#vampyr fanfiction

[charox5]

McReid soulmates comic! Check back monthly for updates! Check pinned post on my page for my thoughts and comments!

UPDATE 01/19/24

UPDATE 02/25/24

UPDATE 03/29/2024

#mcreid #geoffrey mccullum #vampyr art #geoffrey x jonathan #jonathan reid #vampyr fanfiction #my art

[therewasatale]

shit

On Ao3.

The door opened and after a couple of seconds it didn’t close, the lock didn't slide back to its place as it should have.

"Shit." Geoffrey leaned against the wall. He wanted to wait until the room stopped spinning, but with each moment his legs felt weaker and weaker. They began to give up on him. The pain rippled all over his body; starting from his freshly wounded side it radiated up to his head, at the same time it seeped down to his legs making every step a challenge. The gauze stuck to his skin, and so did his coat. His sweat stung his eyes. 

"Shit...shit." He somehow made his way to his bedroom, and took a big sip from the whisky when he finally reached the self. 

He wasn't careful, of course he had to make a fucking mistake, but the wound wasn't that deep. At least it didn't feel too deep at first. But now, a fewer was raging inside him and all he wanted to just lay in a cold water.

The room spun around him, and he found himself kneeling on the ground. His head hung low, and his fingers felt numb.

He tried to reach something deep inside his mind, he had to remember at something, but he couldn’t think anymore; the pain, the fewer and the exhaustion took hold of him. He closed his eyes just to rest them for a bit, to make it easier to think, but he wasn't able to open them again.

 There was the pain first, and then a familiar voice. A dream, maybe. He was dreaming, about something. Where was he? And why was everything dark? A fight, there was a fight. Almost at dawn, the fog was his enemy, no, something inside the fog. Those bloody eyes followed him, and he followed it in turn. And then, and then there was darkness. But he wasn't alone in the fight.

"Geoffrey?"

That familiar voice called out to him, like it did a plenty of times in his dreams. So yes, it should be a dream, again.

"Can you hear me?"

His mind became a bit more focused and clearer and when he opened his eyes he looked right into that owner of that familiar voice.

"Reid?" The hunter tried to order his thoughts, but it had to deal with the pain and numbness in his body. "What-?"

"Take it easy, I had to change your bandage. And I had to make sure that your fewer gets lower. How are you feeling?"

"Like shit."

"That's how you look like, so it's good, in a way."

"Fuck off. Where are we?" The hunter rubbed his eyes. "How did you get here?"

"You left your door open, and I saw you collapsing into the ground from the street."

Memories slotted back into their places. 

"You followed me home?!" He groaned and became silent. 

The doctor scoffed. "I can already tell that you're getting better. And yes, yes, I did. You didn't let me treat that wound after all."

"I told you I was fine." He glanced at his bandaged hand.

"Oh, I'm familiar with that pronunciation of near-death, I've noticed that the most stubborn people like to use it "

Their eyes met, and it was McCullum's turn to scoff. "Shut up." He glanced around, his instincts finally kicking in, but they couldn’t help much more. "Did you put me into bed?"

"Do you want me to put you back on the floor? Maybe you can get another, different kind of infection."

And again, their eyes met, and McCullum noticed the tiny smile hiding inside the Ekon's eyes. 

"You're so-"

"Can’t be helped, I know. I know. How are you feeling?"

Geoffrey rolled his eyes as hard and as annoyed as he just could. "Fine. My legs are moving, and I can feel the pain all over my body."

"Good, then maybe you will live another day."

"I thought you were supposed to be a good doctor."

"I'm a good surgeon, and an adept at blood-transfusion, but everyone can make a mistake." A small smile spread on the Ekon's lips.

"Give me some medicine then."

"I just did, I gave you-"

"Whisky, Reid, I meant my whisky. I want to dull this god damn pounding in my head."

The doctor paused, then rolled his eyes. "Of course, whisky. That will help surely, especially your liver." Still he did as he was asked. Taking a step, he got the bottle from the ground and handed it over. "Although, I'm afraid, it's almost empty."

"It will be enough." McCullum swallowed the dry whiskey with long gulps, and let out a tired sigh. He saw as Reid moved closer from the corner of his eyes, but for once it didn't bother him. This once, he didn't have the strength to care.

"Don't be alarmed."

Cold fingers touched the hunter's forehead, and he had to stop himself from leaning closer to the Ekon's hand. 

"You still have some fewer, it's not that worrying, it will go down now that I properly cleaned your wound, but you should sleep now. Your body is exhausted, I can tell."

"Just from looking at me? You can examine with just a glance, don't you? Smartass, leech."

"Yes, something like that." Jonathan sat down next to him, and took the empty bottle from him. "I can tell if someone is sick, and I can help them more easily."

"Vampire-doctor." Mumbled Geoffrey and glanced toward at the window. Curtains hid the morning light from his eyes, but it was obvious that dawn was upon them. "You should get going, the Sun going to burn you black."

"I'm afraid you're right. And I have to get back to Pembroke too." With a quick up and down glance, Jonathan made sure that the leader of the Priwen was all right, and in the process of healing. He cleaned the claw wound and got the glass shards from the hunter's hand. But the man's body was pushed to the extreme.

"Reid."

"Yes, McCullum?" He leaned closer.

Geoffrey swallowed back his pride, and let his other feelings take a hold on him. Later he will say it was the fresh wound's, or the bloodlust’s, or the sickness' or even the alcohol’s fault, but right now just wanted to do it. Reaching out he grabbed the doctor's coat and pulled him closer.

Jonathan's eyes widened, he had to steady himself by putting down his hand next to McCullum's head. The kiss caught him off guard. The kiss tasted of whisky, and crankiness, but it wasn't a bad kiss. He felt fingers gently making their way into his hair, pulling him even closer. He let himself be pulled. His mind raced, and so did his heart, his ears filled with the heavy breathing of the hunter. 

Suddenly, it ended when Geoffrey turned his head to the side. He couldn't even look at the Ekon. "I'm drunk, you should go."

For a moment McCullum's heartbeat occupied Jonathan's attention, for a second, he really wanted to do something with the hunter. But that moment faded as he once again saw and smelled the blood. 

"All right then, you should sleep now. Good night, McCullum." He placed a quick kiss on the hunter's neck, and smiled as it made the man shiver. Without looking back, he stood up and left building, leaving behind the still heavily, but not from the fewer, breathing Geoffrey. 

The hunter knew very well that the kiss will haunt him for the rest of his life. "Shit."

#vampyr fanfiction #vampyr 2018 #geoffrey mccullum #mcreid #jonathan reid #dr reid #vampyr game

[ithilien-wolf]

In my first run through Vampyr, I turned Geoffrey into a vampire, without hesitation and enormous satisfaction, I must say.

I’m here working my ass off to get this thing of the epidemic done, and you make this whole scene with the Great Hunting and the uv lights and arthur’s blood?! C’moooon!!! You had it comin’ boy! NO MERCY.

But afterwards he behaves in the cementery, and he’s actually even reasonable and interesting (cheers for voice actor), and Reid says:

“Farewell, my progeny.”

And McCullum is all tight and dangerous saying.

"Do not stretch your luck, Reid."

And I melted.

This is the stuff our enemies to lovers trope is made of.

And here I am now reading/writing McReid fanfic series. #FML

#mcreid #vampyr fanfiction #vampyr game #enemies to lovers #this is the stuff our dreams are made of #jonathan reid x geoffrey mccullum #jonathan reid #geoffrey mccullum #vampire #english voices in this game are beautiful #fml #fuck my life

[secondarythings]

New chapter of my "Geoffrey has turned himself into a vampire by drinking King Arthur's blood and it's frankly embarrassing how long it takes people, including Geoffrey himself, to notice" fic

#geoffrey mccullum #vampyr video game #vampyr #vampyr fanfiction

[chriscdcase95]

Chapter Sixteen: “After the Storm”

Okay, long, LONG, time coming, but I've been sitting on this one for over a year, but we're finally getting a full Pricefield chapter, after spending sixteen chapters mostly in the background.

We are also gonna be following up a segment I wrote in chapter 3 (all the way back from 2020). I've been meaning to do this one last year, but I had other arcs to wrap up. Mainly Rachel’s LA storyline.

Now this is a Route A chapter (”Sacrifice Arcadia Bay”), and will cover the immediate aftermath of the Bae ending, at least this fic’s version of that ending, and the FBC's investigation.

It was gonna be longer and would focus on Max and Chloe's years together before the present day, but I didn't want to over bloat the chapter. Luckily, it’s Route B (“Sacrifice Chloe”) version won’t be that much of a hassle to write. 

We were also gonna cover how the cast of Until Dawn meet and befriends the surviving LIS cast in 2015. But that can be saved for a later date.

There are other things I was hoping include; properly introducing Chloe's grandmother, Beth Price, after spending a while talking about her; as well as finding out more about this “Diana Reid” that Jonathan and Ashbury being up here and there. 

But I think Diana will get her own chapter covering her backstory. 

One newcomer we have is Agent “Gabriel Wallace”, an FBC agent and a seemingly minor but key player in the lore of Vampyr and this fic’s backstory. Though I’m not really subtle about his true identity. “Wallace” also briefly appears in the previous chapter, but this is his proper introduction.

Anyways, with what I did include, I hope you enjoy the read. We’re also getting several characters I’ve been wanting to feature for a while; be it those lost to the storm, who it’s survivors.

Content Warning: Canon character deaths and violence typical to the story thus far. There’s also mentions, allusions and a quick instance of sexual assault; however, there’s nothing too graphic depicted there.

#life is strange fanfiction #vampyr fanfiction #pricefield #chloe price #max caulfield #chasemarsh #kate marsh #victoria chase #reidbury #jonathan reid #elisabeth ashbury #mary reid #david madsen #warren graham #joyce price #remedy control #control fanfiction #federal bureau of control #until dawn fanfiction

[vampyr-game]

Out of an abundance of love for the minor characters in DONTNOD's Vampyr, and an appreciation for rare pairs in general, I cordially invite you all to participate in Hot Skal Summer 2022: A Week-Long Rare-Pair Writing Fanwork Fest!

Each day has a set of prompts loosely united by a theme, and you can choose one or several to draw from, as loosely interpreted as you'd like! Rare pairs are my passion, and a fun writing challenge for me; so I hope you'll join us in celebrating these lesser-known characters! :)

A full list of prompts can be found beneath the cut, and at the AO3 Collection.

From 10—16 July 2022, here are the prompts for each day of the challenge:

10. SPAT OUT BY JONAH’S WHALE rebirth | drenched | adrift 11. MEET YOUR MAKER meet-cute | maker x progeny | turning 12. WE’RE ALL MAD HERE lost | asylum | premonition 13. PAINT THE TOWN RED “Just for tonight.” | evening plans | over-indulgence 14. I WASH MY HANDS OF THIS red-handed | departure | recovery 15. I KNEW YOU ONCE amnesia | nostalgia | reunited 16. TIL DEATH DO WE PART human x vampire | touch-starved | voyeurism

If you post your work under #hot skal summer, or #hot skal summer 2022, I’ll reblog it here to boost your work! Participation in the form of art and comments are also encouraged. And if this challenge doesn’t interest you at all—then I hope you’ll take this as a sign to reblog your favorite Vampyr fanart, and leave a nice comment on a Vampyr fic you’ve enjoyed recently, but might not have commented on yet! :)

Happy hunting!

#hot skal summer #hot skal summer 2022 #vampyr game #vampyr 2018 #vampyr fanfiction #fanfiction #vampyr #writing challenge #prompt challenge #vampyr writing challenge #ah im excited #happy hot skal summer everyone 🥳🎉

[priwenshallprevail]

Up until now, I desperately tried to avoid Vampyr fanfiction. Because I wanted to approach Geoffrey as my own and not be influenced by anyone else. But .. I've recently been tempted by a McReid fic that made me cave in , if not due to a particular fanart that has circled around more than once, relative of a scene within said fiction. When I dove into this. I soon came to realize that we all have subconsciously fed off one another without truly realizing. Because the most of us see him in the same light. That we all hold similar headcanons with him, his past, his relationships with the Guard. The Guard itself and even similarities over Carl Eldritch. Or his obstinate view of Reid as a whole, as it slowly starts to splinter due to various events, wane and contaminate into self doubt. That despite his mask, he really isn't as invincible like he likes to think he is. It's beautiful how a good portion of us seem to understand that particular quality of his state of being. Or how neither of them are truly submissive with each other in this particular story. Another view I share with this author and it warms my heart tremendously. It really becomes an amazing connection at that point. One that honestly made me smile like a goon -- something I haven't felt in a long time within a fandom. I haven't quite finished it yet, so please, no spoilers -- but I must give thanks to the Author of The Changing of the Guard. If they are present on tumblr : It's a beautiful fic , and I love you for it.

#『 out of character 』 #The beauty of fanfiction ; #vampyr rp #vampyr 2018 #vampyr fanfiction

[waifgirlininternet]

#angelcore #coquette #dolette #hyper feminine #vampyr #twilight #the twilight saga #twilight aesthetic #twilight books #twilight edit #twilight meme #aro volturi #twilight fanfiction #twilight renaissance #twilight renessaince #twilight revival #vampire

[cvntkisser]

fuck sub and dom. which one of you is biting the other in a oddly sensual way and which one is bleeding with tears about to spill from their eyes.

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[charox5]

Fan Art from the Fanfic “Unlikely Case of Shared Custody” by the lovely IvyCorp! Check it out! Jon and Geoff get invited over to Clarence’s home and Geoff gets sooo drunk, ends up taking Jon’s coat and is unable to understand why it’s not his lol Jon is smug about him making a fool of himself. I’ve kinda always wanted to draw Geoff in Jon’s coat…. For scientific purposes of course… 👀

#geoffrey mccullum #vampyr art #mcreid #geoffrey x jonathan #jonathan reid #vampyr fanfiction #my art

[therewasatale]

sewer

On Ao3.

Summary: "Why did you save me?” His voice was still harsh. The Ekon chuckled, his pale-blue eyes wandered over to the hunter. “Because where would I be in this world without you?”

Based on prompt from @seaside-writings

The sewers filled with the painful roar. A sharp thud echoed between the walls. Then an angry, inhuman wail, and then at last, the lesser-Vulkod felt. 

Finally, the hunter was able to catch his breath, and so did the Ekon. 

McCullum pushed himself into sitting, the pain in his back still echoed. With careful eyes, he watched as the blackness swirled around Jonathan's body, then it slowly melted into him, like it was part of him. He had the opportunity to see this phenomenon more than once through his hunts, and in most those case he was convinced he barely got out there alive. "Why did you save me?” His voice was still harsh.

The Ekon chuckled, his pale-blue eyes wandered over to the hunter. “Because where would I be in this world without you?”

McCullum rolled his eyes, but didn't stand up. His coat was stuck to his left arm. His entire side felt numb, his sword lying a few steps away from him. He followed Jonathan's path in silence, even after so many fights he was not able to understand the Ekon.

"My evenings would be boring, if I don't have to run away from Priwens in addition to Ascalon. And, of course, I would really miss our constant verbal jousting." Jonathan stepped in front of him and extended his hand. He waited for a couple of seconds. "Let me help you up, no one can see you here to think that you are going soft on the leeches."

McCullum grunted strong enough to make himself wince. "Shut up." Still, he either didn’t know why, but he accepted the vampire's hand.

"Good, you didn't get hurt that much, however, your arm still needs to get cleaned and stitched up."

"Yeah, yeah. First, I need to get out of this place." Geoffrey picked up his sword from the ground.

They glanced at the creature's corpse. Numerous gunshot and cut marks covered the now still body. No one could tell how long it had been nesting beneath Whitechapel, or how many victims it had over the weeks, or even months.

"They're becoming reckless." Jonathan didn't even notice that he was forced to swallow. Around them, the chamber was filled with the smell of fresh blood.

"Yeah. Let's get out from here."

"As you wish." They began walking back on the track they came from. As always, he walked before the hunter, and made sure McCullum was able to follow him even when they were in complete darkness.

They felt worn stones under the soles of their shoes, and in the distance, they could hear the soft trickling sounds of a canal. Somewhere a rat was scratching around searching for trash.

"How long until we get out?" McCullum's stomach twitched nervously with each step. His sense of time felt off, just like his internal compass.

"Not much."

The hunter's fingers found something in the darkness, he immediately grabbed the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

"It's just me." Jonathan's voice sounded closer, and Geoffrey could swear the leech was smiling with satisfaction.

"Stop playing around." 

"Oh, I'd never do such improper things with the leader of the Guard of Priwen."

The hunter scoffed, but couldn't really suppress the smile. The Ekon's style really started to grow on him. The worst part was that this fact didn't even bother him. "A well-mannered leech." Geoffrey rolled his eyes in the complete darkness. "You were really a posh back then, when we've first met too."

"I was quiet fortune to be raised in a wealthy family, yes. Although, you wouldn't believe me how many etiquette lessons I had to take." His voice seemed closer.

The hunter swallowed coughing a bit. "Really? Learning all those fancy words and where to place the spoons, I suppose."

Jonathan chuckled. "Sitting straight, making sure to use the appropriate word with the proper intonation."

"I bet you learned all the rules and even followed them to the letter when you were a kid. Acting like a true posh gentleman, and never crossing the line." McCullum tried to hold back the edge in his voice, which always appeared when he talked about the rich.

"Well, I-"

Faint sliver of light appeared in from the end of the canal, revealing the Ekon’s silhouette. He was standing barely a step away from McCullum. Geoffrey’s heart skipped a beat, and all of a sudden, he felt very vulnerable. He didn't even realize when Reid got this closer to him.

The echoes of footsteps came from the distance. "It must be the others." He said finally managing to find his voice.

"Yes, I'm afraid. It's better, if I go on a different exit."

McCullum swallowed back the words he wanted to say, and only nodded. As the light got closer, he was able look into the Ekon's eyes.

"But before that." Jonathan lowered his voice. "I didn't give you, my answer."

"What are you-"

"I did cross some lines time to time." He leaned closer until their lips met.

Geoffrey froze in his place, his mind filled with thoughts, his heart hammering from a dazzling mix of emotions. A second later everything in his head quieted down and with a trembling lip he kissed back. 

It was an awkward, unexpected kiss, but still filled with emotion and lust. Neither of them dared to move closer or away for a second. That moment stretched as long as it was able to, before reality managed to take its cruel hold again. He was looking into those icy-blue eyes and they were looking back at him with hunger, but not for blood.

"You-"

"I have to go." The Ekon vanished.

The light shined at McCullum, he knew his men yelled something as they approached him, but for a couple of seconds he only was able to hear his own heartbeat in his ears.

#vampyr fanfiction #vampyr 2018 #vampyr game #jonathan reid #geoffrey mccullum #dr reid #mcreid #copper

[ithilien-wolf]

Vampyr: A well-earned rest

New work in my Vampyr series!

Jonathan Reid & Geoffrey McCullum.

Summary: Jonathan has just faced a vulkod in the sewers, and is hardly victorious. With his senses clouded due to his weakness, he manages to crawl outside until someone finds him. Unfortunately for him, it is not a friend, but the Priwen Guard and its captain.

Give it a try and leave comments if you like. <3

#jonathan reid x geoffrey mccullum #jonathan reid #geoffrey mccullum #vampyr game #vampyr fanfiction #vampires #hunter x vampire #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #english

[secondarythings]

New Vampyr ficlet

inspired by a prompt on the discord, a little something about Jonathan and geoffrey at the same murder site

#geoffrey mccullum #jonathan reid #vampyr video game #vampyr fanfiction #vampyr

[chriscdcase95]

Unlife is Strange: Chapter 13 is up.

So the good news is I am finally - finally - finishing Rachel's flashback arc up, because for the past year it really felt like it was dragging on too long. The not so good news is that the current chapter was so long, that I had to split it into two parts. 

Not to worry though, I have literally one more segment to finish up before part two is complete, and I plan to post it on my birthday in September, along with Love's Sacrifices next chapter.

In other words I can finally get back to work on the "present day" chapters, regarding the Diaz Brothers, the Price-Caulfield Family, the Red Queen awakening in 2020, “Vampire Nathan” and the new Chengrich arc I thought up.

There’s a whole lot of half written material I’ve been sitting for over a year to get Rachel’s flashbacks over with. Arc Fatigue is a bitch, am I right ?

Originally I planned on Steph to be Rachel’s love interest, but that was before True Colors was announced, and I had to change a lot for what I had in mind for Steph and her arc. 

As a result, we now have a “Tulpa” Steph subplot. Even so, this chapter and the next is meant to give the Ambergrich ship a send off before moving onto the other subplots. 

We are also gonna learn a little about this Vampyr’s take on King Arthur (but I’m saving the full story for down the road), and a backstory that could be expanded on should I decide to write a full Until Dawn story.

Content Warning: While this chapter itself is pretty light, the “second half” was gonna contain brutal vampire related violence, and mild smut - but all that’s been moved to “Part 2″. (even then, extensive sex scenes are moved to a side story of prompts). 

With all that said, this “half” features a pretty gruesome fight scene, depictions of grooming relationships and discussions of rape (pertaining to Arthur, and Mordred’s origins); recreating and memories of Rachel’s time in the the Dark Room. As the stories tags say, Mark Jefferson is his own trigger warning.

There’s also discussions of colonialism, but it’s talked about as part of the backstory. There was also gonna be a reveal of who Max and Chloe’s “donor” is for their child, Bill, but that’s saved for the next chapter I guess.

#life is strange fanfiction #vampyr fanfiction #until dawn fanfiction #rachel amber #max caulfield #chloe price #kate marsh #stephanie gingrich #victoria chase #jonathan reid #lady ashbury #elizabeth ashbury #sam giddings #emily davis #ambergrich #amberprice #chasemarsh #reidbury #sean diaz #daniel diaz #mordred #arthur pendragon #pricefield

[vampyr-game]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Vampyr (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay Cox & Oswald Thatcher, Newton Blight/Oswald Thatcher Characters: Clay Cox, Oswald Thatcher, Newton Blight Additional Tags: Character Study, Smoking Summary:

Clay Cox requires no invitation to a knife fight—though the circumstances surrounding this one are admittedly unusual for him.

#hot skal summer 2022 #hot skal summer #clay cox #vampyr game #vampyr 2018 #vampyr #vampyr fanfiction #yaa i did it #off to a rolling start #fashionably late #we vibin #i am going to have fun this week :) #the one for today is mostly done but i have a tummy ache so im nappin #😴

[cherrynwinesk]

🍒: I really didn't think one bit that you would like As u Sleep because it deals with a topic that I have never made known on my blog, thank you very much for your support. Also want to thank and give full credit to ✨ @norachere ✨ who has been the mastermind behind this third part, without her idea this history would not have been possible.

As u Sleep pt.3 ~ Cellbit

Story g: horror (no love), nsfw, not safe

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: supernatural creatures, blood, murders, horror. This is too violent, minors or sensitive people do not read, NOT SAFE, ONLY +18, (no sex, only violence), NO LOVE

CC's: Cellbit

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master List

Cellbit had been able to get a power source without actually killing someone, the morgue was a horribly lonely place, he could hear the whispers of souls resting in his ear as he weighed the dead brain on the scale, he hated it when the corpses sat on the metal table, he was not afraid, in the end he was the one who had been dead for much longer than the person lying down, but he hated having to reposition them to be able to work.

He hated having to feed on dirty blood, old blood, blood contaminated by gunpowder from a bullet, blood contaminated by drugs or foreign substances. But he didn't want to ruin someone else like they ruined him, he would have preferred that monster to kill him instead of turning him into an immortal.

Cellbit was so tired, tired of pretending to be a random human who goes to the supermarket to buy bread and milk that ends up flushing down the toilet while everyone sleeps. Tired of spending time inside the morgue until the sun goes down and then leaving the house before it dawns, locked in that refrigerator like the dead man that he is.

Tonight, anger was consuming Cellbit, it had been you who was about to ruin his hateful life, which he had been perfecting so he could infiltrate as just another mortal. How through an oversight you had obtained the answer to his behavior, his very isolated way of being, and why they would never have shared a dinner together.

He listened to you through the walls, how you cried with fear, how you asked for help and that your biggest mistake was having gone to sleep. Because while you sleep, Cellbit carried that scalpel inside his bag, looked for his gloves and headed towards you.

He knocked on your bedroom door, you saw him work so many times in that cold place and he hoped you would guess how a point pierces a naked body, it was your turn to know.

Cellbit climbed over your body, his mind full of anger repeating "lets fuck her / him up". He stuck the scalpel into your bare stomach, watching how the pain made you open your eyes, how you tried to defend yourself from his teeth on your neck, how you lost strength due to the blood that was needed in your body.

Leaving you looking lost in fear, "I won't be missing you."

Making sure to leave the note to infuse terrorism into the criminal investigation team. Leaving the apartment and getting rid of anything that had your blood on it.

Cellbit went through hard days, in which he could only feed on wild animals, once again causing him that savagery as when he had just become immortal, hidden from the sun, while the nights tortured him, driving him crazy, making his claws come out , his eyes turn red, and an uncontrollable urge to kill like a mad dog. The episodes in which his inner demon attacked caused Cellbit's face to change his features a little which would help not to be recognized.

He had to spend some time without being able to feed himself in order to control his beast and try to enter civilization again. His plan was to get his previous life, his daily routine to be able to feed himself without the need to become a monster, changed.

So Cellbit returned to the city, picking up that paper announcing that they were requesting a forensic doctor at the most prestigious hospital in the area.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Cellbit, I am very surprised to see that you have professional studies and even experience, why did you leave your previous hospital?" The owner of the hospital spoke while looking at the Cellbit file.

"I just want to continue growing professionally, the previous hospital was a small one"

"You are hiring, I just want to tell you, the current doctor is resigning since his colleague disappeared and he is afraid, I think you know very well the danger that this type of work entails, I only ask that you be professional in this aspect"

"Don't worry, I'll take the job seriously."

The doctor who owns the hospital showed Cellbit the way to the morgue, giving him a short tour of his new workplace.

Morgue was already empty, too many corpses to work with, so Cellbit started as soon as possible. FBI and investigative police quickly contacted Cellbit

What was talked about today were multiple disappearances, some type of serial kidnapper, organ sales, or human trafficking were being investigated. Dismembered bodies also continued to arrive in black bags. This time Cellbit was working without being able to eat even a little.

"Cellbit, this person was found in his house, and there was a note from some type of mafia, anything you find on the body, notify me since it's likely to be the same group in charge of the disappearances"

Cellbit nodded without even looking at the police officer who was speaking to him, he could only see how they left a body inside his black insulated bag with a zipper. He was not feeling well at all, thanks to the state in which the corpses were arriving at the morgue, he had to feed on animals again, and the episode of madness was returning, so he went down to the basement where no one would see him become

Pain made him want to tear out his hair, scratch his own skin and tear off his clothes with his claws, he threw himself on the floor seeking comfort while his beast took over him, the pain and desperation had been so strong this time that Cellbit reached faint.

After a few hours unconscious he was able to get up, he walked with difficulty down the stairs to get to his workplace, he leaned on his desk to stabilize his vision. Out of the corner of his eye he watched as the body on the table got up to sit down. Cellbit knew this always happened, so he reached out to unzip the bag.

Without even looking at the person, he maneuvered his body back to the previous position and returned to the tool table to get what he needed to work. He watched out of the corner of his eye as the body rose again and he sighed in frustration.

When he turned around he could finally look at the person who had been dead for days in his apartment, he could recognize you.

“Y/n!?”

"I killed all those people, I couldn't contain my hunger" Cellbit felt so bad, he didn't understand how you hadn't died if he sucked all the blood himself and made sure to stab you in the right place, but now you were there covered in blood on your face. Your hands and clothes, your mouth stained red, your eyes were bright yellow and as you spoke with anger in your words, horns sprang from your forehead. Cellbit dropped his scalpel from the shock and fear that having done this to you caused him.

"Cellbit, this hurts too much and I will make you pay for what you did to me"

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