[Edited on 8/22/15]

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"Operation Massacre"

Episode Two

Duo grinned in satisfaction. These hunters could help him get revenge on Treize. Of course, there was a risk. If he revealed himself, he could be killed before even getting one word out. Duo always loved a challenge. Taking his chances, he slipped onto the catwalk above them, and watched as they turned his direction, caught off guard.

Grinning, he jumped over the rail after ripping off a piece of piping as a weapon to defend himself. Wufei rushed forward, his sword ready to slit Duo's throat without delay. Pushing the sword back, Duo dropped to the floor, knocking the Chinese boy off his feet quickly.

Putting his hands up, Duo tossed the broken pipe aside, and rolled his eyes in a single motion. "Jeez, you guys are paranoid. A guy just decides to drop in, and you attack him with any hesitation. If I was human, I might be insulted."

A blade was pressed against his throat for the second time that night. Sighing, Duo waved his hands. "You see this, Wu-man? I surrendered," he said, voice dripping in obvious sarcasm.

Quatre cracked a small smile then wiped it away, afraid Wufei might get mad at anyone who so much as took a breath. The vampire had managed to sneak through Wufei's mental armor and he was not happy about it. Not the way his sword shook with restrained effort. His shoulders relaxed, and Wufei collected himself, calming down.

Slowly, the sword retreated, and to everyone's surprise, he turned away to lean against the bar casually. He had turned his back to the vampire altogether.
"Wufei?" Trowa inquired, watching Wufei closely. "He is not our enemy," he answered simply.

"Well, I'm glad one of you is intelligent enough to notice that," Duo muttered to himself. A gun soon took place of the sword. "Who are you?" Heero asked, eyes void of any emotion.

"Thought one of you would ask that. Name's Duo Maxwell. Nice to meet you, Heero."

"How do you know Wufei's and Heero's name?" Quatre asked, unfolding his arms to stretch. Duo didn't seem to pose any threat so Quatre decided to relax. He, after all, hadn't attacked them, he had only defended himself.

"Same way I know yours, Quatre and Trowa. I was spying on you," he said casually, lifting a finger to pick under a nail. No threats, no blinding attacks, Heero noted as his gun lowered slowly.

"What do you want?" Trowa asked, scanning the area quickly for any other stray vampires. It wouldn't do for an ambush to be overlooked.

"What makes you think I want anything? Can't a vampire just drop in for no reason?" Wufei cocked a brow, turning to face the sarcastic Duo abruptly.

"You took a great risk to appear in front of us. There must be something you want or do you do this for kicks?" Duo shrugged off the assumptions. Wufei lost to a greater man, err...vampire in a second's time. Duo was used to it, he'd had centuries to wound a man's pride, and how to cure it.

His light purple eyes flicked to the bloody wounds on Quatre's neck then to Trowa's own bloodied hands. Hunger ate at his mind as he glanced at this strange group. If he wanted their help, he couldn't use them for food. Damn, and they smelled so good. Not to mention looked it. Shaking his thoughts off, he sighed out loud.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" he silenced Wufei before he could get a word in. "I'm not that stupid, you know. What I want is in your best interest. He's a slippery bastard you can't seem to catch." Trowa looked to Quatre who only glanced back blankly.

"Duo, wasn't it?" Heero asked, eyes staring intently as the vampire nodded. If Duo was planning anything, he hid it very well. "How do we know to trust you?"

Duo rolled his eyes and walked up to Heero until their eyes met. He grabbed hold of Heero's wrist, tracing a single thick vein. "Right now, I can hear your blood rush through your veins, and that sweet heart pumping more of the precious substance. But I am doing nothing right now, do you understand?"

Turning away from Heero, he cast a glance to the rest of the hunters. "When I was observing you, I could have killed you all in a single instant, which is how you know to trust me."

"Then we are very lucky indeed," Quatre said, pointing to the small scar that now sat on Duo's forehead. "For when we first met Duo, that wound was bleeding and now it is only a small scar. I believe only purebloods have the power to regenerate, am I right, Duo? If that is your real name at all..."

Duo clapped, smile still unmoving on his face. "I thought one of you might mention that small fact. Thanks for pointing that out, Quatre. No, Duo is not my real name. I don't usually tell my name to mortals except to maybe scare them." He grinned, crossing his arms in amusement as he replayed fond memories. "My name is Shinigami."

"Does that make you special? To be one of the few pure bloods among your kind, one of the most powerful vampires in existence? I think of you as nothing. You're just another bloodsucker," Trowa announced quickly, startling Quatre, who was used to his friend's silence.

"The God of Death is not just another bloodsucker, Trowa. I have lived in this world for 1,000 years, and seen more things than you ever will in your single lifetime. Do not make me mad.

"I have a bit of a dilemma here, hunters. As a pure blood, I am charged with protecting my own kind from any kind of threat, and that means you. But there is a greater threat I wish to get rid of, and that's the doyen. He's been oppressing my people for two straight centuries, and I haven't been able to kill him yet."

Duo let the grin slip for a moment. "That's where you come in. I tell you everything I know about the doyen's habits. Together, I have no doubt he will die at our hands. That is, if you're interested."

Silence fell like a hammer, and no one spoke, they only looked over at Quatre questioningly. He was, after all, their leader.

Duo silently thought he would have to convince Quatre that he was to be trusted. Once again, he was drawn towards his hunger's tastes. Forcing himself to be patient, Duo looked upon their leader calmly.

To Be Continued…