Title: Pomme de Sang (Apple of Blood) was Untitled Anita Blake Crossover
Author: BelleMorte (lion@pc-intouch.com)
Archive: GW Addiction
Category: OOC, AU, crossover with Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter
Warnings: Shounen ai, yaoi with lime seasoning, blood, gore, language and
mayhem
Pairings: Various
Disclaimer: I do not own GW or the Anita Blake series. GW belongs to Bandai,
the Sotsu Agency and Sunrise. Anita belongs to the wonderful and
magnificent Laurell K. Hamilton. These characters were used without
permission, but please do not sue!
Notes: I know I can never catch the essence of Anita Blake, but at least I
can try. Don't flame me too bad.
Heero was serious and I was scared. This was going to be a very long night.
I sat down across from him on the floor, looking down at the white carpet for a while. Finally breaking the silence I asked, "What kind of dangerous things?"
"Vampires," he answered, his monotone never quivering.
Shit. That meant I might have to bring Trowa into this. Trowa was a 400 hundred year old french master vampire, Master of the City and one of my two boyfriends. I was bound to him until either of our deaths. I wasn't sure if I loved him, he made me feel less human every time we kissed, but I sure as hell did not want him dead.
Heero looked at me, seeming to understand what I was thinking. "Don't worry, Duo. You won't have to bring your boyfriend into this, either of them."
Good, Wufei wouldn't be involved either. He, I knew I loved. He was perfect,he loved camping, caving or anything else that had to do with nature. We watched old musicals on Sunday nights together. He was middle school science teacher. Only problem was he was an alpha werewolf. Ulfric of the city pack, to be exact. He had transformed on top of me once, and I was left in clear liquid goop for the rest of the night. Trust me to choose the normal men.
I calmed down a bit and glanced at Heero. He was still looking at me with that blue steel gaze. "So, what's up with the vamps?"
He told me everything. A group of vampires, 20 to be exact, have been terrorizing cities everywhere, aiming mostly at human servants and weres. Burnings, mass feedings, human mutilations...he stopped there. Brownie points for him, I didn't need to know the rest.
"And why are they doing this?" I asked.
"No one seems to know." I frowned, deeply. "But that's not the worst part."
"What is, then?"
"They're heading straight for us."
I groaned and walked to the kitchen. I was going to need some damn good coffee if I was going to do anything tonight or the next few days.
TBC
I hope this counts!
Belle Morte
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