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Shepherd of Fire

Who The Fuck Are You?


Synyster watched from the shadows as Zack wasted another jock. He’d been going to Earth more and more lately, mostly to literally drink the blood of his enemies. Gates told himself he was looking out for him, lest he make a youngling’s mistake. But Zack was quite good--taking his time, waiting for just the right opportune moment, covered his tracks well. While the garlic and the holy water business was a bunch of crap, no vamp survived a stake to the heart (as most beings didn’t). It only took a few nights to go through every popular kid that had ever made fun of him at his old high school, and just as the town went on high alert and started figuring their shit out, the young vamp was done and vowed never to go back.
Now he hunted down the same sort of breed in other towns--mostly football players who bullied the weird and the different. Vampires weren’t usually vengeance demons--well, they weren’t demons at all--but Zack was definitely different, in all sorts of wonderful ways.

Gates rolled his eyes at himself as he got yet another hard-on watching the kid kill mercilessly. He was Synyster fucking Gates. Since when had he gotten so love-puppy lame?? He’d fucked through the ages, in Hell and on Earth, and never gotten attached--quite eternally single and loving it. Growling to himself, he flashed to his favorite bar and once again started to drink himself out of it.

Ever since he’d said Diem’s name in bed, Zack had left him alone. He was cordial, not angry, but didn’t make another move on him and Syn wasn’t about to apologize and beg like a fucking sap.

After only his third drink, he knew what he had to do. Zack had a room of his own in the vampire castle and he just had to hope he was there.

Stalking confidently into the lair, a little tipsy, Gates caught several vamp’s attentions as he went up to Zack’s room without a word to anyone. A cloister of female vampires and one male hung around outside his door and Syn rolled his eyes. What, did he have his own fucking fan club?

“Zack’s busy at the moment. And as you can see, he will be for awhile,” One of them floated over to him and seductively licked over her fangs at him. It took her a second, but she realized who he was, “Mmmmm...what does Synyster Gates want, hm?” She grabbed his crotch and he only snarled back.

Ignoring the girls, Gates threw open the door to find the young vamp fucking away into a female vamp. Pulling him off of her, Syn yanked the one under him up and threw her out the door.

Zack’s eyes flashed when Gates turned back to him, “You’ll pay for that.”
Syn stalked up to the young one and grabbed him by the throat, “No I won't. You don’t make the decisions here, vamp. I’m a dealer of simple choices and I’m going to make yours for you. It’s time you met the real Synyster Gates.” With his free hand, the older pulled the star out of his pocket and before the vampire knew what had happened they were both nicked and their eyes fiery reds.
Throwing Zack to the bed, Gates pulled his own shirt over his head and went for his belt. When the vamp attempted to get up, Syn pushed him back down, jeans still on--but cock out and ready.

“I don’t care if your come’s fucking magic, I'm fucking you this time,” And Gates slammed in, not caring if Zack was ready or not.
But apparently the young vamp’s sexual promiscuity ranged from human females to female vamps to male vamps.

Zack grinned wide, licking over his fangs as he got fucked, hands over his head as he just laid there and enjoyed it, “Yes--fuck me, Syn--”

Syn was almost put off by how into it he was, but then again, he had used the cheat of a star. Gates leaned over him so if the other wanted to bite he could.

The ancient one felt the fangs break his skin and he fought not to come yet. Zack’s arms wound around him as he sucked--pulling his fangs out to lick at the wound before biting again.
“Zack--fuck--” Syn was losing the fight, so he regained control by grabbing a fistful of black hair and pulling him off. Blood dripped from Syn’s neck over Zack’s open mouth before Gates stood up.
Holding onto the other’s pale thighs, Synyster fucked fast and deep as the youngling cried out in pleasure, “My Zacky fucking Vengeance.”

The vampire grinned ear to ear as his come splattered over his own stomach, glowing. Syn smirked and leaned over, licking some of it up as his red and black eyes sparkled up into red eyes changing to bright green.
Even tasting it was incredible. It was like drinking an orgasm. As he licked a little more, Syn’s eyes fluttered shut as he stuttered and came into young Zack.

Gates’ eyes filled to complete black as he stood up out of the vamp and zipped his jeans.

“Thanks for the name, ancient one.” Zack snapped, “No thanks for the fuck, though.”
Synyster smirked down at the indignant beauty, “You fucking enjoyed it, don’t lie to yourself.”

Just as the vamp was about to snarl a reply, a beast of an angel suddenly flashed in the room. He was tall and had long, blonde hair, and horrified blue eyes.

“What the &%^$ am I doing in HELL?!?”
Gates and Zacky winced, “Duuude!” They stared at the being, huge, thin, butterfly-like white wings and clothed in white. It looked at the vamp and covered its eyes.
“Can you get dressed? Seriously!?”
“Who the fuck are you?” Gates folded his arms as Zacky giggled and put his clothes back on.
“I’m Anteros, first son of Michael and Aphrodite.”
“Why are you here?” Syn walked closer, puffing up his chest.
“Haven’t the faintest,” The angel looked back and forth between the two as he oh so slowly put together the obvious, “You two? You were...making love?”

This made both of the others burst into fits of laughter until they were rolling around on the bed, slapping at one another playfully like it was the funniest thing they’d ever heard.
The large angel folded his arms, narrowing his eyes at the two.
Eventually, Synyster could breathe enough to speak, “We fuck, if that’s what you mean.” He giggled.

Anteros winced, “I will accept your crude word for the act of love.”
This only sent the other two into yet another fit of laughter.

Large hands folded into Synyster’s shirt and pulled him up off the bed, having found the end of the angel’s rope.
“I’m the angel of requited love and the avenger of unrequited love, so one or the both of you is in love here and I can’t leave until we figure this out.” Anteros threw Gates back on the bed and Zacky and Syn stared at one another.

“You’re in love.”
“No way--you’re in love.”

This went on and on until the two agreed the angel was crazy and they agreed to go to sleep. The angel shrugged and laid down next to them, folding his wings around himself.

Anteros woke the next morning in horror to find the other two fucking.
“Oh, god.” He covered his face with a wing as Zack just laughed at him.

The vamp grinned down at Synyster as Gates moaned under him, “How long ya think this thing’ll be here??”

“I’ll be here until one of you declares their love for the other! Good Lord!!” Anteros shouted, disgusted. The other two rolled their eyes and went on about their business.
Eventually, the angel got curious enough to peek one eye over a wing--never having seen two men together before, nor really seen much “fucking”.

“Get a load of this guy, he likes to watch.” Zacky smirked.
Synyster arched back, biting his lip, before brown slits glanced over at the curious angel. His gaze didn’t hold long, though, before the vamp was clamping down on his neck and Gates was lost in the moment. Knowing just how fucking incredible the vampire’s orgasms were, he always tried to wait so they finished together.
“Holy fuck, Zack, please tell me you’re--”

Bloody fangs appeared in his line of sight as Zacky raised back up over him, “Fuck yes I am--now, baby, now--” The vamp’s head fell back as he held onto Syn’s knees. They both let go, moaning and cursing--the vamp’s come making Gates’ release that much sweeter as the ancient one stroked himself through the hot lightning bolts exploding through him.

Grinning ear to ear, the two males turned to the angel with dark looks in their eyes.

“I-I’ve never seen anything like that.” Anteros stuttered.
“I bet you haven’t.” Gates continued smiling, pulling up his sleeping pants, “Shadows made Zack here a vampire and apparently that means his come is fucking magic. Makes for the best. orgasms. ever.” Syn rolled his eyes in pleasure before teasingly looking over the winged one, “You should try it sometime.”

Anteros inhaled in shock, “What?! Absolutely not. I’m a virgin.” He said the word with condesension, clearly proud of it.
The other two laughed, “Okay….enjoy that.”

Being young and impressionable, the angel looked questioningly between the ancient one and the vampire. He was used to his virginity meaning honor and control, not being met with giggling.

Gates and Zacky smirked again an one another.

Anteros was completely clueless, but had to follow them when they left anyway.

*******************************

I woke up in so much pain it almost wasn’t pleasurable. Gasping, I arched back and moaned, hand going immediately to my stomach--which had grown slightly.
“Shadows--” My other hand clutched for the bulky body lying next to me.

“D? What’s happening? You alright?! Is it the baby?” His hand instinctively went to mine, His gorgeous hazels full of concern.
My eyelids fluttered, “S-something’s wrong--the pain---it’s from inside me--” It was awful and incredible at the same time.

Shadows snapped his fingers and Talarico was immediately in the room. At the exact same moment, Synyster busted in the door.
I sat up, one hand still clutching my barely rounded belly, “Gates? What are you doing here?”
“Apparently now I just know when you’re in danger. What’s going on?” He walked to my other side from my Love, where Talarico already stood over me chanting.
I fell back, the pain taking over until I was moaning in my finish in front of all of them.

“I...something’s not right...something hurts.”
“Does it feel like labor?” Shads asked as He kissed my hand.
“No…” I winced, “It’s more like something is tearing me apart inside...fuck…” Looking behind Shadows, I saw Zack had followed Gates in and an angel stood in the doorway, “What the fuck, Zack? Who is that?!”

The vampire tentatively stepped forward, “This is Anteros. He’s Michael and Aphrodite’s first born.”
Shadows looked up at the vampire, “And what the fuck is he doing in my bedroom?”

Before anyone could answer, Synyster was ushering them both out and turned back to us, “Long story. We need to figure you out first. Tal?”

We all looked at the mage as he waved his hands over me, “Scales. Born of three. It’s coming now. She’ll be fine.”

“What!?” I screamed, but then immediately realized he was right. My first contraction hit and I convulsed forward, grabbing onto Satan’s and Synyster’s hands. It was a very different pain, now mixed with the tearing sensation. Shadows quickly thanked the mage and wished him away again. Gates and my Lover soothed their hands over my suddenly swelling belly as I began to panic and sweat. I looked up at Shadows, “Get Deiros.”

He didn’t answer, but summoned His son to the room immediately--who, of course, had no idea what was going on.
“Dad, is she alright?” The being stood at the side of the bed. Shadows stood up.
“She’s in labor. Not sure what’s going on, but it’s certainly...different.”
“Why am I here?”
“She asked for you.”

Deiros sat on the bed near his Father, holding my hand as I looked up at him. I’d somehow known the second Talarico had said it--what it was and how it came to be, “Deiros….he’ll be the ultimate weapon of fear--” I winced and groaned in the pain, “When you...came inside me...it changed our offspring to something that is made from all three of us.” I clenched the young one’s hand, “I know you’re young, Deiros, but….” I cried out loudly, collapsing back on the bed, “You’re going to be a father.”
Young hazel eyes gaped back into mine as the winged one sat speechless.

I knew they all stared down at me, but I was lost in the pain and pleasure washing over me. Shadows took control of the situation like the head of the family that He was and went to the edge of the bed, spreading my knees to have a look.

“You’re definitely delivering whatever that is very soon, honey.”

Clamping tightly down to both Gates’ and Deiros’ hands as they stilled in wonder, I screamed and writhed, “No shit!!!” Despite how much more it hurt to bear down, I couldn’t help it. I knew there was some sort of beast coming out of me and I knew it was going to do some serious damage on its way out. Synyster helped me lean forward as I held onto my knees and pushed. Pain radiated through my body to the point where it wasn’t turning me on anymore, I just wanted it over with.

“Good, D! It’s coming!”

I would have screamed “I know” if I could, but all I could do was scream and push. I felt myself being ripped open and sharp edged things were pushed out of me. In the middle of the worst of it, I felt the being start to pull itself out. When I looked up, Shadows only stood there in shock at whatever He was looking at. As I fell back, it crawled the rest of the way out and I exhaled in relief. It had torn and shredded me, but I was just glad for it to be over.

When I could open my eyes again, I glanced down to find a tiny dragon crawling all over the Devil, licking at Him like a puppy. Shadows put His large hands up and the creature fell into them, sitting and looking up at one of its fathers, wings settling and tail obediently stilling in the air.
I stared, as did Deiros.



Shadows grinned wide and brought the creature over to me. It turned its head, saw me, and hopped onto my chest--settling there and curling into a tiny ball.

Deiros looked at me, “How do you know I’m involved here? Just because of my scales?”
I reached up with the hand he’d been holding and touched his smooth cheek, “I just know. You changed this being into something made by you and for you as the bringer of fear.” I smiled, "I think that's actually the reason you felt like you had to be with me. To create him."

As if the little thing had understood him, a webbed wing reached up and touched the large being’s face.
This made Deiros tear up in amazement, smile popping his dimples that matched his Father’s. The creature was soon sleeping and making soft purring noises as we just stared at it.

*****

Notes

Credit for the dragon goes to Galidor-Dragon from DeviantArt.
Finally finished my drawing of Deiros:

Deiros closeup
Whole picture

Thanks for reading and always appreciate comments!!

Comments

@Buggaloo
A year?! No way! Sooo sorry guys! I do love this story but man am I stuck! Other stories have captivated my attention, plus I'm trying to re-write Blinded into an actual story to try and get printed :)
I will consult with Overneath, she's really great at jumpstarting me sometimes!

violetvictoria violetvictoria
4/24/20

A year, Shade. A whole year. I've been patient. Please?

Buggaloo Buggaloo
4/23/20

It's been 2 months. I'm pouting over here. I need more.

synology synology
5/10/19

@synology
Haha, thanks for the reminder! Good to know this is still being read, lol!!

I need moooore.

synology synology
5/2/19