Rock of Ages, Forever | By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The following is purely fictional and never happened. It will feature all band members of Def Leppard, Rick Savage, Joe Elliott, Phil Collen, Rick Allen, Vivian Campbell, Steve Clark. Characters from the television series Forever Knight, Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics.
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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt19
Sav rolled to his back on the soft mattress, blinking his eyes several times to bring them into focus to stare up at the ceiling. Sliding his hand up his stomach, he glanced around the room Everything was different, this wasn’t the hotel room. He didn't remember anyone waking him to leave. He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He noticed the green bottle on the nightstand. ‘I don’t remember leaving that out.’ he thought to himself. Picking it up, he took several swallows from it to help ease the hunger and the slight pain in his head. Standing up, he went around the screen that hid the bed from view from the rest of the room and stopped.
“What the hell is this?” Sav mumbled to no one. In front of him stood a wall of at least ten-foot bars that stretched the entire length of the room. He went over to the door and tried to open it, it was locked. Moving down some, he shook the bars and found they were set solid. Looking around the outer room, he could see the large blazing fireplace, two chairs sat close by, with a chessboard between them. To the other side was the small but spacey kitchen, nothing cluttered the counters like most. The room only had a few windows and they were dark, he already knew the sun was down.
“Hey, where is everybody?” Sav called out. No one answered. “Come on, you can stop hiding now,” Still no response. “Joe come on, you can let me out,” The room remained quiet. No movements in the shadows. “Ok jokes over guys.” Sav yelled. ‘What is going on here? Why doesn’t anyone answer me, and where was everyone?’
“This isn't funny anymore!” Sav yelled again.
“It doesn’t do any good to yell. No one will hear you.” Nick said, stepping into the light coming from the small table lamp.
Sav snapped his head in the direction of his voice.
“No one is here but us, and we’re hundreds of miles from anywhere.”
“What is the meaning of this Nick?” Sav asked.
“It was the only way to get you alone,” Nick smiled, moving closer to the bars. “All to myself.”
“You can’t do this. People will be looking for me.”
“Your friends," Nick smirked. "You leave for days and no one bothered to look for you.”
“If I’m gone to long, they will.” Sav told him.
“Perhaps, but they will give up looking after awhile.”
“What do you want form me?”
“Spending time together, just the two of us. We can build a lasting relationship.”
“”Relationship?” Sav looked at him with puzzlement.
“Oh yes, one much closer than we have now. Who knows one day we can ….”
“I am not into those kinds of relationships, Nick.” Sav said angrily. “You can just forget it and let me out of here now.”
“I’m not ready to do that, if it takes forever to have that……well, lets just say, we do have forever after all.”
“You can’t do this Nick. I have a life, friends, family that would not believe that I would just leave like that!”
“You have a life here with me now.”
“I don’t want a life with you or a relationship, so just give up now and let me out.” Sav replied with as much calmness as he could find, but the anger he felt building up was going to take over, it was just a matter of minutes before it did.
“The adjustments will take time. I understand that, but in the end, I will have what I want.”
“It’s not going to happen.” Sav angrily hissed.
“Give it time.”
“You can’t do this to me!” Sav shouted.
“Oh, but I have and no one knows about it.”
“Goddamnit Nick, let me out of here!” Sav yelled, shaking the bars.
Nick clasp his hands in front of him, idly gazing at his captive, “I’m afraid, I can’t do that.”
Sav lunged for him through the bars, he was just inches from his fingers, “I’ll kill you for this.” he hissed.
“Don’t make ideal threats.” Nick told him smugly.
“It’s not a threat.”
“Well, it is getting late, so make yourself comfortable. The sun will be up soon, so I suggest you get some rest,” Nick told him. Turning away, he headed for another part of the house. “Oh by the way, I forgot to mention this. As long as you resist me, the longer you will be here, it’s that simply.”
“It’s not that fucking simply!” Sav yelled after him. “Don’t walk away from me!” he shook the bars again. “Shit.” He turned and leaned against the bars. ‘This isn’t happening.’ he thought, but it was, the bars pressing against his back reminded him of that.
*****
Nick was leaning against the wall next to the bars, watching Sav as he lay on the bed. He had hardly spoken in the past couple of days, even though Nick tried many times to engage him in conversation with no results.
“Have you feed today?” Nick asked him. Judging from the full bottle that sat on the nightstand, he hadn’t eaten since Nick brought him here.
No response.
“Don’t make me come in there and force you to feed.”
When he still didn’t move or say anything, Nick left him alone and went to find something else to do.
Sav listened to him as he walked away. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of responding to his questions. He knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. The hunger he felt was making it harder to control the vampire in him. He hated not being in control. He had the power to control this whole situation, but couldn’t bring himself to give in to Nick’s demands of having that kind of relationship, other than that of friends. Being caged like this was driving him crazy. He needed to get out of here and the only way to do that is to play the game that Nick had set up for him. He wasn’t even sure it was a game in the first place. Nick was hell bent on having him no matter what the cost is in the long run.
*****
Days later Nick, once again stood at the bars, staring at Sav as he slept. He knew that he wasn’t feeding. His eyes were rimed with dark circles and slightly sunken. He had lost weight and Nick had noticed his ribs were beginning to show. Vampire's lost weight quickly, if they didn’t feed properly. Nick went over and took the keys from their place on the wall several feet from the bars. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, shutting it behind him. He cautiously approached the bed where Sav lay sleeping. It was never wise to wake a sleeping, starving vampire. Nick knew that he would wake up at the slightest touch, and would be hungry enough to attack him, to get the blood that his body so desperately needed. Nick touched his shoulder and shook him gently. Sav’s eyes flew open and stared at him. With fangs bared and eyes blazing red, Sav told him to get out.
“Not until you feed. You haven’t done so in many days.” Nick reached over and took the bottle from the nightstand and held it out to him.
Sav knocked it from his hand and it shattered on the floor. “I told you to get out. I want nothing from you.”
“I’m not leaving until….”
Sav had him pinned against the bars, before Nick finished his sentence. He roughly grabbed Nick’s chin, shoving his head sideways to bare his neck. He could smell the blood in his veins, it was calling out to him to take it. But he hesitated to do so.
“You know you want it. Take it and satisfy your hunger.” Nick told him.
Still he hesitated, not wanting to fall in the trap.
“Take it.” Nick said loudly.
Sav let him go and stepped back, “No, I will not.” Feeling more in control, he walked over to the window.
“You can’t control it much longer. The next time I come in here, you will give in and take that for which you desire.”
Sav turned his head and looked at him with quiet disregard, but said nothing.
Nick only sighed and turned to leave. Glancing at Sav one more time before opening the door and going through, locking it securely behind him.
'Yes, the next time he will not be able to resist and I look forward to that time.' Even though he knew it would be painful, but desirably at the same time.
****
“Are you going to call the police Joe?” Phil asked.
They were on a plane to London, to discuss ideas for a new album of old songs they had laying about. Some songs that never made it too released records. The four of them had finally decided to go ahead with the idea, even though Sav wasn't there.
“No.” Joe answered a few minutes later
“Why not? There is obviously something wrong this time. He wouldn’t just leave like that and not say anything about where he was going.” Phil commented.
“Sure he would. He’s done it before and came back every time." Joe calmy told reminded him. "I’m tried of dealing with this. Sav has put a space between us...the band and it was effecting the way we played on stage.”
“I noticed that too.”
Joe turned back to stare out the window, “So let him do his thing and not worry about it until after these meetings.”
They were quiet for the rest of the trip. Having exhausted the subject about Sav and his behavior of the past to the point that no one wanted to talk about it any more.
Arriving at the hotel after having a rough time at the airport, Joe signed the registration. The clerk took one look at it and said that he had a letter waiting for him. He took the letter from the clerk and opened it and scanned the page. Phil came up to him.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“A letter from Sav.” He handed it him and Phil also read it.
“I don’t believe this.” Phil said.
“It’s all there, you read it yourself. For someone not to be happy with the way things have been going for years, he didn’t show it.”
“That’s why I don’t believe any thing he wrote.”
Vivian saw them enter the lobby from his seat on the other side. He had arrived the day before to meet them there for the meetings. “What’s up guy’s? You look like some body punched you in the stomach.”
“You could put it that way,” Joe started, the unmistakable sadness evident in his voice. “A letter from Sav. He quit.”
“What, you’re kidding.”
Phil handed him the letter and Vivian read it too.
“This is crazy. Why would he quit?” he asked.
“He’s found something else to occupy his life and this is not it.” Joe said.
“I don’t believe that, it doesn’t even look like his handwriting. It’s to….I don’t know, neat. Looks like it took forever to write and we all know that he doesn’t have the best penmanship, in fact, none of us do.”
“So he took his time in writing it. Three months is a long time to write a letter saying that he is quitting the band and going about his new life." Joe stated matter-of-factly.
“So you don’t believe it either?” Phil asked.
“I don’t know what to believe any more Phil.” With that, Joe headed up to his room.
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