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Taken II: Drifter	By : slytherincailin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4983 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Ten:

Scorpius opened his eyes to layers of ice and fog.

He choked on the odourless wisps that travelled around him, through him, into him. Frost surrounded his body here, making him cold in a place he had never before felt even the most basic of temperatures.

For a moment, his mind was slurred, slow and curious as to why his subconscious mind had dragged him to the world of his dreams he had visited only a handful of times before.

But then, it clicked.

He recalled the sudden occurrence with ease, clutching his arms and gasping when they felt only empty, devoid of Sparrow's tiny form that had been wriggling there only minutes ago. Had it been minute's ago?

"Sparrow!"

His voice was weak, rasping into air that was difficult to breathe, that curled around his lungs possessively as he made his way to his blood.

Nothing answered him for a long time, a span great enough for him to believe he was truly alone until hands grasped his arm.

He rounded on the solid connection, eyes popping when he was met with Regulus' black gaze, wide and entirely panicked.

"Thank goodness!" the part Allura heaved a sigh, his shoulders slumping forward. His hair fell over his face, dropping back only when he brought terrified eyes back up to Scorpius' confused features.

"You're a Drifter! By Gods but that makes it so much easier, d'you have any idea how long I've been searching for you just by trying to remember your aura?"

Scorpius could do little but blink at the smaller male, baffled. "Regulus?" he breathed, "are you dead?"

Regulus blinked at him, before growling in agitation and tugging at the blonde's arm. "No, Scor!" he sighed, "I know you don't understand this place, or what you are but that can be explained later. I need you to listen to me."

The taller Allura hesitated only a moment before Sparrow's wide blue eyes flashed in front of his sight and he nodded.

Regulus dragged pale fingers through his hair, clearly at a loss for where to begin, before deciding to blurt the lot out in one go. "I've been searching for you for a little over three days, looking for your's and Sparrow's aura and trying to trace it. The barn stinks of vampires and the only man rich enough to collect those beasts is the man Nott works for. I know him not, so I cannot possibly pinpoint where you've been taken. I need you to wake up Scor, but you cannot let go of my hand, alright? I need to follow you there, catch a glimpse and we'll know where to come get you both."

Scorpius shook his head, unable to understand what the other male was trying to tell him, but grasping Regulus' fingers tightly in his own all the same. With a firm hold of the smaller man's being, Scorpius drove himself from the smokey realm in the only way he knew how; he shut his eyes and hurled himself backwards, breaking through the layers of cloud and nothingness until stone floors met his back and drew a hiss from his clenched lips.

He despised leaving that place.

His eyes opened wide as scents suddenly surrounded him, drawing him onto his feet with a hiss of warning. His silver fins flared from his limbs, shredding the soft pants he had worn when they had been captured... three days ago? He had been asleep for three days? He cleared the useless thought with a growl.

The room was not unlike the main room of a brothel. Materials and fine decorations hung from odd angles and the scent of jasmin flooded his senses, setting him on edge. People shifted around him, most set on edge by the vicious and abrupt awakening while others sidled closer, their noses lifting into the air like hounds and feral grins on their faces.

Vampires.

He snarled as one got too close, lashing put in one swift movement so that his right fin slashed across the beast's cheek, drawing blood and causing him to scatter back with a howl.

A low, rumbling chuckle met his ears and Scorpius' green eyes locked with the man who had made the sound. He was obese to the point where the Allura sincerely doubted he would ever make it from his seat. His thin hair was dark, and flattened to his head with sweat and oils. A growl left Scorpius' lips as he quickly scanned the rest of the large room.

No Sparrow.

The fat man pinched fruit between his stubby fingers as he regarded Scorpius, beady eyes trained on the Allura.

"You seem ill at ease, beast," he rasped suddenly, his voice slick and grating to Scorpius' pointed ears. "Does it not please you that I have provided you with your very own room?"

He gestured to the room and Scorpius could do little but sneer in disgust, a response which drew a sigh from his captor's fat lips.

"I had hoped you would be as timid as the stories suggest of your kind, but your aggression and the unlikely strength of your fins leads me to believe you are not entirely pure. A pity, I had hoped for a full Allura to add to my pretty library of whores." he chuckled once more as a hiss left Scorpius' lips and the pale boy crouched into a stance of attack.

"Not that it matters, they all succumb to the lifestyle eventually. You will see, pretty one, it is a lifestyle that will give you plenty and ask for little but your love in return."

"I am no whore!" Scorpius shrieked, his cry echoing in the room that seemed to becoming warmer, smaller. The sound was by far too loud to him, hurting his skull and causing him to shake his head. The vampires chortled at his scream, slinking into the corners and causing a shiver to wrack Scorpius' body.

"Not yet," the fat man had yet to name himself, yet to even provide a good excuse for what he had done. It was as though the man was oblivious to his crimes, indulgent and feared to the point where he was not questioned and got whichever passing interest caught his eye. A disgusting creature.

"Where is Sparrow?" Scorpius' dropped his arms as the darker creatures backed away, his green eyes fastening to those of the fat man who seemed far more interested in eating whatever he could fish from the bowl by his side than listening to his newly acquired toy.

He grunted in response. "The Veela is too young to be of any use to me, she will be kept in storage until she can work for her keep."

Storage?

Scorpius frowned, his thoughts sluggish, slower than what he was used to. The room was beginning to spin, to dance in front of his eyes until it swayed and he realised that he was no longer on his feet, but in a heap,

It was far too warm.

He gasped as the fat man let out a sigh of contentment, gesturing for his pets to lift him from his seat and all but carry him towards the Allura

Scorpius watched him in a hazy detachment, his nose lifting as the scent of jasmine surrounded him, burned him, made him whine against the cold, stone floor. Oh but the cold felt so good… so good against his heated skin.

"A rather ingenious invention, if I do say so myself. I had not tested it before but it's effects are impressive. Seems you are more pure than I gave you credit for, beast." he chuckled deeply and rubbed his juice-stained hands together. "What you're feeling at the moment is an… impression, if you will, of your own kind's natural Heat; brought upon simply by the pheromone of your own kind, a few additives and a little jasmine to mask the scent."

Scorpius felt his fins flare dangerously close to the legs of the fat man, who cursed and edged back, his shin bleeding. The Allura could not bring himself to feel anything for the achievement, he simply melted into the cool floor and allowed his eyes to flutter to a close. An errant thought panicked chaotically in his subconscious, drawing whimpers of distress from him even as he basked in the beginnings of a Heat he had been certain he would never experience.

Had he held onto Regulus' hand long enough for the other to know where they were?
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