It Was Your Poison Kiss (Prologue)
Title: It Was You Poison Kiss
Author:
youkeyh / Vampisticated (AO3)
Fandom: American Idol Season 8 RPS / Glamnation RPS
Pairing / Character(s): Adam Lambert / Tommy Joe Ratliff
Word Count: 342 words (for this chapter)
Type/ Rating: Vampire AU; Ratings will vary depending on chapters
Warning/s: Supernatural Elements, Cursing
Disclaimer/s: I do not own the characters mentioned in the story. They own themselves. Possibly, each other. I make no profit from doing this. I have no bank account, therefore -I have no money. So please, don’t sue. This is made purely for entertainment purposes only.
Author’s Notes: This would be my first ever Vampire AU, and also first Adam/Tommy chaptered fic.
Summary: nothing. I can't remember anything.
I woke up.
Everything's a blur. My head's spinning and it hurts like hell. Like, seriously man. But my hell-like headache is just second compared to the thirst I'm feeling. I've never felt this thirsty in my entire life. But first, I need to stand up as I realized I was still lying on the ground. I got up too quickly though, I felt sick. I tried tried to shake the dizzy spell away and started to walk.
I walked, and walked, and walked . . . and walked. I feel like I'm already walking for hours making my thirst worse. Why am I in the middle of nowhere anyway? Maybe I should have noticed that first before everything else when I woke up a while ago. But to hell with it. I tried to remember why though . . .
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nothing. I can't remember anything.
Suddenly, a flash of light blinded me. I shut my eyes from the sudden beam at me. When I reopened my eyes again I try to make out what the light was. It was then that I realized what they were. Headlights. A truck. So I was walking on a road this whole time. I was too out to realize that I guess. It stopped before it could run into me. Thank fuck for that. The truck came to a halt and the driver's side of the door opened. A figure came out from it and walked towards me. I can only see its figure as I was still blinded by the truck's headlights.
"You okay?" The figure asks.
I open my mouth to say something. Instead a small groan escaped my lips. Maybe because of the thirst I was suffering from. I can't hold myself up anymore, I feel weak all of a sudden. I fell forward, luckily this person caught me before I fell all the way through.
"I guess that answers my question. You're coming with me buddy. Maybe take you to a hospital or something..." The guy tells me as he helped me walk heading for the truck.
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