#so by matters of perspective if u stood closer he would be even bigger there

[darabeatha]

<- He is described to have a form closer in size to that of a ship than that of a man, and his spear closer to a tree than that of a regular weapon's size

[perspective-series]

Vampire Perspective (1/18)

By: @arc852 and @hiddendreamer67

Warnings: death threats, kidnapping, talk of blood/vore themes, fear, Virgil’s a jerk in this one a lot in general so Imma just put a blanket warning for that here and consider yourself warned for all future chapters

First Chapter (You’re here!) || Next Chapter

A/n: Behold, just in time to wrap up the transition from spooky season, it's Vampire Perspective. Please pay attention to the warnings on the chapters- it's the darkest story of them all. >:)

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 Roman probably shouldn’t have been out so late when the human wasn’t even home yet. He should have waited and he knew he was going to get an earful from Logan once he got back but he really wanted the candy bar the human had left on the coffee table before leaving. He knew if he had waited, the human would have thrown the candy away.

 He scaled the side of the coffee table and grabbed the half eaten candy bar. It was a little melted but wrapping it back up in it’s own wrapping should do the trick. He shoved it in his bag despite it not fitting all the way and then turned around and started climbing down the coffee table.

 He froze when he heard the front door click, his only warning as it suddenly began to open. Panicking, Roman dropped the rest of the way down and hid behind the coffee table leg, lying in wait until the human went off to bed. It was just his luck when another set of feet followed into the apartment.

 “Didn’t I tell you that place has the best food?” Thomas told Patton as they entered his apartment. They had just gotten back from dinner at a small diner Thomas loved.

“Oh, absolutely.” Patton hid his cringe well, one hand around his stomach. Human food had a habit of making him sick, but it wasn’t as though he could go out and not eat. It was worth a few tummy aches to be able to spend time with his friend. He paused at the doorway, knowing he couldn’t take a step further without being invited in. “Well, Thomas, it’s always great seeing you, but I should probably head home for the night.”

 “Oh, you don’t have to leave so soon, I mean, unless you want to. But you’re welcome to come in and stay for a bit if you want.” Thomas said as he took his coat off, sending Patton a smile.

Patton breathed a sigh of relief. “Well, if you insist.” Patton stepped over the threshold.

Immediately, Patton was overwhelmed by an intoxicating scent. It was something he had never smelled before, and while Patton always felt that lingering temptation from the scent of human blood, Patton felt almost physically drawn to it. 

“What… what is that?” Patton gave another sniff, careful to bite back a moan as his fangs threatened to extend. He had to keep his glamor up, but this glorious smell mixed with the fact Patton just had to indulge in human food was leaving the vampire rather ravenous.

 “What is what?” Thomas asked as he stepped into the living room, raising a confused eyebrow at Patton. 

“You don’t…?” Patton paused, remembering how limited human senses could be. But how could he not smell this? It was almost like a human, but there was some miniscule difference that made it impossible to resist.

“Nevermind.” Patton shook his head, slowly taking a few steps forward. He kept his eyes peeled, tilting his head this way and that to try and get a read on the source.

 “Okay?” Thomas chuckled. “Anyway, did you want anything to drink?” Thomas asked, inching his way to the kitchen. “I’ve got soda, juice and I think I might have some beer if you want that?”

“Water’s fine.” Patton called back, but the second Thomas was out of the room Patton didn’t hold back. Using his vampire speed he danced around the living room, focusing on following the trail until all signs pointed to it being… under the coffee table?

Patton got down on his hands and knees, gasping at the sight. Here, a tiny human was stood beneath the table, no bigger than Patton’s hand. And catching their terrified scent, this was definitely the source.

 Roman’s eyes widened, first at the speed of this human and then at the sudden eye contact he found himself having with him. He had never seen a human move so fast…

 Despite that, Roman knew he had to try and get out of there. This human was giving him a weird feeling in his gut, a feeling far worse than any other human gave off. He backed a step away from the leg of the table before turning and running towards the couch. If he could just make it there he would be safe.

But quick as lightning, Patton’s arm shot out beneath the table, curling around the tiny form.

Patton blinked, having been momentarily overwhelmed by his instincts. Even he didn’t know he could move that fast.

 Roman screamed as he was grabbed and he struggled against the tight grip. “Unhand me!” He yelled, briefly glancing up at the human before he froze. He had thought it was a trick of the light but no...the human’s eyes were red. 

 Roman was starting to think he should stop referring to this guy as human.

“Oh, no no no-” Patton quickly shushed the little guy, pressing his thumb to its mouth to silence it. It was strange; Patton was used to being the strong one as he could easily overpower humans, but this was… different. 

What was this thing, anyways? Why had Patton never seen it before? Slowly Patton sat back on his heels, lifting it up to his face. 

….and why did it smell so good?

 “Hmm!” Roman tried to scream but was muffled by the hu-er the thing’s thumb. His struggling picked up as he tried to push the thumb away and get away from whatever this monster was. 

 It was in that moment that Thomas walked back in. “Hey Pat, here’s your...uh, what are you doing on the ground there bud?”

“Nothing!” Patton sat up stiff as a rod, shoving his find into his jacket pocket. If he had the ability to blush Patton was certain his cheeks would be blazing as he stood up. “I mean, uh, I was just… my feet were tired?” He took the water from Thomas, gratefully drinking to avoid conversation and buy himself time.

 Roman let out another muffled shout as he was shoved into a pocket. He squirmed within it but he was effectively trapped with no way out. Besides, if he tried he knew the human of the group would see him and that was the last thing he needed. 

 Although, depending on what this monster was, the human might be the better option here…

 Thomas looked at Patton in confusion. “Oh...okay? You know you could have just sat on the couch though, right?” He chuckled.

“Oh, yeah, silly me.” Patton gave a slight gasp, having drank the water too fast. His hand was practically twitching around the little prey animal, desperate to know more. “I guess my brain must be pretty tired too… I think it really is time for me to head home.”

 “Oh, yeah no I guess it is getting pretty late. Do you want me to drive you home?” Thomas offered, not wanting Patton to be alone in the dark.

“No, I’ll be fine!” Patton waved, making sure to keep his speed to normal human levels as he dashed out the door. “GoodnightThomasSeeYouLaterBye!” His last farewell all blurred together, called over his shoulder.

 “Oh! Uh bye!” Thomas called out. He watched his friend leave, feeling confused at what had happened while he had been in the kitchen. He shrugged, deciding that he would call Patton later tomorrow and started getting ready for bed.

 Roman continued to squirm as he felt the monster leave the human’s apartment. Oh no, this was bad. What was going to happen to happen to him? And, oh, he never even got to say goodbye to Logan…

Patton knew if he still possessed lungs he would be panting he was running so fast, even with his enhanced speed Patton showed up at his home in nary a few minutes. It was a gloomy home, hidden off the edge of town and away from prying eyes. Its beat down appearance was not Patton’s primary concern, the vampire tearing into the house.

“Virgil!” Patton called out, desperate to share this with someone. “Virgil, I found- well, okay, I don’t know what I found, but come look!”

Virgil was down the stairs in the blink of an eye, curious as to his best friend’s excitement. However, even before Patton pulled the little creature from his pocket, Virgil recognized that scent.

“You found a borrower.” Virgil spoke, his voice devoid of emotion as he stared down at Patton’s prize.

 Roman struggled as he was lifted out of the pocket but he froze as he found himself being stared down by another monster. The red eyes gave it away that this guy was not human either.

 The borrower’s eyes widened. “H-How do you…?” How did this creature know what he was!?

Patton blinked, surprised to hear the little thing had a voice of its own. “What’s a borrower?” He found himself asking.

“I thought they all got wiped out like a century ago.” Virgil allowed himself to take another sniff, coming a few steps closer. “Their blood is said to be stronger than the most delectable human. I’ve only ever seen them once this close before, they’re really rare.” 

 “Ex-Excuse me?” Roman asked, looking at the non-human in front of him. “Okay, for one, we are very much thriving.” That...may or may not be a lie, Roman wasn’t actually sure how many borrowers were left but he wasn’t about to let these creatures know that. “Second, centuries? Blood? What-What are you?” 

“Um…” Patton bit his lip, looking to his mentor. He rarely had a meal ask him that before, mostly because Patton stayed well away from humans when he could help it.

“Doesn’t really matter.” Virgil let out a growl, his eyes more red than normal. “It’s not gonna be alive long enough to tell.”

 Roman’s eyes went wide and the brighter red in Virgil’s eyes made him even more terrified. “What, no! U-Unhand me! Let me go!” His struggled picked back up as he desperately tried to pry the hand off of him. Unfortunately, it was proving fruitless.

“Virgil!” Patton hissed. “You’re scaring him!”

“Oh don’t get all humanitarian on me now, Patton.” Virgil fought to keep steady. “I know you can’t resist, you smell it too. Humans are one thing, but this? It’s practically what they’re made for and you know it.”

 “Look, I have no clue what you are on about but we’re made to live and survive, not-not whatever you think.” Roman was still confused about what the hell these creatures wanted out of him but the fact they were focused on his smell did not sit right with him at all.

Patton bit his lip, trying to ignore his instincts as not for the first time they conflicted with his morals. “I could just take a little bit?” Patton tried, raising the borrower higher.

“What, with that little thing?” Virgil gestured to it. “Pat, even if you take only a taste you’re gonna effect it. Just drain it all and be done with it. Think of it as putting it out of its misery.”

 Roman knew there were other words in that sentence that Virgil spoke, but he was only focused on one. “You’re going to eat me!?” He tried struggling even more but he was already tiring himself out. But no, he couldn’t give up. He couldn’t allow whatever these monsters were to eat him!

“No, I wasn’t!” Patton paused. “Not whole.”

“Well, you could.” Virgil shrugged. “I’ve heard of vampires who’ve done it that way. It’s easier than trying to pierce such a small target, and you don’t waste any.”

 “I-I’m sorry, did you say vampires?” All their talk was starting to make sense now and Roman didn’t like it. “P-Please, I assure you, I taste disgusting. M-My blood especially! I eat so much junk, there’s no way I have good blood.” Roman tried desperately.

“That just makes it tastier.” Virgil got a glint in his eye, coming closer with a predatory grin.

“Virgil.” Patton said sternly, turning to the side to hold the borrower closer to himself.

“Look, finders keepers Pat.” Virgil crossed his arms. “But if you’re giving up your shot, I am not missing out on this opportunity again.”

 Roman gulped, leaning back as far as he could in the grip. “D-Did I say junk food, I meant d-dirt?” Roman mumbled out of fear. He didn’t miss how Virgil had said ‘again’. How many borrowers had fallen prey to these vampires before?

“Well?” Virgil quirked an eyebrow, impatient.

“I…” Patton groaned. This was so much worse than with humans. Sure, Patton felt bad about drinking from a human on the rare occasion his instincts got too strong, but at least when he had self control Patton knew he wouldn’t kill them. And no matter how good this borrower smelled, Patton couldn’t ignore the fact that it acted just like a human being. 

Virgil gave a sad sigh, almost as if he was disappointed despite expecting this. “Come on, Patton.” He stuck out his palm, waiting.

 “No! Please, you can’t do this!” Roman yelled but his actions didn’t match how panicked he was, as his struggled were now slow from how much he had done so before. This couldn’t be the end for him. It-it just couldn’t be.

Patton felt his heart leap into his throat, overwhelmed by his sympathetic urges at the desperation in the borrower’s voice. 

“I’ll do it!” Patton suddenly declared, holding the borrower close to his chest. “But, um, I already ate tonight. I-I’ll do it later.” Patton tried not to think about all that human food making a rock in his stomach.

Virgil squinted at him. “...fine.” Virgil let his hand drop. 

 Great, so not only was he still going to be eaten but now they were going to prolong it. No, he couldn’t think like that. He had to use the time he had to figure out a way to escape. He had to remember he was dealing with a vampire though. Not a human. He would have to be extra careful, maybe try when they were asleep.

 ...Wait, did vampires even sleep?