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when my kingdom falls and yours will stay

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It takes David almost dangerously too long to realize that it's not Star's petty morality that causes Michael to hold back. Star is persuasive but she's not that good. It's Michael younger brother that makes him reluctant to embrace the wildness within himself. It's a loyalty that all of his boys possess but what angers David is that Michael's loyalty is directed at someone other than David.

Normally in a situation like this, he'd just rip Michael's throat out and bury his mistake in the ocean. He's done it before and he's sure he'll do it again. But this time Max is involved. Insane Max who wants to give his boys a mother. Star had failed when it came to influencing the boys so now Max thinks an undead mother in the form of Lucy Emerson will save them. As if they need saving but then again Max wants some picture perfect ideal family as if they were the Addams family or the Munsters.

It's a pain in the ass but David is bound by complicated magic. If this is what Max wants then it's his job to pull Michael away from Star.

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He can sense the boy's unease. And for a moment he despises the game that he has to play. He's a fucking predator, a monster, and the boy standing in front of him is his prey. Yet he has to play the nursemaid. But the boy surprises him.

"I know what you are."

The words are spoken with a casual defiance. He can see why Michael doesn't want to leave his brother behind.

"What am I?" David asks with a vicious smirk.

He knows what the boy will say. Some variation of how he's a punk, a ne'er-do-well .He's heard it far too many times for it mean anything.

"A vampire."

The word comes out confidently and strong, which causes David to look at the boy. He's afraid but he's not terrified. He's afraid as if he's stumbled across a wild bear but he's not pissing his pants in terror. The boy's brother is clueless as to what David is. Michael's sweet baby brother has apparently seen through his facade. David growls.

"Michael doesn't know," Sam tells him. "But I do."

"What of it, boy?" David asks with a sneer.

"Leave my brother alone or else I'll kill you."

David laughs. This clever boy thinks that he can kill him. Before the boy react, David reaches out and grabs him by the throat as fast and deadly as a viper.

"Brave little fool," David tells him. "I have no intention of letting Michael go."

His face shifts from human to vampire but Sam doesn't react. Normally it's enough. He lets Sam go and the boy's hands don't even go to his throat instead he stands there full of bravado.

"Leave my brother alone," Sam repeats himself.

It must hurt his throat to speak and there's a part of him that can admire the boy. If he had found him first, David doesn't doubt that he'd make a perfect vampire.


Before David can react, Sam is moving and then his face is in pain - blinding, white hot pain - and he struggles with the boy, pushing him away as the boy tries to pull him closer. David outweighs him and he finally manages to shove the boy away. Sam's back hits the brick wall and he grunts. An object clatters to the ground and David kicks the silver cross underneath the dumpster before the boy can recover. He wants to tear the boy apart for this but the boy stays still, supported by the wall as he gasps for breath.

David advances forward until they're standing toe to toe. He grips the boy's right wrist with one hand and with the other, he grabs him by the chin, forcing him to look up into David's eyes.

"I'll leave your brother alone," David tells him.

"Good," Sam says.

David smirks in response. As if it'll be that easy. As if he'd let this mortal boy walk away after what he's done.

"For a price."

Sam holds his ground and he doesn't flinch as David tightens his hold on him.

"You for him."

There's a moment when he thinks that Sam will fold, that he'll give in and let David have his brother. (It's far too late for that but Sam doesn't need to know that.)

"Fine," Sam finally says. "Me for Michael."

David smirks and pulls Sam up by his wrist and chin. The boy grunts in pain but before he can do anything else, David is kissing him. It's all fangs and teeth, a battle for dominance until David's fangs threaten to slice through Sam's tongue. The boy stills and David smiles. He's going to have fun breaking this one.

He lets go and Sam slumps against the wall again. He wants nothing more than to feed Sam his blood but he needs to let his boys know that things have changed. He might have agreed to let Michael be but he doubts the boys will be so willing to do so. And even if they were, it's too late. Michael has consumed Max's blood.

"I mean it," Sam says. "Leave Michael alone. You and your gang."

"I don't tell my boys what to do," David tells him. "They might want to have fun with Michael."

"Then I'll kill you," Sam tells him. "All I have to do is kill the head vampire and your hold over my brother is done."

If only it were that simple. David snarls when Sam moves. He pins the boy back to the wall.

"Whatever you think you know, you better forget it. You're mine and it's far too late for your brother."

David lets him go and then leaves. He's given far too much away but there's too much at stake. It seems like the boy knows far too much about their kind and if any of them want to live, they'll need to move quick. David doubts that either Sam or Michael will put up a fight if their mother is a vampire.

He's almost gone when he hears the boy whispers.

"I mean it, leave my brother alone."

David is going to enjoy breaking the boy. But first Max needs to move up his plans. Apparently he won't have time to do things with Lucy with as much finesse as he'd like. But it's either he speeds up his pet project or he abandons the idea of a mother for his boys. And once things with Lucy are done, then Michael and Sam will follow. It's not fool proof but he doubts that either boy would be so willing to hurt their mother, vampire or otherwise.