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Unholy confessions of a vampire heart	By : nuclear000rainbow Category: Celebrities - Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1315 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Ville Valo or any of the members of HIM, This is purely a work of fiction, I do not make any money writing this. Full disclaimer in chapter 1.

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We were finally past the mountains, no more sharp rock or steep mountain walls to climb. No more fear of getting stuck out in the sun! The memories of our close call with the sun still fresh in my mind, the relief of the cave made by the once retreating ice not enough to make it disappear. Our clothes hanging in torn rags of our now sickly thin bodies from the lack of blood. The small animals in the bare mountains to few to sustain us for such an amount of time, the beasts within getting stronger with every night passing as we make our way towards a goal unknown. My clouded eyes scan the horizon for signs of life as we stagger through the pine forest, our steps slow and heavy from the load we carry. The smaller ones riding on our backs as they are too weak to walk by themselves. “I smell smoke!” The Rev speaks up, his voice tired and calm. “I can see the smoke rising in the distance!” Syn joins in, motioning in the direction of the thin column of smoke protruding from the trees. My feet carrying me towards it by willpower alone. The others shuffling along behind me towards the promise of life. A farm appearing at the edge of the forest as we finally make it through. My senses catching the heartbeats of animals and humans alike and my pace quickens. A field just behind the farmhouse filled with living beings making my stomach growl in anticipation. “No humans yet, we don’t want to kill anyone! Let’s get one of the cows over there, we’ll leave my weapons as payment to the farmer!” My voice barely a hoarse whisper as we make our way towards the animals. They startle a bit as we enter their field, but the tame animals prove no challenge to our weakened forms. Working together we quickly surround and attack one of the animals, our fangs sinking into the flesh letting warm blood fill our mouths. The smaller ones feeding furiously on the now collapsed beast, not one drop of the precious blood falling to the ground. A quick and clean kill having our stomachs filled in mere minutes. Our energy restoring quickly as we let the blood do its job. “We cant stay here sweethearts, we need to go before someone notice us.” I say, my voice once again smooth, the blood lubricating my vocal cords. Six pairs of eyes looking at me, their color restored, and the desperation once again gone. Relief washing over us all as we start walking away, my weapons left behind on the wooden fence keeping the animals contained. The well crafted daggers gleaming in the moonlight, I just hope they will be enough to pay for the farmers loss.
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We keep heading north, our energy once restored and hope of reaching our goal driving us forward. We run, the pace not as fast anymore but still fast enough to hide us from prying eyes. The areas we pass starting to get more clustered as we pass by, tiny villages and bigger cities giving us the opportunity to hunt. Thieves’, rapists and murderers roaming the streets at night giving us the sustenance we need, our bodies back to their normal forms. No more bones and sharp edges, the smaller ones looking healthy and the others have regained their muscular frames. Syn once again went of shopping, well, stealing to be honest as we no longer have any money. Our bodies no more covered in rags, but soft leather and silk. My coven once again thriving making my chest hurt with pride, their smiles and the laughter ringing through my ears as we run through yet another field. This one for a change covered I white powdery snow. The scenery changing more for every night we travel, frozen lakes making us stop more often to find ways around them. My eyes catching a glimpse of a round rock structure just past the tree line, I throw my arm up, signaling for my brothers to stop. A flash of recognition flying through my head as I walk closer, an old tower standing proud in front us. The crinkling sound of snow beneath our feet as we walk towards it the only sound around. Reaching out my hand I slide my fingers against the old grey stone, I know this place, I’ve been here before! A shudder racking through my body as my eyes travel to the skies, the twinkling stars seem to smile at us from above. Walking up to the old wooden door, grey from years of exposure to the elements, I slowly push it open. A creaking sound welcoming me. A sense of calm settling in my body as I let my eyes glide over the room, a flight of stairs in the back bringing back memories of skinned knees and bruises. Memories I never knew I had. My thoughts suddenly broken by a gasp from behind. “Ville! You need to see this!” Gee shouts, his face turned to the sky and jaw slack in wonder. The others stuck in the same position as I glance at them before I turn my head to look. Green flames dancing in the skies meeting my eyes. I can feel the tears running down my cheeks, my mothers words sounding through my head and I can’t stop myself from speaking them out loud. “Where the nights are cold and dark, and the days are short, green flames dance in the skies among twinkling stars. Healing the hearts and the scars of the one once broken, hurt and pain giving way to the hope of love once again… We’re home sweethearts, we’re finally home!” My legs collapsing, sending me to my knees in the cold snow as bloody tears fall freely, sobs wrecking my body as relief wash over me. The sorrow, fears and worries no more contained as the others surround me. Arms wrapping me in a tight embrace as I cry, our faces all coated in tears by now. “Let’s go inside, lets go see our new home!” Shadows voice breaks through my sobs as eager hands help me off the cold ground. All of us heading through the doorway into the dry dark tower. My hands going to my face to wipe of the ruby liquid still falling from my eyes as I look for a source of light. The torches mounted on the walls grabbing my attention as I dig through my pockets for the matches I always carry. Lighting them one by one around the room, it is soon bathed in warm light, letting all details be known to our eyes. A painting above the fireplace making my whole body tremble. A portrait of a young man with his arm around a women’s shoulder, a smiling baby in her arms. Their emerald eyes the last thing I see before I pass out on the floor, the word ‘home’ echoing through my mind as my world turns black.
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They’re chasing us! I can feel them closing in! The arms around me gripping me tightly as we run through the forest, her skirts rustling and tearing on the low branches, I can feel her heart beating in fear. What is happening? I don’t understand! Where’s papa? Mama, why are we running? Why did papa scream? Why doesn’t he follow us? The people who came to our house, why did they have knives? Mama, I don’t understand! I’m scared mama! Please don’t leave me here! Who are they? Why did you give me away to them? Where are they taking me? Why are they hiding my face? I can’t see! Where are we? Where’s mama? Where’s my papa? I can’t remember! I can’t remember my mamas face! Please let me remember! Mother loves roses, father is kind. Fairytales, green flames in the skies. People hate me! They say I’m no good! Why mother? Why do they fear me? Mother, please tell me! Blue eyes, sapphires! They calm me! Wolves singing in the distance making me feel safe. Mischievous blue orbs playing between trees. Questions. So many questions! Blue eyes haunting me, calm, so calm! Blue eyes, focus on the blue eyes! Blue eyes are safe! My name, someone spoke my name! They’re calling for me…
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“Ville! Ville wake up! Ville, please! You’re scaring us! Wake up Ville!!!” A strong hand shaking me breaking me out of the darkness, my eyes wide open as I bolt upright. Strong hands supporting my shaking body on the floor as I try to clear my eyes, shaking my head in an attempt to clear my thoughts. The worried eyes of Shadows the first thing I see as the fog starts to clear from my eyes. My brothers all looking down at me from above. “What happened Ville?” Syn ask calmly, his eyes scanning for signs of me passing out again. I nod my head towards the painting with my eyes closed, not daring to look at it again. My whole being still shaking from the dream as Shadows rub my back in soothing circles, still attempting to calm me down. Letting my head fall forward as I try to calm myself, I can see their feet moving towards the fireplace. The whole room turning deathly quiet. V breaking the silence as he walk towards me, sitting down with his legs crossed on the floor. His green eyes staring at me, shock evident on his face. “You’re a pureblooded!” Five pairs of eyes staring at us on the floor, Shadows hand on my shoulder tightening its grip to make sure I don’t collapse again. My eyes finally traveling to the portrait, fresh tears painting blood red tracks down my face as I stare at the faces, faces I had forgotten a long time ago. “They were like me, we were the same, how could I ever forget? Those people in the painting… They were my parents; they gave me away to keep me alive… This is home, this is where I was born…” I whisper, my voice breaking at the end. A wave of exhaustion washing over me as I look at them all sitting around me, my eyes tired and lids heavy as I let them slip shut. Strong arms carrying me from the floor and up the stairs before they lay me down on something soft. My half awake mind barely recognizing the feeling of a soft bed as I drift off into a dreamless sleep. No haunting memories of my past and no blue orbs searching mine in the darkness.
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#Bams pow#
We tracked down the hunters, the rumors of their whereabouts easy to pick up as we mingle with the humans. Our appearance amongst them never causing us any problems, our human forms bearing no telltales of the beasts we truly are. Sitting amongst them in the smelly tavern sipping on stale ale as we listen in on their conversations seeming like the easiest way to get the job done. And our plan is working out great! The tree hunters sitting at the table in the back corner as we speak! Now we just have to wait for the right moment. “Stop staring at them Bam! They’re going to notice us!” Dunn whisper harshly at my side, his hands cradling the pint of ale on the table. “The way you’re looking at them they might think you’re interested in them! You look all hungry and desperate Bammi boy!” Jimmy snickers from the other side of the table, pulling my attention away from the murderers we seek to destroy. “Well, if they do swing that way, I could lure them out to our hideout and rip them apart!” I giggle evilly, my hate for them only growing as time passes. My head shooting back in the direction of their table as I see a movement in the corner of my eye. A wicked smirk grazing my lips as one of them staggers towards the door, most likely on his way to relieve himself of the stale beers he’s been downing. Signaling for Dun and Jimmy to follow me and the rest of the pack to stay put, I stand and walk casually towards the door. Making sure to keep our distance as we follow him around the corner, the sound of piss splattering against the wall making me laugh. Literally caught with his pants down… What better way to take him out? Making a half circle around the drunken human I clear my throat. Startling him as he tries to pull his pants back up. A snicker coming from Jimmy as the bastard stumbles, Dunns hand shooting out grabbing him by the throat. His grip tightening as he hoists the now struggling body up against the wall. His drunk stare clouded by fear as I let my eyes change, locking him in a death stare. My glowing blue orbs making his face pale. “Wolves!” he wheezes as he fights against Dunns firm grip. “Yes, wolves!” I growl at him, my lips still in a wicked grin. “You killed an innocent hunter! You broke their hearts and drove them away from their home! You and your friends put their lives at risk, pure luck and quick thinking the only thing that kept them from burning! You and your men will pay with your lives for what you did to my Ville and his coven!” My temper rising as I speak, the hatred fueling the rage of the wolf inside. “They were Vampires! Spawn of Satan! It was in our right to kill them!” He gasps out, Dunns hard grip not allowing the bastard a full breath. “They were innocents!” Jimmy growls at my side. His dark brown eyes turning an unsettling pitch black, a color I personally would love to never see again! “Do you really think the perpetrators in that village turned up missing without a reason? Do you really think god cleaned away the evil doers during the dark hours? We know all the victims of your so called spawn of Satan! Rapists, child molesters, murderers! All of them deserved the fate they got! And you puny humans thanked them by burning their beloved father alive along with their home!” Jimmy finishes, his voice barely recognizable as his, the deep growl of the wolf taking control of his vocal cords. Looking back at the bastard against the wall as I step closer I cant help but giggle, the irony of it all seem unreal. They hurt the Vampires, the wolves take revenge. My father and mother would be furious! Tilting my head to the side as I look at him closely, an idea forming in my head making my smile grow. “Now human, here’s what we should do, as your beloved bible so nicely puts it with an eye for an eye and all that… Lets make it a heart for a heart! Shall we? You broke theirs, now I’ll rip yours from your chest!” I giggle as I raise my arm, showing my hand through his chest with a sickening crack. Letting my fingers wrap around the warm beating muscle before I pull it back out with a fast tug. Holding it up to his face before his stare goes blank, face stiffened in a mask of pure fear. “Dunn, you still got the pouch I told you to bring?” I ask as he lets the human piece of trash crumble to the floor with a loud thud. His hand going in his pocket before pulling out the waterproofed piece of leather, opening it so I can slip the still warm heart inside. his hand placing it safely back in his pockets after tying it shut. “One down, two more to go!” He speaks calmly, his blue eyes filled with laughter. “Nice idea with the heart for a heart by the way! Its hell of a lot easier than carrying their heads around!” “Not as much fun as it would have been though! Think about the entertainment we could have had if Dico got a hold of them! Would be one hell of a puppet show!” Jimmy barks out laughing, Dico being Dico with tree severed heads, yeah! It would be entertaining! The tree of us all laugh as we head back into the tavern, our arms thrown over each others shoulders as we rejoin the rest of the pack at the table. Rake discretely sliding a piece of fabric my way, nodding against my still bloodstained arm. “I guess you got the bastard good by the looks of it!” He snickers, flashing his crooked teeth in a wild wolflike smile, his frizzy long hair bouncing as his shoulders shake with laughter. “We got him good alright!” I giggle back at him. “Now all we have to do is wait for the two over there to figure out that’s somethings wrong!” I smirk as I nod towards the hunters still at their table. Dico and Raab shooting quick glances in their direction before turning back to me. “Please tell us we’ll be joining in on the next one? Pretty please Bammi! We want some fun too!” Dico pleads, the insanity we all know and love radiating from his giddy form. Raab shaking his head furiously in agreement his steel grey eyes flashing dangerously in the dim light. “Of course you’ll come with! There’s two of them left, I won’t take any chances! But I can see them getting worried over there! Let’s head out and wait for them!” I whisper as I jump up from my seat, my energy levels running on high after the first kill. As if I didn’t have enough energy before that I think to myself as I take off. Skipping towards the door like a kid while giggling evilly, people staring as I pass them on my way out. Crazy laughter following behind me as my pack eagerly follow, our behavior most likely drawing the attention of the hunters and everyone else in the tavern. Turning the corner, we gather to go over my plan, it’s simple enough. The alley continues to the back of the tavern, Dunn and Jimmy will stay put with me at the front, hiding in the shadows. The others behind the building where the back entrance is located. Cutting of any chances of them escaping. Now all we have to do is wait! *Bammi! I got an idea!* Dicos thoughts suddenly pop op in my mind, Jimmy and Dunn most likely getting the same message considering the looks on their faces. *Lets have some fun while we’re at it!* His thoughts showing pictures of pretty dresses and shawls hung out to dry in the back alley. *Go for it!* I Send back quickly, never the one to pass up on fun. A flashing photo of Dico in drag hitting my skull, courtesy of a laughing Rake and Raab. The hunters leaving the tavern with hurried steps snapping us back into attention. The bastards walking straight for the alley. Our feet carrying us soundlessly behind them, years of hunting wild pray giving us total control. The drunken gruff voices bickering between themselves. “Idiot was just going out for a piss he said! I can’t believe we still have to babysit that knucklehead!” “same, as soon as we have time off that fucker gets himself shitfaced! Bastards probably fallen asleep back there!” The second one sneers, his ugly face crinkling in disgust as they turn the corner. “What the hell man! You’re out here fuckin whores?!” The first one yells, high pitched moaning welcoming them as they cover their eyes. The tree of us stalking them now almost touching their backs, the men too drunk to notice. I can’t help it, I burst out laughing. The corpse propped up in a sitting position against the wall with closed eyes and mouth agape, Dico on his lap in a frilly dress and a shawl covering his head, bare hairy legs sticking out underneath the dress. The hunters finally notice us as my laughter gains volume, Dunn and Jimmy at my sides gasping for breath between their giggles. “Well that’s quite the sight!” I laugh, nodding towards the scene in the alley. The two hunters still breathing shooting daggers at their friend. “You guys know that man?” I ask innocently. “You think he’ll share her?” Jimmy joins in, flashing us all a grin, hunters included. Dunn standing behind us, making sure there’s no escape as the charade ends. “He better!” The tallest of the two left breathing sneers. “I haven’t had a woman in ages!” Dico being Dico continuing his acting, finally sitting still with a last high-pitched moan. Mentally sending a message to my pack as I focus on the hunters, Dunn and Jimmy winking at me, they got the message. Dico slowly rises in front of the corpse, his back towards us, the frilly dress blocking the view for the hunters. The high-pitched voice giggling. “I’m sorry gentlemen, but I’m not that kind of girl!” He speaks shyly, his head snapping around dangerously quick. Blue eyes glowing and his face halfway in wolf form, a deep growl leaving his chest as he locks his eyes on the hunters. “BOOO!” He barks out, the drunk hunters scrambling backwards, coming to a stop as they crash into Dunn and Jimmy. “No, no loves! We’re not finished playing yet!” Jimmy sneers at them, eyes once again pitch black and soulless, his fangs flashing dangerously. Dunn grabbing them both by the ankles as they start to crawl away, lifting them up high so their heads dangle above the dirty ground. “filthy humans!” He sneers at them, his nose crinkling in disgust. I giggle as I sit down in front of them, legs crossed and my head tilting to the side as I stare at them. The smell of fear and fresh urine stinging my nose. “Aaaaaaw! Look guys! They pissed their pants!” laughs from behind me, the crazy man still wearing the frilly dress. I smirk at them, the tallest one looking like he’s about to cry and the other one trying to stare me down. “Wolves, filthy wolves!” He chokes out, spitting at me where I sit. “Filthy wolves that already killed your companion!” I correct him, nodding towards the corps by the wall. A shudder running through them as they stare at the gaping hole in his chest. “You’re probably wondering why?” I add, sliding a quick glance over my shoulder. The trio in the back alley now standing ready behind me, eager crazy eyes catching the light from the empty street outside. “Should I tell them?” I speak softly, throwing my packmates a sweet innocent smile. All of them flashing bloodthirsty grins in return. “Well, ok then! There once were tree stupid hunters visiting a tiny village in the south, they heard rumors of vampires from the stupid townspeople and decided to earn some money while there. Pumping the simple humans full of fears with old fairytales, riling them up to take action. The stupid humans believing your evil tales willing to pay you to kill said vampires. The torches a perfect weapon as you decided to burn the coven alive! Only thing you forgot about as it all happened was a fathers love! His taunting and trickery letting his children get away! The proud vampire lord chose to sacrifice himself in order to save his covens lives, but his children were now without a home. The threat of death by human hands driving them away, the strongest of them all chosen as the new leader by the end of the night all because of his caring heart. His unbending will to keep his brothers safe driving him on, leading them all north. His sorrow and broken heart pushed deep down by his worries and fear. A fear he kept hidden from his family as he had to keep them all calm through the threats of the wilderness, the uncertainty of finding shelter from the burning sun hanging over his head at all times. More than once along the grueling nights he could have died, his brothers could have died! Pure luck and his quick thinking saving them time and time again! His broken heart is the reason you will die tonight! You killed an innocent, a lord who never did any harm! His coven cleaning up the streets of the village by night, rapist, murderers and child molesters their only source of food! You took the life of their father and creator, now we will have yours!” My voice ending in a deep disturbing growl, the filthy humans shaking with fear in Dunns strong grip. I let out a tired sigh, this whole ordeal starting to get to me. The thoughts of the pain the vampire I keep dreaming of endures draining my energy. Standing up and leaning towards the wall, I tuck my hands in my pockets. I let my head hang down for a few seconds before straightening my neck, looking at their living faces one last time. Waving my hand in the air towards Dunn. “Let the boys have them” I say calmly. “But leave the hearts intact! I want to deliver them to the coven myself!” I order harshly, Dunn throwing both men to the ground. My packmates tearing them apart in a blink of an eye, the whole alley bathed in crimson red blood. Like a fresh coat of red paint. The smell of iron in the air sure to bring attention to the mess soon. My job here finally done as I start walking towards the empty streets. My packmates yet again in human form as we leave the mess for others to clean up. “What now?” Dunn suddenly ask, my eyes going to the starry skies above us. “North, we go north. To where the green flames dance in the skies!” A short nod his only answer. “I’ve heard about fair maidens in the north!” Jimmy snickers at my side, his stare also stuck to the clear skies. “We’re with you all the way Bammi!” Dico shouts from behind. “And I’m keeping this dress! The air does my balls good!” His crazy cackling echoing through the empty street. “Let’s pick up the pace boys!” I Shout, a wide grin spreading on my face. “The Margera clan is going on a new adventure! Watch out Northlings! The wolves are coming!” A wild laugh emanating from the whole pack as we slip into our true forms. Our paws carrying us through the village and towards the woods. North the only goal amongst us as I lead the way.
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