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PROMPT: Dauntless makes a sudden change to there initiation housing thinking it would be better for the initiates to be paired with an actual member of dauntless in hopes that it will decrease the amount of fowl play and increase rankings that are actually well deserved.
It just so happens that the first year that this new housing is in place, is the year that Isabella is transferring from candor with her best friend John in tow who has also brought along the embarrassing nickname of calling her bean or beans.
Itâs not a question to if sheâll survive initiation, but will she survive living with Eric?
In this AU Isabella will be 18 while Eric and others like Four are 22
Word Count: 1,382
Warnings: none
Note: Hey all! this is my first time ever writing a fan fiction let alone a story. If you would like me to continue with this please let me know!!! I hope you all enjoy the first chapter of this AU. And again if you want me to continue please show me some love or let me know what I can improve upon. (: enjoy
Chapter 1
Everything had been easy so far. My choice to transfer. The blood from my cut dripping over the coals of dauntless. Ignoring my parents surprised yelps and cries at my choice. Even the act of getting on the train and plummeting down to the net hadnât been all that challenging either. Iâm not sure whether it was because I was mentally prepared for this day or the fact that my best friend, John was along for the same ride that made it so easy.
Everyone had jumped and we were now awaiting instruction from Four, the groups trainer throughout initiation.
John leaned over to me his lips curling into a smile, âYou excited Beans?â
âI told you to stop calling me that,â I whispered to him through gritted teeth. Normally I wouldnât really mind the nickname he had adopted for me, but now that we transferred it would just be embarrassing if anyone were to overhear him calling me it.
âI canât just stop, Iâve practically been calling you that since birth,â he shrugged âthereâs nothing you can do to stop me from saying it either,â
I huffed not necessarily happy with his answer, but in no mood to start fighting with him. I was going to continue talking, but Four finally spoke up
âConsider this your lucky day initiates. Weâve decided to give you all a fair chance at proving yourself. A lot of foul play happens outside of the actual training and to combat that it seems the most logical way is to give you personal housing,â he pauses for a moment and all the initiates start murmuring excitedly. Four looked nothing but business. He was tall and lean with short brown hair. A permanent looking frown was etched into his face. And even with the frown he was in no way intimidating. He seemed like someone who knew how to command authority and lead others, which is maybe why he is a trainer.
The idea of not having to live in communal quarters was extremely appealing. Weâd be the first group to have our own living space and not have to deal with the stress that someone may stab another in another in the eye with a butter knife.
âDonât get too excited,â Four states. âItâs not as personal as you may think, you all have been assigned a roommate that is already a member of dauntless. You have no choice in who it is and they do not either. If you are not happy with who you are rooming with then thatâs too bad. Be grateful that they wonât try to kill you,â he smirks âHopefully,â the excitement was lost in all of us after that.
A woman by the name of Lauren began handing up our room assignment papers. She claimed to be the instructor for the dauntless born initiates, and I believe it. She looked for more intimidating than Four. Tattoos ran up her built arms. She had dark raven hair and one nasty resting bitch face. No one could control that, though. So even with that face that doesnât correlate to the personality she may actually have, but besides I didnât plan to get to know her anyway.
I get handed my paper and I nod my thanks and she just walks off not acknowledging it at all.
âInitiation will begin tomorrow. Take this time to eat and introduce yourself to your new roommate. Iâll bring you all to the dining hallâ Four says while turning around not waiting for us to start following.
As we get deeper and deeper into dauntless the chill starts to creep up my back. I donât know why I hadnât given much thought to how cold it may be underground. Or how much sunlight Iâll miss touching my face. Unease washes over me. Did I make the right decision? Itâs like John had read my mind.
âHey, donât worry, you know that you belong here right? We both do,â he wraps his arm around my shoulders as we walk. Easing a bit of that chill that was in my spine. âBesides, I wonât let you fail out. Donât be worried youâre definitely more prepared than a few others here,â he snickers a bit as I survey the crowd of trainers realizing heâs right. There were way more boys than girls and even with the gender difference a lot of them looked shorter, scrawny and scared out of their wits. Like they didnât mean to let their blood drop over the coals at the choosing ceremony.
I smiled up at him âthanks, J. You really know how to blow up this ego,â I chuckled. He was right, though. I know I had a slight upper hand over most of them. John and I worked out quite regularly together back in Candor and we knew the basics of fighting, but other than that I was probably just as clueless as the rest. I wasnât going to let my one strength of being strong be seen, though. I want to keep others in the dark deciding on wearing baggier clothes until I really had to show my strength. I stood around 5â2â or 5â3â, but I was a lot stronger than anyone would imagine for how short I was. You could see it on my body with the thick thighs, defined arms and wide lats.
John didnât say anything back to me as we finally made it to the dining hall. Every faction could eat together like this, but honestly, I would much rather eat in my own room. Knowing that I would be able to do that soon enough was a relief because you would be lying to yourself if you thought this D hall food was amazing.
After John and I grabbed your food it was surprising because all the initiates ended up sitting together. Maybe because it was all we knew so far. I donât think any of us would dare trying to sit with Four or Lauren even though they most likely wouldnât bite our head off for it.
A boy with short black hair spoke up âSo, who did everyone get for their roommates?â There was curiosity in his eyes and the blue shirt he was wearing told me he was from Erudite. Everyone started going around the table saying their roommates. The names didnât really mean anything to me because I didnât know a single person here. It was getting close to me so finally decided to take a peek at my paper. Eric Coulter room 225 was typed on the paper showing the location within the compound and his number and email. There was no other information, but I knew he was a leader to Dauntless and that was it.
The boy with the black hair cleared his throat at me expectantly. I threw a displeased look at him annoyed with his urgency, but I answered anyway âuhh.. Eric Coulter,â I shrugged as I folded up the paper. Everyone went silent around me stopping their eating and side chatter to look up at me. âWhat?â I asked confused. Even John was gaping at me. I glared at him frustrated that I was apparently so out of the loop. âYou know heâs the leader, right?â John narrowed his eyes at lack of fear. âYeah, and?â I bark at him, âWhatâs the problem?â I look at him while everyone else looks at me. âThe problem is heâs the biggest dickhead in this compound. He chews you up and spits you out,â John had a concerned look on his face for me, âthere are so many stories of him almost killing the initiates, most of them being him hanging them over the chasm...â He trails off. I huff frustrated they he didnât think I could handle myself with the so called âbiggest dickhead in the compoundâ. Apparently, no one else thought I could handle him either and honestly I was up for the challenge.
âWell fuck it. I donât give a shit if heâs the biggest dickhead here. I can handle it,â I stand up suddenly, âYou know what, Iâm gonna go find him now,â I stormed off mentally preparing myself to try and make it through this labyrinth that is Dauntless.
Puuuh, I havenât posted in a while. But Iâm not gone, I promise! I still log on and I also got some Halloween-themed fics brewing for you! Which reminds me to tell you that if you have any Halloween/autumn-themed prompts in mind, send them my way!
The reason it was so quiet around here is (hopefully an understandable one) that I released my third novel! Yeeeey! Itâs called âBlitzlichtlabyrinthâ and itâs the sequel of âBlitzlichtgeflĂźsterâ with Thomas and Keiraâyes, the love interest thatâs inspired by Tom Hiddleston. If you speak German, I would be so thrilled if you check it out!
Over the past weeks, Iâve been super busy with finalising the manuscript and the cover, working on marketing materials, formatting the book and so on and so forth. So whenever I did find the time to write, it was for my upcoming English novels to get the words in.
I know I keep teasing them. But good things take time, right? Iâm officially translating my Tom Hiddleston inspired romance novel to English and it will be released in 2025! That's good news! Right?!
Keep your eyes peeled for a new Imagine this weekend, Iâm introducing a new character to my blog. If you follow me on TikTok, youâll already know who it is. đ Here's a hint:
After that, Loki will be up next! Itâs been so long!
A/N: Okay, hear me out. I got this idea from the app that shall not be named and then it suddenly turned into 10k words. Classic.
Synopsis: After the Demobats attack Eddie, you find him dead in the dirt. At least that is what you think he is. But when he coughs, you see a chance. A chance to be less lonely in this dark and gloomy dimension. You feed him your blood to heal him and, after some initial suspicion, he warms up to you. For the first time ever, you get to experience what itâs like to have a friend. But before you can explore your growing feelings for Eddie, the desire to be close to him, to kiss him even, he makes it his mission to return back to Hawkins, to leave you behind for good. You donât really blame him. He doesnât belong here. And after all, a batâs love can never be reciprocated⌠right?
âI made this world mine. I own it. I own you.â
âYou donât control me, Henry. You never did. We struck a bargain and we agreed to live in peace after that. Remember that.â Your eyes flashed red as you spoke, the veins under your eyes protruding and giving you a downright eerie look, you could see it through the dirty mirror in the house you resided in.
Henryâor what was left of himâremained unfazed. Growling, he turned away from you.
âIâve kept my word so far. You let them come too close,â you stressed.
His flesh was singed, soot covering his half-rotten limbs from the burning petrol. Tilting your head, you narrowed your red eyes at him and dug your nails into your fists until they stung.
âYour thirst for revenge will kill you eventually and you know that.â
âYou dare threaten me?â
âI have no desire to kill you, you know that. So why would I threaten you with it? The girl youâre after⌠she canât be worth all of this trouble. I want a way out. I want to be up there, I want a real life.â
âYou donât belong there,â he growled.
âYou are the reason they would hunt me down like a rabid animal now.â This time, his growl practically tore through the cool darkness around you. Turning on your heel, you marched away from him, feeling his burning gaze on your back as you conjured your bat-like wings, spread them, and took off without looking back.
You counted a dozen or so bats dead on the cold and uneven ground of the trailer park. Stabbed, beaten to death, or sliced open by a sharp object. Your heart bled upon seeing their lifeless bodies, yet more victims of Henryâs thirst for vengeance.
He might not have controlled you⌠yet even though the bats listened to you and did your bidding based on trust and likeliness, it was Henry who controlled what happened in this dimension. You took a deep breath, the metallic smell of blood filling your nostrils and igniting your hunger.
You landed, scanning the ground for the source when you spotted a young man, bloody and torn open by the bats, with three of them still feasting on his flesh. He was aloneâcollateral damage after a failed assassination attempt. If anyone had been with him when he died, theyâd had to leave his body behind. A sigh escaped your lips as your feet touched the ground and you tucked your wings away, your head whipping in his direction when he coughed with a start, blood presumably pooling in his lungs and choking him from the inside out. Your lips parted. Heâs still alive.
âShoo! Thatâs enough!â The bats didnât listen. Not until you flung them out of the way with your bare hands. âI said thatâs enough! Off with you now!â
His eyes were closed, his white and ripped shirt drenched in blood and revealing the countless bite marks all over his chest. More blood was dribbling from the corners of his mouth as he coughed again. You knelt next to him, indecisiveness creeping up your spine.
You could heal him with your blood. But if you were too late, if he was too close to death already⌠Henry would kill you if you turned him, made him part of this world. You cursed under your breath when your fangs forced their way past your lips, causing you to hiss. Only another heartbeat passed before you brought your wrist to your lips and sunk your canines into it, drawing blood to feed him.
His eyes remained shut even when he felt your cool skin against his mouth. He gagged soon after your blood poured down his throat.
âDrink⌠drink it,â you whispered. Henry could not hear youâhe had long stopped keeping tabs on you. There was nothing you could do, after all. But you could tell the boy was scared. He was young, on the verge of proper manhood, twenty-two at most. As you drew away, you wondered just how he had winded up in this fruitless conquest to kill a monster who controlled an entire dimension.
âHelp me carry him home,â was all you said when he lost consciousness again. The bats hissed before obeying you, digging their claws into his clothes to carry him off. You followed suit.
Your so-called home must have been a lively house up in the light dimension, as you liked to call it. Inhabited by a happy family, perhaps. Here, it was but a depressing and empty place to retreat to, a mere illusion of civilisation. This dimension was a lonely one, after all.
You flinched when the young man who now recovered on your bed finally gasped for air a few hours later and sat up straight as if awoken by a nightmare. You hurried over to his side, gently forcing him back on the mattress. It had taken him long enough.
âEasy⌠easy! Take it slow.â
âW-whaâŚâ He coughed, eyes widening when he noticed you properly. Your smile was hesitant, timid.
âWelcome back. I was worried you wouldnât make it. You lost a lot of blood.â
âW-hat the hell⌠happened?â
âWell, you almost died. And you took down quite a few of my bats with you.â In an instant, his expression grew harder. Coldly, he scanned your form, hostility radiating from him. Granted, you probably looked quite intimidating, dressed all in leather and a long coat made of the same material. He sat up again.
âYou need to rest.â When he simply stared at you, you pushed him back into a lying position. âI said rest. I healed you with my blood,â you continued. âI donât just do that lightly, itâs incredibly risky. You need to rest for it to circulate through your body properly. It will take a while. Be patient.â
âYou⌠fed me your blood,â he stated then. To be honest, it sounded more like a question. You nodded matter-of-factly.
âWho are you?â
âI havenât used my name in so long that I think I canât remember it anymore. Why donât you give me one?â It was true. Your real name was buried along with those you had taken to the grave. Creatures, humanoids with a thirst for blood like you before theyâd cast you out of what little of a society this dimension possessed. Your name was there, of course. You hadnât literally forgotten it. But it sounded so foreign and strange to you that it felt wrong to still use it. Especially after making a deal with who could only be compared to the devil.
âThen what are you?â he asked instead. He swallowed thickly, noticing only now that you had cleared his face of all the blood. You had taken his bandana off to clean him up while he was still unconscious. It was currently in a pile with the rest of the bloody shreds of fabric you had used.
âI believe you can answer that question for yourself. But I donât have powers like Henry does.â
âHenry? You mean Vecna? Youâre with him?â he bellowed.
âVecna? Is that what you call him up there? Iâm not with him. I struck a deal with him out of necessity. I wanted to survive when he showed up, much like you now,â you snapped.
âWhat the hell does that mean then, am I turning into a vampire?â
âMore like a humanoid bat but⌠no⌠itâs more complicated than that. You would have to die with my blood still in your system. You didnât. Give it a few days and youâll be fine, Eddie.â
The young man blinked at you. âHow do you know my name?â
âWhat, Eddie? Is that really your name? I was making a joke. Itâs a reference. Eddie Van Halen, you know? You look a little like him.â
Eddie stared at you for a moment, unable to return the smile you offered him. âWas there⌠was there anyone else there? When you found me?â
You shook your head. âNo. You were alone.â
Eddie nodded, realising it was probably for the best that whoever had left him behind had done so for their own good.
âYou must be famished. We need to find you some food. Can I trust youâll stay here and wonât wander off? I canât guarantee my bats will leave you alone when Iâm not near.â
âYou gotta get those fuckers under control thenâŚâ he mumbled, sitting up for the third time. You raised your eyebrows.
âIf you are referring to the lake, you intruded on their territory. They were just defending it. Besides, I donât control them. They just⌠choose to do as I say.â
âThey almost killed Steve!â
âWhoever Steve is, Iâm sure he wonât make the same mistake again then. Nor will you. Stay put until Iâm back. If I had wanted to hurt you, I would have already. Besides, I canât risk Henry finding you here.â
It sounded absurd but the restaurants in the light dimension⌠threw perfectly consumable food out, more than you could count. Eventually, it would appear here as well and if you were fast enough, you would be able to take it with you for Eddie to eat and regain his strength before it went rotten. You flew off outside your house, praying that the metalhead would listen to reason and do as he was told.
About twenty minutes or so laterâtime was relative down here, after allâyou returned with two pizza boxes containing leftovers that were still warm when they appeared in between some black plastic bags.
The air had cooled it all down only a moment after but it would do. For just a brief moment, as you dug your hands into the bins behind the restaurant, you wondered why you bothered helping him in the first place. But the answer was obvious, was it not? You were lonely down here. Henry was not one for company and he was not one for chit-chat. Decades in solitude were gruesome, besides⌠you were not him. You might have been what Eddie referred to as a vampire but that did not make you a ruthless killer. You were a survivor.
âEddie?â
âStill hereâŚâ
Relieved, you walked up the stairs and back into the room you had chosen for your bedroom, pizza boxes in hand.
âYou are indeed.â
âThereâs not exactly⌠lots of places for me to go, soâŚâ
You smirked. âFair point. And a wise choice. Itâs not safe out there if you donât know your way around.â You placed the cardboard boxes in front of him. âItâs not much but⌠itâll do.â Eddie stared at them for a second. Next thing you knew, he opened them both, brown eyes widening. He dug in as if he hadnât eaten in ages. Well, he probably hadnât. You didnât stop him. He needed all the sustenance he could get until your blood was out of his system.
âSo, uh⌠youâre Vecnaâs right hand then?â he said almost casually with his mouth full.
âI happen to exist in the same dimension. He doesnât control me, we came to a more or less peaceful agreement. I mean you no harm, Eddie. I have no desire in destroying Hawkins, not like him.â
He swallowed. âDo you⌠consume blood?â
âI do. Occasionally. I need it to survive but I can go without it for a long time. It gives me⌠strength. And if I donât feed for a while, I do get fatigued and burned out but other than that⌠Iâm just like you. Well⌠minus the wings. Iâm sure you donât have those,â you added, winking at him.
âWho⌠or what⌠do you feed on?â he asked suspiciously in return.
âCreatures from this dimension⌠until, umâŚâ
âWhat, like Demogorgons and shit?â
âWhat?â
âThose huge things with fangs for a face that looks like a flower? Iâve never seen one myself luckily but Iâve been told theyâre quite terrifying.â
âI⌠if thatâs what you want to call them. But I⌠I did try human blood when a few poor unfortunate souls ended up here against their will. I have no desire to make that a habit though just in case youâre still worried I am fattening you for slaughter.â
Eddie gave you a silent look before he continued eating. You watched him quietly with your arms crossed after sitting down at the small vanity in the room. The bats outside your house screeched, making you sigh.
âIâll be right backâŚâ
They knew he was in there, hungry for his blood and eager to feast, assuming he was as good as dead and that his body shouldnât go to waste.
âShut it! Heâs off limits, do you hear me?â The bats flew around you in circles, following your every movement. One of them landed on your shoulder, screeching loudly as if to complain.
âNo. Heâs alive and well. Besides, he has my blood in his system at the moment. Stay away from him.â The bats flew a few more circles around you, following your hand as you pointed at the dark and gloomy sky.
âKasâŚâ Eddie suddenly said. You spun around, not having realised that he had followed you outside, hiding behind a garden rock. No wonder the bats were almost going insane.
You frowned. âKas?â
Eddie slowly emerged once the last bat was out of sight. âYou said you donât have a name. Thatâs what Iâm gonna call you. I figured⌠that fits?â
âKasâŚâ you repeated the name as if tasting a piece of candy. âOkay⌠I like it.â
âIs this because we are in a darker version of where you come from or is your room really this chaotic?â Grinning, you followed after him. Eddieâs room was plastered with metal band posters and a huge hand-drawn flag reading âCorroded Coffinâ. Clothes and other bits and bobs lay scattered all over the place, along with the odd guitar pick, questionable dĂŠcor, and⌠condoms on the nightstand. You blushed.
âCome on, itâs not that chaotic.â
Eddie had insisted on returning here and, after having him practically beg you for two days straight, you had agreed to accompany him. Even though the bats had kept their promise and did not lurk around for him anymore, it was still way too dangerous to let him roam freely around here. You liked the goofy metalhead, truly. Eddie was a deeply misunderstand young man with a knack for theatrics and for making people laugh. You shook your head, clearly disagreeing with him here. The room was an utter mess.
âSo⌠youâre saying they blamed you for the murders in Hawkins? Because of a game you play?â
âYepp⌠they needed a villain to hunt down and I guess I was in the wrong place at the wrong time,â he mused, kicking a stool out of the way to reach for a guitar. It wasnât the one heâd used on top of his trailerâyou had heard him play, provoke the bats and their sensitive ears to distract Henry.
âTheyâre gullibleâŚâ
âYeah, they think Iâm a satanic cult leader and worship the devil.â He strummed the guitar once. It sounded horribly off, so he sat down to tune it.
âAnd do you?â you joked.
âOnly on Sundays,â he replied, making you laugh while exploring the room some more.
âDo you live here alone?â
âOh no, with my uncle. He works nights so Iâm alone a lot.â
âYour uncle⌠and youâre still at school?â The schoolbooks on one of the shelves gave it away.
âI was supposed to graduate almost three years ago butâŚââhe drew the word outââI guess we canât all be Albert Einsteins.â
âHow old are you?â
âTwenty-one. Even though this room is three years younger than that. Thatâs a pity. The new Metallica record would have made this place a lot better,â he added looking around.
âWhat is that supposed to mean?â you asked, tilting your head with your arms crossed.
âOh, Metallica is only one of the best metal bands in existence.â
âNo, not that part, I know who Metallica is, believe it or not.â In fact, you knew a lot of bands. That restaurant you got your pizza from for Eddie had an old jukebox with dozens of records on it. It didnât work down here but at least, it gave you some sort of idea of pop culture and music trends. âWhat do you mean by âthis room is three years younger than youâ?â
âYou didnât know that?â Eddie looked up from his guitar. It didnât sound like a question. You still shook your head.
âNo, I didnâtâŚâ
âThis place is quite literally three years behind. I mean, itâs a parallel world, right? Everything that happens up there in the real world, happens here as well. Only three years later.â
You raised your eyebrows. âRight. So then that means the food you ate earlier was three years old. Sorry about that.â
Eddie chuckled. âIâve eaten worse stuff. Wayne and I are horrible cooks.â
âYour uncle?â
âYes.â
âWhat about your parents? Where are they?â
âWellâŚâ Avoiding your gaze as if he was ashamed all of a sudden, his fingers played around with the tuning pegs. âMy mum left when I was just a kid⌠I donât really remember her and my old man⌠is currently in prison.â
âOh.â You werenât going to ask why. By the looks of it and Eddieâs darkening expression, it couldnât be too good.
Eddie strummed the guitar again, satisfied with the sound this time. The chords he played to follow up sounded beautifulâso melodic and calming compared to the screeching of your bat friends and the hungry growls of the other creatures residing around here. Not to mention the sounds Henry made every now and then, thinking he was scary. Well, not to you. To those kids, to Eddie⌠definitely. You shuddered.
âHow⌠how long have you been here?â he suddenly asked.
âItâs hard to say⌠now that I know that Iâve been living in the past but⌠Iâve⌠just⌠always been here. My whole life. Itâs always been⌠Iâve always been⌠like this.â You gave him a dramatic half-bow, pushing away the thought of the few like you that remained and that would kill you on sight.
âShit, how old are you?â
You shrugged. âJudging by the calendars you humans started to make⌠I would say a couple of hundred years.â
Eddie nodded, processing your words all but flabbergasted. âAnd you never thought of leaving?â
âI didnât know I could. Not until the veil between our dimensions cracked and opened up gates for the first time. But not all of them are the same, not since Henry started killing.â
âI need to get out of here,â he said. Another strum, as if to emphasise his statement. Your heart almost skipped a beat. He wanted to leave. But of course he did. There was nothing here for him. In fact, as a human, the atmosphere would sooner or later kill him. He didnât even know you that well, he had no reason to stay, and even if he did⌠some depraved and delusional part of you had imagined that for the first time in over a decade, youâd have a friend by your side. You swallowed. Perhaps even more. The way his fingers played that guitar, a stark contrast against the black colour of the instrument and the handmade writing on it⌠That simple action hit you square in the face like a blow. Eddie was bloody handsome.
âYou⌠want to go back,â you finally choked out just to say anything at all.
âYeahâŚ?â
âNo, of course you do. You couldnât possibly stay here.â
He nodded, slowly. âThey all think Iâm dead, that should give me an advantage for a while. Iâm still⌠wanted for murder, after all.â
âIâm sure youâll figure it out.â
Another thoughtful nod. This young man was carrying a burden far too heavy for his age. He paused when you said nothing else. âYou said there were cracks⌠now⌠between the dimensions?â
âThere are. But they would literally tear you in half if you attempted to walk through them. Even⌠what did you call them the other day? Demogorgons? Even they couldnât make it through. Henry can. He is the only one who can. You need a smaller gate. I know where to find one.â
Eddie looked up. âThere used to be one here. And at the lake and⌠and the forest. Thereâs different ones now? More?â
You nodded.
âCan you take me there?â
âI can but not yet.â
âNot yet?â
âEddie, we need to wait for my blood to be out of your system entirely. If something happens to you when youâre back⌠if you die⌠youâll turn into a vampire just like me.â
âRight⌠How long do we need to wait then?â The suspicion in his voice was clearly audible, eliciting a defeated sigh from you.
âJust a couple more days to be sure, please. Then I will take you to a gate, I promise.â
Eddie nodded once more, strumming another chord.
âWe should head back soon. The bats get hungry around this time. I donât want to draw any attention to you.â
âWhy canât we just stay here?â he asked. The innocence in his voice nearly had you melt⌠and the canines hidden away in your gums pressing to the surface eagerly.
âHere? Are you sure?â
âYeah⌠unless you, uh⌠sleep in a coffin?â
âOh, ouch, wow, that is an awful stereotype.â You grinned. âI donât sleep in a coffin. I do sleep upside down sometimes though.â
âWait, really?â Eddieâs eyes widened, eliciting a chuckle from you.
âNo! Donât you have sarcasm up there?â
Eddie put his guitar away and made himself comfortable on his unmade bed. âYouâre uh⌠welcome to join me then. Bedâs big enough.â
Tilting your head, you took a hesitant step forward. âArenât you afraid Iâm gonna bite you in your sleep?â
âIâd be as good as dead down here without your help, so uh⌠you might as well.â His bitter smile broke your heart but then again, what did you expect? That heâd fall to his knees before you in gratitude? You might have saved him but he had no reason to believe you had not done so for your own selfish gain, to keep him as a living blood bag. While a dark and malicious part of you buried deep in your heart rejoiced at the thought of that, the butterflies in your stomach stopped the dangerous thoughts from crawling to the surface.
âAlright then⌠only for a few hours. Then you grab what you need and we head back. Itâs not too safe in this area.â
âNeither here nor in the real worldâŚâ he muttered. Eddie closed his eyes, his body relaxing almost fast enough for you to be taken aback by it. Heâs still exhausted. Of course he was still exhausted. He almost fucking died and was now regenerating with your blood. Youâd truly taken a risk with himâand you could only hope that Eddie wasnât going to take any damage from your emergency medicine.
By the time you finally laid down next to him, the cute metalhead was sound asleep.
You knew you were in trouble when the butterflies in your belly fed on Eddieâs presence as if he was a drug, sweeter than any blood you had ever tasted. Over the next few days, long talks, and more three-year-old pizza, Eddie quickly became the closest to what you would call a partner in crime. Youâd never had oneâyou wouldnât know what it was truly like but if there was one thing you were certain about it was the fact that you were not supposed to desire a friend the way you did. To want to be close to him, listen to his heartbeat, feel that lively vein pulse beneath the sensitive skin of his neck, and find out if his lips were as soft as they lookedâŚ
â⌠so each class has different attributes and skills and weaknesses.â For the past hour, Eddie had been attempting to explain Dungeons and Dragons to you. You only understood half of what he was rambling but his passion for the fantasy game was reflected in every single word he spoke. He was sprawled out on the bed with an old D&D handbook he had found under his bed, one he had lost around two years ago, so heâd told you.
Very soon now, youâd venture out to the gate you had promised to bring him to. Youâd wanted to wait until the equivalent of daytime just in case your bats decided to disobey you after all.
Youâd miss him. As if heâd been in your life for years, you could already feel your heart tearing, leaving a void that would never heal. Were you being dramatic? Yes. But that changed nothing about the fact you were slowly realising that you, in the shortest time possible, had fallen in love with him.
âEddie? Why donât you tell me about those warlocks on the way to the gate?â you interrupted him gently. If you ripped him out of your life like a plaster, quick and easy, perhaps itâd hurt less. The sooner he was gone, the sooner you could learn to forget him.
Keep him with you. Feed him more of your blood. Make him stay. Your primal instincts mixed with your growing feelings, making your canines press against your gums almost painfully. Stop. Itâs time to say goodbye.
Eddie paused, glancing out of the window. Daylight was barely distinguishable from the night down here but the look of relief and excitement that washed over his face felt like a dagger lodging itself deep into your gut.
âOkay. Let me, uh⌠grab my things.â You did, watching each and every single one of his movements with curiosity and fascination. If you asked if you could come with him, what would he say? Would he laugh at you? Look at you incredulously? Both?
âYou think I could just take that D&D book with me?â
You chuckled. âI donât see why not. No one will miss it here.â
âThen, um⌠Iâm all set.â
âGood.â You smiled sadly. âThen letâs go.â
Perhaps youâd just stay in Eddieâs room, make it your new home. No one else was going to claim it once he was gone and that way⌠that way you could keep him in your memory. Your link to the outside world, the one friend youâd ever had down here in this lonely hellhole. You were like a lovesick puppy, detached from reality and what could and could not be, werenât you? You were pathetic.
You shook your head to chase away the thoughts as Eddie followed you through the gloomy dimension youâd learned they called the Upside Down towards one of the more hidden gates in the forest you had discovered on the same day you had found him after hunting.
And by the time you reached it⌠he might as well take your heart with him too.
âHere. Youâll have to crawl through. I⌠Iâm not sure what you should expect on the other side but⌠good luck. Youâre innocent, Eddie, I refuse to believe you wonât be able to clear things up.â
âYeah⌠maybe. I hope. UhâŚâ He stared at the hole in the tree stump as if itâd disappear if he took his brown eyes off of it.
âThanks. For uh⌠everything. You saved my life.â
âMy pleasure. Oh⌠you might want this back before you leave.â
Your hands were shaking as you pulled his bandana out of your back pocket. Youâd tried to clean the blood off of it but you assumed that up in the real world, theyâd have functioning washing machines.
Eddie reached for it with a smile. âThought I lost it.â
âWell, you didnât.â You stood on your tiptoes then, gently placing your palms on his chest to press a gentle kiss on his cheek.
Ask me to come with you. Ask me to stay with you. Please⌠tell me you donât want me to stay here all on my ownâŚ
âAre you gonna be okay?â he asked, tilting his head when I pulled away again, reluctantly removing my hands from him.
âIâll⌠be fine. Iâve always been here, remember? Good luck, Eddie.â
âB-bye,â he said, waving awkwardly before getting to the gooey ground.
And with every inch he crawled forward, your heart broke a little more until eventually⌠he was gone.
Fuck, were those tears? Your eyes were burning, your vision was all blurry. You blinked, frantically, to scare them away. It was for the best. Eddie didnât belong here. Sooner or later, he would have faced the consequences of staying down here. The atmosphere was toxic to humans, you reminded yourself, the lack of sunlight and vitamin D a constant threat to his well-being, not to mention his poor nutrition if he had kept eating leftovers from literal trash cans.
And yet⌠yet a part of you had hoped that, even after such a short time, Eddie would want to stay with you. He was an outcast in Hawkins, feared and hated by the majority of its people but here⌠here, he had someone who cared. Was that selfish? Probably. If only⌠if only you had bothered to find out if his lips were as soft as they looked. If only you had been able to capture the moment of sleeping in his arms forever. But the memory would fade, just like your real name. Kas. You smiled to yourself. That was who you were now. You would use his name for you with pride.
When you shoved your hands into the pockets of your leather coat, something hard and cold brushed against your knuckles. Frowning, you blinked once more, pulling out a tiny silver object. Your lips parted when you realised that it was one of Eddieâs rings. A silver cross surrounded by four skulls. Donât forget me. He must have slipped it in your pocket when youâd kissed him goodbye. A sad smile tugged on the corners of your mouth before you slid it on.
Then your heart sank. You felt his presence before you glanced behind you. You didnât turn around to face him.
âWhat do you want, Henry?â
âYou hid a boy here. Nursed him back to health. What for?â
âLeave him out of it. He was just collateral damage to you anyway. And it doesnât matter anymore. Heâs gone now. Heâs back in Hawkins.â
âThen he will die regardless. They will all die. Remember what you promised me.â
âI did my part, Henry. The bats did what you asked them to, they protected your precious home and they will wreak havoc once the cracks are safe enough to⌠travel through. Thereâs nothing more I can do to help you.â
Henry growled and you spun around, fuming. âThanks to you, Iâll never be able to have a life up there. That was the one thing you promised me. That I would be able to leave this place.â
âYou will, bat. No need to remind me.â Bat. Not Kas. Not what Eddie had named you.
âYes. I will return to a pile of ashes and decay.â To a place where, even if Hawkinsâ people mysteriously survived, you could never be with Eddie simply because of what you were. âTheyâll start another attempt, you know,â you insisted when he turned to leave. âThey will not stop until youâre dead. If I have learned anything about Hawkins, itâs that they will fight back until their very last breath.â
âThen their very last breath it shall be,â Henry responded. You flinched when he made the gate disappear with but a flick of his wristâlong, gooey vines annihilating the only way up that you knew currently existed. Your only way up should you ever decide to take the risk and leave, hoping the humans would not hunt you down simply because you came from the Upside Down. Not if, you realised. When.
You hissed at Henry, baring your fangs before he vanished, and twisting the silver ring on your finger. You had to warn Eddie. You owed him that.
Before the goofy metalhead came into your life, you hadnât known your heart to be capable of so many emotions at once. You longed for him, missed him with every fibre of your being, and yet, with every step you ventured out further away from his trailer in search of another gate to reunite with him, the more your heart bled for your bats.
Leaving them behind and to their fate after what you had asked them to do⌠it felt wrong to leave them in the lurch but what other choice did you have? Hundreds, if not thousands of people would have to let their life up in the real world where, according to Eddieâs stories, there were oceans and actual sunlight. You had needed a push, something to finally pick up the courage and get away from this bleak existence. But youâd never considered paying a price this high.
The fire hit you out of nowhere. Hot and scourging, it singed your skin, blinding you and throwing you to the ground. You covered your face with a shriek, the burning and unbearable sensation having you thrash on the dirty ground in pain.
Your lungs filled with hot hair, the crackling and windy sounds drowning out even your own screaming. But then you suddenly heard his voice.
Were you hallucinating? Perhaps you were dying. Perhaps you were already dead. Perhaps Henry had killed you and your mind attempted, frantically, to make the traumatic experience more endurable.
Eventually, the fire ceased in a way it almost appeared like your attacker was being shoved away, with only the sizzling of your burned skin remaining. Angry red marks and blisters formed wherever the flames had tasted you and licked across you, including your cheeks and palms.
Trembling, you curled up on the ground, still too blinded to make out the person who knelt down beside you and cradled you in their arms. Those hands, however, adorned with cool silver rings⌠Eddie.
âShit, shit, shit⌠Kas, are you okay? Look at me. Hey⌠hey! Are you okay? Open your eyes, Kas, please open your eyes!â His panicked voice made you want to calm him down, providing you with just enough energy to do as he asked.
âOh, thank god⌠are you okay? Iâm so sorry, Iâm sorryâŚâ
âY-youâre back,â you choked out, taken hostage by a coughing fit only a fraction of a second later.
âYeah⌠yeah, Iâm back.â You felt his palm against the side of your cheek that was not burned, calloused fingers stroking over your cheekbone.
âW-what can I do? Are you gonna be okay?â
ââŚn-need⌠-oodâŚâ Talking was exhausting. Keeping your eyes open was exhausting. Fighting against the pain was so tiring it would have been so easy to give in to cool darkness and slip into blissful unconsciousness.
âWhat? What do you need? Speak up, sweetheart.â
Sweetheart. You didnât care you probably had an audience. You could sense them. More humans besides your attacker, at least two.
âBl-âŚood⌠I need blood.â
Eddieâs eyes widened. âCould you⌠I mean, could you drink from me? Would⌠would that work?â
You noddedâbarely visible to the naked eye, your chin moved up and down once. Eddie caught it nonetheless. Without any hesitation whatsoever, he leaned down to you until your warm and shaking lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his neck, his long hair acting like a curtain and shielding you from the eyes of his friends.
This time, as soon as your instincts took over, you let them. Your fangs appeared within a second, your eyes turning blood-red. Your mouth watered in joyful anticipation when you opened it, sinking your pair of sharp teeth straight into his neck, breaking the skin, and⌠fuck, he tasted divine. So good and sweet and rich andâŚ
Eddie flinched when you bit him but, albeit carefully, held you even tighter, mutely urging you on.
âShit, what the fuck is happening here? Eddie? Eddie!â
âNo, Steve, stop! Itâs fine.â The metalhead did not elaborate, not for now and not until you had enough of your strength back to dig your fingers into his shoulders, feeling the cool leather of his jacket under your fingertips.
You promised to yourself that you would take five more sipsâone, two, three, four⌠five⌠Reluctantly, you pulled away and licked your lips. Youâd left a bite mark on himâone he quickly covered with his hair.
âA-are you good? Do you need more?â You shook your head in response, feeling your fangs retreat and your eyes, hopefully, returning to their usual colour.
The one with the fireâSteve Harringtonâglared at you suspiciously, holding a lighter in one, and a can of hairspray in the other hand. The other two were young womenâstrong, intimidating almost. One more so than the other.
âEveryone⌠this is Kas.â
âKas?â one of the girls repeated. âSheâs the one who saved your life?â
Eddie nodded. âThis is Robin,â he said, nodding towards the girl whoâd spoken up. âAnd this is Nancy, and this⌠is Steve.â
âSorry about that. I thought you wereâŚâ
âItâs fine⌠Eddie told me you guys are generally suspicious of everything down here.â
âCanât blame us. Last time we were everything tried to kill us.â
You blinked at him before turning your attention back to Eddie. âWhy did you come back?â
âThatâs a long story butâŚâ
âOne we donât have time for right now,â Nancy interrupted. You felt the urge to snap at her and you probably would have if you didnât still feel weak. Your wounds were regenerating but it would take your body some time to fully recover from the attack.
Fire⌠the one lethal thing that could kill you instantly. If Eddie hadnât stopped himâŚ
âHenry closed the gate you escaped through. Heâs gonna make his move. Soon. I tried to come and warn you, find another one.â
âWe need to get you out of here then, sweetheart.â There it was againâthat adorable nickname that you liked even better than Kas. You nodded once more, too weak for your mind to toss around all those thoughts youâd surely have if you hadnât just escaped death by a smidge.
âIâll uh⌠Iâll take her back.â
âBack? You want to bring her to Hawkins? What if sheââ
âShe wonât, Steve,â Eddie snapped at him. But when he turned to you again, scooping you up like a bride, his voice instantly became softer again. âCan you walk?â
â⌠donât knowâŚâ
âItâs okay⌠Iâll carry you.â
His kind offer was the last thing you heard before you finally succumbed to the welcoming darkness.
âKas? Like the vampire Kas? Sheâs Kas? Dude, I thought you were talking about some eerie humanoid bat person, not⌠not a girl!â
âYeah no. No, thatâs who I meant. I know how fucked up this is, manâŚâ Eddieâs voice became muffled for a moment, almost as if he was hiding his face in his hands.
âSo⌠sheâs not⌠is she linked to Vecna? Because if she is and we kill him, wouldnât that mean that she dies too?â
âNo,â you croaked out before Eddie could respond to the other person. Two heads whipped in your direction instantly, one of which you did not recognise. You shifted uncomfortably. You were lying softly, covered with a blanket that smelled like Eddie and cigarette smoke. Someone had removed your leather coat too.
âW-where am I?â
âYouâre in my bed⌠again.â Eddieâs cheeky grin warmed you from the inside out, even more so because he blushed. âWelcome to Hawkins, sweetheart. Youâre in the real world. The Up⌠if you will.â
âYou said⌠you said you wouldnât die if we kill Vecna?â the boy with the curly hair and a hat that read Thinking Cap asked.
âThatâs Dustin,â Eddie explained. âHeâs a friend.â
You nodded. âNo. Iâve been in the Upside Down for much longer than Henry. Heâs⌠made this world his master but not me. I just happened to be in it when he arrived.â
âYou were⌠born there?â
âYes.â
âSo there are others? Like you?â
You shot Eddie a hesitant glance. You hadnât told him about thatâyou hadnât wanted to freak him out even more. âThere are. But not in the upside-down version of Hawkins. I was the only one there.â
âSo⌠so you donât have to go back eventually to not⌠drop dead if the gates close?â Dustin probed.
âNo.â At least, thatâs what you hoped. You had no solid proof that you wouldnât turn to dust once the first ever sunbeams you had ever seen with your own eyes hit your skin either. You already had a feeling you would have to remain in the shadows as best as you could but unlike Eddie in the Upside Down⌠you were pretty certain you could survive in this dimension. You were not human, after all. It was in your very nature to adapt. The question was⌠would the humans tolerate you after all the evil that Henry had brought upon Hawkins through the gates?
âThe others,â you started then, âNancy, Robin, and Steve⌠are they still down there?â
âYeah. They should be back anytime now. We uh, found another gateâby chance, really. They went back to the Creel house. Vecnaâs house, trying to find⌠something. Anything that could help us stop him. We donât have a lot of options left at the moment.â
You nodded once more. âWhat happened here in the meantime? Were you able to clear your name?â
âNot⌠really. Yet. Iâm still in hiding, technically but uh⌠Hopperâs working on it.â
âHopper?â
âHeâs the Sheriff of Hawkins. Or he used to be,â Dustin intervened.
A third nod. Quite frankly, you were overwhelmed with being in a different dimension altogetherâyou finally understood how Eddie must have felt, especially after almost dying. You almost laughed out loud. The exact same thing had happened to you now. The irony was truly hilarious.
The noise that came from outside the trailer was audible to you first. With your enhanced hearing, you instantly made out the voices of Steve, Nancy and Robin. Moments later, the front door opened. Dustin sped out of the room, closing the door to Eddieâs room in the process.
âHow are you feeling now?â Eddie asked.
âBetter but⌠still weak.â
âDo you need more blood?â
Guilt washed over your entire body as you bit your lower lip. You were hesitant to nod for a fourth time. Eddie caught the hint nonetheless. But just when you were about to ask him to bring you an animal or a blood bag from the hospitals in this dimension, he spoke up again.
âDrink from me again.â
âEddieâŚâ
âJust do it, sweetheart. Iâll be fine. You need your strength back.â
Finally, the metalhead sat down on the bed with you. Your heart sped up when he pulled you onto his lap and your legs hugged his hips, his calloused fingers exploring your back.
Biting back a moan, you brushed his lovely hair out of the wayâand as soon as his scent hit you, it was game over, and sunk your fangs into him and drank.
Eddieâs grip around you tightened, almost as if he was unwilling to let go of you anytime soon. Almost as if⌠almost as if he was enjoying it. But that was impossible, right? You were hurting him. You were sucking the very essence that kept him alive out of his bodyâŚ
In your hungry haze, you noticed the door opening again only a few seconds too late. Dustin walked back in, followed by Robin, Nancy and Steve. You looked up with your teeth still lodged deep inside Eddieâs neck, noticing their horrified expressions.
I must look like a monster to them. Red eyes, dark purple veins under them, sharp fangs, and a murderous, famished expressionâŚ
You forced yourself to pull away, bloody fangs and lips surely glistening in the artificial light in Eddieâs room. You covered your mouth quickly and licked yourself clean, turning away so you wouldnât have to face them again for a brief moment.
You could tell that Eddie was about to ask if youâd had enough or if you needed more when he too realised that you had an audience.
âDid you find anything?â Eddie asked.
âNothing.â Steve didnât take his eyes off of you. You leaned back again, covering yourself with Eddieâs blanket so youâd have something to do with your hands, making it clear you didnât want any attention, especially after what theyâd just witnessed.
Steve nodded towards you nonetheless. âAre you sure we can trust her, Munson? I donât care if sheâs like one of your D&D characters.â
âWait⌠what? You named me after a D&D character?â
Eddie blushed. âUh⌠yeah⌠a vampire who works for Vecna but eventually betrays and kills him.â
âOh. Well, that sounds about right.â
âSo youâre on our side.â
âOf course Iâm on your side. Steve, is it, right?â
âYou said you wanted to come to warn me. Us. Vecnaâs gonna make his play soon?â
âI⌠yes. The bats will be first. Henryâs planning on opening more gates to let them all through. To let them loose in Hawkins.â
âBut I thought he doesnât control them. You do?â
âThatâs⌠I⌠I wanted to tell you butâŚâ
âYou told them to attack Hawkins,â he concluded.
âNo! I mean, I⌠I told them to invade the town once he opens the gates.â
âWhat! Are you crazy?â Steve bellowed. You flinched, the loud noise hurting your ears a little.
âThatâs what your deal was about? You didnât tell me that. You said the bats were harmless if theyâre not provoked.â
âEddie, Iâm sorry⌠I couldnât⌠thatâs why I was about to come here. I wanted to give you a headstart, all of you. I wanted to make things right becauseâŚâ Because Iâm falling in love with you. You stopped yourself before you could end the sentence and embarrass yourself even further.
âSo when they make it through⌠can you stop them?â Robin intervened. In the meantime, Nancy and Dustin only glared at you all but speechless.
âI can try.â
Eddie reached for your hand. âYou said they listen to you.â
âThey do but⌠they are simple-minded creatures. Once theyâre up there, there will be more prey for them than theyâve ever known to exist. They might not aim to kill but they will attack when they get hungry. Not out of maliceâsimply because itâs in their nature. They want to survive. And the more food they have available to them, the more strength they can build.â
âWell thatâs just great,â Steve remarked with sarcasm dripping from his voice.
âOkay, you know what⌠letâs call it a night. Nothing good will still come out of us arguing with her. Letâs meet again tomorrow and plan our next steps then,â Nancy said.
âYeah⌠itâs a little awkward all of you standing around in my room like that.â You chuckled to yourself when Eddie grinned at them. Seeing him smile was not only a relief, it was a revelation.
âOkay, I donât mean to freak anyone out but do we still have until tomorrow?â Robin argued.
âI can sense the bats. Iâll know. Weâre safe, for now.â
âGood to know. Youâre right. Not you, Munson, Nancy. Weâll catch up tomorrow. Are you sure youâre gonna be fine here⌠all alone⌠with⌠with Kas?â
âYeah, Iâll be fine.â
âIâll behave,â you added, daring a little smirk.
Steve and Robin blinked at you as if youâd just admitted to killing a puppy.
âOkay⌠good night, Eddie. Weâll call tomorrow.â Dustin was the only one who waved before they all staggered out of the room one by one and Eddie shifted on the bed so he could lie down next to you. You still waited until the door fell shut to scoot closer and place your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Even after only such a short time⌠you had missed the sound of it.
âIâm⌠Iâm really happy to see you.â
Eddie smirked. âIâm really happy to see you too. You kept my ring,â he remarked, nodding at your hand which was tracing the print on the band shirt he was wearing.
âI found it in my pocket after youâd left.â
âNah, yeah I thought Iâd leave you a little something so you wouldnât forget me.â
âI donât think itâs physically possible to forget someone like you, Eddie. At first⌠at first, I thought Iâd never see you again. Thatâs stupid, right? We met only a couple of weeks ago.â Just say it. I like you. Three little words, so easy. Fuck⌠you were no silly teenager with a fear of rejection. You were a goddamn vampire, for Heavenâs sake! You could deal with a human boy not reciprocating your feelings. Feelings that seemed to consume every fibre of your being andâŚ
Your heart stopped when his lips landed on yours. Suddenly. Out of nowhere. The kiss was almost too brief, with no tongues attempting a battle for dominance.
When he pulled away, he instantly panicked. âSorry⌠was that too much? Or too soon? I⌠fuck, I thought I lost you there when Steve didnât put that fucking hairspray away.â
âI guess weâre even now then. I want you⌠no, I need you to kiss me again.â That made him grin, mischievously so. âI wanted to stay with you. But I also wanted to go back home, you know?â
âEddie⌠staying would have killed you.â
âI wanted to ask you to come with me.â Slash. Like a dagger twisting in your heart.
âWhy didnât you?â
âBecause⌠I donât know, isnât it like⌠a big thing to ask someone to leave their dimension to live in another?â His breath was warm against your lips. You let your fingertips trail over the two bite marks you had given him.
âI had been hoping to get out. Ever since that first gate opened a few years ago. I just⌠didnât have the guts to do it yet. Because of Henry⌠Vecna⌠what do you think will happen when they find out what I am, Eddie? Your friends clearly donât trust me, in fact, Iâm absolutely sure they hate me.â
âThey donât hate you. Theyâre⌠suspicious? I mean, so was I⌠you can be pretty mean and scary.â
You gave him a weak smile. âWhat about the other humans? Theyâll hunt me down and shoot me dead, or lock me up in a lab to experiment on once they realise where I came from.â
âI wonât let that happen to you.â
âPromise?â you breathed out.
âPromiseâŚâ And with that, his lips were back on yours, more eager this time to drink you in like you were his last meal. Eddieâs left hand came around the back of your neck, pulling you even closer to him all the while you hooked one of your legs over his lower body, your right hand grabbing a fistful of his t-shirt.
His mouth tasted almost as divine as his blood. You could make out cigarettes, a faint hint of weed and⌠some sort of honeyed cornflakes and pizza. Fuck, you wanted to devour him whole.
Getting a little braver, you crawled on top of him so you could straddle him, your hands exploring his clothed chest all the while your tongue teased his soft lips, asking for entrance. Eddieâs mouth opened wider and you sought out his tongue, starting a passionate fight.
By the time he pulled away out of breath, his hands still stroking your back, you were almost too far gone to remember the threat that was lurking in the Upside Down.
âYou still hungry?â he murmured.
You raised an eyebrow at him. âIâm starting to think you like me drinking from you.â
âYeah, well, uh⌠itâs pretty hot⌠to be honest. Very metal. I⌠kinda enjoy it.â
Hearing those words from his mouth⌠fuck, you wanted to pounce on him, feed on him and fuck him all at the same time. Tilting your head with your eyes turning red, you trailed your fingertips over the side of his face, making him shiver. His brown orbs widened as soon as he noticed the colour change in yours.
âI need you to rest. I canât take so much at once. Let your body recover first. I⌠could be persuaded to have another sip tomorrow.â
âBut are you gonna be alright?â
You nodded. âThe wounds have healed well. Perks of not being human. Iâll be back to normal by tomorrow.â
âYou sure, sweetheart?â There it was again. Sweetheart. You suppressed a sigh.
âIâm sure. Letâs⌠letâs get some sleep.â
Eddie stole another kiss from you before he obeyed, draping the blanket over the both of you. You fell asleep in his arms, listening to his breath slowly evening out as he too wandered off to dreamland.
Steve kept his promise. The next morning, it had barely struck eight am before Eddieâs phone rang, ripping you both from your slumber. The metalhead almost fell out of bed when he went to answer it, quickly barking a few words into the little construction before leaning his forehead against the wall, still half-asleep.
By the time he finally brought himself to crawl back into bed, you too managed to open your eyes, wrapping your arms around him to stay warm. You never thought youâd enjoy body heat so much. You were used to the cold, used to sleeping aloneâand even though you knew that there was only so much heat that you could take, cuddling with Eddie made your heart pound and put your mind at ease. You felt safe, protectedâŚ
âHeyâŚâ
âHeyâŚâ
âYou hungry?â You giggled like a little girl, burying your face in his neck. His excitement was tangibleâin fact, you were certain you would be able to taste it if you bit him right now.
âHow about you have some breakfast first? I donât want you to faint on me.â
âYeah, coffee and a cigarette actually do sound like a great idea.â
âA cigarette? For breakfast? I mean real food, Eddie. No wonder humans have such short lives.â
He grinned and you followed him into the kitchen. The fridge didnât have much to offer. There was some open yoghurt in there that, according to the smell, had expired already, a half-empty egg carton, some milk, and some leftover pizza on a plate with some cling foil on top of it. Unceremoniously, Eddie took it out and chucked it in the microwave. You scrunched up your nose. In the meantime, he made sure to make himself some coffee and finally, lit himself a cigarette.
âIâm pretty sure the food I got you in the Upside Down tasted better than what youâre consuming right now.â
The metalhead shrugged. âWayneâs gonna bring some groceries home when he gets back from his shift. Since I still canât just⌠you know⌠stroll into a supermarket and stuff.â
âHow⌠how did he react when he learned youâre still alive?â
âHe was⌠relieved. Hugged me. Even cried. The old man treats me better than my own father. Heâs more of a dad to me than heâll ever be.â
âIâm glad you were in good hands then when you left.â Me. The last word you almost choked on. The microwave started beeping just when he finished his cigarette and extinguished its butt in the ashtray on the kitchen table.
Growing a little more confident about your surroundings now, you hoisted yourself up on the counter all the while Eddie dug into his left-over pizza.
By the time he only had one piece left on his plate, there was a barely visible film of fat around his lips which he quickly wiped away with the back of his hand. You smirked. So he always ate like he was starving.
Raising an eyebrow, you slid off the counter, walked over to him, and sat down on the table next to his plate. His eyes widened and his smirk⌠downright mischievous, even more so when you reached for his wrist and held it with both your hands. You bared your fangs and sank them into his flesh.
You certainly did not imagine the moan that escaped his lips when you broke the skin, his own food and coffee quickly forgotten. When you released him, the look on his gorgeous face was so aroused, you could have pounced on him. Maybe you could. Maybe you should.
Licking the last droplets of his blood from your lips, you pushed yourself forward so you came to sit on Eddieâs lap. Your mouth was on his before he realised what was happening, your hands grabbing fistfuls of his long hair that was still completely dishevelled from sleeping.
And once again, you became so caught up in each other that you did not hear the knock soon enoughânor the door opening and Eddieâs friends spreading inside the kitchen and living room area as if theyâd seen a ghost. The only one who was missing was the kid with the hat. Dustin. You liked him.
Eddie held you tightly when you attempted to move off of him. When none of them dared say the first word, you took the initiative, braver than yesterday now that you were feeling better again too.
âYou all look surprised Eddie is still alive after spending the night with me.â
âYeah⌠you canât⌠really⌠blame us,â Steve choked out. Robin nodded with an apologetic expression on her face. Nancy was the only one whose poker face was so impenetrable you were starting to wonder whether she had slept at all last night.
âThis is Jonathan,â she finally said, introducing you to the stranger they had brought with them. You tilted your head. Jonathan looked like social awkwardness personified. He nodded at you with half a smile.
Theyâre still scared of me, you thought, biting your lower lip.
Eddie cleared his throat so they would stop staring at you. âSo? Any news?â
âUh, yeah. Joyce is on her way with El and Will.â
âWhat about Hopper?â
âSays heâs currently busy with filing that police report on Jason Carver to prove you didnât kill him.â
âRight.â
âIn the meantime, we need to get back to the War Zone. We need more weapons. Like, now. Are you coming with us, Munson?â
âI want to stay with Eddie,â you instantly blurted out.
The metalhead reached for your hand and squeezed it.
âNo offence⌠but I donât think itâs a good idea for you to roam freely around Hawkins⌠yet,â Steve said. He almost sounded a little like he was sorry. Perhaps he didnât loathe you after allâeven if heâd almost killed you last night.
âNone taken. I donât exactly feel ready to either. But Iâm not staying here alone.â
âIâll stay,â Eddie reassured you. âIâll stay with you.â
âUm, Kas⌠we need you to tell us how we can get rid of your bats. I mean⌠Iâm assuming you donât want us to kill them,â Steve offered.
âAbsolutely not.â
âThatâs what we thought, so⌠is there a way to weaken them?â
You took a deep breath, contemplating whether you could trust them. If the bats got hurt, that would be on youâyour fault.
âThey donât like warmth. Theyâll steer away from it, just like me. If you found a way to keep Hawkins hot enough, they would retreat and hide in the woods. Thatâs the best advice I can offer you. I donât want you to harm them.â
âAre they like⌠your children?â Jonathan asked carefully.
âNo, theyâre⌠weâre just very alike.â You didnât elaborate and you were sure you didnât have to, not really.
âSo thatâs nothing new then. Our next step should be to get in touch with Hopper, thereâs gotta be a way to heat the city up so the bats will stay clear from everyone.â Nancy sounded determined, earning her an obedient nod from Jonathan.
âJust donât⌠donât make any loud noises, not like you did in the Upside Down. Youâd want to get rid of whatâs causing you pain too,â you added when they both turned to leave. They acknowledged it with a quick wave, leaving only Steve and Robin behind.
âThat means Robin and I will head to the War Zone until El and Will get here. Take this.â Steve handed Eddie what looked like a portable phone. You realised quickly it must have been a walkie-talkie. And then, with a brief goodbye, they too were out of the door again.
For a few heartbeats, it remained silent. It was a comfortable and yet tense silence both at the same time. Eventually, you leaned your forehead against Eddieâs. You noticed only now that his wrist was still bleeding a little and heâd grabbed an old and probably used napkin on the table to cover it up.
âWho are they? El and Will?â
âEl has superpowers, literally. Like⌠like Vecna.â
You gasped. âShe must be the girl heâs coming after Hawkins for then.â
Eddie nodded, his hands caressing your waist. âAnd Will is the boy who went missing a few years back. Got possessed by the Mind Flayer and I think he can still⌠feel Vecna? I donât know, itâs all so fucked up.â
âIâve heard of him. I never saw him but there was this red-haired girlâŚâ Guilt washed over you as you bit your lower lip. That girl had been one of those victims you had fed onâsheâd been too far gone to stay alive for much longer and stillâŚ
âA⌠a red-haired girl? Was she⌠was she wearing a cheerleading uniform⌠by any chance?â
âI⌠no, she wore glasses and high-waisted trousers.â
âOhâŚâ
âWho is⌠was the other girl?â
âChrissy. She⌠uh⌠she died right here in our⌠in our living room.â Eddieâs brown eyes trailed over to where Vecna must have taken her life, creating a gate and spreading fear and horror. Your lips parted the more distant Eddie became and you quickly realised why.
âYou have survivorâs guiltâŚâ
âWhat?â
âThat girl⌠an innocent girl died and there was nothing you could have done to save her. Eddie, itâs not your fault. This is Vecna.â
âYeah⌠yeahâŚâ Clearing his throat, he tore his gaze away from the invisible spot in the living room. âI just wish I didnât run away, you know.â
âEddie⌠I saw you in the Upside Down. Youâre brave. And⌠youâve got a vampire sitting on your lap right now.â
He laughed. âYeah, I guess⌠thatâs true.â
âWhen does your uncle get home again?â
âShould be another hour or so.â
âGood. Then how about we continue where we left off?â
Eddie swallowed. As if youâd flipped a switch on him, his brown eyes glistened with unfulfilled desire yet again. âAre you sure?â
You let your eyes turn red. Eddie grinned when you bared your fangs at him and winked. âIâm sure. Are you?â
He nodded and you watched him frown when you gently pushed the wrist he offered you away to focus on his neck instead. His scent was intoxicating when your nose brushed against his sensitive skin.
Perhaps it would take a while longer for Eddieâs friends to accept you the way he had. Perhaps you too, much like Eddie, would have to live in hiding for a few months. But once Vecna was gone⌠once your bats were back in the Upside Down safely and all threats to his life, to all of their lives, were eliminated⌠then maybe youâd both get your happy end. You both deserved it.
A/N: I am more than inclined to write more vampire!Reader x Eddie. Perhaps one where RC turns Eddie after all? Or a Part 2 to this one? Hot vampire sex? Ohhh, the possibilities are endless! đ
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