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Author: Scarlet Dragoness
Fiction Rated: T - English - Supernatural/Sci-Fi - Reviews: 9 - Published: 12-13-06 - Updated: 12-13-06 - id:2289592

Chemical Romance

Chapter One

The Black Eyed Gaze

As a child, I could remember sitting at a table in the strip bar where my mother worked to keep us alive. I could remember the strange creatures that would come and dance about her, like black winged moths. And when she would bring me home at night, she would go on for hours about how beautiful these creatures made her feel, how wonderful and mysterious they were. And sometimes, I would talk with them, these men that aroused the blood in my mother’s veins, and they always talked back, not as though I were a child, but as though I were a friend. I could feel safe and cared for, but only when I was with them, any other time, it was like being in some other realm.

When my mother passed away, I continued to visit the old bar and learn from and listen to the people I cherished most in my life. I could recall at one point, telling one of the males my mother had known, how passionately and furiously jealous I was of him, that I might give anything to be him. He only smiled, kissed my forehead and told me that I was much too young to envy death.
I didn’t really understand then like I do now.

From the day of my mother’s death to where I am now, I have spent my life wanting to know the supernatural creatures of the world, but none more than the friends of my childhood; the vampires.


“You want me to what?” I questioned, somewhat unsure of what was really being asked of me.

My boss, Stephan, sat across from me in his normal regal matter, legs cross, hands propped on his kneecaps. He stared at me for a moment before pushing back his blond curls and coming forward.

“I need you to find me a real vampire.”

I still wasn’t sure I was hearing it all right.

True, I was a demonologist who specialized in vampiric events and behavior, but as far as really getting to know, or even truly meeting a vampire, that was something I hadn’t done and hadn’t ever planned on doing.

I sat back in the black leather seat and allowed the cushion to from around the curves of my body, a feeling I didn’t enjoy. I bit at the tip of my pen and stared at the ceiling as if it were about to cave in, bad habits to do with when I am thinking. I thought of the business I’d had lately, which was zero to none, and tried to come up with some other option, other choice of work.

“Colfer, why are you doing this? You speak all the time about how much you care for the vampiric race, how amazing they are and how much you adore their every freaking move. And now that you have this chance, you’re trying to weasel out of it?”

“I never wanted to hunt them or stalk them. I enjoyed watching them from afar, when I could study who they really were. Taking this assignment, it just bothers me is all”
“You truly confuse me at times.”

“Look, Stephan, what good would this do for our research?”

“Colfer, you know as well as I do that chemical vampiric studies are still going on as we speak and we have found the only way to stop them is to find the weakness of their only kin, the real vampire.”

“Why go through all the trouble?” I demanded, half crazed by the idea. “I could tell you all of their damn weaknesses here and now!”

“No, my dear, that’s just not enough this time. The people want proof they can put their hands on. They want something they can come in contact with. We need this Colfer.”

I felt myself losing the fight. There was nothing more I could say or do. It was time to shut up and give in. Still, something inside told me this was wrong, nevertheless, I took the assignment and a few hours later I was back in that black leather seat, drowning in the cushion fabric.


I could remember when I was a child, being purely taken into emotional-sexual fantasies, at rest or just before I fell asleep at night. I had these exquisite creatures with porcelain white skin, like that of a china doll, dancing in the far reaches of my mind and I loved them so much. I loved their tall, dark figures that melted with the night and their long nails that brushed my sides as I dreamt. And as I got older, I dreamed of appealing to my mother’s handsome and devilish friends, wishing they would find something they wanted in me like they had in her; but they never did. And slowly yet surely, my friends faded away and the things I once longed for were now part of a vacant past.

I spread out on the bed and listened to wild purring sound that continued from my cat, Marqushio. I thought of the task that had been set before me and what I would have to do. Tonight, I would have to go to the city of Alucarda and start there. If I didn’t find something there, I won’t find anything at all.

I stood to my feet and walked over to the small closet at the corner of the bedroom. I took out the slick black halter gown I would be wearing. I hated it all with a passion; however, this is what I had to do to keep my job. I pull the slim fitting dress, over the curves and turns of my body. I then turned to the old dresser that sat there like a wallflower and opened the top two drawers. I took out the large costume earrings and millions of noisy bracelets and stuck them to me. I later pulled out my girl and stripped it to my thigh, just in case things going ugly. And last but not least, I took out a fairly large pair of fake bat wings, which I connected to two holes in my upper back.

When it is said and done, the woman I say in the mirror was the everyday woman of Alucarda; a complete and total slut.

I took my jacket and my car key and set off to the city of Alucarda, not knowing what I’d find along the way, but rather, hoping I lived through it.


Back in the year 2013, New York City underwent a great amount of damage given by the chemical vampires. By the 2057, they had already constructed a new city; filled to the brim with as much to anyone person could stand. Walking into Alucarda was like walking into an earthly hell, or that was my option. It really had kept a reputation for being a murderous and crime infested city, so much so that few actually lived there anymore. The only people that lived there now, were the prostitutes and those enhanced by chemical defects. And the problem was not only the chemical vampires, but other creatures created by science as well, such as werewolves and some with appearances of birds and things of that matter. Some way or another, the people made it work. This was who they were and you couldn’t change that. Well, maybe you could if you really wanted too, but that would cost thousands in chemical transplants.

I stared around the city as I stepped out of my little black convertible, if I was lucky it would still be here when I got back. I walked down the streets, allowing the hard plastic wings in my back, to move about, symbolizing that I was a chemical defect; normal humans couldn’t last long here.

There were all kinds of things that separated humans and defects. Their physical structure was one part of it, they animal bodies and strange habits and the weird piercing all over their bodies that normal humans would not tolerant, such as in the back, in the ankles and wrists and a lot of sometimes, all over the necking for added flare. I could only stand to get the back done and that was only for business. Anything more than my ears and I’d probably go mad. There were also the emotional and mental differences as well. Defects had much shorter tempers and could not handle certain situations without blowing a fuse and making a scene. Also, their sexual morals were all off balance and pleasure for them came before actual love affairs and so on. There was so much Alucarda had to offer, don’t you think?

I stood in the street for a long moment, pondering where I would start my search and when it would finally end and I could go home and wash myself off and feed my already oversized cat. One place caught my attention right away; the Black Violet.

The Black Violet was an older bar within the heart of the city and if you wanted any type of vampiric something or another, you had to start here. I wasted no time and stepped quickly through the door of the bar.

It was like any other bar I guess, lots of drinking, people smoking in the corner, and all the free sex you could ever want, yep, just like at a drive in. All around me the smells of alcohol and sweat poisoned the air. I was pretty sure that I might die in the doorway. The skinheads played in the band, which was way too loud, and the girls did their usual deal of parading themselves around, so that the men could pick and chose their favorite sex toy. I couldn’t stand it and Stephan owed me big for all this crap. I walked pass the showgirls that performed in their undergarments and pass the men that played poker in the corner of the bar room. I also gagged on a cloud of smoke and finally found a seat at the counter, watching the bartender mixing his drinks.

I took a good look around the bar, but I didn’t see my white faced friends from the past, only the disfigured forms of unfortunate human beings, destroyed by science, there was no vampire here.

“What will you have?” the bartender questioned me. I turned back to the countertop.

“Nothing, I’m as broke as can be.”

“Give her want she wants, it’s on me.”

For a moment I just sat there in silence and eventually, somewhere in there, I turned to face the low, intoxicating voice I’d just heard. It was a younger man, couldn’t have been more than twenty six, and he was dressed in a black overcoat and dark denim, or at least that’s all I could see. He had black, emotional eyes and long black hair that fell into his high collar. When he turned to meet my gaze, I turned to the bartender.

“I don’t drink, just give me a soda to go, Code Red would be great.”

“You don’t drink?” the young man beside me inquired.

“I don’t make a habit out of it.”

“Then what are you doing in a place like this?”

“It’s on private business,” I replied, refusing to meet that black eyed gaze; if I did, I was done for. I could see a smile on his face, out of the corner of my eye.

“Really now, so you’re looking for something?” he questioned again as the bartender brought me my drink.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I replied, twisting the bending straw around my fingers. “But I don’t think I’ll find what it is I’m looking for. It kind of seems like an impossible feat.”

“Nothing’s impossible,” he replied in that low seductive voice that left me hoping he would say more. “That’s a proven fact you know.”

“What about you? What are you doing here?” It was my turn to question him. He turned to me and smiled.

“I’m kind of looking for something too, but I realize I came to the wrong spot.”

“You think?” He laughed at me, his eyes coming to life. I’d looked into those eyes, now I settled myself down, I was going to be here a while.


By the time it was all said and done, the bar had not lost its vive, but neither had we. I and my friend, now known to me as Fang, sat together on the stools, watching and talking and making fun of some of the people that went by. It was more fun then I’d had in a long while. But soon after, the morning began to rise and the bar people faded, one after another.

“I guess we should be on our way,” Fang replied, stepping outside with me.

“Yeah, I hope my car’s still in one piece.”

“I hope to see you again, Reine.”

“Same here.”

With that, I took off down the street, not daring to look back because I was sure I’d never see Fang again. I got to my car, which was surprising just as I had left it, but when I got seated and started to turn on the engine, I was overwhelmed by three defect men. One covered my mouth and the others had my arms and legs, pulling me down an alleyway and putting my back against the wall. I struggled against them, but it was no use.

“We’ve been waiting on you human,” replied the first one, his fangs gleaming.

He was a chemical vampire, they all were and I could feel the breath in my lungs fading as I lost the majority of my strength.

“Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing,” replied another.

And after that, everything went dark . . .


End of Chapter One: The Black Eyed Gaze


Author Note: I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE LIKING THIS BECAUSE I WILL BE KEEPING IT UP!

BUT I NEED REVIEWS PEOPLE SO PLEASE GIVE ME A HAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sonata



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