Fan fiction combining season one of Queer as Folk and (loosely based on) Vampire the Masquerade. The tale of Brian Kinney plunged into a world of vampires where he finds himself entangled with Justin Taylor and other creatures of the night. There is adult content and language.
Brian took the initiative and leaped forward. He got close enough to the man on the floor that he leaned down, but stopped when a sword prevented him from going further…only the sword was coming from him. Brian looked down as he felt the sword rip through his stomach ripping his insides downwards. He slumped to floor, landing on his knees. He felt an arm wrap around his neck and the giggled whispers of a Malkavian, “you come with us now.”
“The fuck he will,” Cardano replied twisting the Malkavian’s hand backwards, stealing the sword and beheading the insane vampire before anything could stop him. Finally joining the party, he wielded his sword to protect his leader.
“Ow,” Brian said as he touched the large wound in his stomach and chest.
“And now for you,” Cardano replied swinging his sword at the Malkavian on the floor chanting. He sliced at the vampire’s head, only to hit a magical barrier protecting the chanter. “Fuck!”
“That’s not how you do it,” said a man from no where. There stood the bearded vampire that came with Lindsay and Melanie. “This is how you do it.” He slowly moved into the chanter’s space and grabbed the man in a headlock, twisting until the chanter’s head separated from the rest of his body. “See?”
“Oh I get it now,” Cardano said not moving from his spot, protecting his Prince. He then watched as other leather clad vampires entered the loft and fought off the Tremere attackers. As those vampires numbers grew, the Malkavians’ dwindled until each had escaped or died in battle.
“Yeah, you have to remember to move slowly into a magical barrier since they only protect from attacks and magical interference,” the bearded vamp said non chalantly. He stood by and watched the fighting as if it were on television. “Just think about doing something like having sex or something like that and you can usually just walk on in.”
“You thought about having sex with that guy?”
“Yeah,” the bearded man said. “I’m not gay…but I was in prison this one time.”
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