Beautiful Scars on Critical Veins (kellic)

The Final Chapter

Four hours later, I had dark blue, short hair, a lip and ear piercing, and a debit card.

The first stop with my card was to get a phone and then some fake Ids from Kink-Ös. I had a whole list of things to do but the day wasn't very young anymore, the hair, piercings, and debit card had taken a while.

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Five days had gone by and I had been hopping from one hotel to another every other day. I was also scamming cards. I had to live somehow, I was a poor fugitive, what did you expect?

I had a laptop now so it was easy to access other, unassuming, victim's accounts. It was really quite easy as I had been getting a minor in computer science before I dropped out of college and I've always been good with them.

I'd also adopted the nasty habit of pickpocketing. Oh and I was smoking now too. Will the bad habits ever end?

I was trying to leave this shitty town so I was traveling out of Oregon and going to Washington. Anywhere in Washington, maybe even Idaho, anywhere that wasn't like Oregon.

Hopping from hotel to hotel wasn't easy when you had to use different cards, accounts, and money but I was getting pretty good at it even though I'd only done it twice so far.

The sun was nearly setting as I exited the taxi I had hailed and stood outside the hotel the taxi driver had suggested for me. Fifth day on the road.

I looked up at the tall building, it had at least six stories and was made of old, faded brick that was wet with the current downpour. It looked sort of fancy and I worried that they wouldn't let me in due to my piercings, hair, and tattoos. A car went by, splashing me with the cold, dirty water, I sighed and entered the nice hotel.

As I walked in, I bumped, purposefully, into a man which knocked me onto the ground, which wasn't purposefully but I got what I wanted. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" He said in alarm. I looked up and took in my victim.

The man was tallish and thin, with brown eyes, black, slightly spikey hair, and a nice, cute, smile. "I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I should've been looking where I was going." He said in alarm, stooping down and pulling me up. "No it's fine, I wasn't looking either." I brushed off my jacket but since it was wet there wasn't much I could do.

"I better be off," he said, "Sorry again." He made to leave but I grabbed his wrist, "Can I have my wallet back?" I asked. The man looked surprised but smiled and pulled out my black wallet from his coat pocket and handed it to me.

"How'd you know?"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm not that stupid and it helps to have used to do that." I winked at the stranger, "Or maybe I still do," I held out his own wallet between two fingers with a grin and handed it to the would-be victim and thief. He smiled again and took it, "You're alright." He said with a smirk. "I'm Kellin." I said, holding out my hand, "Remmy,"

Remmy decided to take me to his room so I could shower and change out of my wet, dirty clothes. I obviously agreed because that would mean I wouldn't have to pay for anything just yet.

"You look much to cute and rich to be a thief. I said as Remmy and I walked back to his room. He shrugged, "Keeping up with appearances, m'dear." He said with a smile. He unlocked the door to his room and I gasped. It was filled with computers, suitcases, and fuck.... guns.

"Fuck."

Remmy looked at me then the guns, "Oh, don't even worry, mate, those aren't for you. Ever shot a gun before?" He asked, shoving the open suitcase filled with them off his bed and plopping down on it. I eyed the guns suspiciously, had he used those recently? "Yeah... why've you got them?" He grinned, "I'm not just a thief,"

'Great, you ran into a bloody murderer'

'Not now.' I replied to the annoying voice silently.

'Then when? You're probably going to die in twenty minutes because he's going to skin you.'

'Really helping me out. If you're going to be helpful by all means, continue, but if all you're doing is insulting and making jokes, go away.'

"Oh?" I asked, trying not to shake or show that I was scared. "Mhm," he hummed, stretching out on the bed. I could make a run for it, ditch him and escape.

"Or a murderer either." He added. I stayed reluctantly, looking down at the man that had at least one suitcase filled with guns. "Then what are you?"

"I," he said with a pause, "am a vampire." "Sorry, what?" I asked in confusion. "I'm shitting you. I'm an assassin. Famous serial killer, wanted in thirty-four states and five provinces, seventy-two registered kills, who am I?" He asked with a sinister grin. My jaw dropped, "Holy shit... Remington." He smiled, looking like an adorable psychopath, "Remington Leith, at your service. You bumped into the most dangerous man in Canada and the U.S and stole his wallet without him noticing, and accepted his invite to his hotel room; I like you."

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can I have two of these? Like they feel like they're commercial breaks in a show. Take a cheeky little snack break and come back or whatever. If you don't like that I'm doing this twice... I dunno, stop reading this I guess. It can't be that good.

I waited for Remington to shoot me but he just surveyed me from his bed. "Why aren't you gone?" He asked finally, breaking the silence that had inhabited the room for the past minute. "Pardon?"
"Why are you still here? Why haven't you run out of the room screaming and calling the cops? You're just standing there like you normally run into people who kill other people for a living."

I shrugged, "Er, I guess I'm just crazy. Well, I mean, I am Kellin Quinn." Remington raised an eyebrow, "Who?"
"Kellin Quinn... I've been on the telly for five days." No recognition, "I escaped from Ocean Horizon Hospital!" I said in exasperation. "Oh! Quinn. I thought you had black hair and no tats or piercings." I shrugged, "I had to look different, didn't I? Especially when everyone is looking for me."

Remington looked me up and down, scrutinizing me, "So, the only reason you don't run is cause you're crazy?" I shrugged again, "I honestly don't know."
"Are you scared?" I nodded. "Yet you stand there, talking to me like I'm a mate of yours."
"Yeah."

Remington sat up and stared intently at me, "Want to work together?"
"Wh-what?" I stuttered in shock. "Want to work together?" He repeated, "You've got some sneaky moves to pull out my wallet without me noticing and you've got to be pretty smart to have been staying out of suspicion for what...five days. Have you been hotel hopping?"
"Uh huh, it's not that hard when you get some fake ids and credit cards."
"You've got fake ids and cards?"
"Of course, four of each. Also two licenses."

"That's very impressive, I had to get someone from some sort of kink shop to make me one." He said, grinning.
"'Get someone'?"
"I held a gun to his head and told him I'd pull the trigger if he didn't do as I said."
"That's what I thought. I can make you some easily, I just need the store and I can make any sort of fake card you need or scam any bank and get money." I said proudly, I had to take pride in something. Why not that I would be a  decent assassin serial killer assistant?

"Will you work with me then? We could make tons of money, we'd be able to retire early but who would want to retire from a job like this?" He asked with a smirk. "I...yes. I want to work with you." He grinned and jumped off his bed and stood in front of me, "Partners in crime?"
"Partners in crime." I repeated, grasping his outstretched hand, "I think this is the start of a beautiful criminal partnership." Remington said. I smiled, "I guess so."

                           The End

This is the end. No warning cause I'm terrible. I might write a sequel, comment if you'd like one. I sorta have an idea for it so just tell me if you liked this and want a sequel. Thanks for the support. Also thanks to anyone who decided to read all of this, I know it's not the best way you could've spent your time. You could have read other smutty, gay, bandfics, but you read this. Thnks....

If you want, you can check out my other fanfics. I only have fanfics cause I hate writing up my own characters. So, read, don't read, my works aren't that good anyways so do as you want.

Bye.