Hunter (tvd x male oc)

Prologue

Swaying hips and the drumming beat of music is all that occupies a club near the town of mystic falls. Bodies grinding on bodies, drunken breaths mingling as lips meet lips.

A drunk boy stumbles into the arms of another, smirking slightly when he feels the familiar darkness of a vampire. "Sorry, I'm a little drunk." He slurs out, giggling when the vampire's hands roam his body.

"And what's a boy like you, doing in a place like this?" The vampire whispers into his ear. The strangely enticing aroma of the boys blood circling through his system.

"I'm just looking for some fun." The boy bats his lashes, having to look down due to the height difference. "Can you help me?"

Un-answering the boy's question, the vampire begins to pull the stumbling boy out the club and into an alleyway. Pushing the boy against the wall - his face instantly diving to kiss and suck at the boys neck - he begins to feel his bloodlust increase and the dark veins that grow from his eyes.

"I really hate vampires." The now sober boy groans out as he feels the pressure on his neck increase, the vampire sucking desperately at the sensitive skin, trying to saver the taste of the boy.

And then he realises what the boy said.

"How do yo-." The vampire begins, but gets cut off as the boy raises his right hand, the rune for motion burns into his palm. The vampire being telekinetically blasted off the boy, the bricks behind the immortal cracking due to the force.

Keeping his hand raised - and the vampire against the wall - he pulls out an enchanted blade from his waist band.

"Usually I'd like to play with you..." The boys monochromatic voice rings out in the empty alleyway, the groans and grunts of the struggling vampire accompanied by the muffled music being the only other sound. "...but I have school tomorrow." He finishes as the dagger flies from his hand and into the vampires heart. The vampires skin instantly begins to turn grey with dark veins. A ragged breath coming from the vampire before his immortality comes to an end.

Lowering his raised hand - and the vampire falling to the ground - the dagger flies back into the open palm of his left hand. He tucks the dagger back into his waist band as he walks away from the corpse, his mind now being occupied by what he should wear to school.