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Dead Or Alive

By: AEMorgan
folder Singers/Bands/Musicians › Bon Jovi
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 11
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Bon Jovi. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Dead Or Alive

Title: Dead Or Alive
Author: Cassie Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Bon Jovi
Categories: Jon Bon Jovi/Richie Sambora, Jon Bon Jovi/Alec John Such, AU, Horror, Angst
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Jon Bon Jovi & Richie Sambora are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Summary: A vampire seems to be stalking Bon Jovi. But what does it have to do with Jon? And where does Alec fit in?

The rain lashed down, the wind howled, chilling the bones of anyone foolish enough to be out this night. Few were fool enough to venture out; the ones that were, scurrying as fast as they could, heads down, hands in their pockets.

Except for one.

He strode forward confidently, seemingly oblivious to the driving rain, the frigid cold and the wind billowing his floor-length leather coat out behind him. He looked almost liarliar like someone you thought you might have seen on TV once, but by the time you would have taken a second glance, he was gone.

He stopped; head cocked to the side, eyes closed as he listened for something only he could hear. With a frown and a nod of the head, he took off, running down a dark, dingy alley.

It was the right alley.

He slowed his pace, reaching inside his coat to pull something from the waistband of his sodden jeans. It was too dark to see what he held in his hand as he flattened himself against the slimy, wet wall, slowly and silently inching his way forward until he had them in his sight.

It was the same old story; a male had lured an unsuspecting female with his guile, then turned on her as soon as the coast was clear, trapping her against the wall, covering her mouth with his hand as his inner demon rose to the surface to feed.

The feed was, however, not to be completed this time as the hunter came up behind them. The human’s eyes widened as she saw him approach. The hu’s r’s reflexes were faster than the vampires and he staked him before he could attack, the creature turning to dust with a scream as he disintegrated before their eyes.

The hunter turned his attention to the female, flashing her a grin that left her weak at the knees. One hand came up and shoved her shoulder back against the wall, his mouth going to the wound at her neck, He ran his tongue along the length of the jagged laceration, lapping at her blood before pressing a kiss to the skin behind her ear. He pulled back, both of them breathing heavily as he met her eyes

“Go!” He snarled and she ran, not stopping to look back at her saviour.

His fingers clutched at the corner of he wall as he held himself upright, watching her flee into the night. He grinned to himself in satisfaction, tongue darting out to lick his lips, wiping away the last of the blood that still clung to his fangs.

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