TVD: An Unending Hunger: Male Reader Story

Episode 10: The Turning Point

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Darkness.... but lights are flashing....

Soft, but too hard to be a bed.....

Y/N slowly wakes up his eyes, groaning as a sudden pain joins for the ride back to the real world. He shifts around in his bed, not recognizing the ceiling he is in, especially since it's so tall. Then, he notices by touch how wrong his bed is, it's so rocky, and.... not even at all. Unless he accidentally passed out on a hill of rocks, he must've broken something when he layed down on.....

Then, within seconds, everything flashes back into his memory. His eyes shoot themselves open even farther. This is not a bedroom, this is not even his home, he's been fucking kidnapped. Well, guess that was gonna happen sooner or later the second he became aware, cross that off the bucket list. 

He looks around, seeing that he's also in a gated section of what looks like some kind of warehouse. But then.... he questions the surface he's been laying on, and then looks around himself and....... sees more than a dozen corpses under him.

"What.... the...." Y/N tries abruptly swearing like a jump-scared gamer, but is voice box comes out as very weak as he's barely able to get the first word in. At first, he thought it was just because he woke up dehydrated, but then he remembers the bullets as his pain slightly increases. They must still be draining blood out of his system. And because of his...... whatever Katherine called in, he can't die, only get weaker. 

That's great, isn't it?

Looking up at the gate, Y/N then decides that while his kidnapper isn't here, might as well try to find a way to call for help. First, he does the obvious, and confirms, phone isn't in his pocket. So, he then crawls himself off the bodies (More like rolling off of them) and groans a bit after hitting the concrete, before getting himself on his chest as he then crawls over to the small gate. 

He then tries fiddling with the thing, pushing and pulling to figure out which way opens it, but with the handle holding it closed, he can barely get it as far as two inches. Wow, he's so weak that the bad guys don't even need a lock to hold him, that's kind of pathetic, right?

It makes him feel so...... so weak. 

Then a loud creak echos across the entire room, and thanks to how quiet the warehouse is and its structure, that's no hard feat. Then,  the sound of the door closing is followed by loud echoing footsteps and something soft being dragged against the concrete floor... a new body to add to the herd. 

Y/N freezes, his brain quickly pondering if he should go back and play dead or scour for some weapon to catch his kidnapper off-guard. He tries his best to scoot back, but due to the corpse pile facing an entirely different way, he has some slight trouble turning himself around without spiking his pained flesh up a bit. 

However, his eyes are blessed with a pistol on the floor when he does. That helps make his decision very clear for him. He begins dragging himself over to the weapon, inch by inch, as strong as he can. Not really caring about being quiet anymore as he lets out one moan after the other reaching for it.....

Until his leg is kicked, the one with the bullet, and he lets out a pained hiss when it comes. "Well, well, well, still kicking?" The kidnapper's voice comments with a mocking tone disguising his shock. "And what does that make you, hmm? Micheal fucking Myers?"

Y/N ignores him, trying to reach the gun, but sadly for him, the man walks over and takes it, putting in back in his holster. He looks up to see the face of Logan Fell, confirming the last thing he remembers as it was all blurry when he woke up. "Where.... am...?"

Before he can finish the question, Logan kicks again in the wounded leg, only much more harder, igniting a pained cry from the poor Y/N. "Nuh-uh, I ask the questions here." Logan states as he observes the teenager against his mercy. He then gets an idea and drags the kid out of the gated section, dropping him into a more open area. "So.... did she turn you too, hmm? Are you vampire as well?" He then begins interrogating him. "That'd explain why the wooden bullets only hurt you, not killed you."