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Demon In My View	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 1968 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Jimmy awoke with a start the next morning breaking out of a shadowy nightmare full of eyeless girls and mutilated corpses. At some point in the night Zack had turned to face him and now had his head buried in Jimmy’s shoulder, he was breathing slowly and deeply, seemingly undisturbed and infinitely more relaxed than he had been the night before. Johnny had his head tucked against Zack’s shoulder with one of Brian’s arms wrapped protectively around his waist, the other cradled his head. Matt had one of his arms around Jimmy’s waist and his warm breath whispered across the drummer’s neck.

The arm around Jimmy’s waist tensed and a low rumbling growl shook Matt’s chest, moving carefully, so as not to wake Zack, Jimmy lightly ran his hand over Matt’s bare arm and felt the growl lessen and then stop; the singer’s arm relaxed and he drifted into a more pleasant dream. Looking around the room again Jimmy pulled Zack closer and fell back asleep.

Zack woke up with Jimmy’s musky scent surrounding him and from what he could remember Johnny’s warm body was pressed against his back. Jimmy mumbled something and Zack nuzzled closer to the drummer if that was possible and waited for someone else to wake up.

Jimmy woke up slowly; unconsciously he pulled Zack closer and then looked down to see Zack looking at him sleepily. Jimmy’s eyes were equally as tired, but they sharpened and then softened again, “You’re bleeding again.” He whispered, Zack didn’t look and instead pulled himself up the drummer’s smooth body so he could bury his head in the crook of his neck.

“You’ve gotta take another shower before we leave.” The drummer sighed; Zack made a sound like a whimper and a growl and shook his head. Jimmy opened his mouth to argue more when Matt’s sleepy voice scared both of them, “Zacky, go take another shower, and while you’re doing that we’re gonna go out and get some gauze.”

“Jesus Matt you coulda told me you were awake!” Jimmy sat up and turned to glare at the singer and felt a cold shiver race down his spine, Matt was sound asleep. Jimmy sat up all the way and quickly looked around the room; Zack cowered next to him shaking again.

“Alright, what the fuck do you want?!” Jimmy’s voice was only a shaky whisper and he was answered with only an oppressive silence.

“Zacky, wake Matt up.” Jimmy could barely hear himself and was surprised when Zack reached behind him to wake Matt up.

Zack lightly trailed his fingers down the side of Matt’s face, the singer’s eyelids fluttered open and his sleep glazed eyes focused on Zack’s shiny fearful ones.

“What?” he mumbled sitting up and rubbing his eyes. A small snicker coming from the corner of the room broke the silence and Matt’s tired eyes snapped into a wakeful focus. Brian sat up seconds later, not as awake as Matt or Jimmy but he was wary as he glanced around the room. Johnny was snuggled next to Zack dividing his attention between watching Matt and Jimmy and keeping watch on the other side of the room.

“Its not there anymore,” Johnny whispered; Jimmy looked at him briefly and then looked around the room again, “it’s on the ceiling above us.”

Jimmy and Brian leaned over the other two protectively and Matt unleashed an inhuman snarl as he glared at the ceiling.

Jimmy looked up but he didn’t see anything but the stucco ceiling until he leaned down to soothe the trembling guitarist beneath him, out the corner of his eye an ominous shadow writhed on the pristine white.

“Now, now Matt, there’s no need to get defensive.” The voice sounded just like Matt’s, Matt’s rumbling growl halted and he went rigid next to Jimmy. A cackling laugh that was anything but Matt’s echoed through the room. With a sudden movement Matt jumped to his feet and swiped at the ceiling; a pained screech that nearly split Jimmy’s head reverberated through the room and Matt was thrown with a bone-crunching sound against the wall.

“Matty!” Zack pulled out of Johnny’s embrace and tried to go to the singer, but Jimmy’s strong arm held him back.

“I’m fine Zacky.” Matt pulled himself off the floor rubbing his head; Zack relaxed and snuggled against Jimmy.

“That is so gross, doesn’t it hurt?” Brian watched absolutely disgusted, yet intrigued as Matt carefully fit together the pieces of his broken arm. Matt ground two pieces together and laughed as Brian went a slight green color. Johnny was sitting next to the guitarist still frightfully looking around the room.

“Johnny it’s gone, for the moment, it probably won’t be back until later if it decides to come back at all.” Matt said holding his arm in place until it healed. Johnny nodded but still scooted closer to Brian.

“C’mon Zacky, I know it hurts but Jesus if this gets infected it’s gonna hurt even more.” Jimmy held Zack against his chest and tried to coax the stubborn guitarist to let him wash his extensive wounds. Zack shuddered and shook his head, Jimmy sighed in frustration. Someone knocked on the door and then came in, like the night before Matt’s shadow rippled across the curtain; Zack trembled and pressed closer to Jimmy.

“Are you guys okay?” Matt went over to the counter and started rummaging through a bag.
“Matt,” Jimmy said cautiously, half-turning to shield Zack from the shadow, “how do we know it’s really you?”

“Umm…I’m wearing a thong.” Came the cheeky reply, Zack snorted and relaxed, Jimmy rolled his eyes, “That only proves that you’re gay, not that you’re Matt.”

Matt stopped whatever it was that he was doing and walked over to the shower, he pulled back the curtain and smacked Jimmy’s arm and then dropped the curtain and went back to what he was doing.

Zack snickered as Jimmy swore at the singer and rubbed his arm; Zack’s green eyes looked up at the drummer, still a shade to dark, but so much brighter than they had been. Jimmy ended his swearing spiel and again tried to persuade the smaller guitarist to let him clean his mangled torso.

“Hang on Jimmy,” Matt was mixing something in one of the hotel’s cheap plastic cups, “here let me see him.” Matt pulled the curtain back again and held his hand out to Zack who took it a little confused. Matt wrapped Zack in a towel and carefully dried him off, then he grabbed a cup with a thick red liquid in it, “This is gonna sting a little so brace yourself.” He dipped his fingers in and started smearing the stuff on the rips and tears covering Zack’s body.

“Matt, what is that stuff?” Jimmy was pretty sure he knew what it was already; Matt didn’t say anything and continued to dab at the wounds. Zack whimpered a little as the gashes began to stitch themselves back together. It only took about five minutes for Zack’s body to completely heal, the hideous slashes left behind pearly white scars but other than that there was nothing left to betray how torn his body had been.

“You need to wash it off or else it’ll irritate his skin.” Matt’s voice was fainter than usual and he was unnaturally pale with dark circles under his eyes. He gently pushed Zack back toward the shower and then turned to leave, Jimmy lightly touched his shoulder but the singer glided out the door without looking back.

“Matt, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Brian watched Matt worriedly as the singer leaned against the wall weakly. He took a step toward him and Matt shot him a warning look; Brian retreated two steps.

“What’s wrong Matty?” Brian had never seen him like this before; Matt shook his head and pushed away from the wall, “I’ll be back in an hour.” He whispered and headed shakily for the door. Realization dawned on Brian; he pulled out his pocket knife and in one swift motion slit his wrist. Matt froze where he was and a violent shudder ran through him, he shook himself and reached for the door, another tremor racked his body.
“Matty…” Brian stood where he was and watched the singer struggle with himself. Brian’s crimson blood dripped down his wrist and fell to the floor and more bubbled up; Matt sank to the floor and shook. Brian took a cautious step toward him and again backed up when a low growl reached his ears. The tremors in Matt’s body slowed and then stopped, after a moment he awkwardly climbed to his feet; Brian watched him and then fearlessly walked over to him. Matt’s sharp eyes watched his every movement and then slid down his body until they found his still bleeding wrist. Blood dripped down Brian’s hand and pooled in his slightly curled fingers before falling to the floor. Brian could easily see now that Matt had simply stopped breathing.

Brian stared fearlessly into the singer’s eyes and watched the dramatic play of colors; crimson, to violet, to an unnamable blue, then a tawny gold, pitch black, an emerald green so much like Zack’s, a strange swirl of blue and red that shifted to his usual warm brown, and then back to crimson where the cycle started over.

Brian broke the eye contact when his back hit a wall; he jumped and shook his head as a feeling of vertigo over took him, Johnny was sitting on the bed watching him with a small smile on his lips. Brian looked around and realized he was on the other side of the room. He glared at the singer, but he was pushing himself away from the wall again and moving to the door.

Brian growled and darted to the other side of the room he grabbed Matt’s arm and pushed him against the wall again and wiped his bloody hand across the singer’s mouth. Matt caught Brian’s bleeding wrist and slowly licked his lips, Brian could feel the shudder of pleasure that rippled through his body and again looked into his eyes.

The colors were brighter, there was the strange blue color, emerald green, something like a sunshine yellow, a light coffee brown, lilac, sky blue, teal, yellow-green, and even pure white. A very small part of Brian’s mind realized he should probably look away, but most of it wasn’t really aware of anything except the beautiful colors in the singer’s eyes.

Matt slowly raised Brian’s wrist to his lips, never breaking eye contact, and dragged his tongue across the clean cut savoring the guitarist’s unique taste. A small shudder rippled through Brian’s body each time Matt’s tongue touched his skin; within minutes the blood covering Synyster’s wrist and hand was gone and his wrist had stopped bleeding. Matt pulled the docile guitarist closer and pushed his medium-length hair off his neck. Matt carefully tilted Synyster’s head to the side and lightly skimmed his nose over his soft, pale skin inhaling his distinct scent. Matt let his tongue wander up and down the throbbing vein in Brian’s neck, tasting his smooth skin. Brian moaned and tilted his head more and his eyes slipped shut. Matt slipped a hand around his waist and pulled them closer together, his other tangled in Brian’s silky hair and kept his head still and then Matt sank his sharp white teeth into Synyster’s supple flesh.

A sharp sting of pain half-way brought Brian out of his trance but there was an even bigger feeling of pleasure that made him moan and writhe against whatever was in front of him. Some part of his mind vaguely realized that it was Matt pressed against him and that his lips were at his neck. Brian reached up and tangled a hand in Matt’s hair and pressed him closer to his neck as his body reacted uncontrollably to the pleasure coursing through him. His hips rolled forward pressing his hot erection into Matt, small sounds spilled from his mouth and he continued to arch into Matt. Every nerve in his body was on fire, the arm around his hips tightened, crushing him against Matt and further igniting his body. Matt’s warm body was heavy against him and he was gently rocking against Brian as the guitarist ground roughly against him. The muscles in Brian’s stomach tightened and he pushed against Matt harder and held his head closer as his orgasm built.

He came hard with a strangled sound and rocked against Matt until he was spent and finally came out of his dazed trance with Matt lapping at the small puncture wounds in his neck until they stopped bleeding. Matt supported all of the guitarist’s weight easily as Brian passed out.

“Are you two done?” Johnny was lying on the bed watching them; Zack was curled against Jimmy, who was sitting up also watching them. Matt ignored them and made sure Brian was okay before he carefully picked him up and put him on the bed next to Johnny.

“My turn next.” Snickered Jimmy; Matt leveled a cool gaze at him and Jimmy fully returned the look. Before the movement even registered in Jimmy’s mind the singer was on top of him pressing him back into the bed, his warm breath ghosting over his neck; Jimmy shuddered when he felt the sharp points of Matt’s teeth resting against his soft skin.

“You want this,” Matt’s seductive whisper drifted across Jimmy’s neck and Matt heard as well as felt his heart speed up, “how much do you want this?” Jimmy’s heart nearly doubled when Matt’s tongue languidly trailed over his neck. Jimmy turned his head exposing even more of his graceful neck.

Matt grunted a little when Zack’s small body landed on his back, Jimmy’s hips bucked up into him. Matt shifted a little putting more weight on Jimmy’s hips and smiled when the drummer started to writhe beneath him. Zack moved so he could rest his chin over Matt’s shoulder, Matt turned his head enough to look at him but still stayed close to Jimmy.

“What do you want?” Matt whispered; Zack bared his small teeth and growled, Matt playfully bared his own and growled as well. Zack nipped at Matt’s neck until the singer shook him off, Zack giggled and jumped over to Johnny’s bed, Synyster mumbled something and turned over. Matt pulled himself off Jimmy, who let out small moan, and crouched there waiting for Zack to move. Zack nimbly jumped off the bed right into Matt’s waiting arms. He wiggled and squirmed until he had turned himself around and then started biting the singer’s neck again. Matt nuzzled the guitarist’s neck and laid him on the bed again, wrapping him protectively in his arms they growled and snarled at each other until Zack gave up and nuzzled Matt’s neck instead of biting. Matt smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his neck and then moved off of him.

“You guys are crazier than Jimmy.” Johnny laughed and ducked the pillow the drummer threw at him. Zack snickered and kicked Matt in the butt; the singer was back on top of him before he could blink. Matt tickled and growled while Zack snarled and bit, but again Zack gave in laughing as Matt continued to tickle him mercilessly.

“Guys, much as I hate to break up your bonding time, we need to get to the airport.” Jimmy laughed and shoved Matt, who barely moved, and grabbed his bag. Johnny rolled over and woke up the very groggy Synyster and Matt pressed a small kiss to Zack’s forehead and then rolled off him.

They checked out and walked out to the cold, drizzly day to the car; Matt paused a few feet away from the car and stopped breathing.

“What? Matty what’s wrong?” Johnny whispered shivering. Jimmy watched him too and then groaned, “Blood. There’s still blood in the car.” Zack shuddered and Jimmy moved closer to him; Brian, still trying to wake up, swore quietly and looked at Matt.

“I’ll be fine.” He whispered and started walking again.

“It’s a five hour drive to the airport; you barely made it through three last night.” Brian grumbled; Matt paused again and looked at him, “I’ll be fine.” He repeated.

“Fine,” Brian muttered, “same seats!” he brightened suddenly as his moods changed faster than shadows cast by a flickering candle.

“Brian you are not driving, you’re barely awake.” Matt grabbed the keys out of his hand and pushed him to the other side of the car. Brian pouted but got in the passenger side anyway.

A/N: So Matt’s a vampire, who knew! Don’t look at me, the boy does what he wants ^_^ anyway, this should be a *very* interesting drive to the airport…
Oh, and by the way, GO PATRIOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*edit* Mein Gott!! I just wanted to thank everyone for their reviews, I realized last night that I haven't done that at all on this story! Well thank you 7x and I'll get the next chapter up probably this weekend ^_^
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