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Triggers: Blood, Death, Gore, Violence, potential secual content, potential homophobia

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The dark side alley was only illuminated by the faint light of the full moon in the clouded night sky. The fresh blood felt warm on the man's hand in which he held a blood smeared knife, small pearls of blood still dripping from the blade onto the cobblestone. The man stood in the alley, gazing down at the dead body of a man with his throat cut open in a wide gash in front of him. To him it didn't matter who this Drunk had been, nore did he care. He'd been unfortunate enough to take the wrong turn into the wrong alley at the wrong time. The air slowly filled with the sweet and metallic smell of blood and death, blooming like forbidden red roses in the air beneath the moonlight. A faint smile tucked on the corner of the man's lips as he was savoring this sweet and yet forbidden scent. And so he started to disassemble the dead body of his Victim, limb by limb, organ by organ, mutilating the dead body with a twisted delight and with this faint smile playing on his lips. He lost himself in his dedicated work, remembering the gurgling sound of the Drunk as his throat had gotten cut open from behind,his knife soaring swiftly through the air before burying the sharp blade into the soft flesh. To him, it was a beautiful melody that he just couldn't get enough of. In moments like this he felt alive, but it was only until he showed up… @Lil Beanz

Frederick had been tracking down this notorious killer ever since word of him had crossed his ears. He knew he could have some fun with this man, and he doubted he would have a hard time adjusting to a new life... if he even survived, that is. Frederick had high hopes, this killer was an asset. But the others before this were also. He had been watching from the shadows, Fabienne doing his work. The metallic smell filled his senses, and only the fact that he knew this drunk was already dead kept him still. He watched Fabienne remove organs, and slowly, silently, steps out from the shadows, behind the man. "How often do you do this?" He asks, watching the other with his cool eyes. @MjStriker

He let go of the man's liver in one hand, slowly placing it back onto the corpse at the sound of the man's voice suddenly behind him. He hadn't heard any footsteps of this man, but yet he had felt a presence lingering close to him since he made his way through the nightly streets of London. He tightened the grip around the handle of his knife as he slowly got up straightening his posture, rolling his shoulders a bit before glancing over his shoulder with his dark brown eyes to take a closer look at the witness. Right from the start, everything about this man seemed off, but he couldn't quite explain why. His skin was too pale, his hair too white, his eyes too blue with his movements being as silent as a falling feather. He was surprised that this man approached him on his own, but he kept his surprise to himself. By now other people would've run for their lives as fast as their feet would carry them. The whole situation wasn't enough to wipe his smirk off his lips. "You shouldn't be out that late, Mister. Bad things happen to those who wander the Streets alone at night." he replied, not caring to answer his question. His Voice was calm, almost a bit playful, but it had something malicious behind it. Although he had killed enough people before and made himself a name, it appeared to him that it wasn't enough to keep the people away from dark alleys like this. @Lil Beanz

Frederick smiled lightly. He knew how most people would run screaming, he had been the one they were running from quite a few times over his lifespan, lost in a bloody rage. "You create noise with your methods, you know that?" Frederick kneels beside the dead drunk man, Fabienne's work intriguing him. The precision, and the experience present on the straight and swift cuts, the removal and examination of the organs. He himself had gone through an experimental phase, disecting those he had drank dry, so he understood the curiosity that stemmed and fueled an obsession @MjStriker

It surprised Fabienne that this man didn't seem to have any intention to run. He didn't back off when he even approached him directly, stepping to his side and kneeling down beside his mutilated corpse without any sign of fear. A rare and appealing opportunity for another victim this night. If he wanted to continue with his delighting actions he couldn't allow any living witnesses. "Oh don't worry Mister. I make sure to silence them before I begin my work." He replied rather casually, staying alert and tightening the grip around the handle of his knife even more, preparing himself to strike any moment. It was already risky enough to let this man get so close but he let him in believe to be safe only for a moment. "You seem very interested in my methods" with those words Fabienne grabbed the man's hair, pulling his head back and pressing the blade of his knife against his throat. "Care to experience them first hand?" His grin got even wider, his voice filled with a deep and playful desire to kill as he saw the small pearls of blood form beneath the blade where it touched the man's pale skin. He couldn't hold back any longer and he certainly didn't plan to let this man escape. @Lil Beanz

When his head is pulled back and the cool blade is pressed against his own throat, a smirk crosses his lips. it was exhilarating for Frederick. "I think you have made the wrong assumptions, Friend." He grabs Fabienne's wrist tightly, and presses his thumb against the knuckle of Fabienne's. "I suggest you drop this" He lets his jaw remain open slightly in amusement at the other. "Im interested in your methods because you have potential, I can spot it at ease. " @MjStriker

"Oh I don't think so friend" he bowed down a bit closer, grinning at the words of the man who thought that he stood a chance against him. The man's grip around his wrist hurt only a bit, but it wasn't enough to make Fabienne drop his knife. Ignoring the man's warning he instead pressed the blade even more against the man's throat at his last words. One swift movement and it would be wide open. "I don't think that you're in the position that you can offer me anything." Fabienne replied, chuckling at the man's amusing words, delighted by the pearls of blood now slowly running down the man's white neck. @Lil Beanz

Frederick smiles at the other's over confidence in his actions, and would force the other's wrist away from his neck, regardless of him pushing back. Frederick knew he was stronger, he knew the other's fragile bones couldnt compete with his own. He tightens his grip, pushing the knuckle harshly with his thumb. "Oh, believe me, your going to want to take me up on my offer. After all, being human only gets you so far" @MjStriker

He let out a small groan as his grip suddenly tightened in addition to his arm getting driven by this man's sheer brutal force. The grin on his face had disappeared and had been replaced with an expression of a mix between anger and mild distress. Fabienne was still determined to hold onto the handle of the knife but if the man's grip would get even tighter he would have no choice but to let go to avoid permanent damage to his hand. But he didn't care about his hand at that moment. With his teeth pressed on each other he tried to push his blade now directly into the man's throat but it had no use. The Stranger was just too strong and he had clearly underestimated him, but he couldn't let him get away now. He'd seen too much already. His words made Fabienne rather curious. Curious what he meant with only "being human". "Oh? And what might that offer be?" He asked rather curiously, glancing down at the man, still fighting his strength, his smile returning back to his lips at this tricky and thrilling situation. @Lil Beanz

Frederick smirks at the others curiosity for his offer before swiftly and hastily shoving the killed against the side of a building. He held Fabienne's wrist that held the knife, and gently puts his hand on Fabienne's cheek, his fingers lingering on the others jaw and thumb on the other cheek, keeping Fabienne's face in place with the back of his head on the brick. It was a rather intimate stance, yet Frederick only had one thought on his mind; feeding. He carefully takes in Fabienne's scent in before gently opening his own jaw, leaning forward to run his teeth along this man's flesh, before finally biting @MjStriker

Fabienne had barely been able to follow the man's sudden movement until his back hit the brick wall. He let out a surprised groan, his arm with his knife pinned down by the man's firm grip which also kept his head pressed against the wall. "You Bastard! I'm gonna-" Fabienne started to hiss at the man as he had bowed closer to him. He couldn't even finish his sentence as it translated into a painful groan. A sudden jolt of pain pierced his neck followed by a deep aching pull. Fabienne didn't know what was going on but it certainly wasn't anything good. With his free hand he tried to push the man away from him by his shoulder but he didn't move an inch. Soon with his heartbeat racing, it slowly got weaker. To Fabienne it felt like the man was slowly sucking out all the power of his body. He could feel his knees slowly giving in, his arms getting heavier. Soon his knife dropped with a clanging sound onto the hard cobblestone. His heartbeat slowed more and more down. White spots started to dance in his vision as he almost drifted off into unconsciousness, his legs now giving away against the wall, his body made out of stone. He knew that he was just on the verge to death. @Lil Beanz

He kept drinking, sucking Fabienne's blood from his body. Fabienne's taste was intoxicating, so he had a hard time stopping when the other man started to go limp. But when he finally does himself back to reality and opens his eyes at the sound of the clattering blade, he carefully lifts his head up and removes his teeth from the other's neck. He examined the pitiful Fabienne in front of him before taking a step back to let the man fall. He picks up the blade that had been dropped to the ground and gently wipes it on his sleeve before slicing his wrist. He then crouches down to Fabienne and grabs his hair to make Fabienne face him "This is my offer. To live, or to die. If you life, you can perfect your technique forever, and if you die... well, you would go to whatever hell is waiting for you. I would hate for you to die, Sweet One" He did hope Fabienne would survive this, he liked Fabienne's methodology with his murders. The sheer prospect of having someone like Fabienne on his side interested him @MjStriker

His body dropped like a stone onto the hard cobblestone, not having enough power left to catch his fall. Fabienne's heartbeat was weak, barely a whisper. It was a wonder how he managed to still remain partly conscious. He groaned as the man pulled his head up to face him. Fabienne had trouble keeping his eyes open, his vision was blurry but it was enough to see the man's mouth being covered in red and his canines seemed unnaturally long. Almost like a… Vampire Fabienne realized what he was, but to him it couldn't be. Vampires weren't real, creatures of the night which only existed in books and fairytales. After the Vampire told him his offer Fabienne was only able to chuckle weakly. What a choice that was, if you could even call it a choice. Of course he didn't want to die, not yet. If the legends were true it might be a tempting offer indeed, but in this moment on the verge of death he simply had no other choice. "You…bastard…" his mocking words were only a broken whisper, costing him a lot of energy. With his last remaining power he managed to form a smirk on his face looking up at the Vampire, his gaze filled with determination to accept. @Lil Beanz

"Is that a yes?" Frederick asks, smiling at the insult from the other. He raises his wrist that he had sliced towards Fabienne, a few inches from Fabienne's mouth. "All you have to do is drink" Frederick keeps his grip tight on Fabienne's hair, yet if Fabienne wanted to drink from his wrist he wouldn't hold him back from it. He wanted this man to survive. He takes a breath of the cold air, the metallic scent of his, Fabienne's, and the deceased drunk's blood mixing in the air to create a sickening sweet scent to Frederick @MjStriker

Fabienne bowed forward, closing the distance between his lips and the Vampires open artery. He slowly licked up some of the hot blood that was streaming out of the open wound, the metallic and bitter taste of the blood filling his entire mouth and nose. Biting down as hard as he could with his remaining power, Fabienne began to drink deep pulls of the Vampires blood. As soon as Fabienne drank his first sip, he could feel a burning sensation in the back of his throat and the more he drank, the more that burning sensation grew and grew with each deep pull, but he wasn't able to stop. At the same time he could feel his heart beginning to pound again slowly, stronger and faster. With his slowly returning strength Fabienne grabbed onto the arm of the Undead, holding it close as he had bitten himself into place, pressing the arm more against his teeth while feeling the Vampire's heartbeat with every sip he drank, the blood now dripping down his chin. Suddenly a hard stinging pain pierced Fabienns chest, making him yelp in pain and letting go of the Undead's arm and instead holding onto his own chest as he dropped back onto the hard cobblestone. The pain was excruciating, his eyes wide in pain and terror as his whole body started to convulse violently on the cobblestone. His heart beat so fast like a war drum in his ears, making him squirm and shake violently in his screaming and groaning from all the agony. Letting out a blood curdling scream with tears running down his cheek Fabienne started to long for air.

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The screams and sobs translated into deep raspy breaths, as if one might drown. To Fabienne it felt like drowning, his lungs filling with blood making him choke even more, unable to breathe. Between his last rapid breaths, his eyes wide in terror with tears running down his cheeks, his heart suddenly stopped, making the world around him dip into darkness… @Lil Beanz

As Fabienne would scream out in agony, Frederick would calmly explain to the poor man what was happening to his body. He had explained this many times to many other people, both similar in personality and hobbies (in terms of being killers), but none had survived past this phase. Frederick needed this man to survive When Fabienne finally went limp, Frederick studies his unconscious expression carefully before hastily bringing Fabienne to his home, the castle, but in a seemingly abandoned wing to everyone else. No one stopped him, he took back alleys and side entrances, voiding any gazes successfully. He took Fabienne to the most lavish room, the one filled with the least amount of dust and gently lays the unconscious man on the four poster bed. That was the room Frederick spent the most time in, so he would know when the turning didnt work. He watches Fabienne for about a moment before pulling a book off the deeply stained bookshelf and sits in a chair at the desk, which was littered with old papers. @MjStriker

His whole world had been dipped into Darkness. It was like drowning in dark deep waters of nothing, unable to breathe until you were pulled back to the surface to long for air. With a deep raspy breath of air like he had almost been drowning, Fabienne woke up, his eyes opened wide still in a bit of shock, trying to grasp at what just had happened to him or where he was. "Oh fuck" He tried to sit up, but he quickly let himself drop back with a groan. His whole body was still aching. As his breathing started to ease his eyesight adjusted to his field of view. Somehow his vision was sharper, more vibrant than before. He also noticed that the heartbeat in his ears was slow and deep, too slow for an ordinary human. Letting his tongue glide over his teeth he could feel his upper Set of canines extended to long razor-sharp fangs, his lower canines being a bit more pointy and sharper than before. "So you really are a vampire." Fabienne groaned, chuckling mildly. And so was he. "Who are you?" @Lil Beanz

Frederick was staring at the page of the book, yet taking in the woods on the paper seemed impossible, when Fabienne woke with his groan. He gently closes the book and sets it on the desk. He was excited, to say the least. The fatalities of the turning process outweighed the successes, so this was a relief. He was going to be able to learn this man in the coming years, going to teach Fabienne in turn. A companion in Frederick's lonely life. "Frederick Gideon." He says in response to Fabienne's question. "I live here, in the palace, have been for centuries. And now you shall, too, just for a while at least" Frederick was calm as he talked, his voice concealing his excitement and contentness. @MjStriker

"Well then Frederick, now that I know your name, let me tell you something." He now sat up on the bed, ignoring his screaming body. "That hurt, you know. And what a kind offer of yours. I had so much of a choice between surviving and dying on the spot." Fabienne tried to keep his temper, his voice nonchalant, but was filled with a quiet threat towards him. "I think I want to return that favor." And with those last words and a mild chuckle on his lips he lunged at Frederick in a fit of quiet rage. @Lil Beanz

Frederick wasnt expecting the other, new, vampire to lunge at him, he quite expected him to take a while to regain his strength and ask a few more questions, but to jump at him so quickly caught him off guard, enough so to give him a few scratches and his almost immaculate shirt to tear in various places. He wrestles Fabienne back to the bed, behind Fabienne in almost a hug with his arms holding Fabienne to his body, holding Fabienne's arms to his side. It took only moments for Frederick to remember that Fabienne would be hungry, if not already starving, so he carefully brings his own wrist from Fabienne's body. "Bite, feed. You'll feel better, honestly" He says, holding his wrist up closer to Fabienne's mouth. @MjStriker

Fabienne's short outburst had cost him most of his remaining energy and as he got immobilized by Frederick's tight grip he gave in. He didn't have enough energy left to get himself free. "I'm not taking anything from you bastard." Fabienne hissed at Frederick as he'd been offering him his wrist. With his new sharp nails he had already managed to rip some parts of his clothes and now that he had partly let go of Fabienne's arm he dragged his razor sharp nails over his thigh, slicing up his pants, drawing blood underneath and digging his nails even deeper into his skin at the tempting beat of Frederick's artery. Consumed by his quick outburst and his aching body he hadn't noticed the hunger, that deep empty feeling of emptiness that now plagued him, but he didn't want to give in against that Undead bastard who turned him against his will. @Lil Beanz

Frederick grits his teeth at the newly turned vampire, though able to handle with a certain amount of pain, the deepness sent an aching into his flesh. He sighs and says "you have to feed eventually, and I would much rather you feed from me. Either way, you aren't leaving this place until you are ready. I'll ensure that... so do as I say" Frederick raises his wrist, almost pressing it against the others lips. It was the wrist that had been once slit to turn Fabienne, now healed, yet still fragile as if only just fully recovered. Frederick knew Fabienne would soon give into his hunger, and he only hoped it would be from him he fed from @MjStriker

He could still see it. That thin barely healed line that spread across Frederick's pulsing artery as he almost pressed it against Fabienne's lips. The smell of Frederick's fresh warm blood that came from his wounded leg made his teeth ache. He could feel how his mouth slowly started to water from the way it was pulsing under his pale marble like skin. "Make me you bastard" Fabienne chuckled, his anger now replaced with his cold nonchalant, almost maddening desire to murder, although it still took him a great amount of self control to not sink his now slowly growing fangs into his arm. Deep down inside of him he wanted it, this sweet forbidden smell of blood making this feeling of deep and endless hunger growing stronger and stronger… @Lil Beanz

Frederick sighs at Fabienne's resistance to feeding, but knew he would have to make the other if he wanted Fabienne to feed. The other was difficult, but Frederick knew he was up to the challenge. He pulls his wrist from Fabienne. He then proceeds to bite his wrist, opening the flesh, before pressing it against Fabienne's lips, firmly so that he cant refuse anymore. He wanted Fabienne to be strong, eventually Fabienne would be going out again to feed himself, but until then Frederick had to coddle him and teach him "I know you want to feed" @MjStriker

As Frederick pressed his blood dripping wrist against Fabienne's lips, the sweet smell now filling his entire senses, it was impossible now for him to hold back. He sank his full grown fangs into the flesh of Frederick's wrist with a growl and began to drink. Consumed by his endless hunger Fabienne had bit himself into place as he took deep pulls, his senses overwhelmed with the addictive taste of his warm blood. He drank more and more of it and he wasn't able to stop, he couldn't stop as he heard his heart beating against Frederick's like war drums in his ears. @Lil Beanz

Frederick didnt stop Fabienne from feeding as much as he wanted, Frederick figured he would go out and feed later on again. He carefully sat Fabienne down on the bed, and Frederick sat somewhat behind him, keeping his wrist to the other's mouth and letting go of Fabienne's arms. He didnt want to confine the other, just tame. Frederick would gently brush Fabienne's hair back, examining the other's facial features. He says to Fabienne as he feeds "Until I can trust you wont run wild, Ill have to feed for you or bring someone back." He wanted Fabienne to be safe, but yet wanted everyone else to be safe from Fabienne @MjStriker

Fabienne pulled away from Frederick's arm with a raspy breath, leaning his head back as his tongue grazed his bloody fangs. His open white and frilly blouse that he was wearing was splattered with drops of Frederick's blood. After savoring the moment just a little longer, his red eyes fixed onto him. Now that his hunger had faded he was able to think more clearly. He studied Frederick up close with his newly enhanced vision. His slightly darker marble skin was almost luminous, his white hair sticking out even more in contrast to his skin. And his blue eyes were quite pretty. His clothing seemed rather expensive and the fact that they seemed to be in a part of a castle, Fabienne could tell that this Undead was one of influence. "I'll run as wild as I please" Fabienne replied calmly, locking eyes with Frederick as he shifted his position in one of more alerts. "Just because you gave me a taste of your blood doesn't mean that I take orders from you" he chuckled mildly, grinning at him with his fangs still at full length. @Lil Beanz

"To be so wrong, as you are now, is the most infuriating thing, I have found. You will do as I say, you cannot refuse. If you do, your body will betray you, and then you will be punished until you learn to listen... Now, let me ask, what is your name?" Frederick would move to stand in front of Fabienne, examining him carefully still. He disliked how messy the new vampire now looked, with the flecks of blood dotted across his blouse. From where Fabienne had cut him with his nail, the wound had already started to close and was no longer more than an annoying ache in his flesh. His trousers were torn, yes, but he figured he would just change his clothes in a few moments @MjStriker

Fabienne raised an eyebrow and scoffed at his ridiculous reason on why he had to obey the other vampire and he didn't believe him, although deep down he felt that it could be true. "I have no intention of telling you my name." Fabienne scoffed as he slicked his dark brown messy hair back with a provoking glare, and it was true. Knowing Fabienne's name would only expose threats to him and it would've limited him in his actions, but he didn't think that it would matter now anymore. Yet he wanted to see how much he could provoke the Undead who gazed down on him as if he was a dirty street rat. A gaze that he knew all too well… @Lil Beanz

"Tell me your name" Frederick commands. He had never made a blood bond before, and would curious if he had done it correctly, but he figured if Fabienne wanted to be stubborn, this was the time to test. @MjStriker

Fabienne felt the new weight, the pressure of Frederick's words on his shoulders as the words spoken as a command left his lips. "I don't think so" Fabienne chuckled but his chuckle fainted at the piercing sting in his head. He groaned in agony, holding his head in both hands, slightly curling up as he sat on the edge of the bed. The pain got stronger and stronger and now also spread into his chest. To him it felt as if someone had rammed a dull dagger through his heart and head, Frederick's words ringing through his mind over and over again. Tell me your name He let out a scream of pure agony as he threw his head back, meeting the almost radiant blue eyes of the Vampire as he watched him squirm in satisfaction. "F-Fabienne… Fabienne Moreau '' he pressed out in all the pain as he gave into Frederick's command. All of it was excruciating and as much as he hated to obey the command, he had no other choice if he wanted it to stop. After Fabienne spoke out his name the pain suddenly vanished as quick as it came, leaving him breathless, bathed in a cold sweat sitting on the bed and a strong ache in his whole body. @Lil Beanz