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</div></div><br/>As Klaus leapt upon Ever, he could hear his voice. It sounded like a cruel, guttural bellow that nearly froze him in his spot on the bed and drained all hope, dreams and feeling from within him, replacing them with a feeling of despair, hopelessness and most of all, fear. Ever wasn't very familiar with the German language, but the ferocity of the way Klaus and Magnus spoke it, felt like claws were cutting through his skull and wrapping around his brain.<br/><br/>It choked the breath from Ever's lungs, leaving his body dry heaving, desperately trying to rid himself of all of this. Black mist swirled at the edges of his mind, drawing Ever into its open arms. When the spoken German transitioned back to English words, Ever realized he was in grave danger. His fight or flight instinct kicked in even though Klaus kept his eyes upon him the entire time. In his intense silence Ever somehow screamed with his whole body.<br/><br/>Emerald eyes widening with horror, Ever's soft, pouty mouth formed a rigid and open hole in his handsome face. His chalky features became gaunt and immobile, his fists clenching with blanched knuckles. Ever's nails dug deeply into his palms as he attempted to run out of the bedroom. Klaus moved from Magnus' side in a complete blur to cut off his escape route, sending one thickly muscled arm to hook around Ever's waist and toss the struggling man back onto the bed.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 77)">BAM!</span></span><br/><br/>Hitting his skull on the wooden headboard, Ever wrestled weakly with Klaus until his chest was straddled again. This time, Ever's arms were tightly pinned over his head so he couldn't move his arms. He started screaming as he thrashed violently beneath him, kicking at the air wildly. Magnus caught his still flailing legs and pried them apart in a firm, unyielding grasp as he kissed and licked the inside of his thigh the gentle way a lover would have done. The twins were fighting over him. One wanted to end his life right then and there, and the other one wanted to grant him mercy.<br/><br/>"No noooonooo! Get offff MEEEEE! Gettt offff now! Oh Goddddd....HELPPPP ME! HELP ME!"<br/><br/>Ever could see Klaus, hearing his ominous tone and the soft dulcet of his twin --of which his view was currently being blocked from seeing. A look of sheer terror appeared to replace the fear as he noticed Klaus' transformation. Ever's human brain tried to rationalize what he was witnessing, but science could never reign victorious over the supernatural, and there was no rational way to explain Klaus' threatening vampiric countenance. Ever released a high pitched, bone-chilling howl that erupted from the depths of his soul at the sight of his fangs.<br/><br/>"OH MY GOD. What the hell are you? Ohmygod!" Ever shrieked. "Get out of here! off ME, GET OFF!"<br/><br/>His verdant green depths flooded with tears as he started crying, overwhelmed by fear. It caused the room to vibrate once more with energy from his latent ability. The bickering continued between Klaus and Magnus, who were debating on whether they were going to hurt him or kill him, or both. All over again. The time shift wasn't extreme, and it wasn't enough to stop what was happening to him. No, it was about to get so much worse.<i>They</i>wanted to<i>keep him</i>, which was something that wasn't going to end well for Ever. But it wasn't only that. It was the handsome man he first met in the produce section with the devastatingly soft lips and skilled tongue that was between his thighs licking his heated flesh.<br/><br/><i>Magnus had grown teeth too.</i><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><i>"Don't worry, Ever. We're going to take care of you, I promise."</i><br/>
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<i>"Don't listen to him. We're going to hurt you."</i><br/>
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<i>"I'm not going to hurt him."</i><br/>
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<i>"I am. Now drink."</i></span><br/><br/>"NO! PLEASE Pleaseplease no don't NOOO! Ohhhh Godddd no!"<br/><br/>Ever tried to get up but quickly realized how futile it was, he couldn't seem to move the immovable force that was Magnus and Klaus Augustin. Sharp pain lanced through his head and colorful spots flashed in front of his eyes, it felt like his whole body had been beaten and every movement caused some muscle or bone to ache. Regardless, Ever tried to get out of there. He wanted to get away from these<i>things.</i>Perhaps in his dreams he had escaped, but it wasn't the case for his reality.<br/><br/>His rapidly beating heart had flooded with enough adrenaline to run a marathon, but held down by two assailants with fangs his blood flew out of his damaged vessels in a crimson arc over his head for a few seconds before their hungry mouths began feeding from him. As Magnus tore open his femoral artery, and Klaus nestled into the hollow of his throat to rip open his jugular vein, Ever arched his back as the pain rushed through his body like an igniting fire. His eyes squeezed closed as his face contorted in a rictus of agony.<br/><br/>"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! ahhhhhh owwwwwww nooooooo nonono!"<br/><br/>When he broke his leg snowboarding at Mount Hood a few years ago, that pain was so much more minor in comparison to how this felt. Ever's head began spinning. His virginal blood was like sweet nectar, and from the moment the Augustin brothers drank from the font of Ever's body, they would become addicted to the heated flow of his sanguine ambrosia. What the twins didn't greedily suck directly from the wounds they made, began to pool on the sheets under Ever's pallid body.<br/><br/>"No please stop! no nono nooooo!"<br/><br/>The pain that once burned like fire had faded away to an icy numbness. Ever's screaming and squirming began to quiet down, black flecks began to fill the edges of his vision and the only thing he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat. His breath came in ragged, shallow gasps mixed with heaving sobs that produced a moist rasping whimper. Seconds passed as Ever lay between them on his bed, but felt like hours as they feasted on his blood. As Ever began to lose consciousness, he heard their voices.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><i>"You taste so brilliant, Ever," Klaus purred, grinding against the young man's hard abdomen. "We might keep you after all."</i><br/>
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<i>You taste like honey, sweet prince, Magnus thought, stroking Ever's muscular thigh, his eyes closed, his tongue drenched in Ever's silky blood.</i></span><br/><br/>Ever could feel the cool press of Klaus' tumescence graze his rippled abdomen, chiseled into muscle from years of ballet. When he tried to open his eyelids they seemed so heavy, and he'd stopped struggling entirely, his body now limp. Ever's bedroom looked something out of a horror movie. Blood spattered across the pillows, and in a jet six feet up the wall behind his bed. His sheets were an picture of carnage, with all the obvious signs of a struggle present in the bedroom.<br/><br/>There was enough forensic evidence left behind to let anyone know that Ever had emerged the loser. With the volume of blood in a human body being approximately 7 percent of a human's body weight, Ever had lost at least 30 percent of it. Weighing 180 pounds, Ever's body contained at least 5.5 liters, or 1.5 gallons of blood and even though a lot of it spattered the bed and wall, most of it was settling quite well inside Magnus and Klaus' gut.<br/><br/>If Ever's next door neighbors heard his screaming, chances were likely that Mr. and Mrs. Johannsen thought Ever was watching<i> The Walking Dead</i>again. The kid sure had a set of lungs. The last time he watched the show, they called the police and it turned out to be a great big misunderstanding.<br/><br/><i>Youngsters these days.</i><br/><br/><i>"Mom...help." </i>Ever's pallid lips moved, but the sound was muted. Then he passed out to the tune of his wildly beating heart.