change is good;
ship; jolinsky
summary; jack is different.
third person
Blood.
The metallic liquid that floated throughtout the living organisms of Earth had grown to a delicious entrée. The warm substance glowed in gold radiance. It beemed the drool of many peculiar men and women.
Jack Gilinsky was one of the youngest to become vampires in the entire culture, along with his sister and brother. Their father had become out of control, devouring his family. Sadly, his mother hadn't been able to survive the consequence. In all truth, Mr. Gilinsky loved his wife. He then later took his life, stabbing himself in their bedroom.
Jack was taken care of by his older siblings, the children dying of hunger because they refused to eat another person. Finally, they started small. They ate their cat, which was only a little.
Being seen with this action, a vampire clan was notified. The children were accepted into it, raised to eat any possible victims. When Jack turned eight, he had eaten over one thousand human parts.
Jack was now seventeen, going onto eighteen. He went to Smithstone High. He excelled so brilliantly. He has an academic scholarship to Harvard. His secret was well hidden, learning from the lord of vampires.
Dracula, the real living vampire lord. He "adopted" Jack and his siblings. They became ruthless. Jack was insanely talented at his culture.
When you think of vampires, you think of fanged, heartless, evil creatures. They decide on when you die. Yet, Jack wasn't like that. Sure, he was fanged. Yet, he had a large heart. He was liked every where.
Jack had feelings. He would angrily kill, hunt, and destroy. He would be sad and read history novels. Odd, yet, he would. He would be happy when he ate or when he was with someone.
That someone was Jack Johnson. Jack was obsessed with this blonde boy, who we will call J. Jack watches him like a hawk. He remains gentle and supple, only being careful to not devour.
One evening, Jack had knocked on his lover's door. Once J opened, Jack widely grinned.
"What are you doing here Jack?" J asked his best friend kindly.
J's kind accent pleased Jack at the time. He had a good rose to his cheeks. Jack smiled softer.
"I needed to speak to you."
J nodded, stepping away for Jack to enter. He closed the door after Jack did. He smiled at him.
"We can have tea and chat. Come."
Jack smiled at J, loving his housewife expressions. He followed Jack into the kitchen where tea sat on the oven. It always was at warm. J and his family loved tea and had it often.
J poured him and Jack teacups, all before the two sat outside. J sat beside him, making Jack anxious. J leaned against a pillow, sipping his tea. He placed it on the counter.
"What did you want to talk about?"
Jack placed his cup down, bravely pulling J's body closer to his, connecting their lips. J gasped, yet, immediately kissed back after he understood what was happening. He pulled away to breathe, only to connect their lips once again. J's lips were bright pink, making Jack lick them hungrily.
