Okay, now I know I have a few other fics in the work, but this one I've been working on for a while…that's what I said in the author's note for the teaser didn't I? Eh, oh well…

Ah, well, I don't own any of these characters unless I say otherwise. They are owned by whoever owns them (quite a few people). Don't sue me, even though you probably wouldn't really get anything out of it anyway. Capiche?

Well, here it is.

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Midnight Sonnet

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It started as a soft rustle in the brush. Barely noticeable, except of course for whatever small animals were in the vicinity of it, and they quickly scattered, catching the scent of something that wasn't familiar…and clearly not friendly.

Then with a low growl, four shadows burst from the darkness surrounding the small forest, moving with a speed that was clearly inhuman. They moved in unison, one following the other, with stealth and grace. The one in the lead of the small group silently glanced at those following. He was the only one who had been informed of what they were doing. The rest, well, he liked to think of them as simple distractions. It caused his lips to curl up in a small smile.

The smile quickly disappeared, however, as he thought back to his assignment. He had to not mess this up, for he knew damn well the consequences of returning to his master empty handed.

He shuddered at the thought of what would happen to him.

Finally he came to a halt, the others quickly following suite. One of the others started to move past the leader, but he held his arm up, signaling for him to go no further. The second let out a small noise of annoyed protest, but a glare from the leader quickly stopped it.

"Now, we move in, slowly. Surprise is the element here. We go in, get what we came for, and get out before they can react. Understood?" When the others made various signs of approval the leader nodded. "Good, now let's move."

With that he started forward, followed by the other three, towards the small, solitary house that stood out on the small grassy plane.

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The sun completely set into the horizon, the action being watched by a pair of sapphire eyes.

The owner of the eyes was a young woman, in her early twenties, and very attractive. She had long blonde hair that went down a bit past her shoulders, and soft pale skin that almost seemed to shine in the light of the moon, which was starting to slowly ascend into the twilight sky.

She heard footsteps behind her, but didn't turn around, knowing whose they were. She let out a soft sigh as a pair of arms encircled her waist. She leaned back, closing her eyes as she nestled her head into the chest of the man who was holding her. "It's lovely, isn't it?" a soft male voice spoke, as he leaned down, kissing her smooth neck. She shuddered at the feel of his rather cool lips on her skin, and a moan escaped from her lips.

"Yes, it is, Cornell," she replied before turning around and wrapping her arms around Cornell's neck, before moving one hand up, running it through his dark hair. He smiled down at her, his bluish-gray eyes lighting up as he kissed her lips. She moaned into his mouth, and the sound encouraged him, as he pulled her close, the kiss becoming more passionate.

Suddenly, he pulled away, and she let out a whimper of protest, but he placed a finger to her lips, silencing her. "Cornell…" she began to whisper, before she saw his eyes. They were now deadly serious, and a low growl escaped from his throat. He looked around the room, before glancing out the window.

"Ada," he began, pushing her towards the wall. "Stay in here." As he spoke he walked over to a cupboard in the small bedroom. Opening it, he took out twin knives, each with hook shaped blades. He twirled them around in his hand, as if getting used to them, before moving towards the bedroom door.


Ada quickly moved forward, no intention of letting her husband deal with whatever was out there alone. "Cornell, I can handle myself, you know. What are you-"

The window in the room shattered as something burst through it, rolling to the floor, as Ada let out a startled cry and backed up, even as Cornell spun around, raising his knives.

The figure leapt to his feet, staring at the pair, a small grin on his handsome features. "You must be Cornell," he said, as he slowly moved towards the two. Then he stopped and glanced suggestively at Ada, licking his lips in a predatory fashion. "And this is Ada." He moved towards her.

Almost instantly Cornell was in front of him, and lashed out with his foot, catching the man in the jaw and sending him stumbling backwards with a slight yell of pain. He raised his hand to his now bloody lip, and looked at the crimson liquid that now covered the tips of his fingers. He chuckled. "Not bad," he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Cornell snarled and took a step towards the man. "Who are you?"

The man made a mock surprised look. "Oh dear, where are my manners? I'm Malus," he greeted, before smiling again, as his eyes began to change color. They almost seemed to start bleeding, as the dark brown melted into a blood colored crimson. "But you can simply call me your executioner."

With that he sprung towards Cornell, his hand rearing back as long curved claws sprouted from the tips of his fingers. He slashed wildly at Cornell, but the man simply dodged with inhuman speed before grabbing Malus' arm and throwing him into the wall, his back colliding into it with a thud. He hit the ground.

Cornell would have moved forward to continue his attack, but suddenly two more shapes burst into the room. They attacked in unison, except this time, Cornell had been expecting them.

The first one wasn't lucky, as Cornell grabbed his arm as he tried to punch him, and in one swift motion, jammed the knife into the man's throat. Emitting a gurgling noise the man fell to the floor, twitching as his blood poured from the wound. The second man attacked with more success, catching Cornell in the jaw with a punch, upon which he was knocked across the room for his troubles.


Ada moved towards the fighting pair, pulling a small knife out from the cupboard along the way, when suddenly a powerful hand clamped down on her shoulder. She spun around, her fist smashing into Malus' face, knocking him back. And that was when she saw him.

He stepped into the room through the window. Unlike the first three, he didn't jump through; he simply stepped inside, a small smile on his face. He appeared to be in his early fifties, with dark hair that was starting to gray at the tips, and dark eyes. He wore a simple suit with no collar, and a dark gray jacket. Ada's eyes widened in recognition as she saw the familiar man, and her eyes instantly narrowed into slits. "You," she hissed.

The newcomer smirked. "Yes, me." Then, he practically became a blur, and was suddenly in front of her. Before she could react, his hand was around her throat, and his fist collided into her face. Darkness quickly overtook her.

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Cornell knocked the second man down and whirled to find that Ada was now being held in the arms of another man…one who Cornell already knew.

"De Rais," Cornell snarled, his eyes suddenly changing color briefly.

Gilles de Rais smiled back with a small nod. "Yes." He tilted his head to the side. "Surprised to see me?" His answer was a growl. "Thought so." He looked down at Ada's beautiful features. It almost looked as if she was sleeping. "Well, I have what I came for, and now I must be going. It's been fun, but-"

"If you think you're taking one step with her, you're an even bigger idiot than I presumed," Cornell spat out as he stepped forward, his knives poised and ready to tear into the man's flesh.

Gilles smirked. "I intend to take more than just a step."

Suddenly, the second man reared up with a roar, and Cornell looked over as he rose to his feet, his features twisting and starting to transform.

Cornell watched, as the man's skin changed to a grayish green color, and his ears grew pointed. His hair receded into his skull, and fangs and claws sprouted. His eyes flashed blood red, and the fully transformed vampire let out a piercing shriek before lunging, plowing into Cornell with full force, and knocking the two into the wall.

Gilles nodded to himself, and in less than five seconds, he and Malus were gone, Ada with them.

Cornell struggled in the vampire's grip, as it shot out a hand, wrapping the clawed fingers around his neck as he started to squeeze, preparing to crush the throat.

"De Rais said you would provide a challenge," the vampire began as he leaned close, his voice now low and gravely, and incredibly inhuman. "But you're nothing. Although, I didn't expect much from a human."

And then Cornell's hand shot out with lightning speed, catching the arm that was holding his neck. The vampire grimaced at the strength before slightly yelping as he felt claws dig into his flesh. Then, as he watched, Cornell's eyes changed, from their grayish blue to a dark emerald green. He leaned up. "That's your mistake…thinking that I'm an ordinary human."

Then, with a snarl, he threw the vampire off of him, throwing off his shirt as he started to transform.

The vampire recoiled in shock as Cornell grew somewhat, his muscles increasing in size as his skin changed to a pitch black color. His teeth elongated into fangs, as coarse black fur sprouted all over his body. His knees snapped backwards with a hideous cracking noise, as his pants tore open. His shoes followed, revealing padded paws. His ears grew pointed, and shifted towards the top of his head. And finally, his jaw stretched out into a long snout.

The vampire had less than a second to try and figure out what to do before Cornell, now in full werewolf form, pounced, tackling the vampire to the floor, and tearing into him.

The second the vampire was dead, Cornell leapt through the window, his feet hitting the ground as he broke into a run, trying to track down the scent of Ada and…

He stopped, suddenly realizing that the scent was gone. He looked around, frantic. How could they already be…?

That was when he realized something. He hadn't picked up any scent from either De Rais or Malus in the house, but he had from the other vampires. But how could that be possible?

He shifted back into human form, looking totally defeated. They were gone.

And they had taken Ada with them.

He raised his head to the night sky and screamed out.

"ADA!!!"

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He sat in the darkness, his blood red eyes staring out into the dark nothingness.

He smiled, and fangs could be seen protruding from between his lips.

It was almost time.