BK Bites~! (chp.22)

BK Bites~! - The Truth, The Whole Truth & Nothing but The Bloody Truth!

His eyes were deadly red and his fangs were bare and out for a vicious bite that would make one pray on their knees to seek for mercy! In his hands, the poor victim was already shaking in fear and it seemed that he was muttering a prayer under his breath. 

Lukas went completely muted as his blood was sucked vastly by the rock star he was supposed to look after. He couldn't move, remained static in the hands of his soon to be murderer. A swift of wind passed by them and Lukas's numb body hit the ground as he was released from Bill's embrace. 

"That's enough, Bill!" Caught by his shirt, Bill was pushed and locked to the wall by Tom. 

"Let me go!" 

"You know things will be easier if you're dead just for a second!" Tom gave Bill his sly grin. 

"No! Tom, no! Don't you dare..." A 'crack' was heard, and Bill was no longer alive. His neck was a good spot for Tom to cut his undead lifeline. 

"Now, all better. And where was I?" 

"Yoooouuu.." Georg gulped, " ...killed Bill." 

"Yeah, only for a sec. He'll come alive after we, done talking." 

"What do you want, Tom?" 

"I'm curious. Was it really Lukas who told you everything or was it our timid drummer?" 

"Gustav?" 

"Who else? He's not Gunther, surely. Gustav, just come out already!" 

"Hey no need to shout, I'm here." The drummer of the band finally showed himself and joined them at the so-called crime scene. "Oh filthy!" As he made his way, Gustav stepped away as possible from the lying victim on the ground, feeling a bit eerie over the bloody mess. "You know, he ain't gonna forget what just happened." Pointing out to Lukas, clearly Gustav knew well both, Tom and Bill could be in a grave danger once Lukas was back to conscious. "But wait, is he dead?" 

"No, he isn't. Good thing, I've stopped that bastard over there before he ended his very own bodyguard's life." 

"Nice!" For merely a human, Gustav seemed to be rather calm upon coming face to face with a bloodsucking creature, perhaps the bond that they have shared within the band made him erase all the fear for the person standing in front of him was just Tom Kaulitz, the guitarist of Tokio Hotel. 

Unlike Georg who was still getting himself together to actually have a conversion with his best buddy in the band who is now a monster that could suck his blood out dry by any chance Tom could get. 

"How long have you known about us?" Tom asked. As the clever one, he knew in instant that Gustav was actually used to seeing him as a vampire. 

"Long enough to get me set up with this plan." Gustav folded his hands and smirked. 

"I assume you put something on Lukas so that we can't compel him?" 

"Guilty." 

"Just to let us expose the real us?" 

"You got that right."

"But why? Aren't you scared?" 

"Why would I? We're family and I don't like how you two keep some dirty secrets away from me and Georg. And if you're a really a monster, you would have taken us two to death a long time ago but you didn't. So it means, you still have a heart for us. I'm just waiting for the moment where you and Bill would finally let out your fangs to us but I guess, I have to do the job, to lure you guys in for that." 

"I'm so sorry, then?" Tom wasn't sure what he really should say upon hearing Gustav's confession. He knew that someday, Gustav and Georg will eventually found out about their bloodsucking alter egos but not any sooner than he predicted. "But how do you expect us to tell you guys like ..'hey, we have something to tell you. We are vampires but you don't need to be scared of us because we fed on human blood and you're human.' I bet you two will run for miles before I could even finished saying the word, vampire." 

"You could at least, try."

"Yeah right. Just look at Georg now. He got scared to shit when we admitted we are one!" 

"I'm not scared. I'm just shocked." Georg said with a shaking voice. His body was trembling, assuming his heart was beating too fast, to have dealt with a sudden fear of having someone whom might drink his blood standing close to him all this while. 

"You know, for the safe sake, I think I should just compel you two to forget all about this." A clever suggestion was offered to his bandmates and with quite a disappointed face, he sighed because it was the only solution that he could think of at that moment. 

As much as Tom wanted them to actually know the real truth about him and Bill, he just wouldn't want them to live in fear or be a part of their monstrous life. Both, Tom and Bill took a pride of being a potential killer without anyone knowing but to hide from these two friends of theirs was like burying themselves six feet under, everyday. It hurts to hide your real identity to someone whom you would share the world with. Live by a rule set between them, they have vowed to not letting anyone else have the slightest clue on who they used to be and still are. Not even family nor friends, it was just too risky for them to trust someone else besides the both of them. 

"Look, you don't have to do that, Tom. We would accept you for being the real you. We're not scared or would let the whole world know of this. We basically grew up together, can't you put a little trust on us?" There was a sincerity in Gustav eyes that shone to his sight and from there, Tom knew Gustav wasn't just playing around for game. To have heard the timid one said that much, it seemed impossible not to think he was just being the best of friend he always is. 

"On you, yes. But he is the one I'm concerned of. " 

"Georg will be fine, right?" Gustav gave a pat on Georg's tensed shoulder while Georg tried his best to crack a convincing smile. 

For a merely a second, Tom was going to agree on letting them free from his idea of compelling them. He then shuddered to think and later, still sticking to his initial plan. "This is all just too crazy. I love you guys but this thing shouldn't happen now. It's well ..too soon. I'm sorry, we're just not ready, Bill's not ready." 

"Good. Use my name, brother." The three of them recognized well of the voice whom just spoken as they turned to see Bill was on his feet to stand up, awaken from his five minutes dead mode. 

"You're the one who's not ready, don't act like you're all macho." Bill rolled his eyes as he glided his way passing Tom and others to land himself on the couch. . "Thanks a lot for the kill, that's gonna numb me while on stage, later." He flexed his neck with a few sounds of 'crack', produced. "And you know, maybe we should just let them know who we really are. In that way, it'll be easier for me to have my meal before show in front of them instead of making excuses of taking a smoke at the back of the building." Bill was grinning and his sharp fangs was clearly visible to the eyes of everyone in the room. 

"Selfish." Tom said in a very low tone while he couldn't help but to feel irritated over his brother's act of diva.  
"Pfft ...diva much?" With nil sense of fear, another one was seen to have been taking on Tom's side, it was none other than Georg, who practically loves making fun of Bill and at the same time, getting sick of his boastfulness. 

"You know, I could kill you with just one bite, Hobbit. So, watch it!" He gave Georg a cold stare and folded his arms as well as crossed his legs, positioning himself in his usual diva sitting manner. "So, what now?" He then, turned to Tom. "Are we gonna compel them or not? And how about that dude over there? Since my idea of killing him was put to waste, what would you suggest, dear brother?"

Being the wise twin, Tom was rather out of any brilliant ideas for the situation. He was caught between letting his bandmates carry on with their lives by knowing that the both of them will be living with two rockstar vampires or simply putting them in the dark again, behind the real truth. 

"Honestly, I'm tired of hiding." Again, Bill confessed his thoughts. 

"Then, don't. We told you, you can trust us." This time, Gustav replied before anyone could say something. 

"The decision is all yours, wise one. Or should I say leader of the group? Say, you always wanted to be the leader right? " In a sarcastic tone, Bill was always being Bill who tend to put the burden on Tom's shoulder. 

It was a hard decision to make but how could he not put any trust on these two poor unfortunate souls who has been living with them since forever? Well maybe not in the past lives but in their present. Indeed, back then killing was the only solution to keep a single soul quiet but somehow, living in the new era, he felt like it's awful to kill the innocence. Then again, was he just being afraid that he couldn't trust Bill or himself? 

He took glance over his best mate, Georg and realized that he was now relaxed than before, laughing all the way to see how the vampire Bill was still the same Bill, diva and proud which cracks the hell out of Georg like all the time. 

Tom couldn't deny that maybe Bill was right, it's time for them to actually live as they truly are in front of Georg and Gustav, they are indeed in a band who will constantly be together at any given time or place. It's hard to always be living undercover among these two because in a way, sooner or later they will eventually know and no matter how or when, they will always accept and support their so called brothers by bond, the Kaulitz twins. And who is he to kid? Like Gustav said, if both him and Georg were food to their eyes, they are long drained dead. So the decision lies to the question; why are they still alive?


to be continued...

BK Bites~! (chp.21)

BK Bites~! – Bloody Little Truth 

"So what if the secret is out? I've been taught to attack and kill those who can't accept us! No one should know about our existence, no one! and that includes family and friends, what more strangers? Unless they are willing to be one of us or nothing will stop me from draining them to dead." ~ BK 

Heavy taps on the floor, heavy breath panting, heavy run that made one feeling exhausted. He had no other choice but to run for his life as the truth was shoved right in front of his eyes without having the slightest urge to forget what he was compelled to. Flashes of images, a pair of sharp fangs was playing on his mind, shocked him for good as if a scary movie was reeling. To his horror, the fangs were adorned by the infamous rockstar he initially had to watch out for. Say a bodyguard job wasn't that easy when the fact that no one gave him the real definition of watching out. 

"Watch out for the rockstar, he might bite you off!" ..shouldn't that be a clear warning to everyone who applies for the job? Of course, no one mentioned anything to him before he was handed with the task. It was only to guard the rockstar from getting mobbed, what else is there to do? In this case, it was more than being a guardian, the person that you should guard is the one who you should be guarding yourself from. 

He could still feel the pain from Bill's previous bite, piercing into his skin, under his neck. Two poked holes, dried and wounded, he thanked God that he no longer bleeds. Although, he tried not be traumatized by the incident, he kept thinking of those hungry red eyes of Bill's and Tom's eyes of hypnotism, slowly it became a haunting to him. He thought he was losing his mind, he couldn't bear to stay in the same building as the twins currently in. He needed a quick escape but something slowed him down, a word was said on his lips, repeatedly without him realizing as his body and mind was drenched in fear. Simply, it could spread to others for merely a warning, with this word he could never believe in, a creature of the night that seemed to be a myth but real, the word spelled none other than, V-A-M-P-I-R-E . 

A lot of others, the band crews were all busy with their work as a show was about to take place in about half an hour time, ignoring the only bodyguard on loose who was running away from his duty. "They must have been blind for all this time to have worked with a vampires disguising as rockstars. Or perhaps they were compelled like me but how come I can remember everything?" On his panic mode of escaping, he could not stop from thinking a reason. With his feet walking fast, he stumbled onto one of the band members who just came out from the waiting room. It startled him for a bit. "Could he be one of them too?" He couldn't help but to wonder. 

The one with a pretty long hair and handsome face raised an eyebrow to him, feeling a little awkward to see the shock in his face. "err..are you okay?" Georg questioned him. 

He didn't know how to act, the fear was still running wild under his skin, he was sweating like a pig to even come out with a simple answer. He stuttered instead. 

"Dude, what happen? Where's Bill? Thought you were accompanying him for a smoke? It seemed like you've seen a ghost or something?" Georg chuckled and patted his back as he passed him to walk towards the vending machine for packet of snacks. 

While Georg threw his short laugh, he kept his eyes on Georg's mouth, teeth to do a little observation. Feeling relieved, he immediately approached Georg in order to let him know what was getting to him at that moment. "Georg, do not trust the Kaulitz twins! They're monsters!" 

"Oh what? Yes, I know they can be monsters, sometimes! A pain in the ass." Georg winked and made his way back to where he came from until he got stopped with heavy grip on his shoulder by the same bodyguard. 

"Dude! You're scaring me here!" 

"Listen! They are monsters, I tell you! Monsters!" 

"Are you on crack? What did Bill give you?" 

"...Bill .. Bill.. Bill.." The name resonated in his mind with fear. "Vampire." 

"Sorry?" Strangely, Georg heard the word he just said but it confused him, made him wonder, why on Earth vampire could be related with Bill? 

 "Vampire, blood ..he drank my blood." 

"Are you fucking kidding me? Seriously, you're on crack! Now let me go or I'll call security." Looking from top to toe, Georg noticed he was in fact someone who works under the security department, "..even though you are one of them." 

He let go of Georg feeling rather disappointed and disbelief upon Georg's reaction. He wasn't on crack and why won't Georg believe him? Georg turned the knob and the other one seemed to be standing on the other side of the door. The timid one, Gustav started with his saying, "What took you so long? All I'm asking was a snack, did you go to the toilet again?" 

"Hell no. And don't be mad, Bill's new bodyguard stopped me halfway with a crappy talk!" Harshly, Georg passed the snacks on his hand to Gustav, feeling annoyed over the bodyguard and also, his band mate. 

"Who? Lukas?" 

"Yeah, whatever his name is!" Georg shouted out aloud from where he was seated. 

Lukas was still there, standing on his spot with still having a terrified look upon his face. Gustav caught him and made a hand gesture to invite him inside. "Come inside and you can tell me everything." Whispered the quiet Gustav to him. It was quite weird to receive such invitation from the drummer of the band, perhaps he knows? Hence, with an assurance from Gustav, he didn't hesitate to decline the offer. 

"Wait Bill, we can't just go out there! There are fans on loose." 

Both, Bill and Tom reached the nearest exit door they can find in the back building. Little did they knew, the missing bodyguard was held captive in the waiting room together with Georg and Gustav. 

"Then what are we gonna do? We can't just let that bodyguard go out there and spread about us! Schisse!" This time Bill really thought he was screwed, there was no way that the bodyguard would shut his mouth. Their secret will be unveiled to the world and it was his fault yet again. A cigarette was taken out from the box in his pocket and he lighted it up so that he could take a smoke. 

"Wow, you're actually taking a smoke right now?" Tom said sarcastically seeing Bill was trying to smoke his problem away. 

"Fuck it! A vampire can get stressed too, okay!" 

"Thought blood was your only cure for everything." 

"Can we like concentrate on our problem here and leave how you called as my disgusting behavior alone?" 

"Okay!" Tom raised his hands in a surrender mode and started making his brain a good use to think of a plan. "What would I do if I've just encountered a vampire for the first time in my life? I would be in shocked, scared and hysteria maybe? Hmm..where would I run?" 

"This isn't helping!" 

"At least my brain is doing a little thinking! Unlike yours, filled up with black smokes." 

"Seriously Tom! You're making me pissed off. This is your fault, you know." 

"Here we go again, the blaming game!" 

Bill puffed out his cigarette for the last time before he put it off on the floor, a little step with his shoe. "Come let's check out with the others. Maybe they might see him running about, backstage." 

"Good call. I got the feeling he's still here." 

"If he isn't then screw us!" 

"No. We'll think of something." 

Heading back to the backstage of where they should be, the crews just waved at their sight. They seemed normal even after hearing out one nutcase blabbed out about this supernatural thing called, vampire. Perhaps, they were too busy to even acknowledge the bodyguard's presence, as none saw him anywhere. And then came, David. 

"Hey guys, where were you? You should be in the waiting room by now." The band manager took a glance on his wrist watch and pushed the two of them to the waiting room direction. "And Bill, I think I saw your bodyguard just now in the waiting room. " 

Bill and Tom just stared each other with a devious smile, feeling the victorious moment as their searching hits jackpot without putting a lot of effort on it! 

"Shouldn't he be with you anywhere you go?" 

"Oh well, that's the thing. I've been looking all over for him! He's not doing a very good job." 

"Yeah David, but we should probably head to the waiting room as you wish." 

"Yes, go ahead in there. The show is about to start in a couple of minutes from now. Time to do your ritual thingy with the band. I'll leave you four there." 

"Why, thank you, David. You're the man!" Tom expressed his gratitude and let David do his part to shoo everyone in the room except for the band. 

"But do leave Lukas there, I need to talk to him." 

"Sure, boss!" David went inside the waiting room first and got all the other crews to leave for them. "It's all yours. Have a great show tonight, boys!" He then, left for a little errands to make just for the band sake. 

The both of them got in and shut the door tight behind them, with clicking the knob for a lock. The room was dim, but serene. Couches were placed nicely for them to longue and a plasma TV was plastered on the wall for a source of entertainment. The room was rather spacious and equipped with less furniture as possible, cozy enough for them to chill out before the show. Georg was on the couch he was seated before, waving them for a greet but somehow, his face was showing a sort of a sudden fear. "What's up, guys?" 

Bill looked around the room for a moment to catch a sight of his target, Lukas. 

"err..looking for someone?" Georg was puzzled or was he acting to be puzzled? Tom knew something isn't quite right there. 

"Yeah, Lukas." Bill bluntly said his name. "Where's Lukas?" 

"Why are you so eager to know where is him? You should start practicing your vocals since we're gonna have a concert, later" Said the sudden curious, Georg. 

"Why are you even bother to ask me with these questions, Georg?" Just like Tom, Bill started to sense that Georg was pulling an act too. As Bill got close to Georg, he stood up from his seat to back away from Bill. 

"What's going on, here?" Bill carved a sinister smile along with his question. 

 "err..nothing." 

"You're a terrible liar, Georg." This time, Tom chuckled. 

"Now, where's Lukas?" 

"I'm right there." An opening was attached to the lounge area, leading them to another part of the room. A small room with only a ping pong table laid for them to play and that is where a big tall man dressed smartly in black and whose name is Lukas emerged from. 

"Well hey Lukas, good to see you again. Remember me? and my brother? I may have compelled you but you do remember us and what he did to you, right?" Tom greeted him with a calm tone in his voice. "And I can see that you told Georg about us." 

 "Hell yeah, he did! I thought he was on crack! Clearly, not." 

"How can you be so sure, Georg? You haven't seen us in action before!" 

As Tom was kindly distracted by his best friend in the band, without a moment to waste, Bill decided to move quietly for an attack. He knew Tom wouldn't let him to do such thing without thinking rationally but he didn't want to let Lukas escape for the second round and what if, Georg knew about them? At least he can be compelled. But Lukas, he can't be compelled and Bill might just have to kill him. 

"I..I..I do.. now." Georg was pointing out to Bill who already had his fangs on Lukas for a kill.


to be continued...

BK Bites~! (chp.20)

BK Bites~! – Ripper is back for good? or is he? 

Weeks gone by after the bus incident, after his real self resurrection came knocking at his tour life, it was pressuring him in every moment. A ripper was his true identity and somehow, he preferred to be the newly fledging vampire than an old one who seemed to be a professional at killing without mercy due to an uncontrollable blood lust. He became better, no more killing spree and no more fans to be fed on. However, those who worked closely with him, immediately became his target for food. His act of feeding on almost all of his band crews was getting too carried away, each and every one of them were marked with his bite. They were all his source of food, everyday different person just to keep each and every one of them alive. He was genius to think of a way to avoid from murdering them but what if he ran out of crews and every single one of them has got nothing left to offer? Would he still be considered as genius as before? Come to think of it, the rockstar of the band could do anything, he could just hire a new set of crews or more likely a set of food vessels just as how he desires. No problem for him, people would be lining up endlessly to work with the band. Whoever said it was an easy job to be a part of Tokio Hotel's entourage would be so darned wrong. 

Underneath that layer of dead pale skin, his veins were filled with blood, running in streams as he took a gallon out from a precious victim that he caught one for an appetizer that night. The roar of crowd was heard, screaming his band's name, calling them out to kick off the stage with a rock show. While he was all ears, his fangs were still extracted to one of his bodyguard's neck, letting himself consumed with the taste of a drink so vile yet delicious to his appetite. He was lost in his thoughts as his lust for blood took control. The world seemed to be blurry to his eyes and the blood fed was an ecstacy to him. In a dark empty store room, occupied only by the two of them, he managed to sneak out from others without anyone noticing after grabbing his personal bodyguard for merely an 'ascort' to the back building for a smoke. One was certainly on the loose while the rest were distracted by the tension of the crowd waiting outside the arena. 

Footsteps were heard coming ahead, none would actually know of his whereabouts, none but one. Yes, he had feeling that this one person couldn't just leave him alone. The one who started it all, the one who made him a monster. 

The door flung open and the room was blazed with the lights source in the hallway. "So much for a smoke?" Tom stood at the door and carefully lighted up a cigarette on his hand. "You chose blood over this thing? You know that blood is food to you, it's gonna make you fat." 

 Bill hissed. It annoys him when Tom pulled off a joke as if he wasn't a bloodsucker like himself. "Lay off, Tom. I'm starving." 

"Nice choice of victim you have there. I assume it's the new bodyguard we hired." 

Bill didn't give a damn, instead he rolled his eyes and continued on his feeding act, ignoring the fact that the door was wide open for anyone else to take a peek. At least Tom was there, so naturally he would be guarding the door for him, a simple thought was planted on his mind. 

"Quit it, Bill!" In a blink of an eye, Tom came forward and grabbed Bill's head to make him stop. 

"What the hell is matter with you? It's not like I'm gonna kill him! You don't have to worry too much, Tom! The old me has gone!" He struggled to let loose of Tom's grasp but it was stupid enough to fight Tom. Tom is indeed more powerful than Bill is. 

Tom chuckled for a moment to seize his victory and finally letting go of his little brother. "You're still doing it wrong, Bill." 

"This is ridiculous!" 

"No, you're ridiculous! Feeding on every crew members who are working with the band!" 

"At least they're not my fans and I don't kill them, I just feed on them." His diva trait was clearly seen as Bill spoke in a boastful manner as he folded his arms. "What other choice do I have?" 

"The blood bank?" 

"I hate cold blood." 

"Or there's always animal blood?" 

"Ew. No thanks, I'm vegetarian." 

"Vegetarian my ass! Human is sorta like an animal too." 

"No, they're not. Plus, I only drink their blood and not eating their meat." 

"Same thing. You're not gonna eat the animal, you're gonna drink from them." 

"No. Animal is precious to me." 

"You're in denial, Bill." 

"I drink what I think I deserve and like I said, I'm not gonna drain the human as how I did before this. I have a specific measurement of blood for each human I feed on. The crews would be fine of losing a certain amount of blood. " 

"Well yeah, they got weak, you fed on every single one of them until we had to hire new ones from time to time. What if nobody wants to work with Tokio Hotel anymore? You're not gonna tell me that you'll be feeding on David now? or perhaps Natalie? Georg? Gustav? or even worse, me?" 

"Is that what you think of me now? ..that I might use all of you for the sake of my hunger?" 

"From a merciless monster to a selfish fledging, yes!" 

"So everything I do now is wrong? I'm sick of living in this world! Let me die. Oh wait, I'm already dead." Rage was rising within him, Bill dropped his victim harshly to the ground and made his way for the door. He was sick of Tom pointing out his flaw of being a vampire. Every single thing he does seemed to trigger Tom's nerves to fix him. 

"Becareful what you wish for, dear brother. There are actually someone out there who wants us dead, like literally. Thanks to you." Tom shouted it aloud to warn him. 

Bill turned his back around to approach his brother as he is not afraid of any threats. Moreover, coming from the human whom he considered as his one and only source of food. "Whoever wants me dead, they'll be dead first. " He snatched the cigarette away from Tom's hand and walked his way back to the hallway, puffing the smoke out peacefully. The dressing room is where he headed to, taking minutes of his ritual to get ready for another of his Humanoid show. 

The ripper was slowly turning into a gooder, but with a nasty habit of getting the blood out from his entourage. The brother was there to stop but he can't always be the hero for the rockstar's nightmare life. He chose to be stubborn, self-centered and obnoxious as how he was meant to be but for others, they chose to worship and love him wholly! 

Bill just stared at the vanity mirror in front him. The lines of veins beneath his pale skin was showing, it was in green, blue, purple, as he studied the beauty of his face. How could one said he is beautiful when the fact that he kills, sucks blood, human's to be exact, and freely gained the beauty. With all the myths of bathing in human blood and consume them down your throat would actually make one glows in perfection, it terrified him of how these tales seemed to be no bullshit, on kidding him. "I need to stop and learn not to feed on human but how?" He wondered. 

He didn't like the idea of drinking from the blood bank and even from animals. It was not his style. And yet, he was vain. He needed the human blood so that he would remain youthful and beautiful. It was true of what Tom have said, he is selfish but he didn't mind, making him still carrying that monster title. While he may fooled a lot of people but he knew how he really looks like. His face is like a strange mask adorned by a dead, a ripper, a vampire. "What if one day people can actually see the real me under this beautiful mask? Would they even accept the monster I am?" 

All of the sudden, a heavy knock on the door was being heard and it snapped him out from his reverie. "Bill, open up! Bill! Bill! Bill!" Tom was at the door and a sense of panic was singing his voice as he called out for Bill. 

Irritated, he got on his feet to get the door of his dressing room, open. "What do you want, Tom?" 

"He, he, he...escape! I couldn't...he knew! And he ran away. " Tom was mumbling and Bill could only understand half of what he said. 

"Woo now, slow down. The show isn't gonna start in a couple of minutes from now, what's the rush? And who ran away? Don't say it's Georg, perhaps he's just making a business in the toilet." Bill cracked a joke and laughed a little. 

This time, Tom was giving Bill the irritating look and he didn't think the joke made by Bill was funny even at the slightest bit. "Your bloody damn bodyguard victim ran away! I thought I compelled him, when I came back to check up on him he wasn't there anymore. I asked the others and they saw him leaving in a rush, looking traumatized as if something bad has happened to him." 

Bill gasped. "No shit?" 

"Yes shit. And he kept chanting the V word under his breath." 

"We have to get him! He couldn't have gone that far! Let's go!" 

"Well hello? What about the concert?" 

"The concert can wait! My life lies on that hella bodyguard! Fyi, I'm not ready to tell the whole world that I'm a bloodsucking creature!" 

"Can I say, you should have thought about that earlier when you're about to make him your meal?" 

"Shut up! He did escape because of you. Clearly you're not an expert dealing with humans." 

"I saved your ass for actually compelling him, moron!" 

"Well your magic didn't work! You're to blame." 

"Like seriously? And you have no thoughts at all of thinking he could be a spy or some sort? That he's been drugged not to be compelled?" 

"Why do always have to be the smart one?" 

"Because I'm older and wiser." Tom cheerfully grinned. 

"Okay, we gotta find him now before it's too late. Come on!" 

 The both of them took off in a fast speed as the last sentence was being said. Then again, who said working with Tokio Hotel is an easy job? If you happen to did them wrong, they wouldn't just let you go, they, the Kaulitz twins might just hunt and kill you.


to be continued...

Vanilla Twilight (chp.4)

Chapter 4

"Some promises should not remain as it is, it shall be broken so that the heart could find a way to ease the pain.." 

Every night, the wind blew heavily outside for such a gloomy weather to mourn. Ever since you were gone, I couldn't go to sleep. My mind kept making re-runs of all the memories that we shared together when you were still with me. The bed was rather cold and nothing seemed to make feel warm except for your presence. There was this feeling of longing that I had to bear. I wanted you. I wanted my mind to never shut about you, at least. 

I finally got up from the bed to let my mind reminisce more about him. There was a box under the bed to where I was reaching, of where all his song writing paperworks that he called as his treasures, were still kept untouched. Flipping through one sheet after another, a thick leathered black book was seen to be hiding underneath it all and surely, that book was written straight from his heart. A diary of my beloved lover that I've made a promise once not read nor even to touch it but there I was, holding it tightly to my chest as my eyes rain more tears to have known that without this diary and without having the urge to break my promise on that particular day, I wouldn't have known that he kept a huge secret away from me that would bleed my heart in sorrow, perhaps forever. 

We've made a promise once, to always be honest to each other. But why didn't he hold on to that promise of ours? If only I had known earlier, I would not bother about the world but gave my all only to him until he let out his last breath. Although, I have guessed that he refused to let me put him on top of everything because he had a thought that when he left me alone in this world, he would also leave me with a broken heart that is hard to mend. At least, if I were to know at the very last minute, it wouldn't be that hard for my mind to digest that he was about to leave me anytime soon. But what if? He should have told me earlier. Whether it's too early or too late, either way, the shattered feelings I had to face weighs equally the same for he is the love of my life and when I lost him, my heart would never find a way to heal. Then again, I don't blame him to leave so soon without telling me. Initially, he was trying hard to spill the news but how unfortunate it is that fate was against him. I wish Tom could just tell me everything as he was the first to know but between him and my lover, they never betrayed each other's promises. And that is something I had to live on with, because he will always choose his brother first. 

“You are gonna tell her, right?” His one and only blood brother questioned. 

“Of course, I will but not right now.” He sighed and continued looking down on the hospital floor. 

 “I still can’t believe this is happening.” Tom shook his head in disbelief while tears started to fill his brown eyes. “Why you?” He then, stood and walked away from the scene only to cover his emotional side. 

“It was meant to happen, Tom.” 

A trip to the hospital was carried out by my lover and his twin only to find out the cause to his sudden bleed cough. He kept the secret hidden well from me and so as Tom but little did they know, telling the truth is far way beyond better than telling lies because the angel doesn’t wait for anyone, he will come whenever God sent him the message even when you didn’t have the chance to break the news to your most important person in the world.

"Baby, you're back?" I went to him and gave my greeting kiss as he showed up at our front door. "How's your day with Tom? Did you guys have fun?" He didn't answer but kept his lips doing his kissing game and finally let go to give his sweetest smile to pair with a nod. "Is everything okay, baby? That smile of yours seems to be rather odd. Too sweet to be real." 

"So, I cannot smile like this whenever I see my angel standing in front of me?" He stroked my face for a while and wrapped his arms around my waist just to embrace me. 

 I chuckled coyly and smiled back to him but something in his eyes, made me think that he was telling a lie and fear has conquered him. "You're hiding something from me, aren't you?" 

"What? Of course, not." 

"You can't fool me that easily, Mr. Kaulitz! Spill it out." 

"Look, my angel. Yes, I might hide something from you but what if it's not that important for you to know?" 

"What if it's important?" 

"Then, you can kill me!" 

"Sounds good to me." 

"As about now, let me just take this moment to be with you. You know, someday we might not see each other again." 

"What do you mean by that?" 

"It means, life's unfair. I will go on tour and gotta leave my girl behind which is such a bummer to me." He sighed in a really depressing mode that I couldn't figured out whether it was an act or he really felt that sad. I stared at him long enough to convince myself that he was actually sad for real. I knew he felt guilty whenever his career was taking over him and left nothing for me. A tour that would break us apart in miles was playing in his mind at that moment, at least what I thought it was. Little did I knew, it wasn't the tight schedule of being a rockstar awaits him but it was indeed an angel of death who waits him at the gate of his funeral.

I hugged him tightly to give a little comfort, ensuring that everything will be just fine. He knew it can never be fine but I knew nothing. It was the longest hug we ever had. On account of that, he let me know how strong his love was for me. A simple hug that tells one, a feeling of never wanting to let go. 

"It was a dreadful day. I couldn’t explain in any words. Why does God set up this punishment on me? Maybe, He was getting sick of my wrongdoings. Why can’t He forgive? Well, I would say my prayer for His forgiveness if there is enough time but I think I have ran out of it. I broke my brother’s heart and soon, hers. I wanted to tell her earlier but I don’t think she would take this calmly. I’m still figuring out the ways to tell her. She is that one person I have a full heart on besides my brother. To see my brother’s reaction gave me million reasons not to tell her, immediately. I hate to see her suffers in pain just like Tom did. Those teary eyes of his whenever we met face to face made me feel like I have done the most terrible thing in the world as to let him drown himself in an ocean of tears of losing hopes in life! I don’t want that to happen to her, one soul to torture was enough. But sooner or later, she will have to know. I’m dying and I can’t lose any more time to hide this from her. Dear God, forgive me of asking, please help me, spare me some time until I’m really ready to tell."

I caught him in his writing session, the very next week. He looked rather tensed and his eyes were red, giving me a thought, was he crying? I just knew whatever he wrote in there has something to do with his feelings.

"You know, it's been a while since you write in there." 

"Oh my! Annika, don't do that again! You gave me a shock." 

" Sorry baby, didn't mean to." I approached him to the writing desk in our bedroom as he closed his diary and pulled me into his lap. 

"What are you writing for a second there?" 

He carved that smile again, the one that gave me a million reasons to ask myself is he smiling sincerely or just faking it? He then, look into my eyes and started nuzzling under my neck which distracted me from getting an answer to my previous question. "You don't need to worry, Annika. You're all I have and the one and only. So, almost the whole pages of my diary has your name written in it." 

"Then, let me see it." I reached for his diary but before I could even touch it, he took my hand and placed on the back of his neck as his lips were making its way to my lips. 

"Don't touch it, Annika. I warned you." He gave a deadly sweet whisper and every little of my wondering thoughts were consumed with lust as he moved us to the bed for a little making love session. 

My curiosity was triggering me each day for he has been acting way too sweet and nice to me, all he wanted to do every day was showering me with love. I didn't say I hate it, I was overjoyed by it but it still felt as if he was trying to hide something from me. Eventually, I had the devilish idea of breaking in to his most private and confidential diary. It was an ugly sin I had to commit but I was hit back with a wave of pain to my heart for what I deserve. 

On that one piece of paper written on a black book entitled 'My Diary' is where his secret was unveiled to me. Maybe some secrets should not be unveiled after all if it burns you with rage and most definitely, pain. I guess that was the huge mistake I have ever done and if he was still alive, he wouldn't forgive me for sure. But could I ever forgive him for not being honest with me?


to be continued...

BK Bites~! (chp.19)

BK Bites~! - Reminiscence: Blood, a Price for a Spell. 

He remembered exactly how Hamburg looks like years ago. The city was damped, packed and a smell of stench filling up the air, shop houses were ghastly and the streets were always dirty while rats scattered around. On nights, fogs surrounded the old buildings, there was no wonder that the city would always be empty and quiet due to the citizen's fear of getting out at night. Moreover, to have known there were actually dark creatures lingering around for a victim. It was way unlikely to the new era of which the city came alive especially after dusk with blazing lights and happening nightclubs. It was hard for vampires to be living amongst these new society, it seemed that they enjoyed the night time as much as how vampires love the dark as they would go out to hunt for food. For him and his brother, they could just expose themselves as being one but they were too afraid of the consequences they had to face. Those nightmare of stakes, crosses, garlic and holy water meant to scare them away by the local neighbourhood still haunts them every time. It was just too scary of having a traumatic history being repeated. 

The cold air swept his shoulder as he was strolling around the night market held in the centre city of Hamburg. The management has made this city as their longest pit stop since they had the feeling that the twins would want to spend some quality time in their hometown. It was indeed a great idea but not for Bill. Ever since their show ended yesterday, he immediately disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving Tom to cover his secret agenda of disappearance. The band and management were worried but with Tom's compelling power, they were put to a calm state, ignoring the fact that their rock star lost without a trace and an act of searching for him would only put to waste. At the same time, Tom assured them that his brother would find his way back again. Bill knew Tom would keep him covered and Tom knew exactly where Bill is. The moon was in a full glow, so as said by Bill himself, "This is my hunting season." 

For a vampire rock star like him, free days meant absolute freedom of killing more than one victim. His hunting season would probably take up about more than a dozen blood-drained murder cases in one week. He was clever indeed to hide every evidence that would lead to him as his doing. But Tom just had enough of saving Bill's close-to-death exposure. Another round of massacre, he doubted that the investigators would just sit back and relax ever since the woods incident that Bill carelessly hid his victims' bodies, came out on the front page of the newspaper.

The night market was packed with locals and tourists, admiring over the items that each booth has got to offer, from exotic food to handicrafts. It looked more like a carnival than a typical night market, all thanks the fall festival. He kept on walking, ignoring the chills raining on him, until he reached at the end corner of the street. A particular shop caught his eyes, the sign board was read as "Madame Nicola's Old Vintage Shop" He knew the shop so well and what it has inside, back then it was merely a botanical herb shop but the owner was certainly someone who you wouldn't consider to mess around with. Only a few vampires would be daring enough to enter and seek for help. There wasn't any fear that got him to shiver as he took a step on entering the wicked shop because for one reason, the witch from the past who was residing the shop was a friend of his. 

The beaded curtains rattled as he walked past the entry door and so as the bell rang to indicated the shop owner that there was a customer to serve. All the vintage stuff sold there were pretty much familiar to him, he recognized them well as they were all from the previous years he had been living in. An old lady whose face covered with wrinkles and donned all black came from the opening behind the cashier counter. "Can I help you?" She greeted Tom with her charming but with a little twist of wickedness smile. "Ah, a lost vampire, I see." It wasn't a surprise that a witch like her could actually sense a vampire's presence before they even walk into her shop. 

"Aren't you all look just the same?" Tom made his way to the counter to have an eye to eye chat with the witch. 

"Pardon me?"

"Madame Nicola, descendant of Odelia Wandergeld?" Tom smirked slyly to have known about the history behind the Wandergeld witches. 

The witch plastered a terrified look on her face, as she was shocked to hear the name Tom just mentioned. "How do you know about my ancestors?" 

"Chillax. I used to be a friend of hers. And now I came back to seek a help from her kin." He grinned big and purposely flashed his fangs. 

"Wait a minute, I know you. I heard about you." 

"Yeah, obviously. I am a famous rock star, let me enlighten you in case you don't watch the tv or read the tabloids." 

"Oh no. I heard about your old tales. You damned creature of the night, you and your twin brother! What do you want from me?" 

"Like I said, I need your help." 

"Isn't my ancestor helped you two enough? She sacrificed herself to perform that deadly spell in order to protect you two fools. Now tell me, why would I want to help you if it requires death in the process?" 

"You do know she owed us, back then? So don't blame us if she was the one who decided to give her life in return! Besides, I could offer you a great deal if you help me." 

"What's the deal?" 

Her eyes widened as he pulled out a vial containing a thick reddish liquid from his pocket and playfully he spun the vial between his fingers. "I know how you witches long for this thing since forever!" 

"A vampire's blood?" 

"Yes, my blood. You have to help my brother and I'll give you this as a thank you gift ." 

"It's a great bargain. Not one vampires would actually offer his or her blood to our kind." 

"What can I say? I'm just keeping a good term with an old friend's kin." He smiled and tempted the old lady by shoving the vial right in front of her eyes. "So, do we have a deal?" 

"What's the problem, first?" 

He went through the crowd of the street market, getting more high with the scent of human's blood surrounded him. His eyes hidden behind his aviator were still in a crimson red shade, only brought to a meaning that he just had his dinner but it wasn't enough. His only victim for that night was thrown into the lake, for the first time he thought he was making a good use out of Tom's idea. He needed more blood and more ideas to hide the bodies, hence finding Tom would be the perfect move in order to satisfy his desires. How he hated the technology but somehow without it, he wouldn't have the chance to actually detect Tom's exact location. 

"This spell would only make him forgot that he is a vampire. And it will take him back to his first phase of returning. A blood of a virgin should be the trigger for his real-self awakening. I could only help you with this spell, I can't do much." 

"You can't take his ripper act away for good?" 

"Any spells in the world won't do that! It all lies on his heart. It was his choice to be a merciless ripper and by that, Bill can only save himself that is if he is able to gain a bit of humanity within him." 

Listening attentively to the witch, Tom knew the chances to save his brother were quite thin judging by Bill's heartless devil-like soul but he planted a little hope, assuring himself that the spell could actually work. It was the only way he could think of to get back his innocent little brother. He unwillingly carved a happy smile to Madame Nicola and handed her the vial containing his blood as promised. 

"Just make him hate the vampire he is, remind him of how monsterous he used to be, I think that would help a little." The witch sincerely smiled back as she could tell that Tom was sighing under his breath. "Give this to him, I've already put an attraction spell on it to ensure he would wear it. And remember the spell would only be broken if the pendant is no longer in one piece." 

As she was about to give Tom the spelled chain with a pendant of a crescent moon twirled with vines of a rose, she sensed a familiar presence coming towards her shop. "Someone's coming. A vampire." She muttered but Tom could hear her clearly. 

For one thing about twins, they would usually have this sort of connection. What more if having a vampiric power? Unlike Bill, Tom is older and wiser, he definitely took his time to explore and practice his supernatural ability. Without a second thought, Tom just knew the one who was coming is none other than his one and only twin brother. 

The blood inside his vein was running fast and it was throbbing him with a lust he had to fulfil. To be surrounded with human, coming from all directions, front, back, left, right, while he was in his crazy hunger state, he was getting nervous and his body was all wet by the sweat he produced. He was thirsty for a bite but he knew he had to control himself not to make a bloody scene in a crowded place. He ran as fast as he could to reach the location of where his GPS Finder has sensored Tom. It hit him with a curiosity, "Why in the hell would Tom be at an old vintage shop?" 

The bell rang as Bill entered the weird but wicked looking shop. Somehow his high interest of all things vintage was overshadowing his purpose of looking for Tom. He was stunned and amazed by all the things sold in Madame Nicola's shop, making him completely forgot all about Tom and his blood lust. The aviator was taken off as he saw a particular chain necklace that has a beautiful glowing pendant. He felt as though the pendant was hypnotizing him as his feet slowly took a step after step for a closer look. The witch was already standing next to him with a smile on her face, knowing that her attraction spell worked well. She then, took the chain off the rack and put it around his neck. There was no surprise as the crescent moon part of the pendant casted a white light when it was hanging on Bill's neck, a sign that the next spell has lifted. 

“This is a new beginning for you. Keep it, the chain is all to you now.” 

 Bill wanted to say thank you but upon of seeing an old lady with a crooked smile and a pair of black-linered eyes giving him a deadly stare, he simply threw away his manner and left the shop in a such rush. 

"Now, where did he go? You scared him away!" Tom finally came out from the back of the shop through the same opening of where the witch made her entrance to greet him at the first place. 

"I didn't do anything, not my problem he was secretly a scaredy cat vampire ripper." She chuckled. 

"Yeah, whatever. Good night and thanks again." Tom waved goodbye and making his way for an exit.

"You better run now, once the spell is fully lifted, he'll blackout." 

"Oh shiesse!" 

Using his instinct, Tom ran as fast as he could to catch up with his brother, passing by shops after shops until he reached a dark alley and was relieved to have found Bill lying on the ground, looking unconscious and untouched. "Oh Bill. Why do you have to bring some much trouble?" He mumbled to himself as he scooped Bill up and ended his journey for the night by hailing a cab to get back to their hotel. Yes, like a normal people would do.


to be continued...

BK Bites~! (chp.18)

BK Bites~! - Reminiscence: A Heartless Ripper! 

"Every day, different place, different victim and different taste of blood. I know I've got myself a bad habit but I don't give a damn about it!" ~BK

5 a.m.

The sun was about to shoot but the hallway of where the ripper stayed in cast a dim scene while it was rather creepy as the lights were flickering considering the fact that the handyman had skipped his job to fix the broken ones last night. Steps were heard as one of the twins was walking along the spacious hallway to pay a little visit to his brother's suite. He could smell the strong scent of blood twirled with a smell so close to those wilting tainted roses as though something has died for quite some time before dawn, coming from a particular suite, far at the end of the hallway. He knew where he should headed to now while on his handsome face marks a frustration expression that would make none would be daring enough to approach him in his dark side. The newspaper roll on his hand was crumpled as he clenched his fist tight. He gave a hard knock on the door with his knuckles as soon as he was standing in front of the tormented suite but there was no answer and the hallway remained in silence. Again and again he knocked, making a little sound disturbance in the earliest morning, ignoring the fact that he would interrupted the peaceful scene enjoyed by the sleeping guests. Eventually, he got fed up of hurting his knuckles and upon of not receiving any respond, with the vampiric power he owned, Tom unlocked the door from outside by a mind control in order to enter Bill's temporary lair. 

Blood stains were everywhere on the carpet and walls of that grand-looking suite. It was in such a mess and Tom just knew that Bill was the fault to it. The blood trails him down to where Bill had his dinner and no doubt, it was where he is currently sleeping too. He closed the door behind him and went straight to the bedroom to greet the ripper known as his brother. It wasn't a surprise to him to find 3 blood drained corpses including one uniformed man who happens to be assigned to work as the hotel's handyman, lying motionless on the floor, around the bed of where Bill was silently sleeping like the dead. There were even two dead ladies in a sexy lingerie with a punctured neck lying next to Bill, both on his left and right side. 

Tom was so pissed of what he have seen, he immediately opened the curtains to get the early Sunrise inside, letting it shine directly to Bill. 

"What the hell?" Bill got up in shock and block the sunlight with his tattooed arms. With a little exposure to the Sun, he was still afraid it would burn him off, forgetting the fact that he was being protected with a spelled ink on his body. 

"Good morning, little brother!" Tom smile sinisterly as he greeted Bill from the end of the bed. 

"Oh hey Tom, do you mind? the curtains? I'm trying to sleep here." He yawned. 

"Had a fiesta last night?" 

He buried his face in the pillow but still muttering a few words to answer Tom's ridiculous sarcastic question. "Sure! as you can see." He was clearly amused by Tom as he wouldn't give a damn about the world at the moment, he just wanted to sleep. 

Tom's temper was boiling upon watching his sly twin's act, in a flash of lighting he moved closer to Bill and pulled him out from the bed, strangled him to the wall with his muscular arms. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Trying to release himself from Tom's locked arms, he couldn't help but to ask. 

"What the fuck is wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? Look around, Bill! Just look what you've done! This is not a human torture chamber, this is a hotel room!" 

"Duh, like I didn't know that." 

"And you think keeping dead bodies in a hotel room wouldn't be a problem to a rockstar like you?" 

"No, not when I'm a vampire. Would you just let me go already? You're starting to annoy me with your stupid questions, Tom!" He rolled his eyes and chuckled. To him, Tom was just being ridiculous, acting as if he has no idea of how his life as a ripper revolves around him. He certainly knew, it wasn't the first time Tom has caught him in a room filled with corpses. Hence, to see Tom acting that way has made him laugh and for a second thought, he wondered, what has got into Tom's mind on that morning. 

"I can't believe it. You still don't get it, do you?" Tom shook his head in disbelief and finally let go of his brother. 

"Get what?" Confusion was all he had in mind. 

"Of what you're doing is all wrong!" 

"What did I do wrong?" 

"Everything, Bill! Every single God damned thing!" Tom grabbed the newspaper and threw it right on Bill's face. He didn't know what was going on but with that harsh throw, it was clearly obvious that something wasn't right and it was written as a headline on the newspaper which got Tom all moody for that particular morning. 

Headline: Blood drained bodies were found buried in the woods. Are we really going to question ourselves now, is there a vampire living among us? 

"We're this close, Bill. This close! I told you, enough is enough. And now, you're gonna get us caught with this bloody hotel scene!" 

"I'll clean it up, it's okay if you don't wanna help." 

"What? You're gonna throw the bodies in the river, this time around?" 

"They're not gonna catch us, chillax!" 

"Oh maybe not today, but someday they will! All because of your stupid uncontrollable lust for blood! I guess history will be repeating again!" 

 There was no deny that Tom was afraid of what used to happen in the past would come and haunt them again. He could see the fear through Tom's eyes and as he stared deeper, there was a vision appeared, a chasing crowd of peasants with cross and stakes on their hand, ready to kill them with merciless rage. After a few years of his original turning, he had loathe human ever since that very day! Indeed, they were his only source of food but because of the human, the old him had to be killed and his soul was forced to put into a deep sleep for thousand years. But after all, he was all to be blamed for. How ego and pride took control of oneself, he was in a great denial to admit that the exposition of his secret vampire identity was all because of his killing massacre. Yet the detrimental traits of his still lingers within him in the 21st century era, after he was reborn as Bill Kaulitz, the rockstar. 

"Tom, is it wrong for me to have dinner? To fill in my thirst? Is it wrong, Tom? Is it wrong for me to feed on human blood to keep on living in this world? Tell me, Tom! Is it all wrong?" He shouted out loud, letting out his anger whilst still trying to be all innocent, as if killing people is the only option he has. 

"You drained them, Bill! There was not even a single drop of blood left in their bodies for them to actually live! Tom exclaimed and tears started to rain down his cheek."I am a vampire too but you are far more worst than me, you are monster! A ripper!" 

"Well, you shouldn't have turned me in the first place!"

"Yes, I regret from that very day I brought you into this dark world!" 

"And you rather leave me as a human? That's gonna happen, alright!" Bill let out a little laugh knowing how their brotherly love is so strong and the thought of Tom leaving him alone would be the joke of the century. 

"No, Bill. You're right. I just couldn't leave you but to see you like this, pains me." 

"Don't you ever blame me for your pain! You've turned me. So instead of begging me to stop, I think you're the one who should find a way to fix me, Tom!" He gave an evil eye as he walked past Tom and left the bedroom. 

He would never want to hurt his brother but to hear what Tom said has made him feel so angry to the point where he couldn't face Tom and his teary moment anymore. His heart was breaking, knowing that Tom was in pain because of him but after a while, the ego inside of him slowly swallowed him whole. "Tom did this to me, whether he likes it or not, this is me and this is my life!" He tried to ease his heart by assuring to himself that it wasn't his fault. He didn't ask to be turned but for all sake of their strong bond, it was no objection for him to refuse the turning offer. Of course he didn't know he would ended up being a ripper. All he knew, blood is essential and in order to survive, he would have human sucked to dry, heck whatever it takes, just to fulfil his vivacious blood lust!



to be continued...

BK Bites~! (chp.17)

BK Bites~! - Reminiscence: A Hell Ride 

one month earlier...

The stage was still hot, good enough to make anyone sweat due to the angry heat released by the fire props. Minutes ago, four young German rockers seemed to be invading that lonely spaceship-like stage constructed especially for their Humanoid tour. A rock show is what they have managed to pull off greatly, nights after nights, at different venues all around Germany, just to please their wild fan crowd in the mosh pit and the whole amphitheatre. When everything was over, the stage went dimmed and quiet as if you’re walking around a graveyard until the crew started to do a little work of dissembling. While, the band would typically be crashing the backstage room either to have a rest before taking off to the hotel or maybe finding victims for a pleasure? 

“Human connect to human, how can I connect to you?” Bill sang to the red-head on his left and blondie on his right. The girls were giggling non-stop as they seemed to enjoy his flirting singing act while he had their arms locked to his as they were heading to the exit door for a sweet escape. 

From a distance, the bassist of the band was eyeing sharp to the band’s one and only lead singer with a jealousy stare. “Guess, he caught two of our hot groupies on his net, today!” Georg started to speak as Tom came to stand by his side. 

“Two? Well, that’s twice the charm!” Tom just grinned and made his way for an exit, trying to catch up with his playful little brother. 

“After you, ladies.” Bill knew how to act well when it comes to baiting a girls’ attention, pretending to be a gentleman was all it takes for him to charm them. He opened the door to his rented limo and bowed respectively, playing the part of his gentleman act. 

“Oh wow!” The blondie shrieked in excitement and grabbed the red head’s hand to get inside. As they entered the limo, Bill carved a sinister smile as if he caught something valuable for free without him even making a lot of effort onto it. He couldn’t wait to join them inside for a joy ride to where the limo should be taking them but someone patted his back when he was halfway stepping inside through that one car door. 

“Bill.”

 He could recognize that voice so well and just couldn’t be bothered by it because it was only Tom. 

“Bill, are you deaf?” Tom grabbed Bill by the back of his shirt to stop him from entering the limo.

“What is it, now?” Bill faced his brother looking very annoyed while raising one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows. 

“Please, don’t. Not tonight. Just control yourself, will ya?” 

“Don’t worry, brother. But hey, if it turns out messy, you’ll always on my speed dial.” Bill winked and left Tom for his ride. As much as Tom would want to say more in order to stop Bill from being a merciless monster for just one night, he just couldn’t and alas, letting Bill go. He hated how Bill uses him sometimes just because Bill knew that he would do anything to save his one and only little brother’s butt at any cost. Then again, he started it all by turning his own twin into a monster just like him centuries ago. He didn’t want to leave his little brother behind, they’ve made a promise to be always together but little that he knew, the one who has been walking by his side all this while was nothing alike to Bill, more like a devil that took an innocent body as a vessel. 

Bill’s mind was consumed by evil thoughts from the very beginning of his turning, training him to have no mercy to all things edible by him. Young beautiful girls would always be his target and greed would be his vice. To have them drained was the only thing he could do to fully fulfil his thirst. He could not control of his own mind or body when the meal was on his hand. Hence, anywhere he goes, death came along with him. The limousine was huge enough for the three of them to move about while they were creating a fiery scene. Bill was in the middle of the seat with a champagne flute on his right hand while his other hand was stroking the heart-shaped face of the blondie. The red head however had already started making patterns with her lips on his neck. He danced his fingers on blondie’s jawline to her luscious pink lips and pulling her close to get his lips brushed to hers. The sensation was burning in and out of him, with every kisses he made, he could already taste the blood flowing underneath her skin. Blondie’s blood has a delicate aromatic scent which tells that it tasted so sweet like honey. His attention then moves to red head as she pulled his head to face her for her kissing turn. Her lips tasted sour, as the essence of lime from her sip of the mojito still lingers. But her blood was no sour for the tongue, he could tell by the scent that it was thicker in sweetness compared to the blondie’s. 

The limo floor was all wet as he dropped the flute on his hand and gestured it to the back of red head’s neck, pressing his lips hard hers. The tenderness of her lips aroused his desire of wanting more from her, not just a kiss but also the blood running inside of her veins. His eyes were slowly turning its shade into red, as red as his victim’s hair that got tangled around his fingers. His kisses went wild from merely a soft one and his fangs were itching to come out when it wasn’t supposed to as he had planned. “Take her now! What are you waiting for?” The devil mind of his, spoke on its own. He was undeniable hungry and to have seen his dinner right before his eyes would be damn tempting. With a little stop for a traffic light, he finally managed to concentrate on his target, which is the lower part of her neck, just above her collarbone. He couldn’t wait no longer, the veins from his inside triggers him badly, he just had to feed on her blood. His mouth was so much closer to where ‘X-marks-the-spot’ and those two pointy teeth of his have grown fully on his gums. One poke on red head’s vital vein underneath her lovely skin and dinner is served, but so much that he ignored blondie’s presence, she wouldn’t let him do so. She pulled him back before he could even take red head’s blood as for a dinner starter. 

“Hey, I’m still here, remember.” Blondie pouted when she got his attention back. 

“Look into my eyes, beautiful.” Immediately, blondie was hypnotized as she gazed right to his ruby eyes. “You’re drunk. You should pass out in a few seconds from now and when you wake up, you will remember nothing of this.” As he took his eyes away, little miss blondie went blackout. 

“Now, where were we?” Bill turned to his other side and smiled. He nuzzled under red head’s neck to dig in to his untouched starter. Her hidden vein is popping out and seemed to be visible for his eye sight. He continued with his love game by giving more kisses until his fangs were in touch with her skin. And finally, he got to satisfy his hunger by sucking out the sweet taste of her blood that he longs for the night. “Have a nice dream, my angel.” 

Starvation has let him kill his patience, he should have just hold back his thirst and take his dinner to somewhere more private but her strong delicate scent of blood was calling out loud for him. However, the limo seemed private enough for him to ravish his meal without feeling scared of getting caught with the help of his compelling power, of course. Two people to be compelled, the blondie and the driver, that wouldn’t be so hard? 

“We’ll be arriving in a few mins, sir.” 

The ride they have taken was joyfully manic as it filled with lust, sin and blood only to realize they are more likely already in hell than reaching to one.



to be continued...