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The taste of Landon's blood filled my mouth and overwhelmed all of my senses. My mind went into a frenzy for blood, but I didn't - couldn't- let it control me. I opened my eyes to look around me, making sure it seemed like I was doing it in pleasure.I was.

Pulling away slightly, I pressed my lips under Landon's ear. His struggles had ceased and now he was swaying on his feet, his mind shut down from the pleasure of being fed on.

"Now," I whispered in his ear and gave him a hard, but quick kiss.

He quickly snapped out of his daze and grabbed the blade from inside his jacket. He swiped my chains, slicing them in half, then turning around to stab it into the gut of another vampire. The smell of the bloodsucker's blood overwhelmed me and I burst into action.

Snarling, I lunged at a female vampire, grabbing her face in my hands and ripping her head from her shoulders with ease. Two more came at me with inhuman speed, but I was faster. I was stronger in every way. Anyone who challenged me went down in seconds.

In only a few minutes, there was only a few vampires left, including Daemon, who was grinning in a corner of the podium. Landon was fighting one off and then sliced his head off. Landon then turned to stare at me in shock and fear; I could see what he was thinking: I was the best of them. The best killer, the best fighter, I could conquer anyone at anytime. And for once, I didn't despise the faster, stronger, smarter nature of the vampire. For once, I actually loved it.

Jumping onto the podium with ease, I snarled at Daemon. He was the thing I hated, the being I loathed for eternity. He always will be.

"You did quite a good job, Markus. I'll admit, I'm impressed. But you forgot one detail. There are more of us, than there are you. We'll hunt you down and we'll kill you."

"Not if I kill you first," and I lunged.

Daemon moved out of the way and I landed on my stomach. But I didn't let that stop me. I swiftly got to my feet, circling him. He waited with patience and not surprisingly overconfidence. That was his flaw, he was too confident.

"You know, Markus. If you weren't so stubborn with this transformation of character I might actually learn to love you." He shrugged. "But you're making that hard."

"I would never love you back and I know you would never love me. So why give in? Landon is all I need."

He snarled at that and lunged. I smirked at his move and wrapped my arm around his throat, bringing up against my body. He struggled like a caught rabbit, his limbs kicking out and nails clawing at my skin.

"Got ya," I sneered and sunk my teeth into his throat savagely. His screams filled the room, probably scaring away any other vampires that were making their way here. My teeth gnawed at his skin, tearing it to shreds and finally I pulled away, taking his head with me.

I whirled around to face Landon, his face was horrified. My eyes widened as I realized what I had done... in front of him.

"Landon..."

"You - You're..."

"Landon, it's going to be okay. I -"

I was cut off as he ran to me and flung his arms around my waist. For a moment I stood there frozen in surprise and then I hugged him back with as much strength as I could without breaking him in half. My hands roamed all over his back, finally reaching his face and I pulled back slightly.

Our eyes met, his tears yanked at my heart. His hand grabbed my hair and he crushed our lips together. I made a noise in the back of my throat and eagerly kissed him back.

Suddenly, Landon was sobbing. I looked at him in shock as he crumbled to the ground, putting his face in his hands. I got down on my knees beside him, wrapping my arms around him in effort to comfort him.

"Oh, God, Markus, I - I thought you had lost it back there. I - I thought you had given in. I was so scared. Oh, Markus." He wrapped his arms around me again, burrowing his face into my shoulder.

I rubbed his back soothingly, pressing kisses to his temple. "I would never give up on you."

"Really?"

"Never."I would hate myself forever.

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"Are you sure you want this, Landon?"

"Of course. You're my everything, Markus."

"But to go this far-"

He took my face in his hands, putting us nose to nose. "I want this, Markus. I want to be with you."

I nodded and he gave me a quick kiss. I smiled grimly before slowly unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it down his shoulders. I lied him down on the grass, kissing his jaw and slowly making my way to his throat, gently biting.

He moaned as I drank, his fingers digging into my back, tracing the scars and tattoos. When I pulled back he could barely keep his eyes open. I bit into my wrist and put it against his lips. For a few moments there - the worst moments of my life - he didn't respond.

I started panicking. Did I drink too much? Was he unconscious? Did I- Did I... kill him?

Suddenly, he grabbed a hold my wrist firmly and drank, sinking his teeth into it. I winced, but didn't pull away, watching his face.

After drinking my blood, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. I carried him to the tent we were staying in and tucked him under the covers, going outside to guard. Daemon's minion vampires aren't very happy with us right now.

As I sat there in the tall, green grass of the meadow, I thought about how this would change us. Other than living forever and having to deal with each other, nothing would change much. We would still love each other, this little adventure proves it, but wouldn't living forever eventually get boring?

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2325

"Markus?"

Landon snaked his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. I continued to stare out at the setting sun, my hands on his. When it was finally pitch dark, the full moon was out and the stars consumed the sky, I turned to face him.

"Is it time?" I asked him lightly, my fingers in his hair.

He nodded, leaning up on his tip toes to kiss me passionately. I responded instantly, picking him up and carrying him to our Willow tree. (It was the tree we had run to when we were in the army). We stripped each other as we kissed and then I was inside him, moving slowly, passionately, treating it like our first time.

He slid his hand between our bodies, wrapping his legs around my waist, and arching his back. I looked down at him, fangs out and glinting in the moonlight. His own canines were out, but he wasn't paying attention to what was to be done. He was paying attention to the the sensations coursing through his body as I continued to pump.

"M-Markus... Markus, God, I'm so close." Just as he finished that sentence, he came, covering our chests with stickiness.

Minutes later, I came inside of him, collapsing on his chest. He ran his fingers through my hair, playing with the wild, white strands. I lifted my head, pressing a short kiss to his lips.

"It's time," I murmured.

"Not yet," he sat up a little, moving so that he was lying on top of me. "I mean, don't you want to experience this again? We have the privilege to live forever and you want to end it?"

"Landon, I love you. I love you so much, it kills me. But I can't live forever like this. Because once we've lived, we're just repeating it over and over again."

"But isn't that a good thing? We won't miss it, because we can do it whenever we want!"

"But it'll get boring, Landon. You'll lose interest someday. Why not stop when you can still look back and love what you've done with your life?"

"Because I don't want it to end yet."

I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Markus, not yet. I can't do this yet."

I opened my lids to see his pleading face and gave in. "Fine. Another hundred years. Deal?"

He grinned and connected our lips again. I smiled into the kiss, for once I didn't hate the idea of living for eternity while being a monster. For once, staying the same age for another hundred years was something I loved. Because now, I can spend it with Landon.

2425

"Okay, I'm ready."

Landon leaned down after pulling out from inside me and gently sunk his teeth into my neck. I bit into him too and we both drank as much as we could in each mouth full.

"Landon," I gasped out between gulps. "I love you. I love you so much."

"Σ 'αγαπώ κι εγώ."

I started to see black as he continued to drink, and his sucking began to slack. My arms went limp around his waist and he collapsed on top of me, unable to hold his weight.

"Landon... do you regret anything?" I had to force myself to speak, it was like my throat had been squeezed into the size of a pencil.

He weakly shook his head. "D-do you?"

"No," I said on a tiny laugh. "Nothing."

"T-that's good."

"Yeah, it is."

And then the blackness took over, opening up a gate full of light and happiness. Landon was waiting there for me, his fangs glinting in the sunlight and the wings of an angel folded in to his back. He was smiling at me.

So, there it is.

Even if you aren't granted the privilege of eternal life, don't hate it, because if you live by the Laws of Good, you'll eventually be granted that privilege.