Their Ways - A Tale of a Ghost and a Vampire

Chapter 1 - Their Ways - The Tale of Friendship between a Vampire and a Ghost

A/N:

Hello! It's me, Thefartingrabbit, with a new Collab with the amazing Geertwhim. As you can see, it's a BTS Short Story for Halloween. I hope you enjoy it :)

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Oh yeah, and beware trigger warnings:

Blood, Bloodsucking, Killing, being killed, Language, etc. (May change and I may add some in the future)

Please make sure you know what you are getting into; the Trigger Warnings will not only be for this Chapter but for all of them. Readers discretion is advised.

But now on with the story, shall we :D?

Chapter 1 - Their Ways - The Tale of Friendship between a Vampire and a Ghost

Long grass swayed in the whistling cold wind, the night sky had already the tell-tale hues of dark gray; even darker clouds swarmed the bright full moon. Leaves recently turned orange blew between mounds of stones; some getting stuck on the headstones that caught them.
It was a peaceful night for it being ol Hallows Eve, the night made for the spirits and monsters to thrive freely.
Or the night made for the teens to stupidly challenge one another to journey in the old decrepit graveyard. The leaves crunching under their feet as they huddled together, in fear despite their small giggles. They were scared something would happen yet did not believe anything would. Afterall, the only monsters to exist in modern day were mankind themselves.
Or so they thought.

As they entered the old forgotten graveyard, the mood suddenly shifted. The wind calmed suspiciously fast and an eerie silence reigned over the tombs now. The group of teenagers was the only source of sounds now. Not that they noticed it, being too absorbed in what they did, giggling the whole time or mocking each other.

As they shoved one from the group, of course all jokingly, the young man tumbled over a very old tomb, barely visible over the long swishing grass.

The tomb itself was so old and so worn, the inscription faded a long time ago. The only thing that made the uniquely shaped stone a tomb, was the fact that it was on the other skirt of the graveyard.

Hollored laughter followed the young man, barely a day over 18, as he fell down, face planting in the dirt.

A crow cawed, breaking the silence that fell over the group. A whole flock of big black birds rose to the sky, alerting the stupid humans to check their surroundings. The girls in the group screamed - there may or may not be boys' screams mingled with that - as the fog crept in.

The man in the dirt grabbed onto the grass, wanting to get up, when a cold shiver ran over his back. His instincts screamed at him to immediately leave, not looking back, just running away. Something was very very wrong.

"How disrespectful you younglings are."

The whole group screamed as a figure rose from behind a tomb, casually sitting down on it.

The group fled as a whole, leaving the poor man on the ground to fend for himself. The screams echoed through the night as the hunter looked down on its prey.

The man's whole body shook as he dared to look up. Bold red eyes looked calmly back at him and suddenly the world turned black for the human.

Hoseok wiped his mouth with a clean cloth, dabbing away the wayward drops of precious food. Well, that was disgusting. Fear always tasted disgusting. He rather fed on willing people but he wouldn't turn down a snack in the middle of the most spookiest nights of all year.