A/N: Well, well, well, what is this now? A new story? Yes sirs it is. How so fast you might ask? Well basically I had this idea for like a week and I already wrote out my notes for it so yeah. Anyway if any of you are returning readers, hello it's great to see you again! If you're new, hi I already like you xD And I call everyone sir, so don't be offended. Now, I may have warning in the beginnings, but I don't know. This is rated M for a later chapter and some violence. So let's see what I've cranked out this time huh? ONWARD:

There was a time when humans lived in houses, when electricity existed, when the world was bright and built. Maybe it was the constant war, or maybe it was the bombings, but now, the part of the world is back to it's previous times. Humans live outside in shelters, tents, camp sights. Homes no longer exist, and the few humans that do still breath the earth's air are forced to hide and scramble for food.

After the earth's years of cities, cell phones, and skyscrapers became mere memories, stories, all that surrounds now are dense forests and higher forces spread across the world. Humans now don't fear each other, or war, or the unknown. They fear two overbearing forces that keep them on the brink of extinction: Vampires and Demons.

Vampires and Demons had lived amongst humans for centuries, but vampires were the most common and eventually were so recognized that Hollywood made movies about them. Of course, ever since they were passed off as nightmares, and no longer feared. In fact, some people even dressed like them, mentally thought they were one. But they had no clue that these divine creatures were closer than what they thought.

The same went for Demons. Demons were always recognized in most religious purposes, but were just the same when it came to vampires. Nightmares. But as soon as the human world began falling, when cities were replaced by forests, they came out of hiding, out of the shadows. This is when they too back over the world that was once theirs.

There was a problem though. Though human wars had stopped, new wars sparked all over globe between vampires and demons. Mainly in one part of the U.S.A, where demons and vampires could co-exist.

That was until the point when the two breeds split into two separate clans. These clans were run by two feared leaders. On the side of the vampire, there was Francis Bonnefoy, and on the demon side there was Matthew Williams. Matthew's father, in plan to kill the leaders of their enemies, murdered Francis's mate Joan. He burned her, just like you do a vampire. Enraged, Francis killed Matthew's father, and from then on, the two clans either were at war, or did best to stay out of each other's side. This was just a problem when it came to hunting. And so, a war of two breeds was created.

In a cave, deep into the wooded areas of what used to be New York; there was the clan of demons Matthew ran. His little brother had been born 6 years ago and he had been training him to be the best. His name was Alfred and he was sparred when Francis last attacked their regions. For now, war was paused, but no one knew when it would resume. Ever.

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"Matthew…" A small voice whispered.

"Ugh…" Matthew turned over on his bed.

"Matthew…" It called again.

"…"

"Matthew wake up! Come on, I wanna go exploring!" The small voice begged.

"A-Alfred? We can go exploring later, why do you want to do this at the crack of dawn…?" Matthew yawned.

"I'll bite you."

"Don't."

"Then please get up!" Alfred tugged at his brother's hair, trying to will him up.

Matthew sighed and sat up, his eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness. He looked down at his six year old brother and patted his head.

"Matthew, just let him go." A female voice said walking up behind him.

"See Matthew? Eliza say its okay, can I go?" Alfred asked again.

"On your own?" Matthew asked as he went over, throwing a tee-shirt on.

"Yes!"

Matthew picked his brother up and walked out to the front of the castle, opening the gate and stepping out into the woods.

"I say we let him Matthew, he has to learn to go out, without you or I." Eliza said, following them out.

"I don't want him hurt though…" Matthew frowned.

"He'll be fine, let him go." Eliza narrowed her eyes.

Slowly Matthew put Alfred on the ground and bent down to face him.

"Okay, you can go, but whatever you do, don't go past the areas I've marked with my blood for you, okay?" Matthew said.

"I won't big brother, I promise!" Alfred smiled, starting to walk away.

"A-And stay on the path our clan always takes!" Matthew yelled.

"Ahaha, oh Matthew, who does he remind you of, hmm?" Eliza asked.

"Huh? ….What, who?" Mathew frowned.

"He's a lot like you were when you were young." Eliza said as they walked back into the stronghold.

"I wasn't half as curious as him, that's for sure…" Matthew leaned on the cement walls.

"Maybe, but you have to stop caging him in so much. He's more than capable of protecting himself." Eliza said.

"Hmf. He couldn't even catch a mouse yesterday, I question the capability." Matthew chuckled.

"Well I'm glad you finally let him go. Now come on, I have a whole bunch of new-bloods that aren't going to train themselves." She said. And with that, they walked off.

Alfred ran through the grasses, some what scared to use his full speed. He still couldn't control it too well…

He looked around to see if he could see anything. Then he spotted it: A cat.

"Yes!" He smiled. He crouched down, waiting for it to pass him. The only bad part about himself was that he was maybe the worse demon child in history. He wasn't remorseless, and he ended up playing with his food a lot…plus he wasn't even supposed to be hunting. Not until he was much older anyway….

"Come here kitty…" He called out, causing it to run. Maybe this was why.

He sighed in defeat and decided to follow it a bit more, but as he did he came to a ledge and when he looked over it, he was amazed at what he saw.

"Whoa…" He said as starred at the darker lands. He couldn't smell Matthew's blood there, so it must not be their grounds…but…one little peak wouldn't kill him. There was a small rock formation that led down that way, and Alfred was quick to run down it, giggling to himself the whole time.

He then saw the cat again. He grinned, ready to give this one last try.

"Okay…aim…crouch…" Alfred let his hands touch the cold mud under him as he watched the cat coming closer…just a littler closer…

NOW!

When he ran at it he felt himself collide with something bigger than the cat and both figures went falling to the grass face first. Alfred rubbed his head and spit some dirt out of his mouth. He then looked around to see what he had run into. A few feet away someone was sitting up. He looked about his age, maybe a little older.

Alfred tentatively crawled over to get a better look at the figure. The figure then drastically turned and shot a glare at him.

"Want to watch where you're going?!" It hissed angrily. Alfred stared wide eyed at the boy in front of him. He had huge green eyes and equally huge eyebrows that Alfred tried not to laugh at. His hair was blonde, and when Alfred looked at his mouth he felt his own go dry.

"S-Sorry." Alfred said.

"Yes, I'm sure you are. I've never seen you before. And by the way, you suck at hunting." The other boy stood as Alfred did and looked him over.

Alfred abruptly turned and faced his back to the boy, slowly walking away.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" The boy asked, running and jumping in front of him, one of his massive eyebrows raised.

Alfred simply turned again.

"And what are you doing?" He asked, following Alfred again.

"My big brother told me never to talk to one of you, and that if I ever saw one that I'm to turn my back and walk away." Alfred said.

"Do you always do what your big brother tells you?" The other mocked.

"N-No!"

"Bet you do! I bet you're just a little sissy!" The other laughed.

"Well I'm not supposed to be over here, but I am anyway!" Alfred frowned.

"Hmf. Well, you obviously aren't good at being a demon! Have you ever even hunted alone before?" The other smirked.

"W-Well…no…have you?" Alfred followed the other has he began walking.

"Please, I'm allowed to leave whenever I like and hunt whenever I like!" The other gave a superior look.

"Whoa, that's really cool!" Alfred grinned.

"Yes, it is. I'm Arthur, what's your name?" He looked him over again.

"I'm Alfred!" Alfred smiled.

"That's a nice name. How old are you?"

"Six. What about you?"

"I'm seven." Arthur said.

"Cool. Hey, wanna play a game?" Alfred grinned.

"…"

"What, you've never played a game before?" Alfred looked astonished.

"Um…no, what is it?" Arthur asked.

"Here I'll teach ya'! Come on Arthur!" Alfred called.

Nearby in a tree a pair of eyes locked on the two boys.

"Aw, damn it…" Said the man the eyes belonged to.

"Are you sure?" Matthew asked.

"Yes, we should hurry!" The man urged. His name was Gilbert and he always had Matthews back. He was also put in charge of making sure Alfred stayed out of trouble.

"Damn it, come on Eliza, lets go." Matthew urged.

The two boys chased each other, laughing. One would tackle the other and the other would try to get away before being bitten. You would have thought that they had known each other for years.

"Okay, let's try again!" Arthur laughed.

"Yea-" Alfred froze.

"What?" Arthur asked.

"I smell something..." Alfred said

Suddenly two flashes of color came up, one hissing loudly, the other growling inhumanly. Alfred looked up to see Matthew Standing in front of him, and Arthur looked up to see his older brother Francis in front of him. The two men glared each other down, both baring their weapons: Francis's fangs, and Matthew's teeth which he quickly turned to a point.

"I told you to stay on the path!" Matthew glared down. Alfred looked to Arthur who was still staring in shock at his normally easy going brother.

"Matthew, Eliza." Francis said.

"Francis." Both said in return, glaring.

"I thought we had an agreement that your kind would stay off our lands!" Francis hissed again.

"And I thought we had an agreement that your kind would never come into contact with mine. You know the punishment for breaking this law!" Matthew replied.

"Arthur is merely a child! But if you need your example shown fresh, here." Francis shoved Arthur towards Matthew, smirking.

Arthur looked up in fear as Matthew looked down at him, shaking his head.

"No? Then don't act so superior." Francis frowned, Arthur running back to hide behind him.

"Who is he?" Matthew asked.

"This is Arthur Kirkland, the heir to our thrown, to all vampires, our future." Francis smiled proudly.

"I wasn't aware you and Joan had had children together." Matthew said.

"We didn't. But Joan made it clear before she died that who would grow up to take her place and mine would be the offspring of her closest female company." Francis informed.

Mathew glared down at the boy who he would have to try to kill one day, or Alfred.

"I didn't think that runt there would survive very long. It appears I was wrong, oui?" Francis crouched down the smile at Alfred who gripped to Matthew's leg.

"Alfred will take over my place when he is old enough, you know that don't you?" Matthew asked.

"Ahaha, of course mon cher, oui, I just hope you know that the moment my Arthur is strong enough, your clan will fall." Francis smirked before finding himself being shoved by Matthew who was quick to understand the threat.

"I think it's time this little play date ended. It was great seeing you again monsieur Matthew. I hope you know it won't be our last." Francis grinned.

"Oh!" Arthur cried as Francis scooped him up, Matthew doing the same to Alfred.

With this the two quickly parted.

"I-I'm sorry Francis, he didn't seem all the bad, I just…I just thought we could be fr-"

"Friends?! What a ridiculous-" Francis then paused and thought for a second.

"Friends…Arthur mon cher, you are a genius!" Francis announced.

"I am?" He asked.

"Yes…let's get you to bed darling boy…big brother has business to discuss with your other older brother.

Arthur, confused, followed Francis who tucked him in and gave him a smirk before walking out.

Francis's grinned widen as he walked down the hallway of his stronghold.

Friends indeed Matthew…friends indeed…

"After I told you not to, and you deliberately disobeyed me!" Matthew growled.

"I-I'm sorry Matthew, I just wanted to have a friend…." Alfred said.

"You can't be friends with a vampire Alfred! It's impossible! From today you will not leave this stronghold, not until you're older and mature!" Matthew yelled.

"But Matthew!" Alfred tried.

"No Alfred! No…" Matthew growled, placing his hands on his head and walking back to his corridors, leaving the boy standing there.

"Don't worry Alfred, it'll be okay. Francis will leave us be." Eliza petted the boys golden hair.

Matthew sighed when he got to his room. It was okay…it would all be okay. Other than the fact he now had a problem, or he would in a few years.

And its name was Arthur Kirkland….

A/N: Okie dokie, I know that was kind of boring, but it was all needed information that would make the story useless if not there. So, I promise it gets better. No they are not going to stay kids forever, in the next chapter we have on of those time skip things. Please review if you have any questions, cause' I feel there maybe some, ask. Thank you sirs, til' next chapter!