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Bloody Valentines

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Young Justice 98, Titans, GL Corps, Legion of Super Heroes, Flashfam, New Gods

Summary: 90s vampire slasher AU

Chapters: 6/?

Characters: Dick Grayson, Joseph Wilson, Jason Todd, Charley Parker, Zatanna, Eddie Bloomberg, Daniel Cassidy, Chester Williams DC, Guy Gardner, Kyle Rayner, Lilith Clay, Raven Roth, Kole Weathers, Bette Kane, Donna Troy, Roy Harper, Jenni Ognats, Bart Allen, Virgil Hawkins, Richie Foley, Ayla Ranzz, Zoe Saugin, Rol Purtha, Darla Aquista, Lori Zechlin, Hal Jordan, Helen Jordan II, Orion DC, Lightray DC

Relationships: DickJoey, Daniel Cassidy/Zatanna, DonnaRoy, Jenni Ognats/Virgil Hawkins, Raven/Lilith Clay

Additional Tags: POV First Person, Unreliable Narrator(s), Vampires, No Capes AU, 90s Slasher AU, Homoeroticism, Horror, Slasher

Chapter Six: The Warning (Jenni's POV)

We had to stop at a motel for the night because of the rain. There was only one room left, but I didn't mind. These were my cousin's friends. And a few of mine. We all took turns charging our Sega Nomads during the storm until the power went out. Ayla, Zoe, and I huddled on the bed while the guys dug through their bags for flashlights. "Yo, Virg, why don't you do Uncle Fester?" Richie suggested. We all sat still, wondering what that meant until Virgil took a lightbulb out of his bag. Virgil stuck the base in his mouth, and it lit up. I thought he was so cool.

"Dope," I smiled. Ayla and Zoe playfully shoved me back and forth. They knew I liked him, but I hadn't worked up the courage to tell him.

Bart crossed his arms. "Yeah, yeah... Whatever. The power's probably gonna be out all night. We're not gonna be able to charge our games until morning," Bart muttered. He'd been moping the whole trip, and I couldn't figure out why. I hadn't seen him in months, and he was so cold. I frowned and rubbed the back of my neck.

"What's his damage?" I mumbled.

Ayla tugged on my sleeve. "He came to see you, and I think he's disappointed that you haven't paid him any mind since you met you-know-who," Ayla whispered, "My brother gets like that sometimes... You've seen it."

"Oh!" I exclaimed before jumping up. "Bart, I'm starved."

He raised his brow. "Huh?" Bart questioned.

"There's a Burger Fool if you wanna come with me. We can get everybody something to eat," I suggested. Bart nodded excitedly, and he pulled his coat out of his duffel.

"I know your jacket isn't as warm as mine is," Bart replied as he tossed me his jacket. It was expensive. Grandpa got me the same one, but I forgot to pack it. "Besides, I think I look goofy in it." I gave him my varsity jacket, and he threw it over his hooded sweater. I took the keys off the counter —Bart was a terrible driver, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings— and we ran to the car in the rain. Bart's whole demeanor changed. Thanks, Ayla.

The downpour was intense, but having my cousin in the passenger seat to remember everyone's orders was comforting. Bart remembered just about everything. He knew birthdays, fast food orders, and all sorts of things from memory. I thought it was cool, but he never did. Bart always treated me like the cool cousin, but I knew better. Bart was the coolest guy I'd ever met. He was my cousin, after all. "What's up with you and Virgil?" Bart asked. "I thought you came to see me..."

"I did come to see you! Wait... Did Virgil say something?" I questioned. Bart chuckled. "Did he?"

"I heard him whispering to Richie about the cute one... I'm pretty sure he was talking about you. Why? Do you like him back or something? Because I can-."

"You don't have to," I interrupted.

"Yeah, but I could put in a good word for you. Virgil already thinks you're pretty... I'd only have to say one thing. Go for it," Bart offered. I nodded and pulled into the drive-thru. Bart ordered for everyone.

He ordered double everything, which was okay because Grandpa gave us a ton of money for the trip. Grandpa wanted us to care for each other, especially since he couldn't get time off to drive us to Happy Harbor. The power was on when we arrived at the hotel, but everyone looked spooked. "What happened?" I asked as I hung up my jacket on the coat rack.

The phone rang, and everyone sat around staring at it. Bart sighed and answered the phone. "Hello?" Bart answered. "What? Listen here-."

I took the phone from Bart. "Sorry, hi. I'm his cousin. Who is this?" I asked.

"Don't go up to Happy Harbor. You're all going to die there," a man warned us.

"Conner? Is that you?" I asked.

Bart tugged on my sleeve. "Let me talk to him. I'll give that chump-."

"You're all going to die... Turn back if you know what's good for you," the man warned. He hung up, and I tapped the phone against my open palm. I felt sick.

"He said we're gonna die... He called six times," Richie mumbled.

"Well, he's just trying to scare us. Come on, let's eat," I replied. Bart walked toward Virgil and whispered something. Virgil dropped his game in his lap and looked at him. Bart nodded and glanced over at me before whispering something else. Virgil's lips curled into a half-smile, and he looked directly at me. I looked down and passed him his bag of food. He pretended to overshoot so he'd touch my hand, and I grinned.

"You trying to sit with me?" Virgil asked. I nodded. He grabbed his food, and I plopped down next to him. I hadn't even noticed everyone moved to the other bed and the table. It was just Virgil and me. I tore my bag open, and he did the same while we ate our burgers. "You feelin' me, or was your cousin messing around?" I nodded, and he frowned.

"Yeah, I think you're seriously floating," I replied. Virgil looked down at his fries and chuckled.

"Floating? I think the word you're looking for is fly," he corrected before bouncing on the cheaply made bed. "Wait. You think I'm fly?" I giggled and nodded.

"Yeah... I'm not so good with slang, but if fly means cute and cool and all that other stuff, then yeah," I replied. Virgil smiled and nodded. We finished eating, and Virgil threw my trash away. Bart turned the tv on and gave me a thumb's up.

Virgil laid back on the pillows and patted the bed beside him. I lay next to him, and he offered for me to play a few games of Mr. Robotnik's Mean Bean Machine on his Sega Nomad while I waited for mine to charge. It was one of my favorite games, even if it was just for kids.

Thunder rattled the motel the whole night, but I don't think it kept us from sleeping. I dozed off next to Virgil. But when I woke up, I was between Ayla and Zoe. Zoe talked in her sleep, and Bart paced around the motel every few hours. Richie didn't sleep at all, but he pretended to. I waited until Bart was asleep to wriggle out of bed and wave him over.

"What's up?" Richie whispered as he sat at the foot of the bed.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I asked as I leaned forward. He laughed it off, but I could tell something bothered him.

"Do you think we're gonna die?" Richie asked.

"Existentially or-?"

"Jenni, I'm serious. That guy sounded like he meant business," Richie whispered.

"He hasn't met me... I'll kill a man with my bare hands before I let someone hurt my cousin," I whispered, "You're staring at the real threat."

Richie's eyes widened, and I patted him on the cheek. "Sleep tight," I whispered. Richie returned to his bed, and I crawled back into my spot.

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