Things Have Changed For Me

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

Hearing the vampire’s name that stole his brother away from him over and over was really starting to get on his last nerve. He loved him as a brother. Of course he did. So did he start developing feelings more than that when he was with Frederick for thousands of years? Right fucking now? What a joke. The fact he had the gall to use those three words on him.

Frederick loved chaos. That was why I fucking adored him. And that was before he glamoured me. I’ve always loved chaos! I was always a fucking monster, Callum. Always. From the moment I stained my hands with blood when I killed a man for the first time… and realized how easy it was… how much I enjoyed doing it.

It is what he adored about Frederick… what he adored about Devoss. It was what lured him in, what made them so attractive. Without that aspect, they would be entirely worthless. He never even flinched at being called Frederick. Perhaps that were true. They were both monsters. The only thing he had against him, was Callum leaving him for him. Did he think that was an insult? He had already came to terms with what he was long ago. Caspian glanced up; unable to move his head from the way his neck was pressed down, without much of a blink. In his eyes he displayed what he thought, and that was nothing. He remained silent and stared menacingly into his brothers.

When Devoss started to speak he clenched his jaw firmly. Fuck you. You’ve always acted tougher than you fucking were. I’ve made you fucking whimper for me. Then there was a sudden release of pressure from his neck as Callum was removed from him and thrown into a wall. In a flash the ghoul stood on his two feet again and watched; wondering what his game was.There was a faint smell of blood in the air. His thumb. Caspian bared his teeth. Did the fuck have that much of a death wish? No - because he believes that he would stop him.

And he did. Instinctively he felt his legs and arms twitch, ready to pounce between them. Fuck you, he repeated in his head. Fuck you. I am not your fucking mutt. Caspian remained where he was and glared as Devoss wiped the blood across his brother’s lips. He refused to move. He wouldn’t. He could die for all he cared. He’d rather Devoss died over the loss of his ego.

Realizing he had been silent the entire time he finally spoke, “You’re right, Callum. I am Frederick. The brother you once had is already dead. He was always dead… and you are dead to me,” he paused and addressed Devoss. “Go ahead. I won’t come to your rescue. You know how much I adore seeing you hurt.” He wouldn’t. Caspian could only hope Callum would not drain him to the brink of death, because deep down he knows he wouldn’t let that happen. He refused to let Devoss gain satisfaction knowing that he had him on a leash. Him on a fucking leash. Caspian was already fighting his own lust for both of their flesh… any more of Devoss’s blood in the air and he was uncertain he wouldn’t finish the job by tearing him apart. A part of him that was always difficult to control around him. His mouth started to water.

It was too easy to forget anyone around him when his head zeroed in on his brother. By the time he finished he realized what he had said. Caspian and Frederick were two of a kind. So turning to the kitsune a f listening brought no reaction. cas was dead. Cas would always be dead now. The human he loved was a figment of his imagination. All inhibitions were gone, except two. Kill the imposter of a brother, or make his brother hate him to the end. He did promise after all that he would stay to the end. Devoss certainly was a monster, cold, manipulative, and begging for death. Pinned to the wall, and the thumb rubbing on his lips did nothing. Though he seemed calm, he tasted the blood and he was tempted to frenzy on the bastard. The words would have hurt if they came from Caspian, but he simply started at the fox. There was nothing to say. He had come to terms, his brother was dead. The tongue that flicked at his lips, drew a look of utter disgust before his fangs dug into the tongue and he snarled. He would rip it off. The piece in his mouth made him think of cas, but only breifly. “Hate me,” he breathed through his clenched teeth before a piece was bitten off of the fox’s tongue.

“Now we both know that’s a lie, Caspian...But nice try”. Devoss was so close. He wanted o drag both of the brothers down just because he could. He may not have been very strong, but he could manipulate others to the point of them bringing their own downfall. Of course, he would be there ti supply the little push they needed. When Callum bit a piece of his tongue off, it was all Devoss needed to in order to get Caspian near him again. He made his voice broken and small, making him sound more like Dev. He let out a tiny cry and whimpered out Caspian’s name.

One of his tails went around the vampire’s throat and shocked him. “What a good boy, Callum...It’s a good thing I didn’t stick my cock in that cute little mouth of yours” With blood dripping out of his mouth, Dev turned his head back towards Caspian and grinned. His tongue would heal, and the pain was just mental. It wasn’t like Devoss hadn’t been through worse. “Come on Caspian...” The fox’s voice went back to that innocent tone he had, “Are you gonna really let him hurt what’s yours? He’s destroying your property...Are you gonna let him do that? I-I thought you wanted me”.

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

The ghoul kept the other pinned with one hand while another was pulled away from his wrists, caressing his tails. In that moment he was rudely interrupted - again. Life clearly did not want him and Devoss to fuck.

“I swear - to fuck, Callum.” Caspian blurted out with agitation as he found himself torn away from Devoss and onto the floor beneath him. Propping himself onto his elbow and then his legs he glared up at the scene… Draining him of his blood. No. It was the scene with the hell-hound and Dev all over again - except not quite as fatal. From his heightened senses he could hear the wrists break. It still boiled his blood the same way. Flashing his golden eyes he tore Callum away by the back of the neck. He would kill him. Nothing else mattered.

“How many times - must I tell you. No one can fucking hurt him except me. Must I do this, to make you understand, brother?” Caspian still had a lot of anger he never had released onto him - part of him hesitated… knowing that he may well kill his brother. Even if it did not haunt him right away, it always found its way to him. He would cause a greater hell upon himself. “Are you jealous? When did you begin to care about who I fucked? You certainly didn’t react this way with Frederick. Perhaps it was because you loved him over me. You knew he loved you over me. So now you know a slither of what it felt. I saw the way Frederick looked at you. And you gave no fucking reaction. Now after five thousand years - suddenly you confess your love me? Oh come on. Love. What the fuck, Callum? What the FUCK!”

The ghoul right hooked him across the face, followed by a left, and an upper cut to the nose; breaking it in a quiet snap, as easy as a twig. Caspian’s eyes were glowing from all the blood as he thought the cravings for flesh. The more his blood boiled with fury the more difficult it became to control. “We are brothers. Nothing more. That kiss - it was a mistake. I hadn’t seen you in five thousand years it was. It wasn’t.” The ghoul pursed his lips and looked away from his brother. “Devoss filled in the gap when you weren’t here.” His voice was softer. “Dev was… I pretended to care about the kitsune… but in fact I was only… leading to his destruction. I knew about the memory loss he used to have. Partially because of what happened to him when a lamia nearly killed him, giving him temporary memory loss, amnesia, but also because he had the early symptoms of Dissociative Identity Disorder. There was a part of him that came through now and again. Not fully but, in the eyes of Dev I could see a darkness. I was curious - to see if I could trigger his memories. They kept trying to come back. What had caused him to lose these memories? I made him take me to a place Dev felt the urge to return to… The memories came in. Something else emerged from that head. He was the opposite of Dev… so chaotic, so destructive, so confident, alluring. I won’t deny I wasn’t attracted to him the moment he appeared out of that head. I won’t deny that I wanted to destroy Dev and make Devoss permanent. Part of the reason of killing Clayton was to have him.” Caspian swallowed thickly. “But instead I ran… to find you,” his voice shook. “I ran and abandoned Dev and Devoss when they needed me to find you. I couldn’t. I couldn’t. So I gave into the monster. You know what I love? I love the way I rile you up when you see how I look at Devoss. Tell me - were you hiding your feelings for me even as we were human?” Caspian laughed slightly, “Maybe because you knew I never loved Frederick. It was all just a glamour. And this… this is real. Does that piss you off? Do you wish to kill me? Do it. But if you harm him… I can’t promise you I will be able to hold back.” His eyes began to glow again as he turned to look at Devoss and to his brother.

His feelings for Devoss were one sided. It would always be the case… and here his brother was. Confessing his love to him oh so suddenly; all because he looked at another… so he has the gall to say that word only when he was afraid of losing him. What a joke. But still, he found a part of him enjoying making him envious, to see if he was truly meaning those words. The fact was, Frederick wasn’t his first love at all. “Did you love me even then? Would you love me now?”

@cally-xavier

His brother ripped him away from the feed, and any other time if it wasn’t Caspian he would have snapped their neck. The vampire seemed to go completely quiet while Caspian spoke, dragging up Frederick again, and giving him the bullshit back story of the fox. His jaw tightened at least giving a little courtesy to hear his brother out…before his mind snapped. Emotions were getting to be too much for the vampire. He was used to being dead inside. His jaw loosened, body relaxing, and eyes giving his brother no satisfactory reaction to each hit. Blood poured from his nose but he didn’t care enough to do anything. When the ghoul finished Callum shrugged. One fluid motion and Caspian'ss shirt was in his fist while the body was hurtled over his shoulder and onto the floor under him. His foot stomped down on Caspian’s neck. Could he snap his brother’s neck, maybe even stomp through the flesh and muscle, ending this once and for all? Right now….yes. If his emotion brought him this, then it wasn’t worth it. He lost everything the moment their lives changed. “You keep bringing him up. Frederick this, Frederick that, Frederick tricked me, Frederick loved you, I wanted to kill Frederick, you stole Frederick from me, you killed Frederick before me. Why do you think I didn’t react? Would you have believed me? Would you have listened? Did I care that he loved me? Tell me what would you have done? Caspian he loves me not you. You would have attacked me then. You were so fucking obsessed, tricked under his stupid glamour, and does that mean that YOU only had the right to kill him? I loved you as my brother then, and I loved you enough to keep from twaring us apart so I LET IT HAPPEN. I begged for your life. I grovelled on my knees for him to leave you.“ “Frederick, stole my brother’s heart with lies and magic. He led him on, while still looking at me like a trophy he could win. The man turned you into a monster and wouldn’t let you live unless I loved him. I was forced into bed with this sick fuck and endured it until I had my chance. I fought tooth and nail hoping you wouldn’t die. He made me like him and ruined the closeness between us, but I’m not allowed to kill him?” His foot pressed hard. “What was your excuse? ‘Frederick took you from me’? Guess fucking what cunt? It went both ways. He stole you from me.” His eyes rolled thinking about the pathetic littlw story of him and the fox. “I am jealous. You and I were the only things that made each other feel. You killed Clayton over this fuck? Guess. What.” The vampire leaned down on his knee still pressing on his brother’s neck and face. “Frederick liked chaos. The cold monster you see in the fox is what Frederick saw in me. Frederick was willing to kill you to get the that side of me. You. Are. Federick.”

Christ these two were so dramatic and here Devoss was, completely amused by the both of them and their dramatics. Really, it was just too great. He sat on the ground after Caspian pulled Callum away, and then the both of them decided to tussle around. They reminded him of little children who really needed help with learning how to talk about their feelings. The kitsune cleaned off the blood from his face and neck and grinned. Love. What an emotion that was. Devoss didn’t think he could feel that emotion anymore. It had died hundreds of years ago. Hearing all this confessing made him want to throw up, and he did a lil in his mouth.

After the scene from a love movie ended, Devoss started to clap, hoping to get both of the corpses’ attention. “Bravo...You two deserve an award for that lil performance. Jealously, love...Betrayal, it’s like a goddamn movie, ain’t it. Really, I swear I got a cavity after watching that”.

He stood up and smiled, “Also, let’s be real here, Caspian...You need me more than I need you. And I can show you too”. Devoss extended his canines and bit down on his thumb, drawing blood. He then moved over to the vampire, and practically threw him into the wall. Within a second, the fox was on him, caging him with his arms. Although he was smaller, Devoss made sure to use his tails to keep the man pinned. He stood on his toes and traced his bloody thumb over the vampire’s lips, and turned his head towards Cas. “What do you say Caspian? Do you think you can stop him before he drains me, and steals the life you own away?” Devoss then turned back to the vampire and smirked. His voice dropped down to a whisper so that only Callum could hear what he was saying, “Does it hurt to know that your own brother loves me more...Does it hurt you to know that I’m going to burn him from the inside out? I’ll kill him. I’ll drag him down to hell, and you cannot stop me...Just look at him...Look at how much I have him wrapped around my finger...He’s mine”. Devoss swiped his tongue along the vampire’s bottom lip and chuckled, “Well? What are you gonna do?”

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

The ghoul continued to ignore his brother. This was his way of dealing with things. Perhaps he should stop this - but seeing his brother get so riled up over Devoss excited him. It was a thrill, making Callum murderous with envy. He missed having this much chaos in one room - and he wanted more. There was a satisfaction of knowing how his brother felt about him the more furious his brother became over him ignoring his existence; focusing all his attention on the kitsune.

Discard his emotions, run away from everything, bring everyone he loved down to hell with him - that was his way of dealing with it. He bottled, he fucked everything up that he touched. And he loved it.

“I will call for you whenever I god damn wish. Where the hell did you go, huh?” Caspian breathed against the other’s lips. He grinned as a pain throbbed from his tongue. He tasted a hint of metal in his mouth. He missed this. Caspian saw the way he looked at his brother, and it made him smirk wider. He hummed as he was pulled back and his eyes closed, enjoying the kiss Devoss gave him. A short moan escaped him as his lip was torn. Blood filled his mouth. Caspian gripped the back of Devoss’s head and pulled his head backward revealing his adams apple and the nail punctures in his flesh.

As much as part of him wanted to admit that he was Devoss’s bitch, his ego was still higher than the part that enjoyed it. Almost he admitted it. Almost. Owning Devoss’s tails was just pretend that he owned him right enough. He wanted to own him… his little brat.

“Fine,” he growled as his fangs caressed the blood on his neck. Oh how easy it was to tear him open. Caspian grabbed onto Devoss’s hands and pinned them above his head. His teeth made its way along the less fatal part of his body - the shoulder. “I have your tails at last. Technically - I finally do own you. You are mine.” How much did his brother hate him and Devoss right now? Caspian was smiling as he sunk his teeth into the kitsune’s skin.

@cally-xavier

No, no, he wasn’t watching this. He wasn’t letting this go on. Caspian was his. Fuck, he was going to rip the entire house down. The two ignored him and his eyes started to turn to a crimson hue. Before even he realized what had happened his brother as picked up and thrown skidding on the ground before cal had the Kitsune by the throat. Raising the fox up his canines were bared at the boy. If he couldn’t kiss or bite his brother to claim him he would drain Devoss.

The vampire bit into the fox using his body to hold the other in place. One hand shifted to tilt the kitsune’s head so he could drink while the other took caspain’s place holding the boy’s wrists tightly even cracking the wall under the pressure. He wanted nothing more than to kill but the thought of his brother’s happiness eased his drinking just a bit. If anything he was going to drag out the boy’s death for his brother, then get back to what he truly wanted from the younger Xavier at this moment.

@devoss-clarke

“Don’t be a prick, Caspian. I’ve been to hell and back, and that’s all I’m gonna say about it”. Even when Caspian had his arms pinned to the wall, Devoss still stared at the vampire. “Then show him how much you own me”. He had expected Caspian to do just that, but when the vampire threw the ghoul away, he knew that wasn’t going to happen. The fox growled at the vamp and cared his teeth at him as well. “My my, someone is jealous...I take it you’re the obsessive and possessive type, how cute”.

He glanced over at Caspian and grinned, “You didn’t tell me your brother was a five year old” He laughed as the bones in his wrists were cracked and even when he was bitten into. “Oh! Look at you. Someone is eager for a bite! Come on leech, wait your turn. Your brother here was about to fuck me, and you just ruined it”. A tail wrapped around Callum’s throat, and little warning charges of electricity ran through it. “Now, let me go, leech”.

@caspian-xavier

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

“Fine - I never fucking cared about you until Devoss told me he cared about you. Alright? But please. You have it fucking easy if you think this is the worst I am capable of,” he spat. Threats - was this all he was capable of? When did he become so weak around him. Caspian started to tear at the tail when he felt his arms of his brother. Then he was slammed against Dev and into a wall and he found himself pinning Dev against it.

Confusion etched on his brows. No - don’t. Don’t. Do not say that: that he could be the villain, that he could kill him - and his brother would stay until the end… His eyes pricked with tears. What was he? And then the words he spoke next made the world around him shut down.

Love? He remembered the kiss he had placed on him when his brother returned to Isolon years ago. It was confusion. Nothing more. Now he had the gall to claim he loved him. As a brother? No. It was not normal for a brother to be so jealous of someone his younger brother had grown feelings for. It was not normal to want to keep him for himself.

You were supposed to be the rational brother… he thought hazily as kisses were made on his jaw and cheek. Caspian’s head turned and his lips met the older brother’s. His brows remained creased as he moved his head against the other. He tore away only to lean back in and kiss him further. Devoss was there - watching this against his will. He almost felt sorry for him. Caspian felt entirely vulnerable, being kissed and kissing his brother like this in front of him. He tore away from Callum but his lips remained an inch from the others as he spoke to Dev, “I want you Devoss. You know I do. Come out again.”

Caspian turned his head to look at the kitsune and he leaned down and pressed his lips against Devoss’s instead. Caspian nibbled down on his lower lip and pulled. He loved it when Devoss riled him up, he loved it when they fought - it was an addiction. Caspian couldn’t stay away from him. He couldn’t kill him. Now he was uncertain who to kiss. He wanted them both right at this moment. The ghoul flashed his canines at the kitsune. He wanted to tear into him like before… the way they did when they first met. He wanted to make his brother watch. There was a thrill he received knowing his brother was jealous over this. It was a sick form of entertainment. Caspian grinned sadistically as he tore from his brother’s grasp and his hands squeezed tightly around the kitsune’s neck. His nails dug in deep, tearing at the skin and causing blood to seep through. Another kiss was made, deeper and with more passion than before. That over whelming desire for him, that longing he always felt when he was near Devoss - it started to show, and he did not care if it broke Callum to watch him with the kitsune.

His brother returned the kiss, and he was sure he won. The affections were returned but not the words. Not yet. As quickly as he started to feel he hurt when the ghoul pulled away. “Cas-” he stopped when the brother went to kissing the fox. How. Fucking. Dare. “Caspian!” His voice raised only a tad from earlier, and still he was ignored. His brother knew what the kiss was doing to him. He snarled and the urge to bite rose up. His fangs ran over his brother’s neck. Damn this blood keeping them close and yet so far. His hand grabbed his brother’s hair yanking him back while the other hand slid to Caspian’s chest. “Mine,” he spoke while twisting the ghoul’s head over for another deep kiss. He wanted his brother, and maybe he could let Devoss live for now, for the sake of Caspian’s well being. After holding their embrace for a moment Callum stopped releasing Caspian’s hair and looking to the fox. He wanted to feed, and it only got worse when he was aroused.

Don’t call for him. To Dev, Devoss was dead. He had died when that dog tried to eat him and removed his tails. He was dead, yet there was a part of him that seemed to wake up when Caspian said those words. Perhaps Devoss was alive still. Maybe he could handle this better. Please...Please just...Make this better. He closed his eyes at the same time Caspian pressed their lips together. It was enough to let his mind shift slightly.

When his eyes opened, they seemed colder, but he made no moves to lash out, even when the ghoul bared his teeth. “...Do not call for me, ghoul”. Devoss, the real Devoss, stared at the ghoul. His throat was constricted by a hand, and blood was drawn. The kiss was deep, but Devoss didn’t give back. Instead he growled into Caspian’s mouth and bit down hard on his tongue, “Get. Away. From. Me...” If Caspian wanted Devoss, then he would get him. Although he wasn’t sure how long he could stay out. He was still healing from their near death experience, and he was still too weak to be out for so long.

“You’ll never own me, Caspian...You may try...But you’ll never own me...” Devoss now focused his eyes on the vampire. Oh how possessive this one was. And how much fun it would be to play with him. A sly grin spread cross his face as he pulled Caspian’s face back towards him, “...But because I know that it’ll hurt you...You can think you own me. Although we all know who really owns who” He yanked the ghoul in for a kiss, making sure to tear his lip open, leaving a mark. “How ‘bout it?”

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

Everything blurred. Was that blood he smelt? Who’s? He no longer could tell. The pain he felt having his head bashed repeatedly against walls started to numb. He blinked, attempting to regain focus on something in front of him. A blurred furious Callum perhaps. Then lightning struck.

It seemed the electricity fired up the neurons in his brain again - but it also. fucking. hurt. Caspian yelled out as his entire body started to spasm from the jolt of shocks running through every nerve. When it ended Caspian fell to his knees and breathed heavily as he tried to move his body up to look at Dev.

Why are you doing this? Now this really ticked him off. “Oh please - don’t fucking act like a victim to me. If you want them back so bad then fine. Take them. They’re in the safe in my bedroom. I’m tired of nearly dying for you - Callum can fucking kill you,” he panted lethargically. “I am tired of how I feel about you. You want to know why I’m being like this? Do you really want to know? Do I have to spit it out for you, Dev? Are you that fucking stupid?” It pained him to hear him whisper like that but at the same time it infuriated him. Playing the fucking victim. Don’t make me laugh. Part of him didn’t want this; to take his pearls. It was his way of bottling the fact deep down he loved Devoss the same way he loved Callum. But it was easier to shut it all out and be what he wanted him to be. The villain. Control him. Make him his possession. After all, Caspian didn’t know how to care or love, right? He always wanted everyone to see the worst in him. “Maybe I am more monstrous than you think. Maybe I killed Clayton so that I could have Devoss to myself - to kill that other side of you. I will keep killing everything that you love so that you are mine and no one else’s. If I find you are happy again, I will find out why and I will destroy it.” Caspian laughed.

No - this was stupid; defending that kitsune. He would prove how monstrous he could be. Now his brother was furious… even he knows why. Devoss just loved to play dumb. “Callum…” he murmured through the confusion in his brain. “Does it infuriate you? Seeing me love another? Do you wish to kill me?” Caspian coughed up a laugh. “Go ahead - I’ve been trying to fucking die for five thousand years. So go ahead. Both of you - just finish me off already. Look at me. I am a monster. I do not know how to care about either of you so why don’t you do everyone a favour here and fucking kill me.” He wanted everyone to hate him, so that someone would end his miserable life. He wanted to be human, he wanted to go back in time where it was him and his brother. Before he ever met the kitsune. He wanted home, and he could never have it for as long as he lived - the monster inside of him would win. He wanted to feel human. It was still in there, somewhere. Devoss had seen it and so did Callum. Yet he was also a ghoul capable of monstrous things… everyone would be happier without him in the picture. Clayton would stop haunting him, his brother would stop haunting him, Devoss would stop haunting him… Mimi.

Clayton, my friend. I have the habit of destroying everything I touch… I never wanted this to happen to you. But Dev needs to live a little longer. I’ll make him hate me… I’ll make sure he’ll never forget what I did to you - to remind him… So that he’d stay away from me. He’ll get his tails back - and when he does, he can leave. Find happiness far from me until he is re-united with you. I’ll make both of them hate me. I’m not sure when I fell in love with Devoss, or when I started to care about Dev - but now I understand again what it means to be human.

Just kill me already, Devoss. The reason why I took your pearls was to make you hate me completely. So that you’d kill me. I want to die by your hand, Devoss - remember? I want to finally be at peace. And one day I will be re-united with my brother in the after-life free from this body - the ghoul blood that runs through these veins. I can be human again. I can love my brother again… my family. The same way you wished to die that night so that you could see Clayton again. I took that from you… and now I understand - how much you must hate me for saving your life. Because what I want more than anything else - is to die. Although Caspian never displayed it at this moment, internally the human part of him was weeping.

Caspian started to laugh hysterically before he gripped onto his brother’s hair and drove him with such strength he broke the wall inward, leaving an imprint of where Callum’s body now lay against the wall. Then he flashed his fangs toward Devoss. “Or perhaps i will finish you both. Fuck emotions.” Caspian aimed for his remaining two tails. “Let’s see how far you can run for your life little fox the way you ran away from that hound without your pearls. This is what you want right? I’ll play the fucking villain - you can be the god damn victim if you wish SO. Fucking. Badly.” Caspian’s eyes changed colour to golden as his hands gripped onto a tail. His other hand clutched Devoss below the jaw. “Go ahead - I can turn this into excruciating pain for you.”

@cally-xavier

There was a need so deeply embedded into him. To claim and take his brother for his own. The vampire resisted the urges just enough before but now everything was attacking him, making his emotions and feelings run rampant. There was a time when he would allow this. Let his heart move just for Caspian, and let any kind of euphoria, the hatred, the agony and misery seep in to his mind. He liked to feel only for his brother.

As he turned preparing to flip the ghoul over his shoulder again his body was attacked by lightening once more. He would have turned his attention to the kitsune had the attack not been repeated over and over. It hurt as his muscles shovered and his body trembled from the repeated shocks, before he fell back. His body was stunned, twitching and aching as he waited for the storm to stop.

Was this what he had come to? a broken, emotional mess, wanting to kill his own brotherfor loving someone else? Was this so different from Frederick? Perhaps he just never realized before how much he wanted his brother for himself. If I can’t have him, no one can. How cliche. His brother was all he had anymore. Life, blood, and happiness were all sacrificed to let Caspian live. How could he be possessive when he would rather Caspian live alone than live in danger with him?

The answer was easy. he couldn’t be. It just hurt him more, and after five thousand years he understood why his brother had done it. The ghoul had no obligation to wait when Callum had no idea if when he could return, just like when he left with Frederick. The brother spoke again to him and the brat, and it brought the vampire’s eyes up. As much as he wished he could never do as Caspian begged. The realization hit him, They all wanted to die. The connection was felt more with his brother than the fox, but it was there regardless. Is this why his brother loved the other?

“Caspian,” none of them would be able to kill each other, actually Callum could easily kill the kitsune, but Caspian would fight that. Out of pure emotion they would fight and it would never end even in death. As he realized this, he attempted to stand, only getting his hair caught in Caspian’s fist. His head and body driven into a wall, and he let it. He remained there while he brother lost it. “Caspian,” he whispered before peeling himself away, and watching the ghoul turn into the monster once again. This was their life now. Switching, trying to be the bigger monster that others put them out to be while they continued to hurt, love, and hate anyone near them including themselves. Yes, they were unnatural, perhaps their brains were wrong since birth, and maybe there was no hope for them. That didn’t mean Callum loved Caspian any less.

While the ghoul focused in on the slave, he acted just as quick, taking his brother from behind into his arms. One hand snatched the ghoul’s which held the kitsune’s throat, and held it firmly to Caspian’s chest. The other hand held the other’s on the Kitsune tails. His mind had to think quick again, both the fox and his brother needed to be restrained. He would have apologized but really what good would that do at the moment? Instead he pushed the two against the wall, using his body to keep Caspian’s still as well as the fox with Caspian’s. His hand fell from Caspian’s chest and instead latching onto his brother’s jaw again, to keep the ghoul from snapping, and his hand as well as one of Caspian’s remained on the kitsune’s and there was a tug as he attempted to pull the ghoul’s hand away from the tail.

“Both of you shut the fuck up.” He didn’t realize how quiet he had been the entire time. Silently wondering and fearing that things would never work out, and that he would need to leave again, but he made a promise to Caspian. “You may not remember, but I made a promise. I promised I would stay this time.” His words came out just beside his brother’s ear. “If you remember from the past I have kept to my promises. I told you I would come back twice, and I promised I would take care of us. You can be the villain but I’m still here. You can kill me and I’ll still be with you. We both know neither of us will kill the other. I love you too much. You love me and him, and you would fight me to death over the fox. You fucking moron.” The grip tightened on his brother’s jaw before turning the ghoul’s head toward him. “After so many god damn years of fighting and running maybe I’m fucking selfish, but I don’t like sharing you. That includes everything about you, you fuck.”

“I love you.” His anger was settling at a steady level now, but his unease was still high. He forgot about the kitsune for a moment and set a kiss on his brother’s jaw, then another on his cheek and finally his lips found Caspian’s. If their kiss could last an eternity then he would be more than happy for the rest of his life. Locked into a moment of bliss. In his mind it was just him and Caspian, crying and hurting, and fighting.

Dev just stared at the ghoul for what felt like hours, but was only truly a few seconds. “...Pretending I’m the victim?...With everything you’ve done...You think I’m not the victim...When you pulled Devoss out for the first time...When you made it you own responsibility to let him take control and destroy me? You’ve hurt me more times that I’ve hurt you! I-” He was going to continue on, but Caspian’s laughter cut him off. Everything happened so fast, and soon the vampire was in the wall and Caspian was on the fox. Dev yelped as his tails were grabbed, and something that felt like a shock ran up his spine. He didn’t look Caspian in the eye, for he actually scared him for once.

The fox whined and squirmed, “Let go...” And of course, the vampire just had to join in. While Dev was already not enjoying having his tails pulled and being almost choked, being pinned against a wall just made things worse. He would have swatted the men with his tails, but their hold on them kept them stationary. The boy also couldn’t deny that the grip was starting to effect him. It was painful, but it was still pleasant. He whined again and tried to push the two off. “G-Get off!”

When they kissed, Devoss froze. What the fuck did he get himself in to. If this was some sort of calming technique it was a fucking weird one. Caspian and his brother reminded him of Josiah, only it didn’t seem as manipulative and dangerous. He looked away from the two and pushed against Caspian, “...G-Get off...Caspian...Get off of me...Please, let go of me” He begged, “Please...”

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

The way his brother hissed at Devoss and threatened automatically made him growl protectively. He stood between them both with his fangs baring at Callum. Devoss was not Frederick, in fact he was so far from that. There was nothing to repeat. Though Devoss was right, Caspian just realized what he had done; he defended a kitsune over his own brother. Then he heard the kitsune speak again and he turned to look at him.

His face appeared softer than he had been previously. The questions tug at his heart and more filled his own head: Why did he risk his life to save Devoss? Why was he ready to die for him so that he could live? Why can he not have the strength to kill him? Why did he hold Devoss and wept for him when he thought he had lost him? Why did it fill him with hatred and rage toward the hound that did it? Why would losing him feel like losing himself? Why was he protecting Devoss from his brother? Why did keeping him hostage feel wrong? Why did he cry for him? Why did this sincerity Devoss gave him make him feel entirely vulnerable?

Caspian knew the answer, but he refused it. He would rather feel nothing. He was an unstoppable ruthless killer, he had no weakness. He didn’t feel emotions like care and love. He didn’t know what that was - after all why would he steal his pearls; keep him here against his will? Kill the one he loved? Kill hundreds, thousands without so much as a blink of an eye? That was what a monster did - that was what he was. A heartless psychopath. He did not know how to care or love - not even for his brother. But in that moment his anger faded, and if his brother was not an inch away from ripping off Devoss’s tails along with his head, he would have walked over to him and kissed him the way he always did - filled with emotion and longing for the kitsune he could never have. Stealing his tails would not give him him.

Caspian was a second a way from answering Devoss but he stopped himself. He looked back at his brother. He didn’t think he would come back. But he was here. For the first time, he truly felt conflicted. Callum loved him as a brother and he… he wasn’t sure what he ever felt. Everything was messed up with him; including his heart. Devoss belonged to Clayton and he stole that from him. He damned his brother to eternal misery along with him. Selfish… heartless. Heartless.

Everything human faded again. The anger returned and he was uncertain who to throw his anger at. Devoss or Callum. He showed his fangs to Callum, - attacking Devoss was attacking him. only he was allowed to kill Devoss.

“Don’t. Fucking. Touch him. Stay out of this, Callum. This doesn’t concern you.” Which one should he attack? Should he allow Callum to end Devoss’s life? After all - isn’t that what he wanted? To be with the one he loved? But Caspian wasn’t the charitable type. If he would suffer, the kitsune brat will suffer with him until the end.

Callum stared at his brother. The man he protected, sacrificed for, and loved. It was all slamming into him that his brother learned to love someone else. Kitsune were tricky but they couldn’t move Caspian like Frederick. That was glamour. He watched the ghoul focus in, the anger softening and turning into….sincerity. Callum looked between them feeling the air between them. It hurt. The vampire dipped his head into Cas’s view and waited, watching the reaction. Similar. It was real. The fox had something. Then the teeth were given to him…telling him to go again. His entire reason for living, chose something else over him. A kid, snoty, bitchy, little fucking brat was the other’s choice. “You…are chosing him?” How could he do that? All his work, all his love, kicked to the side. They were just getting back together and now this. Did fate damn them from birth? Were their feelings this wrong? His chest tightened. What was it? His heart? It was dead. There would be no heart break. It was already destroyed. It was dead so he didn’t need these feelings. The rot inside would not resemble a heart but a foreign unused organ. Damn him then? The devotion should be tossed away? He spun drop kicking the bastard fox before his foot lifted to kick the brat away. Then he turned to his brother not giving much time to react. The vampire grabbed the ghoul by the throat and his other hand snatched Cas’s hands before slamming the man’s body into the wall and snarling. All he had to do was decapitate Cas. Kill him. Or perhaps he should hurt the younger Xavier with the fox. Could he be so cruel? To the one he loved? There was that piece that said ‘No’. Some part wouldn’t let go wishing he could change this and enjoy the kitsune as food instead of his brother’s lover. “It has to do with me, when you chose someone else over me.” Then came the thrashing. He couldn’t bite because of the poisonous blood, so he could resort to throwing his brother. Mentally he counted, one, two, three, fucking four! His brother was slammed into the walls, floor, and corners until one last body slam had him pausing to snap his teeth. The vampire smelled blood, and it excited him.

This was all so strange to Dev. Seeing Cas turn on someone else out of his defense wasn’t something he had expected. It brought back the question of why Caspian was doing all of this though. Clearly, the ghoul had nothing to gain, or maybe he did. If Caspian wished to be the only person to kill him, then so be it. He clearly was trying to push for it. Now as for why Caspian wanted this, it was still lost on the fox. He turned to say something to Caspian, but instead was kicked away.

Dev fell on his back with a grunt and rolled on to his stomach, and watched as Cas was thrown around by his brother. For just a moment, Dev felt kinda scared for the ghoul. He was still a pain in his ass, and he still had his souls, but Dev would be damned if he let this go on. He gave an apologetic look to Caspian before summing up all of his strength and generating what looked like a small lightning storm in the house. Bolts struck everything and everyone.

For once he felt sorry for hitting Caspian with them, but what choice did he have? Dev didn’t want to and couldn’t get close to two raging men. Instead he would stand back and let his thunder do most of the work. Once he was sure the both of them were electrocuted enough, Dev stood back up and growled, “How dare you do this! You can’t just...You can’t just threaten to kill me and then defend me! What am I to you Caspian?! Huh?! Clearly I’m not some brat you keep running into...You two wanna fight, go a head, but don’t...Don’t try to make it seem like you own me...” He tucked down into himself and shook his head. This was too much for the little fox. Being owned by Caspian hurt, it hurt more than any punch or bite the ghoul would deal. His voice went down to a whisper and he sounded like a young child, “...Why are you doing this?”

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

The ghoul flinched back from the saliva that landed on his face. His jaw clenched angrily as he glared down at the kitsune. His hand made it’s way around his throat. His hand started to constrict around his neck. Part of him wanted to, and yet…

“You tell me I’m a monster! And then you tell me… that I am… not,” Caspian exhaled with shaky breaths. His heart was aching, and he wanted it to be gone. He wanted the emotion to be gone. He wanted to kill him. Do it. Kill him. KILL HIM! The ghoul growled at Devoss as he fought with his own mind. “Which one is it?” he asked shakily; he let go of his throat and of him entirely. Tears formed in his eyes as he quivered. His head lowered as he resisted the urge to kiss him. But it pained him that he even wanted that. He was a monster, and Dev despised them. Both of them did. He was a monster with the capability of love - and it needed to end. Just switch it off. “AM I A MONSTER OR NOT!?” Suddenly rage filled his lungs as tears fell down his face.

Once again he forgot his brother was there. “Get out, Callum,” he spoke softly again without even looking at him. He was weak… he couldn’t kill the kitsune because he… Caspian stood up and impulsively threw furniture across the room, breaking everything near by. ”FUCK!” Weak. Emotions have made him weak. He couldn’t keep the emotions off. Now both of his weaknesses were in one god damn room and he could not stand it. He could not stand it.

“Both of you get out!” He threw an ornament at Callum’s head.

@cally-xavier

The vampire was fine with most things. Reckless and violent. That was Caspian. Though something irked him when his brother leaned down. The ghoul ate flesh in a similar fashion, but their lips were strangely close. “Hey,” but it was quiet compared to the screaming the xavier brother did at the moment. It scratched deeper when the ghoul ignored him. The snap came from being told to leave and something was thrown at him. With quick reflexes the item was caught and shattered in his hand. His brother didn’t get this mad. Did cas…did his brother fall in love with someone else?! No, not after coming back and swearing to stay would he be split again by a false feeling. Callum grabbed his brother by the jaw. “I won’t let everything repeat after everything! Don’t tell me you feel for that brat!” His teeth fell from their holding place and shown to Caspian as a snarl formed on his face. The vampire’s hiss turned to the kitsune. He would stop this first. “I can end this, brother. We won’t be torn like that again.” Damn emotions. He loved his brother but these negative emotions, jealousy, envy, tore into him as deep as his love did.

Dev pushed, Caspian screamed. Really, it was almost textbook at this point. Why they continued to do this was beyond Devoss. They were basically toxic. Still a part of him needed Caspian to lash out at him. He needed to feel someone’s rage to match the rage he had felt on the inside. Once his throat was released, Dev coughed and caught his breath. He laid there on the ground, replying what it felt like to have Caspian’s lips so close to his. Goddamnit. He stood up and narrowed his eyes at the two men. “You can’t end this...He won’t let you”.

Dev approached the both of them, completely ignoring the vampire and stared down at Caspian. “You know you can’t do it...You know that I’ll say anything to get you riled up...and yet...You make it so I cannot leave you...Is that what you wanted Caspian?” His tails dropped down and his shoulders drooped. “Why are you doing this, huh? Why do you let me say those things to you? Why do you let me hurt you, and then get angry? Why can’t you kill me, Caspian?...” His tone wasn’t mocking, but instead was actually sincere. “What do you want from me, Caspian? You have my tails, my soul...Why? What more do you want?”

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

Caspian was too distracted by the pain in his nerves to notice the tail aiming for his face. It was struck forcefully against the side of his face followed by a throbbing pain in his shin. Anger boiled inside of him as more electricty jolted his face. The ghoul made an animalistic growl of fury at the kitsune.

He gripped onto the kitsune’s hair and slammed Devoss’s head against a wall with such force the wall cracked before pushing and pinning him to the floor beneath him. His eyes glowed orange as the urge to eat the kitsune’s flesh took over. “I would rip you to fucking shreds the way that hound did, but I want to make your life hell. I won’t give you the satisfaction of being re-united with your fucking dead boyfriend!” Caspian’s voice rose in anger.

“You will not get your fucking tails back - you will learn how much of a monster I can be. You- deserve- every- minute- of- this.” He panted, entirely forgetting his brother was in the room. “Get the fuck out of here, Callum. Find your own god damn place to stay.”

@cally-xavier

The kitsune turned to him acreaming something he didn’t care to listen to. When a bolt was shot at him, he shifted to dodge it but it still caught him. A groan escaped him but he didn’t react as he saw Caspian beating the slave into his place. While the kitsune was held, the ghoul spoke to him again. “I don’t want to, brother, at least not in the sun.” Yes, his brother was violent and reckless, but this was a lot for a tiny little thing he could easily command and destroy as he pleased. “Can you fuck him up more quietly? I need to sleep. I’ve got several jobs going on tomorrow,” there was a long look at his watch followed by a sigh, “I’m exhausted, Caspian.” @devoss-clarke

He thought he had the upper hand on Caspian, but he was wrong. Dev was slammed into the wall and into the ground with enough force to make him see black dots in his vision. His tails went slack as he let out a small pained whine. “G-Get off of me...You’re not a monster...Just someone who is trying to be one...” He managed to turn his head to spit on the ghoul and growled. “If that’s the case, then kill me Caspian! Do it!...I bet you can’t...You can’t do it...Without me you have nothing”.

He bared his teeth and the man, “I don’t deserve any of this! You took everything from me already! You can’t even kill a little kitsune...You can’t...”

@caspian-xavier

dickie-mcgee

His breaths came scarcely as he waited in high anticipation. Would he really have to dive in to save a flailing kitsune from a kiddie pool? He just might, but if the time called for it he would dive in with the same determination he treated with everything else when it came to Dev. Then the pain came and woke him right up as he glanced at his hand. This kid was small but he was strong. It took everything in him to not tear up even though the smile that was working onto his lips wavered some. “Just deep breaths. I got you. I’ll be right here,” he said as he looked back to the kitsune.

One foot after the other, and soon Dev was standing in the water. Standing in it wasn’t too bad, and even though he was still crushing the faun’s hand, he was a bit calmer. “Don’t leave me, okay?” It was an odd thing to say, but to Dev it meant a lot. So many had left him, he didn’t want Dickie to be one of them. Once the water was at his waist, Dev let go of the man’s hand and sighed, “I-I’m doing it...I-...I’m doing it, right?”

#ch:dickie

dickie-mcgee

He really didn’t see what the great fear was towards a body of water that was bigger than a tub, but he wasn’t one to judge. Never have and never will. It was slightly amusing to learn that Dev was afraid of swimming, but it wasn’t enough for him to crack a smile or joke about it. That’d just be insensitive. He was surprised when the kitsune had brought up the idea of getting a kiddie pool to try and float in. Well, he had said swim, but he was almost sure that wasn’t going to happen. Phobias just didn’t work like that.

Richard stood to the side of the pool with an equally serious expression on. A nod was given when the other spoke and he held out a hand for support. “Just take it slow, nice n’ easy, kit.”

“Easy...right...” Within a second, all of Dev’s nerves seemed to come back when he glanced down at the water. Sometimes he swore this was more than just a phobia, it was almost like a trigger at times. Still, the kitsune reached out and held on the Dickie’s hand, almost crushing it. “Y-You won’t let me...drown right? I-I mean I trust you and all...b-but I don’t want to drown”. He really just wanted to cling to the faun and go back inside on dry land.

“O-Ok...I’m gonna do it...” He slowly stepped into the pool, trembling the whole time.

#ch:dickie

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

@cally-xavier

Caspian snarled and flinched from the bolt of lightning that shocked him through every nerve. The ghoul backed off in reaction. His brother, what the fuck was he doing in his house - as far as he recalled he made no mention he could live in his house. Now… he knew of Devoss. This would get ugly if his brother knew the whole story.

“Yeah this thing. Picked him up off the street. Seemed owning a kitsune could be useful. Like a personal maid. Isn’t that right, brat?” Caspian puffed - his entire body hurt. This only infuriated Caspian further. He should kill him right fucking now. Though the remark his brother made made him laugh, even just a little… especially picturing the kitsune in a maid outfit. Not explaining what he was laughing at he continued.

“Can I ask what the fuck you’re doing in my house, Callum? How long have you been here? I didn’t recall stating you were allowed to make yourself at home.” He specifically missed out the word brother. Did Dev know of his brother’s name? He could not recall. “Also - shut the fuck up, Devoss. You try and electrocute me again and I will rip off another one of your trails. Be a good little boy.”

@devoss-clarke

Seeing his brother spasm and release the little devil of the kitsune made him scoff and shake his head. Though Caspian treated him as a child off the streets there was a hint of something more. He knew his brother better. When confronted about being in the home the vampire shrugged. “You didn’t but after you passed out the other night I’ve used your place to rest. I don’t need to but I still will. If the kid wants to be such a pain then get rid of his tails.”

He looked at his watch and sighed. “I was expecting to get some rest, but that won’t happen with the help still here and crying over his little tails.”

The second Caspian backed away, Dev smacked him with one of his electric charged tails. If only he had saw what Caspian imagined, then he would have fried the man to his second death. Of course when Caspian called him a brat, Dev just had to kick him as hard as he could in the shin. Compared to the physical strength of both the ghoul and the vampire Dev had nothing. But he had determination, and the power of electricity, so that could get him far still.

“The help?!” Devoss’ focus now wen to the stranger, and for a moment, he just forgot about Caspian. One of his tails twitched and sent a bolt of lightning at the man. “You shut the fuck up”, he turned to Caspian, “And you, tell me where the hell my tails are! I’m not your maid, I ain’t your slave. I will never be any of those things, now give me my pearls!”.

@caspian-xavier

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

“Fuck, Dev!” he growled when he heard the racket of items smashing to the ground. He was there in a flash - in the living room to find Dev furiously trying terribly at finding the pearls. “As if I will tell you where they are,” Caspian leaned against a wall to watch the scene. It was nothing too important he was smashing, and it was not something he had done countless times himself before. “By all means continue wrecking my fucking house. You brought this on yourself. If you want to make my life hell, I will do the same to you. Tell me, how do you like the new fucking me? Wait - I think I am going to easy on you.”

Caspian grabbed the kitsune’s neck and slammed him into a shelf, knocking ornaments around them in the process before kneeing him with his super-human strength in the gut. “Break anything more of value to me, and you will receive much worse,” he spat. “Go fuck off and be bitter quietly. Or be a good little slave and clear up all this god damn mess you made!”

Can I not have one normal day? The moment he was drifting off there were sounds of some kid screaming and destroying the house. His fangs almost instantly came out to prod at his lips but instead he held his control firmly. Now he listened and heard Caspian. Pearls? So he got a kitsune for a slave. Now somebody besides himself could attempt to remove the blood from each of their clothes.

Calmly, he stood up and walked out, leaning on the door frame as he watched the two interact. “He could clean the blood from our clothes while he cleans.”

@devoss-clarke

Even if the pearls were somewhere in the goddamn house, Dev still felt weak. He needed his tails back, and he would raise almighty hell just for them. When Caspian threw him into a shelf and kneed him, Dev grunted and squirmed. Slave. Within the span of a second, Dev thought up of at least fifty different ways to kill Cas. But of course, someone else had to join in. He smelled dead too. Great, another corpse. The kitsune narrowed his eyes and wrapped his tails around Caspian’s legs. Bolts of electricity flowed through them, shocking the man. “I’m going to be cleaning your blood off of my clothes if you don’t get the fuck off of me!”

He growled and bared his teeth. “Give me my tails, and let me go, you stupid fuck!”.

Hate || Callum, Caspian & Devoss

Now he had enough. Enough money to live, enough magic jewelry to survive, and enough jobs to keep the money flowing. Still he stayed with his brother and didn’t bother to look for another place. Whatever Caspian had was good enough, and the hassle of getting his own place could wait. The only thing he did need to worry about was a place for Orin, and that was worked out with one of his contacts.

Coming home at last after a long night he happily lay on the only bed in the home. The bloody and stained shirt was removed before this. He was ready to rest at last. Closing his eyes he felt some of the sun hit him but the two rings and the amulet on his neck kept him from burning again.

Caspian may have ownership of him in some way, but he did not have Devoss’ cooperation. Nope. He was still set of making the ghoul’s life a literal Hell. Thankfully for him, and probably unfortunately for Cas, Dev had to stay near his pearls at all times. So that was how he ended up in the man’s house. It was a nice home, and it was such a shame that Dev would destroy it probably. He had taken some time to rummage around, trying to see if he could find his tails and be done with this shit.

When he couldn’t find them, he resorted to more violent tactics. “Where the fuck are they, Caspian!!?” He screamed, not even bothering to lower his voice. His tails lashed around knocking down vases or anything breakable he could find. “Caspian!”.

#ch:callum #ch:caspian

Of course it felt great - he had caused him to want death after all. Or at least played a part in it. Once again the pang of guilt over took his aggressiveness. He shouldn’t have bothered to intervene - if he really cared, perhaps he should have let Dev die. Now his mood was entirely ruined and filled with no more anger but pain and sadness. He ruined Dev’s mood too. Devoss always made him realize how much of a monster he really was. Everything he said was correct; and he deserved far the opposite of thank you.

Caspian sighed and removed his grip from him entirely. Human, he felt human again. He hated it… and he couldn’t bare to look at the kitsune from the remorse he felt from everything he had done to him. Caspian swallowed and took a step back. “Then why are you near me? Go die then. If that’s what you want then go ahead and get that hound to rip you up. Or I will fucking do it. he replied miserably. “I’m a heartless monster. I don’t know what it is to care. I get it. You’re right, I deserve nothing like a thank you. You shouldn’t fucking allow me to go near you. Strike me with your lightning. I killed Clayton, but if I could bring him back from the dead I would. I cannot, Dev.” Caspian’s voice started to shake… he needed a drink after all. Or twenty - just to lift the heaviness he all of a sudden was feeling in his chest.

“I cause nothing but misery for you. I can’t make you happy. And you certainly shouldn’t be encouraging me to fuck you. Hell, I’ve been closed to forcing myself on you against your will. I. Am. A. Monster. And you know it. So do us both a favour and just electrocute me. Stay away from me, don’t let me go near you again. Would that start to make things right? ‘Stay’ you said. You didn’t want me to stay. You wanted someone to stay. So find someone else if you haven’t already. Become best friends with that beast if you want to die so badly. Great, now I’ve ruined your fucking happy mood the alcohol was giving you too. Just. I’m going for a drink. If you want to be masochistic and join me you can - if not. You’re free to fuck off out of my sight forever. This is me, showing I do know how to care.”