(copied from my y-gal. contains violence & guy x guy)

This is really more of a story summary, I want to do a more detailed description in the future. Enjoy!

Post-apocalypse earth, where biological warfare and gene therapy mutated the human race. Cities are filled with “vampires,” who have descended from super soldiers who fought in WW3. They are parasites, drinking the blood of other animals because their own bodies do not produce essential nutrients– a side effect from the wartime gene manipulation.

The boy on the right is Adam Raditz. He resides in the middle of the desert. His family lived in an abandoned armory left over from the war. They made an isolated life for themselves by farming the barren land.

One day, a gang of vampires from the city rampages through the desert and comes across the family by chance, murdering every one and leaving their corpses behind in the sand. The youngest child survived by hiding in a root cellar.

When all was quiet, he crept out into the sun. He buried his family, and where their graves lay, plants grew and bloomed into a beautiful, lush forest.

The boy on the left is Adam Leeman, a vampire. He arrives in the forest after deciding he doesn’t want to kill humans anymore, and is kicked out of his clan for it. Wandering in the desert alone for many nights, hiding under rubble and in lucky caves during the days, he is nearly starved to death when he comes upon the forest.

He enters to find dead bodies strewn all over the green ground, and drains them all of blood. He hides in the trees til morning, when Raditz comes out to bury the corpses.

The forest determines who is good and who is evil. If the travelers who enter are evil doers, then the forest dispenses poisons to kill or paralyze them. Raditz taught himself how to use the guns and ammo in the armory, and shoots anyone who shows signs of suffering, to put them out of their misery. He buries the bodies and they feed the forest.

Over time, more and more bodies are mysteriously drained, and Raditz finds the culprit one night after waiting and watching in the shrubs. He aims to kill the vampire, but stops, realizing the forest must have spared him for a reason.

Months pass and the two Adams live together in relative peace.

Then a gang of marauders come through, and Raditz is caught off guard and almost killed in the bloody battle.

When night falls, Leeman comes to his aid, tending his wounds and bringing him to rest inside his little ramshackle cabin.

Leeman watches over him, covering the windows to keep the room shaded.

Even though Raditz hasn’t spoken a word to anyone in years, they begin to talk, and share their stories.

Raditz is unable to move, and depends on Leeman for every little thing, from eating, bathing, and eliminating waste. He is at first disgusted to be touched and cared for by a vampire, and is humiliated by his own helplessness… but soon they fall into a routine, and he starts to appreciate the presence of another being. The silent camaraderie they shared turning into a sort of friendship.

Leeman, once a ruthless killer, comes to enjoy nursing this young human boy. For once in his life, he feels he has a purpose other than destruction.

But days pass without any new travelers or marauders or gangs coming through, and Leeman begins to starve.

Knowing that without further care, he will also die, Raditz offers Leeman his blood.

Hesitatingly he drinks, nearly getting carried away and rendering Raditz unconscious.

But he stops, and watches for any signs of distress.

As he gazes down at Raditz, he starts to feel a strange surge of emotion. There is a myth that if you don’t kill the human you’ve fed off of, you start to feel their emotions and hear their thoughts.

Raditz is also feeling strange, dizzy from the bloodloss, but also feeling something else. Something about the feeling of lips on his skin, the breath of another being on his neck, and the weight of another body pressing down on his. He felt a sudden fear and guilt, realizing that maybe he didn’t just tolerate the vampire’s touch out of necessity… maybe he liked it.

He watches the vampire watch over him, and then Leeman bends down again… but not to drink. Instead he feels their bodies rubbing, a friction of skin as the vampire explores his body with his fingers. Even though it feels good, Raditz tries to push away, sensing that this kind of touch is wrong, that this rhythmic movement and penetration of his most sacred place is unnatural.

Before he can stop himself, Leeman overtakes Raditz, and confused, terrified, and weak, he’s unable to stop the vampire from thrusting into him over and over until everything hurts and pleasure and pain are one.

After that, Leeman doesn’t stay in the cabin anymore. Instead he stays outside, still bringing Raditz food at night when he’s asleep.

Eventually, Raditz becomes strong enough to stand again. Taking his gun, he goes out in the early morning, seeking Leeman, knowing that vampires are powerless as the sun comes up.

He finds him and proceeds to beat the shit out of him, dragging him back to the cabin, tying him up and sodomizing him with his gun, leaving him to suffer for the rest of the day.

Feeling deeply guilty and weak from the sun, Leeman doesn’t put up much of a fight and lets Raditz take his revenge.

As soon as night falls, Leeman regains his powers and escapes into the night.

Months go by and Raditz continues his solitary life. Sometimes he wakes up at night asking Leeman to bring him water or food, but realizes he is alone.

Raditz decides that all vampires are evil after-all. But why couldn’t he bring himself to just shoot that bastard in the head? The forest still protected that guy, even after what he did. But maybe he was dead by now. The desert had little shade or shelter.

One day, a gang of men with a caravan come through and enter the forest. Remembering the last time he tried to kill a large number of men, and knowing that there would be no one around to help him recover, he took a new approach. When two scouts from the group knock on his cabin door, he pleasantly introduces himself and offers the forest as their refuge.

The men are pleased and invite him to join them for dinner. They were a merry bunch, and so far the forest had not attacked them. Raditz enjoyed their company, their drink, and foreign food.

After some wine, Raditz got to talking about his past— his family and the vampires who slaughtered them.

First of all, they said, “Vampires are not a ‘who’ they are a ‘what,’” and second of all, “Us here make a living outta hunting those vile creatures, an’ we got one right here ready ta slaughter if ya want.”

Grinning from ear to ear, the men unloaded bags and supplies from their caravan to reveal a big metal box with locks on the outside.

The men laugh and kid as they throw the box onto the ground, kicking it and causing a racket.

The sun continues to set, but the men say that there’s still enough sunlight to do it now.

They unlock the lid and pull the vampire out, and even though Raditz is feeling quite drunk, and the body is bloody and torn, he still recognizes Leeman, and Leeman sees him.

They lock eyes as the men drag Leeman’s body through the sunlight, laughing as his broken flesh begins to burn.

They hand Raditz a big gun and help tie the vampire to a tree as the sun still sets.

The men tease Raditz for hesitating, but begin coughing at the excessive laughter. Raditz recognizes the telltale sign of poisoning and notices a light cloud of pollen in the air, just now released by the plants surrounding them.

The men continue coughing, confused by the sudden illness.

Raditz approaches Leeman and puts the gun to his head. Leeman’s body is full of scratches, bruises, cuts. his arms and legs are broken and surely his organs ruptured. It’s a miracle he still lived through all of this.

But he is not the enemy.

In one swift motion, Raditz turns and guns down the suffering men, and one by one they fall in stunned silence; a pile of bodies on the ground.

Full of adrenaline and still drunk, he turns back to Leeman and shoves the gun into his mouth, remembering the vampire’s unforgivable violation. Of entering his body by force when he was at his mercy— when he trusted him.

But Raditz stops himself. He cuts the ropes and Leeman falls to the ground. As night rises, his wounds begin to heal. Raditz watches as the vampire’s skin repairs itself and his bones crackle as they pop back into place.

Then he watches as the vampire drains every last one of the wicked men and stands again, completely restored.

Looking at each other across the corpses, Leeman speaks.

“Thank you for sparing me,” his eyes full of pleading, seeking forgiveness.

Raditz turns the gun over in his hands, and inhales the sweet scent of pollen in the evening air.

“There were no more bullets, anyway.”