#vampire!renjun

when everything is on fire, there's nothing like the taste of red.

"you're pretty sweet for a vampire." 🥀

• It's hard when you're a young vampire who doesn't like the taste of human blood, especially when your family is the most vicious clan in the supernatural world. •

Renjun sat at his desk in the getaway tower, this is where he always came when his family were feeding. He hated what they did, how they lured the innocent into their home, acting as though the castle was a 'tourist attraction'. He couldn't tell if that was worse than what they were doing, the fact that most of these people were foreign and are here on holiday. They're poor families back at home...

Renjun looked out the small barred window, he had tried to run away on many occasions before when it wasn't locked, his family eventually found out and starting putting bars on every window across the castle.

His clan was called bloodlust (Shì xiě in chinese), they were the most renowned clan in the vampire, and supernatural, regions. They were known for their killings in masses and how they killed for fun even when they were full, the castle was a blood shed, no vampire had ever dared to stand up to his clan. They protected themselves by showing how ruthless they were, not Renjun though, never Renjun.

Instead he sat here in his little tower, everyday, every hour, every second. Slowly he was wasting away, he could feel it, though his family never thought twice about it, never really forced him to eat. When he was younger he had to drink, but he was young and naive then, he was never allowed to watch the killings take place instead he was just given a sachet of blood and was told to drink from it. It had looked innocent, he never understood where it came from but when he turned 16 and was seen as old enough to even be a part of this act, he swore to never drink again.

So now he sits there, wasting away, he hasn't eaten for a month. His family have never checked up on him, never really realised he was gone. Until this fateful day that was.

There was hammering on his door, he always kept it locked, and shouts from outside. He didn't hear it at first, he was too dazed, but when they knocked the door down and his older brother lifted him up by the collar, he definitely heard and felt that.

"H-hi Huang." Renjun whispered daintily, trying to smile.

"Mother demands we bring you to her." He stated, refusing to look him in the eye.

Renjun faintly nodded, not having the energy to fight back or argue. When he was placed down to walk he collapsed to the floor, his legs way too weak to hold him up.

"I'm sorry b-brother." He muttered trying to pick himself up but falling back down.

"It's fine." Huang leant down to pick up Renjun. "I'll just carry you down." He said, moving towards the door.

Renjun looked up to see his sister, Sakheli, staring at him painfully. She blocked the way down the stairs so Huang gave her a gentle nudge.

"Sorry." She moved to the side. "Renjun you look terrible." She said by accident, but making it clear she meant it.

"Thanks Sakheli." He snapped, rolling his eyes. She looked as though she wanted to say something else but stopped herself, not wanting to worsen yours twos bond.

You see, Renjun and Sakheli used to be close, combined at the hip close. Even when they were younger they both hated the taste of blood, they promised eachother when renjun turns 16 they won't touch it at all. Sakheli promised, but as the time came, she refused. She told him he was being unrealistic, that he was going to get himself killed, so he did it without her.

Huang carried him into the dining room, there wasn't really any need for one, just his mother liked being at the head of the table.

"Ahh Renjun darling. Where have you been? You look so weak my sweet one." She held her hands out to give him a kiss though he pulled away. "Now don't be like that, after everything I'm about to do for you." She had an even smile on her face, her hands clasped together in front of her.

Huang placed him in a chair, before he could register anything steel clasps went around his ankles and wrists, keeping him trapped in the chair. Now Renjun was frantic.

"M-mother please no." He tried his best to be loud but he couldn't.

She placed a finger to Renjun's lips, "We are going to make you healthy again little one." She laughed then clapped, beckoning two more vampires foward, both holding a sachet of blood.

"You should thank us, we saved you some." She stroked his delicate features. "You've always been ungrateful for everything we've done for you, but I cannot have my youngest dying. If it were Huang I would have let him die." Renjun saw his brother wince in the corner. "But my little baby, of course not." She smiled, her eyes never leaving his.

"Now show me your little fangs." She cooed, taking a sachet of blood from on of the vampires. Renjun moved his head, his fangs coming out yearning for the blood, having a mind of their own. "So you do want it. I knew it!" She giggled.

"Hold his head still!" She snapped at Sakheli and Huang.

"Yes mother, right away mother." They both grabbed his head, however not watching what was about to happen.

The blood bag got closer and closer, eventually getting to his fangs.

"Push his head foward." Sakheli began to tear up and Huang forced his eyes shut.

"Y-yes mother." They both said in unison.

They pushed his head foward, his fangs burst the sealing, the taste of blood hit his tongue and tricked down his throat.

He began to cry as the blood carried on pouring down his throat, only getting faster and faster. Then he blacked out, forcing his eyes to close and his brain to not feel what is going on. What surprised him next however was the flash of light, the feeling of lightness, the taste of blood leaving his mouth completely. And this time it wasn't him doing it.

Renjun opened his eyes only to be met with an angel, he shuffled back uncertainty washing over him, yet he also felt a strong innocence radiating from the man in front of him.

"You're safe now." He said pained. "I'm Taeyong, and this is N City."

"Everything okay?" he asks him.

Renjun gives him a look through the mirror. "No. My fangs are coming out and — oh, great, I have a fucking lisp."