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Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” “Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. “I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing. “Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. “I could kill you where you stand!” “Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Moryoll · LGBT+
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157 Chs

Apologies

"How are you feeling?" 

"Any pains anywhere?" 

"How many fingers am I holding up?" 

"Do you still remember who I am?" 

"Count to ten for me. Slowly and deliberately."

"Jel, you are really Jel, right? My Jel? I missed you so much." 

"Now this is not what I expected to be greeted with when I saw you all." Jel chuckled, still nestled tightly in Osbert's embrace. "It is nice to see you again too, Osbert." 

"Where did you go off to anyway?" Jorod asked, very curious about what this man might have to say for himself. "You were gone for so long." 

"I apologise for my delay," Jel said, with Osbert still clinging to him as though letting go of him for a second would kill him or something like that. "I was talking with someone about something." 

"In your head?" Nil asked, raising her eyebrows at the man in front of her. "Well, whatever. You do seem like that type."