This is a self ship story of myself and Larten Crepsley. Spoilers ahead for the Cirque du Freak and Saga of Larten Crepsley.
There's also a bunch of art I got commissioned. Info on the artists in story and in the comments.
I wanted to scream, but my body was paralyzed with fear. This monster held me against the wall. I could just barely see it's purple skin in the darkness. It's red eyes glowed though. Like two beams baring into my soul. I was dead, this was the end for me. Killed by a vampaneze. This was it. The vampaneze took its sharp nails, and dragged them across my cheek. It jolted me alert, and I yelped out from the pain. The vampaneze created three scratches on my left cheek. I could smell the blood in its breath as he breathes out. Sure enough, I passed out. I was sure I was going to die. I wasn't expecting to wake back up, but that's what happened. I saw the world moving around me. So quickly I couldn't see one thing, just colors. A blur of yellow, green, blue, and purple. Two colors missing. Fuck I was out of it. What is in vampaneze breath? I must be moving, I shouldn't be moving I needed to lie down. I shouldn't be moving in the condition I'm in. "Do not worry, we are almost somewhere, where you will be safe" I hear a voice say.
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((Art by @beelieverdraws on Instagram))
I look up to see a man. His hair is orange. His outfit is red. Oh I found the other two colors. I just now noticed his arms around me. Good he was the one moving. He was carrying me some place safe. I passed out again. Throughout the next hour or so, I kept going in and out of consciousness.
