Jack and Ted running into Dracula and a fight ensues? (Jack did mention fighting him once or twice in wwbn before Ulysses apparently killed him and I'm pretty sure they've had run ins in the comics). Good old vampire vs werewolf fight, pls.
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Summary: Jack and Ted encounter an old rival of Jack’s.
TW: Violence, knife, mild body horror
Jack smelt him before he saw him. Him and Ted were currently attending a Halloween costume party at a local club, and while the smell of alcohol and cheap costumes clouded his sensitive nose, there was one distinct smell he zeroed in on immediately, the smell of blood and filth. During his long career of hunting, he’d come to associate that smell with one of the most dangerous kinds of monsters there were, Vampires. He turned to face where he assumed the smell was coming from, spotting a blonde woman in a rather revealing angel costume talking to a sharp dressed man.
The man was bald, with a stubble-dusted face and striking blue eyes, and Jack all but snarled. Carpathian. He expected better of the Vampire, truly he did. Attacking someone on Halloween? That was just tasteless and tacky. He watched as the woman laughed at the Vampire’s jokes, unaware of the beast that lurked beneath but a few inches of latex-like false skin.
He needed to find his boyfriend. Tonight wasn’t a night of the full moon, so there was no way he stood a chance against Carpathian by himself, but with a little help…
Finding Ted wasn’t an issue, as he was currently surrounded by people trying to take selfies and photos with him. He waited until Ted was done with his current photo before standing next to him. “Ted, we have an issue,” he whispered, trying to make sure no one heard him.
His boyfriend moved away from the crowd surrounding him, giving a grumble.
He pointed to where Corinthian stood, watching as the Vampire prepared to lead the woman out the side door into the connecting alley. “You see him? That’s Carpathian.”
Ted’s eyes widened, he had told his boyfriend about Carpathian before, but he had never met the Vampire in person. Ted had jokingly asked if Carpathian was his ex at one point, to which he merely rolled his eyes. Sure he respected Carpathian, but that was only because Carpathian had the dubious distinction of being the only monster to survive more than one hunt against him. Even if his human guise was moderately attractive.
“We need to stop him before he sucks that poor woman dry,” he said as the Vampire exited the building.
Ted nodded, giving a grumble.
He and Ted made their way after Carpathian, pushing through a few other partygoers on the way. It was funny, despite all the costumes and makeup of monsters and beasts, three very real monsters were among them, and one of them wanted nothing more than to bring harm to each and every one of them.
They exited the building, and Jack turned to the side and spotted Carpathian leaning in towards the woman, her eyes closed. “Hey, Carlos! Long time no see!” he shouted, trying to get the Vampire’s attention and make the woman leave.
To his luck, it worked. “Oh, am I interrupting something?” she asked, looking back at him and Ted. She seemed to take their silence as a yes, awkwardly walking back inside as Carpathian scowled, something large visibly shifting beneath his false skin.
“Jack,” Carpathian said, Eastern European accent oozing with venom, “Long time no see.”
“I hoped it would be a good long while before I saw you again,” he responded, unimpressed, sliding a hand into the pocket of Dr. Jekyll outfit, wrapping it around the pocket knife inside. He usually didn’t like confrontation when it wasn’t a full moon, but he kept the knife on his person at all times, just in case push came to shove.
The vampire turned to look at Ted, “Who’s your friend here? I don’t think you’ve ever spoken to me about him before.”
Henarrowed his eyes, “Yeah, because I was too busy trying to kill you. And his name is Ted by the way, my boyfriend.”
Carpathian laughed, “I didn’t take you for the type, Jacky, being in a relationship I mean.”
Ted gave an angry grumble.
He growled, “It’s fine Ted. Why are you even here?”
“Well,” Carpathian grinned, “a man has to eat, doesn’t he?”
“Sure, that doesn’t explain everyone else you kill after you’re done.”
Carpathian shrugged, “Nobody’s perfect.”
He scowled, “Just leave, Carpathian.”
Carpathian grinned, his blue eyes giving a predatory gleam, “No, I don’t think I will. You interrupted my meal, so it’s only fair that you join me for it.”
In an instant, the Vampire bounded towards him, and he removed the knife from his pocket, slicing the Carpathian’s face with it. The wound didn’t bleed, only exposing the pale flesh underneath it. Carpathian laughed as he tore at his false skin and suit, tearing it off like cheap latex to expose the pale, hairless flesh of his true, bat-like form. A pair of huge, leathery wings extended from his back as he ripped the face of his human guise off.
Ted gave a shocked groan.
He turned to quickly nod at his partner, “Yeah, not too nice to look at, huh?”
Carpathian glared at him with his beady, oversized black eyes, “Your boyfriend isn’t winning any prizes either.”
He prepared to slam the knife into Carpathian’s eye, but the Vampire responded like a bolt of lightning, grabbing Jack’s arm with his spindly, taloned fingers. Carpathian laughed, leaning his head back to prepare to rip into his throat, “Don’t worry Jacky, it won’t hurt, I’ll make it quick.”
Jack braced for the fangs, but in an instant Ted punched the Vampire clean in the face from over his shoulder, sending Carpathian flying backwards down the alley. Carpathian got back to his feet with a hiss, “You’re a lucky man Jack, that boyfriend of yours is pretty rough.”
“Just shut up,” Jack scowled.
“Fine, I’ll be taking my leave, I’d rather live to fight another day anyway,” Carpathian’s bat-like face shifted into a grin before he flapped his wings, taking off and soaring out of the alley.
Ted gave a concerned grumble, looking at where Carpathian grabbed him.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he responded. He gave a tired smile, “I think we should head home though.”
Ted gave a grumble, pulling him in close for warmth.
“Yeah, Carpathian certainly is a character,” he smiled. As awful as Carpathian was, the two of them had a sense of mutual respect for eachother. He honestly deserved better than being killed in a shoddy back alley next to a club in Florida. Carpathian was one of the few monsters the wolf wasn’t able to immediately kill, and in his mind, he deserved a far more dignified death.
Ted gave a teasing grumble.
Jack gave an unimpressed look, “I told you, he is not into me!”
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