Micheal was at home and couldn't completely make his mind up about the situation with Amadeus.
He really think Amadeus would be completely his if they were the same.
There Amadeus would fall for him if they both were vampire mutants.
But he also doesn't want to cause any pain to the one he cares about.
Maybe he should just get ride of the other man Amadeus is hanging around with?
If he is getting ride of the blonde, he would get Amadeus's whole attention. And doesn't need sharing the young man with someone else...When he is thinking about the fear he could see in Amadeus's eyes when he saw his monstrous side, his chest starts aching.
It really was painful to see how scared his beloved was of him.
And he doesn't want building a relationship out of fear.
He wants Amadeus to become his through love. Not through fear and out of guilt.Micheal sighs and starts heading out to the kitchen to get some blood for his mother.
He opens the fridge.
Perhaps it's for the best. With letting Amadeus staying as he is. And not getting transformed to a plasma-hungry mutant.
The dark haired man grabs a small bag of blood he stole from the blood-bus few weeks ago.
Then he closes the door to the fridge and took a straw out from the cupboard next the fridge.
While he walks to the room where his mother is tied down on a bed, he pushes the straw through the first layer of plastic on the blood bag.He knocks gently on the door before opening it.
"Mother, I have your-..." he starts clearing the throat while entering the dark room. There cold wind rustled his long black hair, from the opened window.
The last words got stuck in the throat when his eyes were set on the empty bed.
The hand around the small bag unclenched and the bag fell down with a splash on the floor.
"Mother?" Micheal asks and starts looking around in the room without seeing anyone there.
Then his ice blue eyes noticed a note attached at the window latch. There rain blows inside from the night sky through the opened window with its curtains flapping rhythmically with the wind.Without any hesitation he walks swiftly over to the note. And without paying any attention, his foot smashed the bag as a balloon and blood exploded out around him at the floor and his pants.
Micheal yanks the slightly wet note and starts reading the words his mother had wrote.Micheal, me as your mother must teach you a lesson for holding me captured for so long. And I think killing your dear little friend is a great punishment/Mother
Micheal grits the teeth and clenched the hand with the note in it.
Then he remembers how he left Amadeus tied in that building.
If his mother gets there before him, then she will easily kill Amadeus.
Micheal inhales gasping and let's go of the note.
Then he transforms to the blue haired mutant with grayish skin.
After his transformation was complete, he flew out through the opened window to save Amadeus before his mother could lay a finger on him...***
That awful evening keeps playing over and over again in his mind.
How a weird-looking monster came from nowhere and started draining his energy until he couldn't do anything.
Then, When he needed his powers the most; he was weak. And at that moment, he had to witness how Amadeus was abruptly taken away from him.
He was searching the whole night during the first day without finding Amadeus anywhere. And now it has been a few days since that day. Without any clue where he could be.
The memory from that day keeps hunting him during days and nights. Leaving him exhausted and devastated.Flash grunts twisting on the couch he'd pulled out until it was unfolded as a bed.
Dreaming about that awful scene he was a part of, about four days ago.
How the blue haired monster's hands were all over him, draining his life-force.
The blonde pants while the sweat makes the sheet glue on his body.
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Distressed
Fanfiction(On hold) This is a free-standing sequel to 'changes of the destiny'. Amadeus is a sixteen years old genius, the child to Deadpool and Spider-man. He has always only been in loved with Flash Thompson aka AgentVenom, Peter's former bully. But one...