Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)

Vampirism [part two]

Dedicated to Tiffanijolly eternallywarped thevampiremeganne

It had been weeks since Chris had last seen y/n. Tour would be over soon and he hoped to see her at least one last time. He was fascinated by her, even though he barely knew her. Since that night he received gifts at every venue. All of them were hand written books about vampires and vampirism. It peaked his curiosity. He just didn't think Vampires were real... even if it did sound awesome.

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Y/n was horrible. She constantly had this sinking feeling in her chest and she hadn't felt the urge to feed. She kept delivering book to Chris about her, stuff she had gathered about Vampires from the last century. She secretly hoped he would believe her. According to lure IF vampires had a mate, they only met once, and once their match is completed they become Halflings. One would turn half vampire while the other would turn half human. It thrilled her and terrified her all together. She planned on seeing Chris again tonight... possibly risk showing him the truth. Possibly.

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She sat on the roof top. Listening. Watching. Waiting. Hoping. Motionless had just finished their set and she knew Chris would be coming to the roof at any time... apparently he was interested in y/n. But something was off and she could smell it in the air. Fear. She moved to the very edge of the roof, peering over to see another vampire. And he had Chris trapped between the building and the dumpster. He was younger, his eyes were bloodshot still. The bite wound in his neck still fresh... he couldn't have been a year old. His senses hadn't kicked in yet. He lunged at Chris, yanking him by his raven hair. Y/n snarled, ripping off her glasses and jumping down to try and protect Chris. The younger vampire was faster and stronger then you since he was a new born... but he didn't know how to use it. And he was hungry... easily distracted. "Move! He's Mine!" He snarled, attempting to shove past her. Y/n snarled, grabbing him by the throat and throwing him across the alley. The younger boy used the momentum to spin the two of them around, closer to Chris. He threw her against the dumpster, putting a gash deep into her forehead. Y/n's vision went fuzzy. Chris was fighting the creature to no avail. She heard the pained gurgle as she struggled to get up. The smell of Chris's blood filled her nose, a new found strength filled her muscles as she propelled herself towards the newborn, ripping his head off in one clean stroke. Chris crumpled in a heap by her feet, bleeding out quickly. Panic rose in her chest. He tried to speak, the only sound coming out was a wet gurgle as more blood poured out the wounds in his neck. "Shhh, Shhhh. Please. Stay with me." She cried, human tears flowing down her cheeks. He reached up and stroked her cheek, brushing over her lips with his thumb. "Do it." He mumbled as best he could, the light starting to fade quicker. She shook her head as more tears fell... she didn't want to turn him. Not like this. She bent down and kissed him deeply before shifting to bite his neck. His blood was like ambrosia, she felt her heart take a few heavy beats before she licked the wound closed. She was scared she wouldn't have stopped. Or that this wouldn't work. She stroked his pale cheek, shifting to trace his beautiful throat tattoo. She heard his body shift, growing feverous with the change. It worked. It actually fucking worked! Chris opened his eyes to reveal bloodshot violet eyes. He winced in pain, reaching to hold his throat. The first feeding is most important... She rolled her jacket sleeve up, revealing her y/skintone wrist to him. His eyes glazed over as he sat up, his fangs extended as he bit down on her delicate skin. He nearly purred at the sensation, the burning quickly faded. She smiled at him, curling around his much larger body to kiss his temple as he fed. "Chris. Come back to me love." She cooed softly, he stopped, facing her and placing a bloody kiss on her lips. "This is not how I wanted you to find out Chris... I'm so sorry..." She started to cry, hugging him close. She could hear his faint heart beat. He held her close, rubbing circles in her back, nuzzling his face in her throat. "I am eternally yours y/n. I knew you were going to be mine when we first met. I got the hint when you left those gifts... even if I was in denial." She smiled into the crook of his neck, surprised at his composure over the situation. "You were made to save me." He said, kissing over her bite scar.