Shattered

I have no idea where this one came from...I was in an odd, melancholic type mood~

Panicked thoughts erupted through Changmin's mind as he lay on the cold hard ground, "I can't breathe!! Why can't I breathe?!!!"
A sharp wind blew his brown hair to the left and sent a shiver down his otherwise motionless body. His dark eyes were wide and darting around the scenery. His brain couldn't comprehend what had happened. He didn't even know where he was. All was dark and unrecognisable.
Using most of his strength he tried to lift his hand up slowly. An agonising pain struck him and he stopped immediately. His hand now resting back on the empty ground he managed to inhale some air.
After a while his breathing became more frequent and steady. He slowly relaxed. This was not how he had ever pictured his death but lying paralysed on the hard ground surrounded by dark blurs was how it was going to be.
Slowly the darkness around him began to fade away as a sharp light slowly consumed the place around his frozen body.
"This is it.." he thought to himself, slightly disappointed but accepting his fate.
A warm hand grasped onto his cold one. It sent its warmth through his body and he tried to smile at whatever it was who was taking him from this mess. He could hear a muffled sound off in the distance as if someone was calling him. Little by little the sound got louder and louder as his head cleared up enough to allow him to hear.
"Sir...Sir...Are you ok?" the voice cried out.
"Why did this creature, this angel sound so worried? None of that matters anymore," he wondered.
"Sir....I hit you with my car...The ambulance is on its way! Sir...Can you speak to me?!" it said just as loudly as before but it seemed to scream to Changmin's ears.
He lay there, paralysed, as the sirens shrieked out in the background.
He lay there, paralysed, as he realised it wasn't death he faced.
He lay there, paralysed, as the world moved on without him.

Training~ M&D oneshot

The blood pumped out slowly, pouring into his mouth as he drank the warm substance. Feeling it slide down his throat he shivered slightly at the new feeling.
"That's enough, Jungmo," a voice called from the shadows.
Jungmo reluctantly pulled away from the shaking woman and looked over at the figure standing still just out of sight of his victim.
"Good. Now close your mouth, you're dripping blood onto the ground," the voice sniffed, disgusted. "You don't want to leave a mess behind. Or miss an opportunity for more blood."
The owner of the voice stepped out from the shadows. His dark hair shone in the moonlight as glanced down at his new apprentice crouching beside the terrified woman.
"And Jungmo, try and get a vein next time!" he sighed.
"Sorry.." Jungmo mumbled back, his hands shaking from the fresh blood now within him.
"Now," his creator said as he bent down to face the shaking woman. "I'm Heechul. I'm going to finish up this job for you tonight." He smiled wickedly and dived onto the woman, his pearl white fangs ripping open her neck and draining her of all the blood left within her.
"Hyung!" Jungmo shouted. "I thought I was going to drain someone tonight!"
Heechul straightened up, licking his blood covered lips. "Some other time, maybe..." he smirked as he patted Jungmo's head.
"Some selfish creator you are.." Jungmo muttered angrily under his breath.
A hand swiftly flicked through the air and smacked Jungmo on the head. He shouted out in protest.
"Are you forgetting about vampire's amazing hearing?" Heechul chuckled as he hit his dongsaeng again. "Come along now."
Jungmo clambered up, rubbing his head where Heechul's hand had smacked. "You know if I was still human I'd have a lump where you just hit me!" he called out angrily.
"You should thank me then!" Heechul smirked back as he drifted off into the night, his reluctant dongsaeng following suit.