#vampire!joseph

"Evil is like a Vampire. When you take arms against it and destroy it, you find in the end that you are evil too-that it is living on your own actions."

Joseph looked at his claws and ran his teeth over his fangs.  Oh god.  What if he scratched Caesar and turned him into a vampire?  He wasn’t entirely sure how being a vampire even worked.  All he really knew was that vampires were huge, hulking monsters regardless of the size they’d been in life.  Joseph had to crouch to get under a lot of doors because of his height.  He knew vampires fed on blood, and that the newborns--like him--were usually mindless beasts consumed with getting blood and eating humans.

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“Ow.  That looks like it was painful.  I’m...honestly surprised that you got out alive from that.”  He winced at the sight of the scar and gently pushed Caesar’s pants up.  Young vampires could do that.  Joseph couldn’t remember if there ever was a time when he acted like this.  Then again, he wasn’t sure what went wrong with the creation process that made him.  Something must have gone wrong enough that it would produce any sort of ability to think and not to mindlessly attack for food.  

“So.  Hotel?  Let’s go there.  Can’t be worse than sleeping on the streets and me waking up at night to hunt.”  Sighing, he retracted his claws and slouched enough that he’d look like he was merely tall and not trigger whatever human impulse made so many of them fearful.

Joseph snarled as he crouched over the blood bag he’d sunk his teeth into.  How dare anyone question his feeding habits.  He hadn’t eaten in almost a week, he hadn’t been able to think properly before getting told to be a distraction.  He gulped down the last sweet, delicious morsels of blood from the blood bag--yes, it was big, and shaped like a human, but he didn’t care about that at the moment--and pulled away.  Still crouched, he licked his claws and then his sharp, pointed fangs.

Ahhh, much better!  With a big grin, the vampire stood up to his full height and took in a few breaths.  “I hadn’t eaten in a week, stupid Caesarino!  Thinking about shit was hard!  And that wasn’t murder, I don’t think, I was just getting a meal!”  His stomach growled, and he patted it.  Yup.  Not full yet.  Curse his big appetite.

What good had carrying the Joestar name and lineage ever done him and his family?  His grandfather and father died carrying that lineage.  Now he was the latest to have that name.  The latest to get that legacy.

He didn’t want it.  Joestars were heroes.  They ended up saving people, hunting things.  Always sacrificing and fighting for what was right.  If he did that, he’d just die young and never get to live.

Joseph didn’t want to be a hero.  He didn’t want to do what was right.  He just wanted to live in comfort and luxury.  If that meant becoming a vampire, he’d do it.  He found the stone mask and stuck it on his face.  It needed blood as an activation, so he cut his arm deep enough to bleed.  Smeared that blood over the mask when he brought his arm up to it.  And he collapsed to the ground, eyes closed as he started feeling agony wrack his body.  

Joseph lets out a pleased noise when his head’s scratched.  It’s nice to have his hair fluffed by little Caesar.  And sure, it’s definitely odd that the two of them knew each other before amnesia, but at least he’s getting affection.

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“MIO DIO, JOSEPH!” Caesar fluttered over to his face frantically.  His hands skimmed over the other’s skin, nervously touching the shards.

“Oh, mio stella, that’s not an alternate dimension.  That’s called a mirror, it, um, is a reflection of anything around it.. But vampires don’t have reflections, so that’s why you’re not in it...” Caesar, uses his glamour to shrink himself down, as he begins to pull out some of the glass shards from Joseph’s head. 

Joseph felt blood on his lips when he woke up.  He blinked a few times, not used to this sensation of...what was that on his face?  Clawing at it with newly sharp nails, he felt...stone.  Oh god.  Someone put a stone mask on his face and bled on it to activate it.