(present)

Cain sat in a leather couch. His six white wing where spread behind him. Soon 02's nano machines would awaken and they would become one; like how they were always meant to be. A wicked smile grew on his thin lips.

"Sir," Isaac walked into the room. Usually Cain would have snapped at the man for walking in without knocking but he would make an exception today, since he had his brother. "I put sleeping gas in one of the vents leading into 02's room. He's sleeping right now," Isaac informed him.

"Good. Did you take a sample of his blood?" Cain asked.

Isaac nodded. "The crusnik should awaken in about a week. However the lights in his room are also UV, so it'll only take half that time. About four days at most, as long as the lights don't go off," he informed Cain. "Mein Heir, once the time nears it might be best to move him out of the base. I don't know how he will react to this sudden amount of power, and he's only had the crusnik in him for a few months. Awakening them so soon could hold consequences."

Cain debated on this. There was no doubt that if the base was destroyed, it would be investigated by the queen of Albion. On top of that it would interfere with his regeneration. "In three days we'll leave Londinium," Cain announced. "We'll head out at night fall, and head for the ruins."

(3 days later)

Abel opened his eye's into slits he hadn't even realized he had fallen asleep. By the looks of it, it was midnight. He blinked a few times and rolled off the bed and stood in the small area in front of the door. Stretching he noticed a pair of clothes on the side of the bed. Picking it up he changed into them. It was completely white except for the vines of blue that ran through it. On the collar of his shirt was a thin lining of silver. The shirt had an opening on the back but it was covered by a plate of armer and the cape he was given. Just as he finished dressing, the door to his room opened up to Cain.

"We're going out of town for a bit," Cain said excitedly. "I want to show you some old ruins. There's also something I need to get, to make a new device to get you back to your time," he took Abel's hand and started down the hall.

"But its the middle of the night, shouldn't we wait until morning?" Abel asked.

"Nope, nope, nope," Cain smiled. "To important, we need to leave now."

Abel pulled his hand away from Cain but continued following his brother. He could tell Cain was keeping something from, by the way he was acting but Abel didn't say anything. After all his brother only did what he thought best. There was no way he would purposely put Abel in danger.

"Is Isaac coming with us?" Abel asked as Cain opened the door and stepped out into the moonlight.

"Yup, he's already there." Cain turned and stopped walking suddenly. Abel stopped as well. "We're being followed," his brother informed him.

"How-" Abel cut off as Cain raised a hand, for silence.

Cain grabbed Abel by his collar and swung him over his shoulder, like he was a rag doll. Abel blinked and the next thing he knew, they were zipping across the city. The crisp night are buffed into him. His eye's were locked on a figure who had appeared right where they had been a second ago. The young girl cursed, said something but it sounded like it was in an ancient language of sorts mixed with english. Perhaps Abel couldn't make it out because they were to far. She looked oddly familiar. Abel shook his head, how was that possible? Everyone he had known from his time were dead except his brother.

Suddenly Cain slowed and came to a stop. He released Abel. They were at a bunch of ruins by the look of it, Abel turned to the direction they had just come from. It as amazing that Cain could run so fast, he turned back to his brother. Strands of blond hair fell in front of him, then thud. Cain collapsed, and a second later Isaac ran up to him.

Abel blinked. So then his brother wasn't the only one that could run that fast. He looked back at Cain, who had rolled over onto his back, gasping for breath.

"You shouldn't be over exerting yourself," Isaac said. "Here drink this," he handed Cain a bottle of red wine, his brother took it gratefully and downed it in a few famished gulps.

"How did you manage to run that fast?" Abel asked, his voice was unnaturally calm. "And how did you know someone was following us? I didn't see anyone-" he broke off when he remembered the girl.

"It's called haste," Cain said as he slowly sat up, he winced.

"Are you okay?"

"To many questions," Cain pouted. "First of all, methuselah and crusniks can enter a state of haste which is what you just saw." At Abel's confused look he explained, "the people with basilisk in their system are called methuselah," Abel nodded in understanding. "As for why I knew someone was following us, it's kind of hard to explain, but you'll get it soon enough once 02 awakens."

"So why did you just collapse suddenly?" Abel asked suspicion clouding his mind. Why was his brother dodging the question?

Cain sighed and looked away, his gaze became down cast. "When the UN came for us I tried fighting back one of them managed to injure me greatly and my wounds haven't completely healed yet," Cain croaked. His eyes looked glazed over as if her were living through a past event.

"So what was it you wanted to show me?" Abel questioned, wanting to change the subject.

"It's a surprise," Cain teased. Abel nudged him playfully. "Fine, fine, I actually wanted you to come here because the Crusnik will be awakening some time today," he explained. "Yup, yup, yup. It's a happy day!"

"But I've only been here for only a day," Abel said, now highly confused.

"It's actually been three days."

"What!"

"You had something like a jet lag- I think that's what you call it- but in your case it's to the extreme, since you were traveling across time," Isaac explained for Cain.

Abel stared at his brother. Was he serious? Why hadn't anybody woken him up? "Okay- So what does coming here have to do with the crusnik activating?"

Cain shrugged, "nothing really I just thought a change of scenery would be nice. Here," Cain handed him another bottle of wine, "try it."

Taking the bottle from Cain Abel eyed it. The last time he drank alcohol he had gotten drunk. On top of that it didn't even taste good, how did people drink that stuff anyway? Abel looked at Cain who was smiling at him. He uncapped the bottle with his thumb and sniffed it.

It smelt sweet, not at all like how wine usually smelt. He swished the liquid around the bottle, if he only looked at it he would have said it was blood, but it didn't smell like it at all. "What is this?" He finally asked.

"Chteau La Mondotte Saint-Emilion," Cain answered, at the same time Isaac said, "blood." Abel looked at them, what did Isaac just say? Cain shot Isaac a look, "it's a type of wine."

Abel looked at them then back at the bottle. He could feel something pricking on the inside of his mouth. He brought it to his lips and took a sip. The cool liquid washed over his tongue and slid down his throat. It was sweeter then anything he had ever tasted before. He could also taste a small hint restorative sugar in it, which added to it's taste.

"Interesting," he set the bottle on the ground. He wanted to drink more, but didn't. Something in his mouth bothered him, he ran his tongue over his teeth, but felt no difference.

Cain chuckled and Abel turned to him. "Try jumping, or listening to something," Cain advised him. "The nano machines are already partially activated so your senses should be enhanced and you should be stronger," he explained.

XXX

Seth cursed and pulled her dagger out of the ground. She looked in the direction Cain had run off in but could only see a dark cape bellowing behind him. No matter how fast she ran she wouldn't be able to catch up to him. Seth sheathed her dagger and cursed again. She could have sworn she saw Abel, but shook the thought away. There was no way he was going to ever join Cain.

"I lost sight of the target," Seth said into the radio. "They're heading to the old ruins of Albion, Asthe you're closer, so keep an eye on it but don't do anything until I get there. Lord Welsh, Ion, the both of you head for the ruins, we'll circle around it until taking action."

"On it," Ion said at the same time Virgil said, "of course."

A few seconds later Asthe reported in. "I'm at the ruins, there's a methuselah here," there was a short pause, then a gasp. "Abel and someone else just got here. The other man has just collapsed, I'm guessing he's also a methuselah since he used haste.

"What are they doing?" Seth asked as she entered haste. Wind whipped past her, and it howled in her ears.

"Talking, the one that collapsed just drank a bottle of wine," Asthe answered. "I can't hear what they're saying from here, should I go in closer?"

A/N: gah, brain-fart.

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