The Walken's Bride
he Walken’s Bride
A ChrisXKate story
This is a Chris WalkenXKate Beckinsale love story with Walkenization and vampirism related themes, it also includes a nod to Dracula: Dead and Loving It, and mild blood-letting/blood-feasting.
This is by no means one of those creepy stalkerish Real Person Fics as this takes place in the Monster World where humans and supernatural beings co-exist together in one world, this is also by no means real and anyone who clearly thinks it is real needs to check themselves into a psych ward with R.M Renfield. Also this is not a 'Mary Sue' story as the character of Chris the alpha Walken actually has weaknesses and flaws.
It had been many a year since Nathan had become Chris the alpha Walken and made himself an army of Walkens, and more than that - since he first made a human female into a She-Hessian seductress. The last human he remembered seeing before becoming Chris was Ariana and since then, he had been longing to be with the one humans referred to as Kate Beckinsale, and more than that...he longed to be Chris once again.
Prior to this Kate had been hypnotized by Christopher Walken himself and conditioned into becoming a She-Hessian, and was instructed to find Nathan and hypnotize him into becoming Chris so that the two may be together as Walken and She-Hessian.
He was in his special horror themed room that night, it was adorned with various horror posters including a poster of Jack Nicholson in the Shining and a portrait of Gary Oldman as Prince Vlad in Francis Ford Coppola's Dracula - he had just finished his latest project when he got the call from Jon who had just hypnotized him into doing a few missions as 'Chris'.
At this time he still was reluctant about becoming Chris, because for one thing Walken's main speciality was playing shady or villainous roles, and because he feared he would lose any memories of his previous life...the last few transformations into him had been quite painful and scary for him, but only because of resistance. Deep down, he loved being Chris and loved being hypnotized into becoming him, losing his humanity to the more bloodthirsty cowbell crazed creature of darkness that lurked within.
It was at that moment that Kate appeared to him, manifesting through a cloud of mist almost like in a dream or vision. At the moment she was in her human form as a means to seduce him. She was dressed in her black 'Underworld' suit.
“What’s going on? What’s all this then?”
"Oh my word! Kate Beckinsale...what are you doing here?"
Kate seductively walked over to him before leaning over to the bed where Nathan was sitting on, hissing slightly as she made seductive movements, his heart beat increased rapidly as he turned to see her.
“My god! What are you doing to the furniture?”
She hissed slightly and seductively called his name as she slinked over to the bed and laid down, seductively hissing and moving on the bed sheets as Nathan watched, utterly gobsmacked with what was going on.
“I’ll have you know that’s my knee you’re straddling.”
“Relax, everything is fine…”
“No, stop it at once!”
“Oh..but don’t you love it? Of course you do, Christopher…”
“No..this is wrong.”
“But it feels right...relax…”
“This is wrong, do you hear me, wrong? This is...oh...rrr.. ...oh….WRONG ME, WRONG ME, WRONG MY BRAINS OUT!”
She seductively gazed at Nathan, licking her lips as if she was ready to bite him - but she wasn't going to do that.
"Kate? What are you doing?”
"Look deeply into my hypnotic eyes...I have been commanded to hypnotize you..and I will.."
Nathan gazed into her eyes and fell into an even deeper trance than before, the more he gazed into her eyes, the more entranced he became - becoming ever so mesmerized by her and devoted to you...he wanted to obey her...no...not just that, he wanted to be with her.
"You have no will..you cannot think...look only at me..."
"I have no will...I cannot think , I must only look at you.."
He looked up at Kate with a newfound sense of obedience as his eyes turned from hazel brown to a hypnotic shade of blue, it was becoming difficult for him to focus on anything else but her...he wanted to be with her.
"Sleep...dream of me...making love to Walken...you...are Walken."
"Sleep now.. And dream of our night...Walken and Kate...sleep..."
He fell asleep on the bed, a blissful smile crept across his face as he began to dream a most wonderful and alluring dream. He couldn't exactly pinpoint what was going on, but he was in some sort of dark part of the woods, it was dark except for the blood moon peering out from the clouds, he heard the sounds of Kate's voice and the sound of cowbell echoing throughout as he ran through the woodland path with newfound inhuman agility.
"Dream...describe the dream…”
“Well i'm running through a dark part of the woodland area, I hear your voice and cowbell beckoning to me and I see the blood moon peering out from behind the clouds. I am running towards where you are.”
“Good...now, come closer...Christopher.”
In the dream Kate's voice enticed Nathan to come closer to her, and the cowbell was tinking his way into his mind, making it the thing he wanted to hear next to her alluring voice.
He came across a clearing of sorts, and there he saw her - dressed in a very form-fitting and stylish vampiress ensemble. She was sitting on an altar of sorts, and had been waiting for him for quite sometime.
"I am here...mistress.."
"Now...let us be together forever as Walken and she-hessian..join me, Christopher..in the warm embrace of the blood moon."
Nathan leaned over to Kate's side and embraced her before she leaned over to kiss him, her kiss was quite addictive and powerful, the more he was kissed by her, the more entranced he became and the more it happened, the more his human form slowly began to warp, alter and transform. His skin paling as his arms and legs stretched and became longer and thinner, his clothing ripping away to be replaced with an elegant black and grey ensemble, his frame becoming more lithe as he grew to 6'ft, his hair turning sandy brown and prickling up as his eyebrows thinned out and turned the exact same colour as his hair, his features morphing and reshaping themselves to become those of Christopher Walken.
He tried to pull her back but his newly developing instincts wouldn't allow it, his thoughts slowly shifting to focus on more...Walkeny things such as singing, dancing, acting and of course cowbell. His moans grew deeper and lower, altering to become gravellier and more hypnotic, warping, harmonizing and Walkenizing...his voice and speech patterns and vocal tone also shifting to those of Walken as his fingernails and teeth sharpened. Nathan..now Christopher Walken himself, gazed at her and happily growled as two chalices filled with blood materialized, he grabbed the first chalice and lapped the blood up.
A few minutes later he awoke from the dream, moaning and sort of growling - uttering..."Kate, I will always be your Walken." "Mooorre cowbell" and reciting the 'two little mice' speech from Catch Me If You Can. He let out a yawn that sounded more like a Hessian roar as he sat up, he saw Kate - this time her appearance had changed, she had become more attractive even though she looked like a genderbent version of the Hessian.
"Awaken...and tell me the rest of your dream."
"We were together..in a darkened part of the woods..sitting on an altar of sorts and we kissed...I slowly transformed into Walken and we danced all night, and I drank blood out of a challice...it tasted so very good. Tis a pity it was only a dream."
"Oh, it was more than a dream..it's destiny, Christopher. You are destined to be my dark Walken master and I am destined to be your She-Hessian."
Nathan put his glasses back on and as he did, he noticed that there was blood dripping from his mouth - it must have been from the dream he had, he carefully wiped it up with his tongue, before wiping his mouth. Somehow..it actually tasted good. He then noticed what appeared to be a cowbell of sorts with C.W's initials on it. He opened his eyes slightly, to his surprise they were the same hypnotic shade of blue they were in the dream.
"Hmmm..maybe being Christopher Walken isn't so bad after-all."
“Of course it isn’t, Christopher. You are destined for this. Join me, we shall be forever youthful and Walkeny together.”
“Oh, Kate...I have longed for so long to have you with me.”
“Then long no longer, for I am here…”
“Kate...make me your forever Walken. Make me yours forever.”
“Christopher, I shall make it happen.”
She leaned forward to kiss Nathan before biting him a few times on the neck, Nathan reacted in an unexpected manner by letting out a low-growl of pleasure. He covered his mouth out of embarrassment.
“I’m sorry mistress...I didn’t mean to growl like that.”
“Don’t be sorry Christopher, you’re a Walken..it is only natural for a Walken to growl.”
“Yesss...Christopher. Don’t be embarrassed.”
“You’re right, my dear Kate...I shouldn’t be. I am Walken and I shouldn’t be ashamed of what I am.”
Nathan growled softly as Kate caressed him, leaning in to give him a passionate Hessian styled kiss as her sharp pointed teeth bit into his lip, causing blood to drip from it.
He lapped the blood up with his tongue and tasted it, it may have been due to the hypnosis induced trance or from her bite, but the blood was beginning to taste very good to him, he licked his lips at the thought of acquiring more of it.
“You like blood, don’t you Christopher?”
“It’s alright...you can say it, it’s alright to say it here.”
“I waaaant blooood…”
He moaned as his stomach growled, his appetite shifting to become a more bloodthirsty one - human food and drinks now didn’t do anything to sustain his increasing bloodlust.
In fact it was even more difficult for him to think straight as a set of Walken-like instincts started taking over him mentally, any thoughts and recollections of being human fading as new Walken-like thoughts and traits began to manifest themselves.
“Don’t you worry my beloved Walken, you will get all the blood you need.”
A chalice containing a mixture of blood and a golden brown liquid that he couldn’t quite remember the name of materialized in front of him. He licked his lips as he grabbed the challice and happily lapped up the contents.
“That’s it Christopher, drink...drink it all up.”
“Mistress...what’s that golden brown stuff? It looks familiar to me.”
“It’s cowbell...my Walken, I know that you love it.”
“Rrrrr..mistress.. tastes good. I love cowbell, it is so good.”
“Of course you do..”
“Please, mistress...I need more cowbell..”
“You shall have all the cowbell you desire.”
“Mistresss..I love you.”
“Come, shred your humanity and join me...as a Walken forever.”
Nathan concentrated as a series of supernatural sensations flowed through his body and his Walken-like mindset influenced him every step of the way, making him think more and more like a Walken.
Just then there was a slight ripping sound as his jeans shredded apart before reforming into a pair of black and silver tinted elegant dress pants, his belt snapped off and was replaced with a semi Hessian styled belt.
His legs slowly stretched as they became longer and thinner, a pale skintone crept up them as all skin imperfections faded away, his socks and slippers melded into a pair of elegant dress shoes to match his new pants.
Kate moved into continue what she did started, she was starting to become more attracted to Nathan/Christopher, as his arms stretched to become longer as they thinned out, his fingers becoming longer as well as his knuckles became sharply more pronounced as his fingernails lengthened and sharpened, the pale skintone creeping up his much longer arms to have them match his legs.
His short button up shirt and his cardigan both peeled away to become replaced with an elegant black and silver dress shirt with the Hessian style motif as he leaned in a little bit closer to the woman of his dreams. His torso, chest and shoulders slenderized to become Walken-like as he elevated in height to 6’ft, growling happily as he slimmed down to become more lithe. His strength and agility increased to inhuman levels in the process as more Walken-like thoughts started forming in his mind. Standing at the patrician height of 6’ft, he turned to Kate and growled happily once more.
Feeling the urge to break out into a dance number, he twirled Kate around before spinning around, moving his new Walkeny legs and feet to the music in his head. The more he transformed, the more Walken-like he was becoming, and the more attracted Kate was becoming to him.
“Oh Christopher...my love, you are becoming so wonderfully gorgeous.”
“And you are gorgeous too.”
“The more you transform into your true beautiful self, the more in love I fall with you. You are my one and only Walken, always and forever.”
Kate caressed Nathan/Christopher as the two waltzed together, as much as he wanted to try and pull her back, his Walken-like instincts didn’t allow it because of the power Kate had over him and because this was his destiny.
Nathan/Christopher’s neckline elongated to become thinner and longer as the pale skintone crept up it, he twirled Kate around some more as his hair prickled up slowly and turned sandy brown as it took on the texture of Walken-like hair. His hair also getting a bit longer at the back to become a marvelous Walken-like mane.
He moaned a little bit in a mix of awe and pleasure as his eyebrows thinned out and turned the same colour as his hair, he was becoming so entranced by the process already that he didn’t mind the changes at all. In fact in his already Walkenizing mind’s eye, he was becoming more beautiful and youthful.
“That’s it my Walken… you are very youthful and enchanting...a true Walken.”
“Aaawrrrgh, my love...let me be yours forever, to be your Walken.”
His already hypnotic eyes which were still the same shade of blue from his dream, spread out and became slightly sunken as they gave off a supernatural glow, his forehead elevating itself higher up until it became higher and Walken-like too.
The pale skintone now manifesting itself on his face as his jaw-line shifting to become narrower and more angular, his facial shape looking very elegant, leonine and priestly - giving him a slightly more Walken-like facial structure.
His nose shrank a little as it altered to be Walken-like, his lips thinned out as the shape of them reshaped into a more cresentian shape while the tips became pointed, but those weren’t the only things that were becoming rather pointed.
Feeling his teeth with his tongue, he could feel them lengthening and sharpening as the canines extended to become quasi-vampiric fangs while the rest of his teeth sharpened and became pointed and very Hessian-like. His expression curling itself into a stern but powerful pseudo Walken-like semi snarling expression as his cheekbones became sharper and more pronounced, his cheeks becoming lighter and slightly sunken.
Kate reached for him and kissed him, before running her fingers through his Walken-like mane and caressing him, molding his face with her hands to transform it, watching as it became narrower and more quasi- Brachy/mesoian/dolichokephalian in shape. Giving him the face of Christopher Walken.
“Ooowwrrr...mmm...my love, I am becoming so...so..”
“Beautiful? Why yes, you are.”
“Mistress...I am yours forever, take me.”
“Oh I will…”
Kate massaged his throat softly, making his voice deepen and grow lower in tone, the more she massaged it - the more his voice warped, altering to become deeper, gravellier and more hypnotic in pitch and vocal tone. His moans and groans sounding more and more Walken-like with a selection of growls thrown in.
In the process a New York accent of sort developed as his speech patterns altered from his normal speech patterns to a more clipped and distinctive set of Walken-like speech patterns, his voice now fully shifted to that of Christopher Walken.
Next, his Walken instincts took over completely as all thoughts he had as a human were now completely gone, replaced with thoughts of dancing, singing, acting, hunting and acquiring blood and cowbell, all of his problems he had back when he was human just melting away along with his troubles and any recollection of ever being human to begin with, well to be fair he STILL had his personality and his memories, it’s just they were fixed and altered to become those of Walken.
When the transformation was complete, he let out a proud Walkeny roar as he leaned in to give her a kiss in return. There was no longer Nathan, only Walken...Chris Walken, ready to take the night by storm.
“Kate, my love...will you be my She-Hessian bride?”
“Oh, Christopher yessss….yesss….I will.”
Finally, with the transformation complete, Christopher bowed to Kate before standing up to embrace her, she and Christopher embraced as the two of them twirled and levitated in the air gracefully as if time was standing still just for them. Christopher produced a ring and a necklace with a cowbell on it and Kate accepted the gifts.
The two married and had a huge ceremony with a vampiric/Walkeny theme, the sound of cowbell echoing throughout the halls as the two of them celebrated and had unlimited supplies of blood and liquified cowbell.
Now, Chris Walken and Kate Beckinsale the She-Hessian are happily married and have their very own Walken’s castle modelled after Bran Castle in Transylvania. As for any future plans, they really don’t have any apart from building an army of Walkens which is still growing to this very day.
True love doesn’t always have to be for the young but also for the young at heart, for our Walkeny couple is forever youthful and Walkeny - always and forever.
END SONG: Love Song For A Vampire by Annie Lennox, from Francis Ford Coppola’s 1992 Dracula adaptation.
Come into these arms again.
And lay your body down.
The rhythm of this trembling heart.
Is beating like a drum.
It beats for you, it bleeds for you.
It knows not how it sounds.
For it is the drum of drums.
It is the song of songs.
Once I had the rarest rose.
That ever deigned to bloom.
Cruel winter chilled the bud.
And stole my flower too soon.
Oh loneliness, oh hopelessness.
To search the ends of time.
For there is in all the world.
No greater love than mine.
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love.
Still falls the rain.
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love.
Still falls the night.
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love.
Be mine forever.
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love.
Let me be the only one.
To keep you from the cold.
Now the floor of heaven’s laid.
The stars are bright as gold.
They shine for you, they shine for you.
They burn for all to see.
Come into these arms again.
And set this spirit free.