Vampire AU Prequel

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Logan didn't do bars, not often any way. Too many people, too much going on... too many girls sniffing for money rather than love. Usually he hated it, but tonight...

Tonight he just needed to get out, to have a few drinks and enjoy the city of LA for what it was. Mindless, soulless, and empty. Really, the more he dwelled on it the more Logan was sure those were exactly the sort of qualities he'd been looking for in home, and he grinned as he polished off his drink and left enough cash on the bar for tip and his tab.

Ignoring the many writhing and twisting bodies on the dance floor, Logan made his way to the exit, ready to head home for the night. Passing the pool table, he pushed open the door and stepped into the night. The streets were busy, but he didn't mind, he'd cut through the alleyway and take a shortcut home.

The lamp light flickered as he stepped into the darkened ally, blinking out just as he headed into the shadows. It was alright though, he wasn't scared, he wasn't some sweet sixteen princess with her virtue to worry about... Logan was tough. He was eighteen now, and he had no fear.

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[jdick.livejournal.com]

"Fuck," Joe cursed and he dropped the kid to the ground. For while he thought about leaving him there, just leaving him to burst into flame when the sun rose, but after a moment he leaned down and grabbed the kid by the arm. It was easy enough to clean off the blood, make it look like he was just drunk and then he slung the kid's arm around his shoulder and dragged him back out into the street.

Ten minutes later he dropped the kid onto his couch, then drew the curtains and sat down in front of the TV. He'd wake up eventually. And then Joe would have to fucking explain.

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The first thing Logan noticed as his eyes started to open, was the fact that nothing hurt. The bite, the bruises that should have been there from the struggle... There was no pain.

He could hear the TV, and god was it loud... too loud, but after a moment the noise seemed to adjust and level out. Blinking his eyes open, he really hoped this wasn't hell. It would be such a let down if it was.

Everything seemed sharper, clearer, but when he gasped for a breath, it did nothing for him. That's when he noticed him.

Scrambling to his feet, Logan could feel himself panic again. Except this time his pulse wasn't pounding. It wasn't doing anything.

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"Door's open, you can let yourself out," Joe offered in a low voice, not even looking up when the kid jumped off the couch. "Gotta say, though, you go out into the sun and you're gonna get yourself fried to a fucking crisp."

And that was putting it mildly. But he sure as hell wasn't going to stop the kid from bolting if he wanted to. He still didn't know what the fuck had possessed him to turn him in the first place.

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"What?" Logan asked, looking confused and heading over to the window out of curiosity. The guy had to be fucking with him... this had to be some sort of fucked up prank.

Pulling the curtain back slightly a little light hit his palm, burning him instantly. "Fuck!" he gasped, jumping back and holding his hand tightly as he tried to sooth the singed skin.

"What did you do to me?" he asked, turning to look at the stranger again. "What did you do?"

[jdick.livejournal.com]

Looking over at him, Joe pulled his legs back, out of the way of the triangle of sun that spilled across the floor. "Think about it for a second," he suggested. "You got bit. There was an exchange of blood and now the sunlight burns you."

Seemed pretty fucking obvious to Joe what had happened.

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Logan was quiet for a long moment, and then suddenly, without warning, he lunged at the stranger.

"You bastard. You son of a bitch!" he yelled. "You killed me!"

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Joe laughed, unable to help himself, hands going up to grab at the kid as he threw himself at him. "Yeah, I guess I fucking did," he agreed, but he didn't move from his chair beyond trying to push the kid back.

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The guy didn't seem so insanely strong anymore, and Logan didn't give up easily. Not this time. And as he tried to throw a punch, he felt something change... His teeth lengthened and his whole body seemed to tense for a moment.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

The punch hit Joe hard, snapping his head back, but he didn't stop laughing, didn't leave his chair. "Gonna beat me?" he asked through his laughter, kicking one with one leg, his boot hitting the kid's thigh.

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Logan hissed a little, confused and angry as he straddled the man's thighs. "Turn me back. Whatever you did... undo it!"

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"You think I fucking can? Tear your fucking head off or put a stake through you and that'll make you as dead as you would've been if I hadn't done this," Joe shot back, leaning up toward the kid, baring his teeth slightly. "So fuck you."

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"Why didn't you just kill me?" Logan asked, swinging again and trying to ignore the hunger that was building inside him.

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"You wanna fucking die?" Joe asked, grabbing his arm and shoving him off. He wasn't that much stronger than the kid anymore, but he was still strong enough and he got up, knocking him to the floor.

"Want me to burn your sorry ass?" he asked, going to the window. "Could just throw you out there."

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Logan scrambled away when he hit the floor, moving as far as he could get from the window. "I just want to know why I'm not dead," he said, looking up at the man, desperate for answers.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"Because I fucking took pity on you," Joe replied with a shrug. "Because you were fucking pathetic and I didn't want to deal with that shit. What the fuck does it matter?"

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"I was... I was dying!" Logan argued. "I wasn't pathetic. I did what anyone would do. If you think i'm so worthless, why don't you just finish me then?" Logan challenged, refusing to believe that was the true reason the man had done what he did.

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"What does it really fucking matter?" Joe asked, his hand falling away from the curtain, staring at the kid. "You're still here, so just fucking deal with it."

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Pulling himself to his feet, Logan tilted his chin up with a look of defiane, wandering over and sniffing the man curiously.

Anger.

he could smell anger.

"I'm hungry," he said quietly, curious as to how the stranger would react as he sniffed at his neck.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"Figured you would be," Joe answered, but he didn't offer anything to deal with that hunger. "Can't go out until it gets dark, otherwise you're fucked."

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Logan just looked a little twitchy. "Where are we?"" he asked next.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"My house," Joe answered. "There's no one else here right now." But that would change when the sun went down, it always did. After so long in LA, he barely had a night to himself and sometimes it drove him fucking nuts. Sometimes it drove him right out of the house.

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"And who are you?" Logan asked, stepping a little closer and giving the man a curious sniff.

And god, that was weird. Really fucking weird. Since when did he rely on sent for information?

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"You done smelling me?" Joe asked dryly, but he remembered his first night, the way everything had been amplified, how he'd been able to hear conversations happening blocks away and smell every emotion coming off a person in waves.

"I'm Joe," he said, returning to the TV so that he could click it off. "And you'll learn soon enough not to fuck with me."

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"Or what?" Logan asked, clearly not impressed. "You just proved you have no intention of killing me. I don't think that leaves me with a whole lot to fear."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"I get bored easily," Joe said with a small smirk, amused by the kid's assumptions that he'd just keep him around forever. "I've killed people I like a hell of a lot more than you."