Title: Airbag
Characters: Undefined
Rating: G
Wordcount: 980
Summary: Driving a taxi on his way to something, he wonders.
A/N: I wrote this for a Tablo fanproject in which I filmed myself typing this out. It's a story based on the lyrics of Tablo's song Airbag obviously and I'm posting it here because I can. ^____^
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Seven am, on his way to this or that, he can’t really remember what exactly he has gotten up so early for. In fact, he can’t really be bothered to remember either. Dragging himself out of bed had been the hardest part, but from there on everything happened as if on its own. He just went with the flow, getting himself a bowl of cereal and then leaving the house. He barely managed to remember to change into a set of decent clothes before he could walk out onto the street in his pyjamas.
The first taxi that came by was stopped in order to have a means of transport. Stating the street name he knew by heart because he went there every day, he settled into the back seat, buckling his seatbelt and closing his eyes with a sigh. That’s where he still is now, listening to the sounds of life in the early morning. Opening his eyes after some peaceful moments, he stares out of his window, watching the other cars make their way through the morning traffic.
There isn’t much interesting going on in the mornings, really, yet at the same time that’s when you see the most things happen. The loud honking of a car startles him as if proving his point, the driver trying to warn a biker that crossed without looking. They barely avoid each other, back wheel slipping past front bumper with but a hair’s width. What the driver didn’t see was the cat crossing the road, but no one stops to look at that. It is but a stray animal less in the world.
Soon voices fill the taxi, the radio broadcasts some few guests currently in the studio with the DJ that apparently have a lot to say. He hears but doesn’t listen, the conversation going past him as he stares out of the car window without seeing. At one point the taxi driver starts to laugh and he figures they must have said something funny. He didn’t hear what it was. It doesn’t matter, he wouldn’t have laughed anyway. The voices fade away not long after and music starts to play. Perhaps the radio knows his feelings, because they play a song he used to know all the lyrics to. Not that he cares much anymore now, about anything really.
Going over his plans for the week in his mind, he finds there’s still a lot he needs to do before the weekend will come and save him from the dull, boring working days. He’d plan out his work throughout the week if only he would actually keep to such a planning. But even though there isn’t really time to go out, he still accepts the invites from friends to do so, ignoring the amounts of work he still has. He pretends to have fun, but at some point it all becomes void and useless anyway. It doesn’t matter. It’s something to keep the loneliness at bay with. Or perhaps he just hopes that they all see how lonely he really is when he shows up all by himself.
The taxi driver’s gruff voice pulls him out of his reveries and he looks up only to see the man ending his conversation and putting the phone away with a frown. Perhaps the evening drinking plans got cancelled. His eyes wander on to a picture of what he assumes to be the man’s wife and children and he wonders if maybe this man doesn’t go drinking as he can go home to something like that. He thinks back to his own family; his mother and father who had always loved him unconditionally, being the sole people to do so.
He can’t help but wonder whether life would be better if going back to his house actually meant anything. He wonders if maybe he needs a decent place, something to call home. Or would it be better if there were people waiting for him, smiling up at him as they saw him enter and greeting him with love and warmth? He wonders, but doesn’t know the answer to that and when he turns to look out of the window again, the seemingly sudden downpour surprises him.
They come to a halt in front of a street light and he looks at one of the huge billboards through the puddles rippling and growing on the ground. It has something to do with traffic accidents, one person dying. He remembers the cat that died earlier that morning because of an ignorant driver and feels a sigh leave him before he can stop it. Would he end up like that cat, thrown aside by someone who couldn’t care less about his existence?
Another sigh and he remembers the things he thought he put behind him; the warm touch of a loving hand, the happy smile on a frail face, blazing life in sparkling eyes. The pain clutches at his chest and he turns his face away from the street outside to stare at the back of the driver’s chair but it’s useless anyway. His mind pieces the separate memories together easily and he remembers what used to be the light of his life. He draws the face in the air with his eyes and stares at it until the abrupt halt of the taxi tells him he has arrived at his destination.
Slipping the driver the right amount of bills, he mindlessly thanks the man for the service before getting out. As he steps out of the car, feet dipping into some of the puddles he had been staring at just before, he leaves behind the mental drawing he made in the taxi’s interior, with it also forgetting the rest of the memories that go along with it.
Or at least that’s what he tells himself every single day.
It hasn’t worked yet so far.
Sunday, 13 November 2011
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Fic Challenge - 038; I want you to stay forever [23/100]
Title: I want you to stay forever
Characters: Kibum/Leeteuk
Rating: G
Wordcount: 791
Summary: Forever is a rather abstract measure for time
A/N: So, well, finally I wrote something again. This thing actually marks my 101st finished Suju fic (collab and non-collab) and with that Memories actually becomes my 100th finished SJ fic (I never really counted). It's been a nice year and a half-ish so far in this fandom (or well, writing in this fandom since honestly, this fandom needs some work) and I'm glad to have got to know the boys and their music. I'm going to leave it at this and roll of to go do something completely non-SJ-related because I have no reason not to. I hope you enjoy this.
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It’s about time for the biggest stage of their career as of yet. Kibum is huddled in between the other members, not exactly sure what he’s doing there, not exactly feeling like he belongs just yet, but it’s alright, he figures, because he doesn’t think any of them feels that way. They’re all nervous for sure, some are a little pale around the nose, others lean more towards a greenish colour and then there’s Jungs- Leeteuk who’s probably worst off of them all but shows nothing of those feelings on the outside.
The leader of the group, supposed to lead them through all these things without fail, supposed to make sure they’ll make it to the top. He’s not particularly sure that’s how it’ll work out. The job definitely sounds easier than it is. Getting the most spotlight and speaking time, sure, but also working the hardest, trying the best, caring the most,.. Leeteuk will be carrying all their burdens together all by himself and he doesn’t think this frail kid can take that.
They’re all kids, really, even though some are in their twenties already. They’re young and pretty much inexperienced except for some training of which the time span varies from person to person. This stage is like the beginning of everything, but somehow it feels more like it’s the end of something he’s not quite sure he wants to say goodbye to yet. But the pressure is there and so is the painful reality that this is really it. They’re going to be big things after this. Or at least that’s what they hope the outcome will be, that’s what they’ve been told.
“This is our moment,” Leeteuk says, glancing around the group shortly. “We’ve been training hard for this, it’s been long days and short nights, but we’re ready for this.” He smiles then and it brings some of the youthfulness back to his face where before there was only worry and exhaustion. They smile back at him, it feels almost automatically to Kibum, as if he’s no longer the one controlling his own expression. When there’s a need to smile you do so, no questions asked, just the brightest one you possibly can without looking fake.
“We’re here to show that Super Junior can remain together,” Leeteuk continues after a moment of silence, his words coming out faster since the time left before they have to get up on stage is ticking away. “We’re here to show that we are not a group that should be rotated to remain popular or up-to-date. We’re here to show them that we are. And that simple fact cannot just be taken away from us. So let’s give them our very best and keep doing so in the future.”
Leeteuk reaches out a hand and everyone does the same until they have one big pile of hands in the middle of their group. Twelve people huddled together, the same determination in all their hearts. Or almost all, perhaps, as Kibum almost hesitantly chimes in with the rest as they exclaim what appears to have become their battle cry. They stick as closely for a bit longer and Leeteuk takes use of the opportunity to say something more.
“I want Super Junior to last,” he says in a calm tone, as if completely sure of not only himself but them as well and the rest of the world just the same, really. “I want us to last in the hearts and minds of those that listen to us or watch us. Let’s do our very best to become the big thing we all dreamed of being at one point.” His expression grows more serious at the end and he eyes them all one by one. “But mostly,” he says then. “I want us to keep being ourselves. Let’s not change because of the industry. In the end I want you to be able to say that you’re still you no matter what happened in between. I want you to stay forever. Let’s help each other by being there forever.”
Kibum can’t help but smile bitterly upon hearing the words. As the group dissembles into several individuals and some duos making their way over to the side of the stage, he tells himself that the things he has just heard are real and that he’ll be able to last forever. He convinces himself of this and sends a determined nod to Leeteuk when the elder glances at him. Super Junior will become the next big thing. They will last forever.
But when he takes his first steps onto the stage and puts on the brightest smile he can manage just for their fans, he wonders how long exactly this forever will last.
Characters: Kibum/Leeteuk
Rating: G
Wordcount: 791
Summary: Forever is a rather abstract measure for time
A/N: So, well, finally I wrote something again. This thing actually marks my 101st finished Suju fic (collab and non-collab) and with that Memories actually becomes my 100th finished SJ fic (I never really counted). It's been a nice year and a half-ish so far in this fandom (or well, writing in this fandom since honestly, this fandom needs some work) and I'm glad to have got to know the boys and their music. I'm going to leave it at this and roll of to go do something completely non-SJ-related because I have no reason not to. I hope you enjoy this.
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It’s about time for the biggest stage of their career as of yet. Kibum is huddled in between the other members, not exactly sure what he’s doing there, not exactly feeling like he belongs just yet, but it’s alright, he figures, because he doesn’t think any of them feels that way. They’re all nervous for sure, some are a little pale around the nose, others lean more towards a greenish colour and then there’s Jungs- Leeteuk who’s probably worst off of them all but shows nothing of those feelings on the outside.
The leader of the group, supposed to lead them through all these things without fail, supposed to make sure they’ll make it to the top. He’s not particularly sure that’s how it’ll work out. The job definitely sounds easier than it is. Getting the most spotlight and speaking time, sure, but also working the hardest, trying the best, caring the most,.. Leeteuk will be carrying all their burdens together all by himself and he doesn’t think this frail kid can take that.
They’re all kids, really, even though some are in their twenties already. They’re young and pretty much inexperienced except for some training of which the time span varies from person to person. This stage is like the beginning of everything, but somehow it feels more like it’s the end of something he’s not quite sure he wants to say goodbye to yet. But the pressure is there and so is the painful reality that this is really it. They’re going to be big things after this. Or at least that’s what they hope the outcome will be, that’s what they’ve been told.
“This is our moment,” Leeteuk says, glancing around the group shortly. “We’ve been training hard for this, it’s been long days and short nights, but we’re ready for this.” He smiles then and it brings some of the youthfulness back to his face where before there was only worry and exhaustion. They smile back at him, it feels almost automatically to Kibum, as if he’s no longer the one controlling his own expression. When there’s a need to smile you do so, no questions asked, just the brightest one you possibly can without looking fake.
“We’re here to show that Super Junior can remain together,” Leeteuk continues after a moment of silence, his words coming out faster since the time left before they have to get up on stage is ticking away. “We’re here to show that we are not a group that should be rotated to remain popular or up-to-date. We’re here to show them that we are. And that simple fact cannot just be taken away from us. So let’s give them our very best and keep doing so in the future.”
Leeteuk reaches out a hand and everyone does the same until they have one big pile of hands in the middle of their group. Twelve people huddled together, the same determination in all their hearts. Or almost all, perhaps, as Kibum almost hesitantly chimes in with the rest as they exclaim what appears to have become their battle cry. They stick as closely for a bit longer and Leeteuk takes use of the opportunity to say something more.
“I want Super Junior to last,” he says in a calm tone, as if completely sure of not only himself but them as well and the rest of the world just the same, really. “I want us to last in the hearts and minds of those that listen to us or watch us. Let’s do our very best to become the big thing we all dreamed of being at one point.” His expression grows more serious at the end and he eyes them all one by one. “But mostly,” he says then. “I want us to keep being ourselves. Let’s not change because of the industry. In the end I want you to be able to say that you’re still you no matter what happened in between. I want you to stay forever. Let’s help each other by being there forever.”
Kibum can’t help but smile bitterly upon hearing the words. As the group dissembles into several individuals and some duos making their way over to the side of the stage, he tells himself that the things he has just heard are real and that he’ll be able to last forever. He convinces himself of this and sends a determined nod to Leeteuk when the elder glances at him. Super Junior will become the next big thing. They will last forever.
But when he takes his first steps onto the stage and puts on the brightest smile he can manage just for their fans, he wonders how long exactly this forever will last.
Friday, 21 October 2011
[FIC] Memories
Title: Memories
Characters: Super Junior
Rating: R
Chaptercount: 26/26
Summary: Fifteen people try to find the memories they forgot - or maybe they're just looking for each other.
A/N: A fic written on a hunch. One day I thought; "Super Junior. And vampires. This calls for a fic!" and well.. Here we are? Memories is one of the stories that I'm proud of, despite its sometimes messy storyline. It's also a story that won't be fully understood until you've read it completely. Things will be very confusing as you read, but will also get explained in future chapters. Be warned.
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“Who’s we?” Kyuhyun asked first, his voice sounding slightly disbelieving.
“Heechul hyung, Hangeng hyung, Li Yin, Misun noona and I for starters.” Sindong stated calmly, a small smile brightening his expression as he knew exactly what would come after that.
“I will go too.” Jongwoon immediately stated as expected and it wasn’t like anyone present in the room was surprised over that fact with the way he had been protecting his wife up to that point.
“Count me in as well.” Zhou Mi added to that in a soft voice, a short nod in Heechul’s direction following those words. “Someone needs to have a say over him.” It was a joke to keep the mood light and it worked, some of the members even chuckling softly. Heechul’s gaze was less happy but it was obvious he was only playing.
“Same for Ryeowook and me.” Siwon spoke after a moment, the younger vampire looking at him in surprise for a moment but nodding anyway. “Jack’s been toying with us and our lives long enough now.” he added then, his smile grim, eyes filled with a great dislike that bordered hatred.
“Guys…” Hyukjae spoke up at that point, making all eyes turn to him. He had meanwhile cleaned his face from the tears and gathered himself again. He was standing in between Jungsoo and Sang Mi, Donghae hugging him from behind, chin resting on Hyukjae’s shoulder. “There’s no need to all state it separately. We’re all going to help Hangeng hyung and Heechul hyung out in the end anyway.” His eyes were a normal brown, but he didn’t have to read minds to know he was right.
“Perhaps. But I want my sleep first.” Sungmin responded to that and Jungsoo nodded slightly. “I prefer feeding first too, I haven’t had a decent meal in years.” His eyes flashed a vivid red at the mere thought of blood and as Sang Mi inched further away from the vampire almost invisibly, Youngwoon let out a small sigh.
“We all do. Let’s rest and feed first before continuing this discussion.” he contributed gruffly, running a hand over his face. “Talking about this on an empty stomach and with a headache isn’t going to get us far.”
“There’s time anyway.” Misun agreed, speaking again for the first time in a while, a smile on her face as she eyed the brotherhood that had been recreated between the people present in the apartment. “If we’re really going to go against Jack, you’re all going to have to learn how to control your powers better and how to fight other skilled, bloodthirsty Daywalkers. He’s a skilled fighter, it’s not going to be anything like storming in and taking over just like that. Besides, he probably expects some sort of attempt from my side to take back what is mine.”
“Well he’s not too wrong there, is he?” Henry snorted, his strikingly red eyes focused on the woman for a moment as a smile started brightening up his expression. “It’s nice to see you again, noona. Really nice to see you’re still alive as well. How’s the little one?”
The question raised memories in many of the other members’ minds except for Youngwoon, Jungsoo, Hyukjae and Shindong who had been changed before Jongwoon an Misun’s daughter had been born. Donghae and Kyuhyun had not been around anymore at that time either, but they had gotten their memories from Jongwoon, so his memories of his own daughter were still vividly clear in their minds.
“She’s fine.” Jongwoon spoke upon seeing his wife’s expression grow sadder again. “She lives with her grandparents who are taking good care of her. Last time I checked on her she was doing a great job in school.” He smiled back at the younger member, before turning to Misun and slipping his arms around her, pulling her against him and whispering something to her that was too silent for anyone else in the room to understand. They left the room then, gently closing the apartment door behind them. No one doubted they’d come back.
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“Alright.” Heechul spoke up mere seconds after the door had closed behind the couple. “We don’t have all day so I suggest you find yourself a space to sleep so that Seasoning and I can leave.” His eyes wandered over the people present before a small amused smile appeared on his face. “Just like before, three places on the bed, two in the couch, the rest will have to take the floor and the chairs. Fight it out amongst yourselves.” he added then, more amused by that fact than he probably should be.
But the others weren’t as set on good sleeping spots as he seemed to think they would be. In seemingly no time they had settled on where to sleep with no one complaining. Hyukjae, Sang Mi and Jungsoo took over the bed this time, Hyukjae sleeping in the middle after repeated requests from the girl. Henry and Sungmin curled up next to each other on the couch whereas Siwon, Ryeowook and Hangeng just settled for free chairs to sleep on.
Kibum surprisingly lay down on the ground as if nothing was wrong, soon joined there by Donghae and Youngwoon respectively. Shindong settled himself against the wall, closing his eyes but seeming to not actually relax. Kyuhyun was the only one not to take a rest despite badly needing it, but even though no one asked, they all knew he wanted to wait for Jongwoon to return safely before going to sleep.
It was like that that Heechul and Zhou Mi left the apartment together, their friends already fast asleep despite the sometimes uncomfortable positions. Li Yin wanted to come along with them but Heechul for some reason convinced her to stay behind and look after the sleeping ones. She let them go only after demanding – and getting – a kiss that had Zhou Mi looking away for a moment to leave them to their lovey-dovey privacy.
Yet Heechul didn’t leave him waiting long, soon taking hold of his hand and dragging him outside, closing the door behind them with a soft click. He allowed the older man to drag him along until they stepped outside onto the street, which was when he gently tugged his hand free and crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking at the other.
“So tell me why you’re taking me out with you when Li Yin is much more willing and much less tired?” he calmly asked, making Heechul look at him with a contemplating look in his eyes for a short moment before he shrugged.
“Because I like you, Seasoning. Now don’t complain and walk along, we need to be in time before they close for the day and we can’t get any more blood. I don’t think Hyukjae would appreciate it if Jungsoo or Jongwoon suddenly attacked his girlfriend.” The words were said in a somewhat uninterested manner, making Zhou Mi roll his eyes.
“We can get to wherever we need to be in no time so don’t give me stupid excuses.” he muttered then, starting to walk anyway. “And we both know the kid’s not his girlfriend. She’s barely half his age. What’s going on with her anyway? What was all that talk about it not being his business to speak up about?”
Surprisingly Heechul smiled despite the somewhat rude words of the redhead, reaching out and patting his shoulder. “See, this is exactly why I brought you and not Li Yin.” he said as he gently steered the other in the right direction at the end of the street. “She already knows everything. You’re much more fun to talk to.” He chuckled softly over a joke only he knew before giving an actual answer.
“The girl’s Jungsoo’s daughter. It was a slip-up with his girlfriend back in the day. He’d have had it removed because of his career, but she said she would raise it on her own and would make sure it wouldn’t affect him. He has no clue who she is, though, which is why I didn’t allow Hyukjae to say anything. Both Jungsoo and her are better off not knowing.” With those words, he suddenly broke out into a run, so fast he became invisible to human eyes.
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Misun rested her head against Jongwoon’s chest, closing her eyes and letting out a small sigh of contentment. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been able to relax and unwind, to leave the worrying to someone else and just enjoy the warmth of a loving embrace. The fact that Jongwoon was the one those arms belonged to made it all the more meaningful and to her surprise she soon felt the bitter sting of tears welling up in her eyes. The realisation that she was crying made her tense up, uselessly wondering when the last time was that she had done so. She couldn’t even remember, but most probably it had been over his death.
“Jagiya…” that warm, low voice whispered to her and she felt herself tremble because of the familiarity of it all. She never thought she would be in such a position again. There was a certain limit to the amount of happiness people had in their life and she had always figured she had reached hers, but this moment proved how wrong that assumption had been. “I’m here, you’re here too. There’s no need to cry. I love you.” All words that seemed so impossible yet were very true, which was proven by the way her husband’s shirt got stained by her tears.
“It all feels so surreal, Jongie.” she whispered back, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt and body trembling with the vastness of her emotions. “For the past ten years I lived thinking you were dead, that I’d have to go on alone, that I’d have to go back to see our daughter one day and tell her that her father died in a car accident. And yet there always was this small flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, the reality I was working in included you after all, but it never became more than that faint splatter of hope, hidden behind layers of harsh reality. Yet now you’re here. You’re really here.”
She could hear him swallow, knew that what she was saying probably was hard for him to take, but after staying strong for so long it felt incredible to be able to break down. And at the same time it made her feel too vulnerable, too open for more heartbreak. Luckily there was no such thing as Jongwoon pulled her even closer, probably holding her as tight as he could without care. For once she was even more glad to have become a venger and therefore able to withstand the brute force her husband now possessed in his vampire form.
“I’m really here.” he said then and a small noise escaped her at the implications those words brought with them. “I’m not leaving you again, dear. They’ll have to come with something huge to get me down this time – and even though his ego may be I don’t consider Jack huge.” The intent was obviously to cheer her up and it worked, however silly the joke may have been. She chuckled softly in between the tears, slowly letting go of him to wipe her tears away. He got to it before she could however, gently running his thumbs over her cheeks to dry away the last tear tracks and sending her a small smile then. She smiled back.
“Let’s go back inside, Jongie. You need to sleep and go feed after, you look horrible.” she spoke then, voice soft, filled with warmth. The slight disgust on his face had her taking a firm hold of his hand. “If there’s one thing I learned in the past years it’s that vampires simply need blood to survive and it won’t do you any good whatsoever to abhor it. I don’t blame you for it, nor do any of the others, so don’t blame yourself for it either.” Her encouraging smile was mirrored by his grateful one and he entwined his fingers with hers as they walked back down the hallway.
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With his hands tucked in his pockets, he calmly strolled through the hospital, waiting patiently for the two men that had gone inside the room to come back out. He was there to look over them after all, just like he had been there for every single one of them after their change. The only one he couldn’t protect had been Jungsoo, the vampire too close to his sire at all times to even try and get in between. But now the Jimin creature was dead and he had free range to protect these boys that were his responsibility.
Right as an anxious feeling started to eat at him, the door of the room opened and the tall redhead walked out of it, followed shortly after by the smaller Heechul. They didn’t notice him just like they never had before and he felt proud of his own skills again for a split second. He had always been able to stay out of their sight, hide his presence from them with the ease of years of training and a natural talent for it. But the smile froze halfway appearing on his face when suddenly Zhou Mi reached out and slapped his friend over the back of his head, right as they walked by him.
“You’re an idiot, hyung, that’s what you are. Why would you tell those people that you help out people who can’t afford to go to the hospital? What will you do if ever they try to check up on you and find there’s no such thing? You shouldn’t lie to people.” the redhead complained to the other, making him smile in amusement. They were still the same – bickering nonstop.
“What do you mean lie to people? I AM helping people! You see, I’m helping our friends who can’t afford to go to the hospital because they will be found out. I never said that I’m helping sick or hurt people, it’s just what they assume I’m doing. Now stop complaining and take my bag, it’s heavy as hell.” the black haired vampire countered and almost immediately Zhou Mi’s arm shot out to take hold of said bag. Yet the redhead didn’t hold on to it for very long.
“Take your bag back and stop ordering me around, hyung.” he said with a frown on his face, but the huff that came out of Heechul when he realised he was forced to keep carrying his own bag was even worse. It made him smile as he slipped out of the shadows of the hospital hallway and followed after them, completely relaxed, a hundred percent sure they wouldn’t even notice him if he stamped through the hallway at full speed.
It didn’t take long for the two to speed up their pace once they were outside and he easily followed after them, entering the apartment building with them and watching them step inside the right complex. He remained outside, allowing them to settle in and find themselves a place to sleep as well. Everyone inside was asleep already which was audible by the steady breathing from the few still living people inside and the complete silence that the others emanated.
Only when he was sure both Heechul and Zhou Mi were asleep just like everyone else, he walked up to the door of the apartment, opening it with surprising ease and stepping inside. The door slid closed behind him so silent even he himself couldn’t hear it click into the lock again, which made a smile appear on his face. His eyes took in the people spread around the room on the floor, in the couch, on the bed and everywhere they had found a place suitable to lie down and close their eyes. The most endearing was probably the sight of Jongwoon and Misun curled up together, right beside where Li Yin and Heechul were sleeping back to back.
He breathed out an inaudible sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. As their grandsire and the reason why they were all gathered together in this room now, he felt an urge to make sure they’d all stay as peaceful as they were at that moment. He certainly wouldn’t allow any of them to get hurt like they had been in the past. After so many years of looking over them, they had gotten themselves a spot in his heart, no matter how well he hid it from them.
“Don’t worry my friends.” he whispered to the room filled with the sleeping forms of the vampires he had indirectly created. “I’ll help you.”
Characters: Super Junior
Rating: R
Chaptercount: 26/26
Summary: Fifteen people try to find the memories they forgot - or maybe they're just looking for each other.
A/N: A fic written on a hunch. One day I thought; "Super Junior. And vampires. This calls for a fic!" and well.. Here we are? Memories is one of the stories that I'm proud of, despite its sometimes messy storyline. It's also a story that won't be fully understood until you've read it completely. Things will be very confusing as you read, but will also get explained in future chapters. Be warned.
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“Who’s we?” Kyuhyun asked first, his voice sounding slightly disbelieving.
“Heechul hyung, Hangeng hyung, Li Yin, Misun noona and I for starters.” Sindong stated calmly, a small smile brightening his expression as he knew exactly what would come after that.
“I will go too.” Jongwoon immediately stated as expected and it wasn’t like anyone present in the room was surprised over that fact with the way he had been protecting his wife up to that point.
“Count me in as well.” Zhou Mi added to that in a soft voice, a short nod in Heechul’s direction following those words. “Someone needs to have a say over him.” It was a joke to keep the mood light and it worked, some of the members even chuckling softly. Heechul’s gaze was less happy but it was obvious he was only playing.
“Same for Ryeowook and me.” Siwon spoke after a moment, the younger vampire looking at him in surprise for a moment but nodding anyway. “Jack’s been toying with us and our lives long enough now.” he added then, his smile grim, eyes filled with a great dislike that bordered hatred.
“Guys…” Hyukjae spoke up at that point, making all eyes turn to him. He had meanwhile cleaned his face from the tears and gathered himself again. He was standing in between Jungsoo and Sang Mi, Donghae hugging him from behind, chin resting on Hyukjae’s shoulder. “There’s no need to all state it separately. We’re all going to help Hangeng hyung and Heechul hyung out in the end anyway.” His eyes were a normal brown, but he didn’t have to read minds to know he was right.
“Perhaps. But I want my sleep first.” Sungmin responded to that and Jungsoo nodded slightly. “I prefer feeding first too, I haven’t had a decent meal in years.” His eyes flashed a vivid red at the mere thought of blood and as Sang Mi inched further away from the vampire almost invisibly, Youngwoon let out a small sigh.
“We all do. Let’s rest and feed first before continuing this discussion.” he contributed gruffly, running a hand over his face. “Talking about this on an empty stomach and with a headache isn’t going to get us far.”
“There’s time anyway.” Misun agreed, speaking again for the first time in a while, a smile on her face as she eyed the brotherhood that had been recreated between the people present in the apartment. “If we’re really going to go against Jack, you’re all going to have to learn how to control your powers better and how to fight other skilled, bloodthirsty Daywalkers. He’s a skilled fighter, it’s not going to be anything like storming in and taking over just like that. Besides, he probably expects some sort of attempt from my side to take back what is mine.”
“Well he’s not too wrong there, is he?” Henry snorted, his strikingly red eyes focused on the woman for a moment as a smile started brightening up his expression. “It’s nice to see you again, noona. Really nice to see you’re still alive as well. How’s the little one?”
The question raised memories in many of the other members’ minds except for Youngwoon, Jungsoo, Hyukjae and Shindong who had been changed before Jongwoon an Misun’s daughter had been born. Donghae and Kyuhyun had not been around anymore at that time either, but they had gotten their memories from Jongwoon, so his memories of his own daughter were still vividly clear in their minds.
“She’s fine.” Jongwoon spoke upon seeing his wife’s expression grow sadder again. “She lives with her grandparents who are taking good care of her. Last time I checked on her she was doing a great job in school.” He smiled back at the younger member, before turning to Misun and slipping his arms around her, pulling her against him and whispering something to her that was too silent for anyone else in the room to understand. They left the room then, gently closing the apartment door behind them. No one doubted they’d come back.
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“Alright.” Heechul spoke up mere seconds after the door had closed behind the couple. “We don’t have all day so I suggest you find yourself a space to sleep so that Seasoning and I can leave.” His eyes wandered over the people present before a small amused smile appeared on his face. “Just like before, three places on the bed, two in the couch, the rest will have to take the floor and the chairs. Fight it out amongst yourselves.” he added then, more amused by that fact than he probably should be.
But the others weren’t as set on good sleeping spots as he seemed to think they would be. In seemingly no time they had settled on where to sleep with no one complaining. Hyukjae, Sang Mi and Jungsoo took over the bed this time, Hyukjae sleeping in the middle after repeated requests from the girl. Henry and Sungmin curled up next to each other on the couch whereas Siwon, Ryeowook and Hangeng just settled for free chairs to sleep on.
Kibum surprisingly lay down on the ground as if nothing was wrong, soon joined there by Donghae and Youngwoon respectively. Shindong settled himself against the wall, closing his eyes but seeming to not actually relax. Kyuhyun was the only one not to take a rest despite badly needing it, but even though no one asked, they all knew he wanted to wait for Jongwoon to return safely before going to sleep.
It was like that that Heechul and Zhou Mi left the apartment together, their friends already fast asleep despite the sometimes uncomfortable positions. Li Yin wanted to come along with them but Heechul for some reason convinced her to stay behind and look after the sleeping ones. She let them go only after demanding – and getting – a kiss that had Zhou Mi looking away for a moment to leave them to their lovey-dovey privacy.
Yet Heechul didn’t leave him waiting long, soon taking hold of his hand and dragging him outside, closing the door behind them with a soft click. He allowed the older man to drag him along until they stepped outside onto the street, which was when he gently tugged his hand free and crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking at the other.
“So tell me why you’re taking me out with you when Li Yin is much more willing and much less tired?” he calmly asked, making Heechul look at him with a contemplating look in his eyes for a short moment before he shrugged.
“Because I like you, Seasoning. Now don’t complain and walk along, we need to be in time before they close for the day and we can’t get any more blood. I don’t think Hyukjae would appreciate it if Jungsoo or Jongwoon suddenly attacked his girlfriend.” The words were said in a somewhat uninterested manner, making Zhou Mi roll his eyes.
“We can get to wherever we need to be in no time so don’t give me stupid excuses.” he muttered then, starting to walk anyway. “And we both know the kid’s not his girlfriend. She’s barely half his age. What’s going on with her anyway? What was all that talk about it not being his business to speak up about?”
Surprisingly Heechul smiled despite the somewhat rude words of the redhead, reaching out and patting his shoulder. “See, this is exactly why I brought you and not Li Yin.” he said as he gently steered the other in the right direction at the end of the street. “She already knows everything. You’re much more fun to talk to.” He chuckled softly over a joke only he knew before giving an actual answer.
“The girl’s Jungsoo’s daughter. It was a slip-up with his girlfriend back in the day. He’d have had it removed because of his career, but she said she would raise it on her own and would make sure it wouldn’t affect him. He has no clue who she is, though, which is why I didn’t allow Hyukjae to say anything. Both Jungsoo and her are better off not knowing.” With those words, he suddenly broke out into a run, so fast he became invisible to human eyes.
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Misun rested her head against Jongwoon’s chest, closing her eyes and letting out a small sigh of contentment. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been able to relax and unwind, to leave the worrying to someone else and just enjoy the warmth of a loving embrace. The fact that Jongwoon was the one those arms belonged to made it all the more meaningful and to her surprise she soon felt the bitter sting of tears welling up in her eyes. The realisation that she was crying made her tense up, uselessly wondering when the last time was that she had done so. She couldn’t even remember, but most probably it had been over his death.
“Jagiya…” that warm, low voice whispered to her and she felt herself tremble because of the familiarity of it all. She never thought she would be in such a position again. There was a certain limit to the amount of happiness people had in their life and she had always figured she had reached hers, but this moment proved how wrong that assumption had been. “I’m here, you’re here too. There’s no need to cry. I love you.” All words that seemed so impossible yet were very true, which was proven by the way her husband’s shirt got stained by her tears.
“It all feels so surreal, Jongie.” she whispered back, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt and body trembling with the vastness of her emotions. “For the past ten years I lived thinking you were dead, that I’d have to go on alone, that I’d have to go back to see our daughter one day and tell her that her father died in a car accident. And yet there always was this small flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, the reality I was working in included you after all, but it never became more than that faint splatter of hope, hidden behind layers of harsh reality. Yet now you’re here. You’re really here.”
She could hear him swallow, knew that what she was saying probably was hard for him to take, but after staying strong for so long it felt incredible to be able to break down. And at the same time it made her feel too vulnerable, too open for more heartbreak. Luckily there was no such thing as Jongwoon pulled her even closer, probably holding her as tight as he could without care. For once she was even more glad to have become a venger and therefore able to withstand the brute force her husband now possessed in his vampire form.
“I’m really here.” he said then and a small noise escaped her at the implications those words brought with them. “I’m not leaving you again, dear. They’ll have to come with something huge to get me down this time – and even though his ego may be I don’t consider Jack huge.” The intent was obviously to cheer her up and it worked, however silly the joke may have been. She chuckled softly in between the tears, slowly letting go of him to wipe her tears away. He got to it before she could however, gently running his thumbs over her cheeks to dry away the last tear tracks and sending her a small smile then. She smiled back.
“Let’s go back inside, Jongie. You need to sleep and go feed after, you look horrible.” she spoke then, voice soft, filled with warmth. The slight disgust on his face had her taking a firm hold of his hand. “If there’s one thing I learned in the past years it’s that vampires simply need blood to survive and it won’t do you any good whatsoever to abhor it. I don’t blame you for it, nor do any of the others, so don’t blame yourself for it either.” Her encouraging smile was mirrored by his grateful one and he entwined his fingers with hers as they walked back down the hallway.
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With his hands tucked in his pockets, he calmly strolled through the hospital, waiting patiently for the two men that had gone inside the room to come back out. He was there to look over them after all, just like he had been there for every single one of them after their change. The only one he couldn’t protect had been Jungsoo, the vampire too close to his sire at all times to even try and get in between. But now the Jimin creature was dead and he had free range to protect these boys that were his responsibility.
Right as an anxious feeling started to eat at him, the door of the room opened and the tall redhead walked out of it, followed shortly after by the smaller Heechul. They didn’t notice him just like they never had before and he felt proud of his own skills again for a split second. He had always been able to stay out of their sight, hide his presence from them with the ease of years of training and a natural talent for it. But the smile froze halfway appearing on his face when suddenly Zhou Mi reached out and slapped his friend over the back of his head, right as they walked by him.
“You’re an idiot, hyung, that’s what you are. Why would you tell those people that you help out people who can’t afford to go to the hospital? What will you do if ever they try to check up on you and find there’s no such thing? You shouldn’t lie to people.” the redhead complained to the other, making him smile in amusement. They were still the same – bickering nonstop.
“What do you mean lie to people? I AM helping people! You see, I’m helping our friends who can’t afford to go to the hospital because they will be found out. I never said that I’m helping sick or hurt people, it’s just what they assume I’m doing. Now stop complaining and take my bag, it’s heavy as hell.” the black haired vampire countered and almost immediately Zhou Mi’s arm shot out to take hold of said bag. Yet the redhead didn’t hold on to it for very long.
“Take your bag back and stop ordering me around, hyung.” he said with a frown on his face, but the huff that came out of Heechul when he realised he was forced to keep carrying his own bag was even worse. It made him smile as he slipped out of the shadows of the hospital hallway and followed after them, completely relaxed, a hundred percent sure they wouldn’t even notice him if he stamped through the hallway at full speed.
It didn’t take long for the two to speed up their pace once they were outside and he easily followed after them, entering the apartment building with them and watching them step inside the right complex. He remained outside, allowing them to settle in and find themselves a place to sleep as well. Everyone inside was asleep already which was audible by the steady breathing from the few still living people inside and the complete silence that the others emanated.
Only when he was sure both Heechul and Zhou Mi were asleep just like everyone else, he walked up to the door of the apartment, opening it with surprising ease and stepping inside. The door slid closed behind him so silent even he himself couldn’t hear it click into the lock again, which made a smile appear on his face. His eyes took in the people spread around the room on the floor, in the couch, on the bed and everywhere they had found a place suitable to lie down and close their eyes. The most endearing was probably the sight of Jongwoon and Misun curled up together, right beside where Li Yin and Heechul were sleeping back to back.
He breathed out an inaudible sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. As their grandsire and the reason why they were all gathered together in this room now, he felt an urge to make sure they’d all stay as peaceful as they were at that moment. He certainly wouldn’t allow any of them to get hurt like they had been in the past. After so many years of looking over them, they had gotten themselves a spot in his heart, no matter how well he hid it from them.
“Don’t worry my friends.” he whispered to the room filled with the sleeping forms of the vampires he had indirectly created. “I’ll help you.”
Saturday, 15 October 2011
[FIC] Memories
Title: Memories
Characters: Super Junior
Rating: R
Chaptercount: 25/26
Summary: Fifteen people try to find the memories they forgot - or maybe they're just looking for each other.
A/N: A fic written on a hunch. One day I thought; "Super Junior. And vampires. This calls for a fic!" and well.. Here we are? Memories is one of the stories that I'm proud of, despite its sometimes messy storyline. It's also a story that won't be fully understood until you've read it completely. Things will be very confusing as you read, but will also get explained in future chapters. Be warned.
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There was a huge silence hanging in the room, people staring at Jungsoo or Hyukjae, no one particularly sure how to deal with that revelation. No one except for Misun apparently, who finally mingled in the conversation again, no sign of the generally present confusion on her expression.
“Hyukjae would you allow Jungsoo to take siredom over you for a bit so he can give you your memories back?” she asked calmly, eyes fixing on the vampire next to Sang Mi. The girl herself had gone surprisingly silent and pale, but no one really noticed with all the commotion going on. She watched Hyukjae next to her with worried eyes waiting for his answer to the question. It was a visible relief to everyone present when Hyukjae replied with a ‘Sure, why not?’ as if it was the most normal thing in the world to allow a previous enemy to take siredom over you.
Sang Mi was the only one not looking forward to that, putting a hand on the vampire’s lower arm and asking him with one look to help her out. She must’ve looked very worried and pale indeed, because his eyes immediately changed to green and he focused on no one but her for a moment.
‘Hyukjae…’ she spoke through her thoughts. ‘If you remember them will you also still remember me?’ But what she also sent through without actually wanting to let him know was ‘I love you. You’re all I have left. Please don’t leave me.’ She didn’t show any of those thoughts on her face, but he soon started smiling, reaching out to take her hand. Yet the moment their skins touched, Hyukjae’s eyes suddenly widened and he whirled around to stare at the woman that had moved closer to them, his expression changed into a snarl.
“You.” he hissed, tone so angry that Jongwoon almost immediately moved in between the vampire and his wife, ready to protect her when needed. Misun seemed clueless, but that didn’t mean she actually WAS clueless, the woman was a sly fox really. Sang Mi reached out to put a hand on Hyukjae’s shoulder, a touch that visibly relaxed him. And the moment Hyukjae relaxed, so did Jongwoon.
“Not her.” a completely different voice told them. All heads turned around to see who had spoken. Sang Mi herself turned around as well. Her eyes found one of the many men in the room, but it took a moment for the name to come back to her; Kibum. It still felt surreal to be in the same room with a famous model.
“I studied the lives of all of you to find out exactly what had happened so I would keep my stories the same as the ones that had been told to the public before. What I discovered was something that happened many more years ago. It had been kept a secret to many but as a fellow member I was assumed to know already.” The smile sent to them was dazzling, fangs not visible like on every magazine cover he graced. “Get your memories back first, Hyukjae, you’ll remember as well. You were there when they told me.”
The words spiked Sang Mi’s curiosity, yet seemed to calm down Hyukjae completely. His eyes went to Jungsoo and he hesitated only a moment longer to reach out his hand. But Jungsoo shook his head lightly, reaching out past the hand and pulling the other vampire closer by his wrist. “Back of your neck.” he explained to the surprised expression. “Homin made everyone believe it was the hand, but your hand was crushed beneath a part of the car when I changed you.” He was smart enough not to give the other time to protest before he leaned in. Hyukjae let out a hiss which broke off abruptly the moment Jungsoo’s fangs sank into his skin.
Sang Mi watched in horror as the vampire in front of her seemed to go completely rigid against the one who had just taken siredom over him. When his eyes opened again they were a dull brown, something that scared her more than anything else that had happened so far.
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Everyone watched anxiously as Hyukjae gathered himself and straightened up again, pulling away from Jungsoo slowly. All of a sudden he seemed to lose his footing, however, and his eyes turned to his hand in shock. The next moment he started to tremble violently and Jungsoo quickly moved closer to wrap his arms around the other tightly. No one had to read minds to know that something was not completely right with the way Hyukjae was remembering everything.
“When you tell someone to remember through the sire bond they go back just a second to the moment they were changed into vampires.” Misun spoke up softly, her eyes filled with pity for the vampire who was still trembling so hard he couldn’t even stand on his own two feet anymore, having to be kept up by Jungsoo.
It was Heechul who commented on Misun’s words with a soft: “Hyuk seems to have died more painfully than the rest of us then.” His voice was almost emotionless, but the pained expression on his face showed what he really thought about the situation.
Zhou Mi let out a sigh after Heechul’s words, watching Hyukjae go still and then straighten up again. He vividly remembered the moment he himself had regained his own memories. It certainly wasn’t the most enjoyable moment of his life, that was a given. He had gone back to a split second of never ending falling, plummeting down towards a vast ocean, only to never consciously live through the actual collision with the water. He was so lost in his memories that he didn’t notice the tears until he smelled the saltiness. Looking up, he could see Hyukjae clutching his head with his hands.
“It hurts so much.” the vampire whispered and then everything happened at once. Sang Mi threw herself at Misun, yet was intercepted by Jongwoon, who easily kept her from even touching his wife. At the same time both Siwon and Donghae closed in on the suffering vampire only to be kept away by a snarl from Jungsoo, who gathered the younger closer in his arms. Shindong was with them soon too and as the others started to growl at each other, those three seemed to exclude themselves. Zhou Mi was left standing at the side together with Henry, watching the chaos.
“Guys, guys, settle down.” It was Ryeowook who spoke and his usually timid attitude had taken a hundred-eighty degree turn as his eyes took in everyone around him with an almost deadly glare. “What has become of you? You’ve all grown so wary and distrusting. We’re allies here. The ones we should fight are not in this room at this point in time. Perhaps some have tried to do us wrong but everything those with memories have done was try and get our group back together. Why are you thinking now that everyone’s trying to hurt you? Get a grip on yourselves. If you really think someone’s playing tricks on you that must mean you consider yourself weak enough to be misled like that. Trust in yourselves a little more if you don’t trust the others.”
It was hard to stay in place, but Zhou Mi managed, letting his eyes skim the smaller man as he spoke. There was a certain edge to Ryeowook’s voice that had never been there before and a coldness behind his kind exterior that spoke of years spent living a hard vampire’s life. He looked around the room again then to see if anyone had actually listened to the vampire, only to see everyone looking at Ryeowook with the same mixture of amazement and shock he had felt himself when he had heard the kid’s words.
“Now stop staring at me.” Ryeowook gruffly continued when he noticed all eyes were on him, turning around to look at the group of three that were still huddled together. “Hyukjae hyung, you okay?” The only reply he got was a small nod from said person, who looked even more pale than he had done before, the tear tracks still glistering on his cheeks. “So please tell us what Kibummie was talking to you about just before, we’re all very curious I’m sure.”
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“That’s not something for him to tell.” Heechul calmly interrupted the whole exchange, sending a wry smile Hyukjae’s way. The still extremely pale vampire smiled back almost invisibly, closing his eyes for a moment and slowly regaining himself again. It was obvious that something had completely knocked him off his feet in a rather negative way. But at least the atmosphere in the room had settled back to a more amiable setting and Jongwoon had put down the no longer trying to kill his wife Sang Mi. Everything had gone back to the cautious but familiar group theme they were used to from earlier.
“And exactly why is it not for him to tell?” a still surprisingly feisty Ryeowook demanded to know in the middle of all that peace, which made the until then silent Siwon speak up.
“Calm down, Ryeowook-ah. If they don’t want to tell that’s their choice. No use making a fuss over everything now.” he spoke in a calming manner, motioning along with his hands. The younger turned to look at him with a frown but after a moment’s consideration seemed to decide that keeping silent again was indeed not such a bad idea.
It was the religious man’s turn then to be the centre of attention, but he didn’t seem to notice. Without much consideration for the whole situation, he simply walked over to Hyukjae and pulled him into a hug. “You okay, Hyukkie?” he asked with a small smile as he patted the other’s back.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Hyukjae replied but the way he allowed the hug to last a little longer showed how much he needed it – and also that he remembered who they were now. “You’re not going to turn into Storm again, right?” he then continued, his voice growing slightly playful. “X-men is cool and all but not so much in real life.”
“Says the one with the green glowing eyes.” Siwon snorted as he let go.
“They happen to be the eyes of my best friend you better watch your words.” Donghae joined in the banter as well, sticking out his tongue at Siwon who merely laughed and pulled Donghae closer to give him a hug too.
“I’ve always thought you were a little soft hyung.” a sudden voice had them all remembering that ‘oh yeah, Kibum’s still here too.’ “You should get a little more aggressive. Give him a hit on his head or something, that’s what I always do.” The next moment Donghae let out a snarl of pain and Siwon was staring wide-eyed at his own hands before looking up at Donghae . The latter was frowning at him by then, turning to look at Kibum a moment later, who was eyeing it all without understanding.
“If you hold siredom over him you could at least tell us, Kibum. And next time you want to hit me, just do so yourself like always. Siwon’s too strong, it actually hurts.” he commented dryly, to which the model frowned in his turn.
“I don’t…” he started, before turning to Siwon. “Sit down.” he stated, eyes growing bigger in surprise as the elder did exactly that. “What? How?” he asked in surprise, yet his expression suddenly cleared as he seemed to remember something. “Hyung, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He left a moment of silence, glancing at Heechul once before hesitantly muttering “I give you your freedom back.”
Siwon sat down a moment longer before crawling up. “Okay, that was weird.” he muttered with a frown. “Sorry for hitting you, Hae.”
“It’s quite alright.” said fellow band member reassured him, reaching out to pat his shoulder. It was at that point that Hyukjae suddenly moved and hugged Jungsoo, like the latter had been planning to earlier before Hyukjae moved away.
“Hyung…” he spoke softly, with so much emotion in his voice that it silenced everyone into a kind of amazed silence as they all remembered their own love for some of the people present.
☆.:**´¨`**:.☆
“So what’s next?” Shindong broke that silence after a while, his sight on the future abandoning him at that moment. There seemed to be no future yet for them, at least not one that he could see. A soft sigh escaped him when he realised no one else seemed to have an idea, but before he could suggest something random – just to at least suggest something – Hangeng spoke up.
“I think we should just all decide for ourselves what’s next. It’s not because we’re back together now that we have to stay together. It’d be nice to stay in contact, but we’re not obliged to stay together. it’s not like we’ll still be able to produce music together or anything. He glanced around the room with a small smile, taking in the familiar faces. “I have to admit it’s nice to see you all again. It’s been a really long time since all fifteen of us were in one room together.”
The smile he showed upon saying that was so genuine and warm that for a moment Shindong found himself forgetting the long years of being a vampire. In his memories, he went back to that glorious time almost twenty years ago when they were last together with all fifteen of them. Back then definitely were happier times than what they were in at this point of time.
“First and foremost I think we need to feed and rest, though.” Jungsoo spoke up at that point, making him look up again and focus on the others once more. “It’s been hard on all of you, I’m sure. Jongwoon looks like he’s going to devour a whole city soon and Sungmin’s definitely going to pass out if he doesn’t get any rest in soon.”Agreeing murmurs sounded up from those present and some even nodded, Shindong one of those who merely inclined his head a moment.
“And even if we’d be fit enough, the sun is still up so many of us can’t even risk going out at this point.” Sungmin added to that with a mirthless chuckle. “I’d rather not BE toast for breakfast.” He glanced at the curtains for a moment and seemed to repress a shudder. Kibum was the only one to understand how close he had been to that scene all but a day ago. It felt like weeks had passed already since that moment in which they hid under the cover the younger had provided.
Shindong breathed out air he didn’t know he was holding in, his breathing ceasing again after that as he tucked his hands in the pockets of his pants and looked at the other people present. There were many faces he hadn’t seen in years and – having recovered his memories of those earlier days – he’d love to catch up with, but on the other hand they all felt like strangers to him, a little like what he thought it must feel to them as well.
“Well I suggest those who need sleep can take a rest here.” Heechul offered being the owner of the apartment they were currently residing in. “Seasoning and I will go stack up on blood packs so those in desperate need of it can feed later. The Daywalkers can go their own way whenever they want, the Nightwelps I guess can leave at dusk.” There surprisingly came no protest from the one he had pointed out as Seasoning, the redhead merely leaning against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
“What will you do after that?” someone asked, but Shindong didn’t get to see who it was when a sudden scene invaded his head and he had to close his eyes to see it more clearly. He stood like that watching the images flash by for what seemed like an eternity but really only was a split second. There was a short moment of hesitation in him and then he replied to the question before anyone else could, slowly opening his eyes as he did so.
“We’re going to take back the Facility.”
Characters: Super Junior
Rating: R
Chaptercount: 25/26
Summary: Fifteen people try to find the memories they forgot - or maybe they're just looking for each other.
A/N: A fic written on a hunch. One day I thought; "Super Junior. And vampires. This calls for a fic!" and well.. Here we are? Memories is one of the stories that I'm proud of, despite its sometimes messy storyline. It's also a story that won't be fully understood until you've read it completely. Things will be very confusing as you read, but will also get explained in future chapters. Be warned.
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There was a huge silence hanging in the room, people staring at Jungsoo or Hyukjae, no one particularly sure how to deal with that revelation. No one except for Misun apparently, who finally mingled in the conversation again, no sign of the generally present confusion on her expression.
“Hyukjae would you allow Jungsoo to take siredom over you for a bit so he can give you your memories back?” she asked calmly, eyes fixing on the vampire next to Sang Mi. The girl herself had gone surprisingly silent and pale, but no one really noticed with all the commotion going on. She watched Hyukjae next to her with worried eyes waiting for his answer to the question. It was a visible relief to everyone present when Hyukjae replied with a ‘Sure, why not?’ as if it was the most normal thing in the world to allow a previous enemy to take siredom over you.
Sang Mi was the only one not looking forward to that, putting a hand on the vampire’s lower arm and asking him with one look to help her out. She must’ve looked very worried and pale indeed, because his eyes immediately changed to green and he focused on no one but her for a moment.
‘Hyukjae…’ she spoke through her thoughts. ‘If you remember them will you also still remember me?’ But what she also sent through without actually wanting to let him know was ‘I love you. You’re all I have left. Please don’t leave me.’ She didn’t show any of those thoughts on her face, but he soon started smiling, reaching out to take her hand. Yet the moment their skins touched, Hyukjae’s eyes suddenly widened and he whirled around to stare at the woman that had moved closer to them, his expression changed into a snarl.
“You.” he hissed, tone so angry that Jongwoon almost immediately moved in between the vampire and his wife, ready to protect her when needed. Misun seemed clueless, but that didn’t mean she actually WAS clueless, the woman was a sly fox really. Sang Mi reached out to put a hand on Hyukjae’s shoulder, a touch that visibly relaxed him. And the moment Hyukjae relaxed, so did Jongwoon.
“Not her.” a completely different voice told them. All heads turned around to see who had spoken. Sang Mi herself turned around as well. Her eyes found one of the many men in the room, but it took a moment for the name to come back to her; Kibum. It still felt surreal to be in the same room with a famous model.
“I studied the lives of all of you to find out exactly what had happened so I would keep my stories the same as the ones that had been told to the public before. What I discovered was something that happened many more years ago. It had been kept a secret to many but as a fellow member I was assumed to know already.” The smile sent to them was dazzling, fangs not visible like on every magazine cover he graced. “Get your memories back first, Hyukjae, you’ll remember as well. You were there when they told me.”
The words spiked Sang Mi’s curiosity, yet seemed to calm down Hyukjae completely. His eyes went to Jungsoo and he hesitated only a moment longer to reach out his hand. But Jungsoo shook his head lightly, reaching out past the hand and pulling the other vampire closer by his wrist. “Back of your neck.” he explained to the surprised expression. “Homin made everyone believe it was the hand, but your hand was crushed beneath a part of the car when I changed you.” He was smart enough not to give the other time to protest before he leaned in. Hyukjae let out a hiss which broke off abruptly the moment Jungsoo’s fangs sank into his skin.
Sang Mi watched in horror as the vampire in front of her seemed to go completely rigid against the one who had just taken siredom over him. When his eyes opened again they were a dull brown, something that scared her more than anything else that had happened so far.
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Everyone watched anxiously as Hyukjae gathered himself and straightened up again, pulling away from Jungsoo slowly. All of a sudden he seemed to lose his footing, however, and his eyes turned to his hand in shock. The next moment he started to tremble violently and Jungsoo quickly moved closer to wrap his arms around the other tightly. No one had to read minds to know that something was not completely right with the way Hyukjae was remembering everything.
“When you tell someone to remember through the sire bond they go back just a second to the moment they were changed into vampires.” Misun spoke up softly, her eyes filled with pity for the vampire who was still trembling so hard he couldn’t even stand on his own two feet anymore, having to be kept up by Jungsoo.
It was Heechul who commented on Misun’s words with a soft: “Hyuk seems to have died more painfully than the rest of us then.” His voice was almost emotionless, but the pained expression on his face showed what he really thought about the situation.
Zhou Mi let out a sigh after Heechul’s words, watching Hyukjae go still and then straighten up again. He vividly remembered the moment he himself had regained his own memories. It certainly wasn’t the most enjoyable moment of his life, that was a given. He had gone back to a split second of never ending falling, plummeting down towards a vast ocean, only to never consciously live through the actual collision with the water. He was so lost in his memories that he didn’t notice the tears until he smelled the saltiness. Looking up, he could see Hyukjae clutching his head with his hands.
“It hurts so much.” the vampire whispered and then everything happened at once. Sang Mi threw herself at Misun, yet was intercepted by Jongwoon, who easily kept her from even touching his wife. At the same time both Siwon and Donghae closed in on the suffering vampire only to be kept away by a snarl from Jungsoo, who gathered the younger closer in his arms. Shindong was with them soon too and as the others started to growl at each other, those three seemed to exclude themselves. Zhou Mi was left standing at the side together with Henry, watching the chaos.
“Guys, guys, settle down.” It was Ryeowook who spoke and his usually timid attitude had taken a hundred-eighty degree turn as his eyes took in everyone around him with an almost deadly glare. “What has become of you? You’ve all grown so wary and distrusting. We’re allies here. The ones we should fight are not in this room at this point in time. Perhaps some have tried to do us wrong but everything those with memories have done was try and get our group back together. Why are you thinking now that everyone’s trying to hurt you? Get a grip on yourselves. If you really think someone’s playing tricks on you that must mean you consider yourself weak enough to be misled like that. Trust in yourselves a little more if you don’t trust the others.”
It was hard to stay in place, but Zhou Mi managed, letting his eyes skim the smaller man as he spoke. There was a certain edge to Ryeowook’s voice that had never been there before and a coldness behind his kind exterior that spoke of years spent living a hard vampire’s life. He looked around the room again then to see if anyone had actually listened to the vampire, only to see everyone looking at Ryeowook with the same mixture of amazement and shock he had felt himself when he had heard the kid’s words.
“Now stop staring at me.” Ryeowook gruffly continued when he noticed all eyes were on him, turning around to look at the group of three that were still huddled together. “Hyukjae hyung, you okay?” The only reply he got was a small nod from said person, who looked even more pale than he had done before, the tear tracks still glistering on his cheeks. “So please tell us what Kibummie was talking to you about just before, we’re all very curious I’m sure.”
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“That’s not something for him to tell.” Heechul calmly interrupted the whole exchange, sending a wry smile Hyukjae’s way. The still extremely pale vampire smiled back almost invisibly, closing his eyes for a moment and slowly regaining himself again. It was obvious that something had completely knocked him off his feet in a rather negative way. But at least the atmosphere in the room had settled back to a more amiable setting and Jongwoon had put down the no longer trying to kill his wife Sang Mi. Everything had gone back to the cautious but familiar group theme they were used to from earlier.
“And exactly why is it not for him to tell?” a still surprisingly feisty Ryeowook demanded to know in the middle of all that peace, which made the until then silent Siwon speak up.
“Calm down, Ryeowook-ah. If they don’t want to tell that’s their choice. No use making a fuss over everything now.” he spoke in a calming manner, motioning along with his hands. The younger turned to look at him with a frown but after a moment’s consideration seemed to decide that keeping silent again was indeed not such a bad idea.
It was the religious man’s turn then to be the centre of attention, but he didn’t seem to notice. Without much consideration for the whole situation, he simply walked over to Hyukjae and pulled him into a hug. “You okay, Hyukkie?” he asked with a small smile as he patted the other’s back.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Hyukjae replied but the way he allowed the hug to last a little longer showed how much he needed it – and also that he remembered who they were now. “You’re not going to turn into Storm again, right?” he then continued, his voice growing slightly playful. “X-men is cool and all but not so much in real life.”
“Says the one with the green glowing eyes.” Siwon snorted as he let go.
“They happen to be the eyes of my best friend you better watch your words.” Donghae joined in the banter as well, sticking out his tongue at Siwon who merely laughed and pulled Donghae closer to give him a hug too.
“I’ve always thought you were a little soft hyung.” a sudden voice had them all remembering that ‘oh yeah, Kibum’s still here too.’ “You should get a little more aggressive. Give him a hit on his head or something, that’s what I always do.” The next moment Donghae let out a snarl of pain and Siwon was staring wide-eyed at his own hands before looking up at Donghae . The latter was frowning at him by then, turning to look at Kibum a moment later, who was eyeing it all without understanding.
“If you hold siredom over him you could at least tell us, Kibum. And next time you want to hit me, just do so yourself like always. Siwon’s too strong, it actually hurts.” he commented dryly, to which the model frowned in his turn.
“I don’t…” he started, before turning to Siwon. “Sit down.” he stated, eyes growing bigger in surprise as the elder did exactly that. “What? How?” he asked in surprise, yet his expression suddenly cleared as he seemed to remember something. “Hyung, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He left a moment of silence, glancing at Heechul once before hesitantly muttering “I give you your freedom back.”
Siwon sat down a moment longer before crawling up. “Okay, that was weird.” he muttered with a frown. “Sorry for hitting you, Hae.”
“It’s quite alright.” said fellow band member reassured him, reaching out to pat his shoulder. It was at that point that Hyukjae suddenly moved and hugged Jungsoo, like the latter had been planning to earlier before Hyukjae moved away.
“Hyung…” he spoke softly, with so much emotion in his voice that it silenced everyone into a kind of amazed silence as they all remembered their own love for some of the people present.
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“So what’s next?” Shindong broke that silence after a while, his sight on the future abandoning him at that moment. There seemed to be no future yet for them, at least not one that he could see. A soft sigh escaped him when he realised no one else seemed to have an idea, but before he could suggest something random – just to at least suggest something – Hangeng spoke up.
“I think we should just all decide for ourselves what’s next. It’s not because we’re back together now that we have to stay together. It’d be nice to stay in contact, but we’re not obliged to stay together. it’s not like we’ll still be able to produce music together or anything. He glanced around the room with a small smile, taking in the familiar faces. “I have to admit it’s nice to see you all again. It’s been a really long time since all fifteen of us were in one room together.”
The smile he showed upon saying that was so genuine and warm that for a moment Shindong found himself forgetting the long years of being a vampire. In his memories, he went back to that glorious time almost twenty years ago when they were last together with all fifteen of them. Back then definitely were happier times than what they were in at this point of time.
“First and foremost I think we need to feed and rest, though.” Jungsoo spoke up at that point, making him look up again and focus on the others once more. “It’s been hard on all of you, I’m sure. Jongwoon looks like he’s going to devour a whole city soon and Sungmin’s definitely going to pass out if he doesn’t get any rest in soon.”Agreeing murmurs sounded up from those present and some even nodded, Shindong one of those who merely inclined his head a moment.
“And even if we’d be fit enough, the sun is still up so many of us can’t even risk going out at this point.” Sungmin added to that with a mirthless chuckle. “I’d rather not BE toast for breakfast.” He glanced at the curtains for a moment and seemed to repress a shudder. Kibum was the only one to understand how close he had been to that scene all but a day ago. It felt like weeks had passed already since that moment in which they hid under the cover the younger had provided.
Shindong breathed out air he didn’t know he was holding in, his breathing ceasing again after that as he tucked his hands in the pockets of his pants and looked at the other people present. There were many faces he hadn’t seen in years and – having recovered his memories of those earlier days – he’d love to catch up with, but on the other hand they all felt like strangers to him, a little like what he thought it must feel to them as well.
“Well I suggest those who need sleep can take a rest here.” Heechul offered being the owner of the apartment they were currently residing in. “Seasoning and I will go stack up on blood packs so those in desperate need of it can feed later. The Daywalkers can go their own way whenever they want, the Nightwelps I guess can leave at dusk.” There surprisingly came no protest from the one he had pointed out as Seasoning, the redhead merely leaning against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
“What will you do after that?” someone asked, but Shindong didn’t get to see who it was when a sudden scene invaded his head and he had to close his eyes to see it more clearly. He stood like that watching the images flash by for what seemed like an eternity but really only was a split second. There was a short moment of hesitation in him and then he replied to the question before anyone else could, slowly opening his eyes as he did so.
“We’re going to take back the Facility.”
Sunday, 9 October 2011
[MISC] Fic Prompts
Random post because I haven't been able to decently write out anything for ages now. Sadly my writing inspiration is limited to 2 lines before it dies out completely. Well actually my inspiration gets me a very long way, but then my will to write grabs its suitcase and waves bye to me as it goes on a holiday, so there really hasn't been much written by me lately. However, I did write a few of those 2-liner thingies of which many are rather great (even if I do say so myself) so I decided to post them up. I might still use some of these in one of my future fics, but I might also not. If anyone happens to read this and decides that yes, there is something in here I'd like to use for a fic; feel free. Just drop me a comment with the link to the end result or something because I'd love to see what others make of the lines I came up with. ^-^
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1.
There was silence and darkness, until suddenly the door opened and someone took hold of her hand to pull her up and outside of the room.
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2.
He had always been there, but she had just been too blind to see, and now that she noticed, someone else was first.
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3.
“I live for love, peace, understanding. Things this world has forgotten. You wouldn’t know, because you were just a baby when the world started changing into this.”
4.
You think you belong, but you don’t. You’re young, you need to go out and find that place where you DO belong.
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5.
Life has only one certainty: death.
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6.
There’s give and take, but sometimes you just have to keep.
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7.
Silence lasts as long as we don’t call it by name.
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8.
Loneliness is a choice, being alone is not always.
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9.
Every day it’s you against the world. Go at it.
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10.
He’s two steps out of the door when she holds him back and begs him to give them another chance. He replies he doesn’t want to give any chances to her anymore.
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11.
Honestly he’s not mine. He might think he is, but he’s not. And I’m not his. I might try to be, but I’m not.
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12.
Learning to let go is not a bad thing, it saves you from a lot of heartaches. Unless you learn how to let go before things even start, then it just saves you from life altogether.
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13.
There are 365 days in a year, but it takes only one to make a difference.
“I love you.”
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14.
Somewhere halfway into dying he realises he’s not yet up for the blame of forcing his parents to fix his funeral, so he picks himself up and starts to live again.
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15.
Today is a cold day. Not just outside of the house, but inside as well. And inside of him, there’s ice.
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1.
There was silence and darkness, until suddenly the door opened and someone took hold of her hand to pull her up and outside of the room.
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2.
He had always been there, but she had just been too blind to see, and now that she noticed, someone else was first.
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3.
“I live for love, peace, understanding. Things this world has forgotten. You wouldn’t know, because you were just a baby when the world started changing into this.”
4.
You think you belong, but you don’t. You’re young, you need to go out and find that place where you DO belong.
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5.
Life has only one certainty: death.
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6.
There’s give and take, but sometimes you just have to keep.
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7.
Silence lasts as long as we don’t call it by name.
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8.
Loneliness is a choice, being alone is not always.
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9.
Every day it’s you against the world. Go at it.
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10.
He’s two steps out of the door when she holds him back and begs him to give them another chance. He replies he doesn’t want to give any chances to her anymore.
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11.
Honestly he’s not mine. He might think he is, but he’s not. And I’m not his. I might try to be, but I’m not.
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12.
Learning to let go is not a bad thing, it saves you from a lot of heartaches. Unless you learn how to let go before things even start, then it just saves you from life altogether.
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13.
There are 365 days in a year, but it takes only one to make a difference.
“I love you.”
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14.
Somewhere halfway into dying he realises he’s not yet up for the blame of forcing his parents to fix his funeral, so he picks himself up and starts to live again.
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15.
Today is a cold day. Not just outside of the house, but inside as well. And inside of him, there’s ice.
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