It was written in blood

How obvious did he have to be for the guy to understand the fact he was only here to fight? No talking, no exchanging names, no comparing people they might or might not know. He was not capable of doing such things right now. His mind was filled with rage, and that was it. It was nothing personal. Sometimes someone just had to take one for the team and let him relief his stress and anger. In order to function as a captain and maintain his grip on the crew and his surroundings, he had to be calm. He couldn’t go back like this. Probably the fact he was so far away from the sea had its impact too. It had some kind of relaxing influence on him. Not only the sound of the waves, but also how they rolled and crashed on a beach, or against the wooden planks of the prow. He also felt closer to his God when he was at sea. Out here, there were only monsters.

And he had turned into one. Not physically, but he sure thought like one. He wanted to fight and show his dominance, prove how powerful he really was. Just so everyone would keep their distance afterwards. It seemed like he would finally get what he was asking for. The man seemed to change right in front of him. From pretty relaxed and joking to cold and dangerous. Romeo smirked again. He was aware of his little chance of getting away unharmed but he simply didn’t care. Not even when the vampire used his little tricks again and he suddenly felt the razor sharp tip of the harpoon lightly piercing his back.

"If I even wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already." The man said, with an almost animal-like tone in his voice. He didn’t doubt his words. He just knew he wouldn’t go down without a fight. So he turned his body 90 degrees, stepping closer to the man in the meantime and avoiding the harpoon. The longer weapon was now more useless, as he closed in the distance and lifted his elbow. He aimed for the opponent’s neck, to deal him a fierce blow if he would even be able to surprise him this time.

Something about the guy had changed, for the better. The friendly and calm way of handling the situation was over and he would finally get the fight he had been steering towards. He was ready for it though. The hard life on the streets in Rhoynar and the pirate way of living had left him with enough experience to at least deal some damage too. The long range of the harpoon was also a disadvantage for his opponent, and he was kind of satisfied the man had taken it from him. Now he only had one hand left, unless he dropped the weapon at some point. But he didn’t, and when he lashed out at him he actually landed his attack. Not in the spot he was aiming for, but it gave him the rush he needed to go through with this.

When the man countered him, he saw it coming, but he didn’t try to dodge it this time. He hit him pretty hard on his jaw, and Romeo leaned into the blow rather than resisting it. His head jammed back and he could feel his lip tear a bit. It made him chuckle softly. He spat out some of the blood to the side and grinned at the vampire. He jumped back in right away, lashing out at the side he was still holding the harpoon. He wouldn’t be able to block his attack, unless he dropped it this time. Romeo sure packed some force into his jab, so he engaged several times, constantly aiming for an open spot and in the meantime looking for any counter attacks the man might launch.

Suddenly the guy figured out how much of a burden the weapon had become. He got rid of it, in a special way. Show off. The harpoon made the tree vibrate, due to the force he had thrown it with. Hopefully he hadn’t damaged the special barbed spearhead, which would make the weapon useless for shark hunting. It was a fine piece of craftsmanship, and he would hate to lose a good weapon like that. Romeo wasn’t discouraged by the fact the other man now had two hands to defend himself or counter attack with. He’d face the challenge head on, so he engaged in the fight again.

His attack hit, which made him feel powerful. His sweet victory didn’t last long though, as his opponent managed to strike back. Now it was truly on. It looked more like a fight now, right until he grabbed his hands. But that wouldn’t stop him from attacking. He could still use his head, literally. He tried to head but the guy, knowing he would probably hurt himself in the process too. But he didn’t care. He liked to play it dirty. He then even tried to knee the guy between his legs, a move normally only used by women, because it was such a low thing to do. Right now he just wanted to hurt the other though, so he did it anyways.

His behaviour seemed to annoy the man even more now. He had lost his patience and it showed. Hopefully he would get reckless, so Romeo could hit him even harder. He didn’t seem to be bothered with his attacks so far, so he had to perform better. The vampire tried to stop him by grabbing his hands, but he wasn’t afraid to use other methods to get what he wanted. Even the lowest of assaults ever made up by mankind. It didn’t have much effect either, on the contrary. It made the matters worse because he was a bit dizzy from hitting his head against the other. He lost his balance a bit, and the vampire made his move.

Romeo fell back, hit the ground quite hard, which punched all the air out of his lungs. He rolled on his side, coughing and gasping for air. Again, he spat out some blood, as his lip was still bleeding too. His head really hurt right now, and he carefully placed his hand on the back of it to feel if he was bleeding there too. He didn’t feel anything wet, which was good. So he tried to get up again, although he was obviously not as fast as earlier due to the dizziness.

His heartbeat was throbbing in his head as he could feel the headache getting worse. He hurt his back too and the fact his side was still healing didn’t really help either. He did not accept his defeat that easily though. Right as he was about to get up, he could feel the bodyweight of the vampire on top of him. Not good. Not good at all. He didn’t like being locked in or pinned down. It made him feel out of control, vulnerable. His muscles tensed up again, but now he’d rather flight than fight. When he looked the dude in the eyes, his were opened wide, reflecting the panic he felt clamping at his throat.

"Aw dear, it looked like I made you bleed" The man said, after which he smirked. "I'll get rid of that for you~" He continued, and then.. He bent over and licked his lips. After that he forced his mouth on his, in an attempt to kiss him. Romeo stopped breathing for a second, totally blanking out. He placed his hands against the man’s shoulders and started pushing him, trying to get him away from him or at least break contact. ”Stop, no, stop that!” He protested when he finally was free from the forced interaction.

Why was this happening? What was even going on? He had lost the fight, why didn’t the guy just walk away and enjoy his victory? He didn’t understand what it was exactly this man wanted from him. The position he was in, freaked him out though. He didn’t like to be submitted to anyone, unable to move. His freedom was taken away and it made him panic. He couldn’t really think straight, his body wasn’t cooperating with him anymore. He tried to push away the vampire, but his arms felt like jelly. Being on top of him, also gave the other more power over him. It was quite easy to hold him down using his body weight, and even though Romeo had gathered some strength over the years, he couldn’t manage to use his muscles now he needed them most.

When he finally found the courage to speak up, the only reaction was an amused look. "Hmm, I would almost doubt if that even is a good idea~" The vampire said, while he was moving his hand downwards. Romeo could feel the panic rising again. ”Just leave me alone”, He said, but it didn’t really sound convincing or authoritarian at all. He started squirming again, in a weak attempt to free himself from the firm grip of the other.