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A Bump in the Night.
2 reviewsGerard is called out to save a young Incubus from the clutches of a monster. [the sexual violance is only insinuated, nothing graphic]
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Lights flashed past, blurring into streaks of glowing neon at the high speeds. A small black sports car darted through the evening traffic with inhuman agility. Behind the wheel was a young, pale skinned man with a flash of bright red hair, glaring into the traffic, daring them to hinder his journey. His hands twitched and tightened round the steering wheel as he remembered why he was racing through the streets of Newark towards the New York skyline.
*
“Gee!” Mikey called out down the hall from where he was sitting in the observation room, “We got an emergency!”
Jumping up from the large, out of place table where he was sipping his breakfast coffee, Gerard pulled on his jacket and dashed out of the door, shouting over his shoulder at his younger brother on his way.
“I’m on my way; send the details to my car!”
*
The sun was starting to set on the city as Gerard turned off the freeway, heading for downtown. The traffic down on the streets was slower, but sparse, meaning that he only had to slow down in order to handle the tighter corners. The tall brick buildings; old apartment blocks and crumbling warehouses; towered over the tiny car as it skidded round bends, weaving its way towards its destination.
*
Slipping through the car door and powering up the engine, Gerard powered up the ramp and out of the garage doors onto the quiet road, their base was built on a patch of marshland in the middle of Newark, ideal for both quick access to the Big Apple and seclusion from prying eyes. The ruby haired vampire tapped a green button on the small screen which served as the on board computer. Mikey’s voice crackled across the speakers.
“You’re sat-nav has already got the destination, follow the arrows as usual; Toro and Pedicone’ll follow in the truck, they’ll arrive maybe ten minutes after you.” Papers could be heard shuffling on the other end. “We got a call just after the monitor picked up the discretion; it’s as we suspected, a summoning of a succubae via an illegal spell.”
The vampire let out an irritated snort from the back of his throat.
“Don’t like succubae, for some reason they change their minds about bein’ summoned when they get there, an’ then they get pissed when I burst in on them getting dirty with some dude in a wizard hat.” Gerard grumbled in a rumbling voice, “I mean seriously, I’m just tryin’ to help.”
A muffled, nervous cough came before the next utterance. “The victim’s a seventeen year old boy.” Another muted cough as Mikey cleared his throat. “His mother’s in hysterics. And the spell used isn’t designed for ordinary humans; there’s gonna be someone powerful waiting for that boy.”
Red sparks flashed across Gerard’s irises as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
“Fuckin’ sicko.” Gerard’s nose scrunched up as he let out a growl. “I’ll kill him.”
*
Pulling up outside a derelict apartment block, the redheaded vampire leapt out of the car and darted into the building. Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, he pricked his ears and listened, letting his body slip into its hunting mode. The thud of footsteps and a muffled shriek from above allowed Gerard to pinpoint his destination. He dashed up three flights of stairs, and smashed down a rotten door to reveal a large, hairy man leering over a terrified teenage boy.
Blood dripped from a large gash across the man’s face onto the boy’s naked torso, his shirt having been ripped open, slithering down to the waistband of his pyjama bottoms. The boy himself was short for his age, but was toned and his skin had a blush of a tan over it; two large, hazel eyes peeked out from under long black hair, quivering with tears of fear.
The beast standing over him rippled with muscles which all twitched simultaneously when he noticed the crimson haired intruder. His face resembled that of an ogre; two small eyes either side of a large, flat nose; but the pointed ears and absence of green skin pointed to a different conclusion. The monster turned its attention from the helpless boy and instead aimed a punch at the vampire stood before him. Gerard hopped to the right, causing the beast’s fist to sail past and smash through the wall. Gerard radioed His team-mates to update them on the situation.
“We got ourselves a faerie pumped up on a tank-load of steroids here.” He growled into the mic.
Pedicone’s voice sighed into Gerard’s ear-piece. “Fuck me.”
Gerard smirked to himself, lips slipping back to reveal milky white fangs, “Oh I’d love to baby, but I'm a little busy.” He drawled in his thick New Jersey accent.
The faerie aimed another over sized fist at Gerard’s head as it pulled its hand out from the wall. The red headed vampire dodged again but was unsuspecting of the large piece of splintered wood the brute had pulled from the broken wall. The white hot sting of pain quickly followed the crude weapon down his left side. Gerard recoiled with a snarl; blood was already slowly oozing from his side, and this injury added to his anger, merging into something altogether more ferocious.
The crimson haired blood sucker crouched down and then sprang up into the air, propelling himself towards the beast in front of him. Spotting an opening, he swung his leg down onto the creature’s neck, causing the monster to buckle and fall on the floor. Gerard touched down onto the floor in near silence, and swiftly pulled a taser from his jacket and shocked the beast to ensure that it would remain unconscious.
The room fell silent. Looking over to his right, Gerard could see the young man now huddled in the corner, trembling either from the cold that seeped its way into the building through the gaps in the walls, or the sheer terror that arises from the shock of suddenly finding yourself under attack from a large ogre of a man in a run down apartment when the last thing you were aware of was the warmth of your sheets as you started to drift off to sleep. Gerard’s joints crackled and popped as he slowly stood up and strode over to the young Incubus. Crouching down next to him, Gerard slowly started to remove his jacket. The boy flinched and pressed his body further into the corner.
“P-Please” came the pitiful voice, “please don’t hurt m-me”
Two large eyes stared up at Gerard, trembling with tears. A frown flitted across Gerard’s brow.
“Why would I hurt you? You’re but a helpless chick that has fallen from the nest. ”
The boy swallowed audibly.
“You’re a vampire; you kill people, drink their blood. You are evil incarnate.” He didn’t stutter this time, though the boy’s voice still wobbled halfway through his utterance. He glanced down to Gerard’s side where blood was seeping through the shirt, then back up to the pallid face before him. “You’re hurt, when vampires are hurt they need to drink in order to get better, you want to drink my blood.”
Gerard slipped his jacket round the boy’s shoulders.
“No, when vampires are hurt they drink blood in order to get better faster. I’m quite alright without your blood, little man.” Gerard smiled down at the hazel eyes that peeked up from underneath the long jet black hair. “I’m from the Supernatural Beings Intelligence Agency; the research and protection division. The rest of my squad will be here shortly to secure the big lump over there, and then I’ll drive you home okay? You’re Ma’s in hysterics over you.”
The boy let out a breath that Gerard didn’t realise he’d been holding. Gerard sat with his back leant against the wall, one ear pricked for any signs of movement from the faerie on his left, legs stretched out in front of him. He let his head roll over to his right, looking the boy over.
“Hey.” The scarlet headed vampire said softly.
The boy jolted his head up, blinking at the pasty skinned man before him. Gerard spread his arms out in an inviting gesture.
“You wanna cuddle, kid? You’re freezing your ass off in your pyjamas.”
The young incubus hesitated for a second before shuffling over to the vampire, and he was surprised to not only find that the monster in human skin was warm, but that he could hear and feel the steady, reassuring, beat of a heart in the chest of the vampire that held him so tenderly. Gerard slipped his arms around the little incubus.
“What’s your name kid?” he murmured.
The teenage boy laid his head against the chest of the vampire.
“Frank, Frank Iero.”
*
“Gee!” Mikey called out down the hall from where he was sitting in the observation room, “We got an emergency!”
Jumping up from the large, out of place table where he was sipping his breakfast coffee, Gerard pulled on his jacket and dashed out of the door, shouting over his shoulder at his younger brother on his way.
“I’m on my way; send the details to my car!”
*
The sun was starting to set on the city as Gerard turned off the freeway, heading for downtown. The traffic down on the streets was slower, but sparse, meaning that he only had to slow down in order to handle the tighter corners. The tall brick buildings; old apartment blocks and crumbling warehouses; towered over the tiny car as it skidded round bends, weaving its way towards its destination.
*
Slipping through the car door and powering up the engine, Gerard powered up the ramp and out of the garage doors onto the quiet road, their base was built on a patch of marshland in the middle of Newark, ideal for both quick access to the Big Apple and seclusion from prying eyes. The ruby haired vampire tapped a green button on the small screen which served as the on board computer. Mikey’s voice crackled across the speakers.
“You’re sat-nav has already got the destination, follow the arrows as usual; Toro and Pedicone’ll follow in the truck, they’ll arrive maybe ten minutes after you.” Papers could be heard shuffling on the other end. “We got a call just after the monitor picked up the discretion; it’s as we suspected, a summoning of a succubae via an illegal spell.”
The vampire let out an irritated snort from the back of his throat.
“Don’t like succubae, for some reason they change their minds about bein’ summoned when they get there, an’ then they get pissed when I burst in on them getting dirty with some dude in a wizard hat.” Gerard grumbled in a rumbling voice, “I mean seriously, I’m just tryin’ to help.”
A muffled, nervous cough came before the next utterance. “The victim’s a seventeen year old boy.” Another muted cough as Mikey cleared his throat. “His mother’s in hysterics. And the spell used isn’t designed for ordinary humans; there’s gonna be someone powerful waiting for that boy.”
Red sparks flashed across Gerard’s irises as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
“Fuckin’ sicko.” Gerard’s nose scrunched up as he let out a growl. “I’ll kill him.”
*
Pulling up outside a derelict apartment block, the redheaded vampire leapt out of the car and darted into the building. Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, he pricked his ears and listened, letting his body slip into its hunting mode. The thud of footsteps and a muffled shriek from above allowed Gerard to pinpoint his destination. He dashed up three flights of stairs, and smashed down a rotten door to reveal a large, hairy man leering over a terrified teenage boy.
Blood dripped from a large gash across the man’s face onto the boy’s naked torso, his shirt having been ripped open, slithering down to the waistband of his pyjama bottoms. The boy himself was short for his age, but was toned and his skin had a blush of a tan over it; two large, hazel eyes peeked out from under long black hair, quivering with tears of fear.
The beast standing over him rippled with muscles which all twitched simultaneously when he noticed the crimson haired intruder. His face resembled that of an ogre; two small eyes either side of a large, flat nose; but the pointed ears and absence of green skin pointed to a different conclusion. The monster turned its attention from the helpless boy and instead aimed a punch at the vampire stood before him. Gerard hopped to the right, causing the beast’s fist to sail past and smash through the wall. Gerard radioed His team-mates to update them on the situation.
“We got ourselves a faerie pumped up on a tank-load of steroids here.” He growled into the mic.
Pedicone’s voice sighed into Gerard’s ear-piece. “Fuck me.”
Gerard smirked to himself, lips slipping back to reveal milky white fangs, “Oh I’d love to baby, but I'm a little busy.” He drawled in his thick New Jersey accent.
The faerie aimed another over sized fist at Gerard’s head as it pulled its hand out from the wall. The red headed vampire dodged again but was unsuspecting of the large piece of splintered wood the brute had pulled from the broken wall. The white hot sting of pain quickly followed the crude weapon down his left side. Gerard recoiled with a snarl; blood was already slowly oozing from his side, and this injury added to his anger, merging into something altogether more ferocious.
The crimson haired blood sucker crouched down and then sprang up into the air, propelling himself towards the beast in front of him. Spotting an opening, he swung his leg down onto the creature’s neck, causing the monster to buckle and fall on the floor. Gerard touched down onto the floor in near silence, and swiftly pulled a taser from his jacket and shocked the beast to ensure that it would remain unconscious.
The room fell silent. Looking over to his right, Gerard could see the young man now huddled in the corner, trembling either from the cold that seeped its way into the building through the gaps in the walls, or the sheer terror that arises from the shock of suddenly finding yourself under attack from a large ogre of a man in a run down apartment when the last thing you were aware of was the warmth of your sheets as you started to drift off to sleep. Gerard’s joints crackled and popped as he slowly stood up and strode over to the young Incubus. Crouching down next to him, Gerard slowly started to remove his jacket. The boy flinched and pressed his body further into the corner.
“P-Please” came the pitiful voice, “please don’t hurt m-me”
Two large eyes stared up at Gerard, trembling with tears. A frown flitted across Gerard’s brow.
“Why would I hurt you? You’re but a helpless chick that has fallen from the nest. ”
The boy swallowed audibly.
“You’re a vampire; you kill people, drink their blood. You are evil incarnate.” He didn’t stutter this time, though the boy’s voice still wobbled halfway through his utterance. He glanced down to Gerard’s side where blood was seeping through the shirt, then back up to the pallid face before him. “You’re hurt, when vampires are hurt they need to drink in order to get better, you want to drink my blood.”
Gerard slipped his jacket round the boy’s shoulders.
“No, when vampires are hurt they drink blood in order to get better faster. I’m quite alright without your blood, little man.” Gerard smiled down at the hazel eyes that peeked up from underneath the long jet black hair. “I’m from the Supernatural Beings Intelligence Agency; the research and protection division. The rest of my squad will be here shortly to secure the big lump over there, and then I’ll drive you home okay? You’re Ma’s in hysterics over you.”
The boy let out a breath that Gerard didn’t realise he’d been holding. Gerard sat with his back leant against the wall, one ear pricked for any signs of movement from the faerie on his left, legs stretched out in front of him. He let his head roll over to his right, looking the boy over.
“Hey.” The scarlet headed vampire said softly.
The boy jolted his head up, blinking at the pasty skinned man before him. Gerard spread his arms out in an inviting gesture.
“You wanna cuddle, kid? You’re freezing your ass off in your pyjamas.”
The young incubus hesitated for a second before shuffling over to the vampire, and he was surprised to not only find that the monster in human skin was warm, but that he could hear and feel the steady, reassuring, beat of a heart in the chest of the vampire that held him so tenderly. Gerard slipped his arms around the little incubus.
“What’s your name kid?” he murmured.
The teenage boy laid his head against the chest of the vampire.
“Frank, Frank Iero.”
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