Hello everyone! Mari here! Gosh I'm awful sorry! ':o I haven't updated in a while. If you haven't read my profile then I will explain; the reason I haven't done too much on here lately is that I have been in Japan. I got home about 2 weeks ago and I am still trying to catch up/get rid of jet-lag (which is awful by the way). So sorry! 'xo Please enjoy~


Chapter 8

Gilbert took deep breaths, ruffling his pure white fur. He opened his red eyes and looked over at Antonio, his green eyes fixed on Lovino. Francis seemed hesitant and still in slight pain from the transformation, but ready to go. He slowly met Ludwig's eyes and felt immediate judgment. His blue eyes held such pain, sadness and anger, much like his own held. He whimpered, hoping his little brother could hear the sorrow it held. He had lied. He'd run away from home. Just when things were beginning to be mended between them, this happened.

One was a monster and the other was the hunter.

Right now though, they had mutual enemies. Gilbert was the oldest. The Alpha. One thing he was certain, no matter how strong they thought they were or how much they had trained, neither human was capable of dealing with the vampires. Alfred was young for his kinds, but held strength he must have inherited from his creator. Something he had passed on to the boys, both of which adapted easily and quickly to their new lives…or undead lives. It had to end here though. That strength was too much for such dangerous creatures to have. Gilbert himself would end it. He growled and snapped his blood-red eyes back to Alfred, making a single step forward. He howled and charged directly at the blonde vampire.

Alfred grinned, grabbed both boy's hands and jumped out of the way. Letting go he made a run for Gilbert, slamming into his side to knock the wind out of him. He hopped back to meet with his boys. "Remember aim for the chest and guard as best you can." He moved to give Antonio's jaw a good slug as he sped past him to Gilbert. He was careful to watch all three wolves, knowing that they, like vampires, work together. Ludwig drew a whip from his bag. He couldn't possibly shoot now, they were moving too fast, but if he caught a leg with his whip it would make it easier. He cracked his whip before throwing it into the fray, smacking into Alfred and leaving a welt on his arm.

Feliciano snarled and leapt at Ludwig, grabbing the whip and snatching it from his hands. He tossed it behind him and grabbed both of the blonde's shoulders, bringing his leg up and kicking him square in the chest, sending him flying. He smirked before appearing beside the fallen human, gripping his biceps tightly and slamming him into the side of the nearest building. Up close, the hunter smelled even more fantastic. It made Feli's mouth water just thinking about biting down and drinking the ruby red. His lusty amber eyes met brilliant blue. The vampire cocked his head to the side and leaned in, just barley grazing his lips against the others, smirking. Feli traced the German's face with his eyes, catching every detail and saving it to his memory. Simply delightful…"Do you really want to kill me?" He asked, his voice thick with desire.

Ludwig was frozen, from both the pain and the aura the vampire was giving off. He struggled to find the words, his arms and back hurting like hell. He looked over the vampires shoulder to his fallen whip. If only...if I could...his eyes were drawn to the Italians again.

The lovely amber eyes seemed to melt into his and all at once he felt drawn to him in some way.

Alfred held his arm and moved back toward Lovino "Let's work on the wolves and leave the hunters to Feli. Mat won't do anything...," He moved to take a shot at Toni with his good arm, Lovi flanking him to his left.

Toni snarled at Alfred, bating at him with his claws. From the left, Gilbert leapt in and knocked both Alfred and Lovino off kilter by plowing into them. The green-eyed wolf moved in, biting at Lovino, feeling rather good out the fight and looking to Gilbert proudly only for Gilbert to be looking around in a panic. Where's Feli? Toni cocked his head to the side only to look over and freeze. Feliciano had Ludwig.

Dammit! I knew something like this would happen! Before Antonio could attempt anything, Gilbert snarled and jumped over the other vamps, speeding over to his brother's rescue. Feliciano only had eyes for Ludwig. He leaned in and pressed their lips together, not releasing his grip from the hunter's arms. His tongue slid out and traced the blonde's bottom lip hungrily.

Ludwig was still in Feli's grip, resisting the odd and unexpected urge to kiss back. Mat ran over to Ludwig, smacking his gun into the back of Feli's head before Gilbert jumped in. Alfred meanwhile, took advantage of Toni's distraction to elbow him in the ribs, sending him to the ground for a few moments.

He pinned him to the ground as best he could, letting out a loud growl to flash his teeth menacingly. He could see Lovi out of the corner of his eye, recovered. "Go, help your brother!" he snarled through his teeth, still baring them at the fallen wolf. Francis suddenly jumped in, cutting off Lovi from his bee line for Feli, growling.

Feliciano hissed from the unexpected pain in the back of his head, breaking the kiss and snapping his head back to glare at Mat as Gilbert smacked into him, knocking Feliciano to the ground, yanking Ludwig to the ground with them before his grip released. The vampire's head smacked the ground, a whimper escaping his throat. Gilbert was on him in an instant, his red eyes furious.

Lovino snarled at Francis, who kept him from going to his brother's side. The Italian jumped in a flip, grabbing the wolf around the middle and squeezing. He felt the ribs beneath his arms crack, making him smile, then let the injured Frenchman fall to the ground like a doll. He then made his way to his brother.

Antonio struggled beneath Alfred, biting and snapping his jaws at his face.

Ludwig finally regained his senses, quickly getting to his feet to run for his whip. After re-securing it on his belt, he pulled out his gun, firing a shot into the air, making everyone jump. He ran back over to Gil, staying back a bit, as he didn't want to get hit. Mat went over to Alfred while Lovi was distracted with Francis, making a flying leap to pin him to the ground.

"S-stop it Al!" he stuttered, the adrenaline making it hard from him to keep from shaking. Alfred glared up at him; he could see from the corner of his eye that Toni was starting to move.

Francis lay on the ground, his body wracked with pain. I can barely move...how will I transform back...I...I need help.

Lovino glared at the Germans. Images of ripping them apart filled his mind and increased his excitement. He made sure to firmly step on Francis's paw before charging at the two surrounding his brother. Antonio noticed this and in a split second, chose between helping Mathew with a vampire he wouldn't be able to handle and stopping Lovino from seriously harming either Beilschmidt. He crouched and sprung at his love. Lovino snapped his head towards him and moved, narrowly avoiding Toni's attack. The wolf turned to meet Lovi's kick and jumped again, this time knocking him to the ground and pinning his arms.

Feliciano growled. They were running out of options. He trained his eyes back on Ludwig, willing him to obey and attack the wolf that pinned him.

Alfred, taking advantage of the confusion, flipped Mat off and onto the ground. Mat's head smacked against the ground, making the boy see stars for a few moments. Alfred jumped up from Mat's body to run at Antonio, pulling him back from Lovi. He pinned him to the ground, one hand gripping his front paws and binding them together in his grip.

Ludwig found himself being drawn to Feli again, his eyes calling to meet the Italian's intense gaze, beckoning him like a siren. He looked over, his body receiving instructions directly from somewhere other than his brain. What is this?

Francis let out a long, loud whine. Gil, I'm down. I am sorry I can't help...

The vampire smirked noticing how Ludwig's body was reacting. He's almost mine~ He stopped struggling under Gilbert and focused everything on Ludwig. Gilbert's eyes narrowed at Feliciano's strange behavior and went to follow his gaze when he heard Francis. Fuck! The other wolf lay in a heap, broken. Francis! Scheiße! Using his moment of distraction, Lovino, now free of Antonio, jumped at him, knocking him off his brother and slamming his head into the ground, allowing Feliciano to hop to his feet and be in front Ludwig instantly.

He placed a single finger under the hunter's chin, making sure to keep eye contact while his other hand moved up and traced his jaw line delicately. Lovino smirked down at Gil, who was shaking off the attack. He leaned down and griped the albino's neck tightly. "Don't you ever touch my fratello again, bastardo." Gilbert choked and tried to get free of his steel-like grip.

Alfred watched the scene of the Italian's work before him, feeling a kind of pride in their strength and cruelty. He smirked, looking down to Toni. The wolf's eyes were filled with panic. "You see that? This is what happens when you think wolves and a couple a hunters can take down vampires!" Suddenly he was hit from behind.

Taking a minute to recoil, he looked over to see Mat standing beside them. "Let him go, Al," he said softly.

Ludwig could feel his body move to meet Feli's hand. What is it you need me to do...pretty one...

Feliciano giggled. This is just…perfect. He's mine. Just keep the concentration… He thought back to how Alfred did it- fuzzy as it was- since it was all he had to go on besides instinct. He leaned in and brushed their lips together again.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. "Strong, handsome." His eyes trailed over to the bag, abandoned by the hunters during the fray. "What…do you have in that bag…that works on werewolves?" He looked over to where Francis was then back to Ludwig, blinking up at him innocently while keeping the lust. "I want you…to kill the wolves." His eyes then moved to Mat and back to Ludwig. "Then I want you to restrain your…companion until my Master decides what to do with you both." He leaned in further and lightly bit his ear. "I hope I can keep you. I want to play more~"

Ludwig's body began to move on its own, the gaze of the hypnotic vampire broken but his orders running strong through his veins like a thousand German soldiers. His heart beat fast as his better judgment begged the force compelling him to let up.

Alfred looked Mat in the eye "Really Mattie? Now, what makes you think I would listen to you, really?"

Matt stiffened as his brother's words, gripping his gun as he raised it slowly. "B-because...I have this...and you...you are my brother." Francis looked over at them, saddened deeply by Matt's words.

Lovino looked down at Gilbert and tightened his grip. "Is this how you expected it to come out?" Gilbert narrowed his blood-red eyes, but made no other sounds. Lovino rolled his eyes.

"Don't ignore me, bastard. Really though, what did you think would fucking happen? You'd come with your human pets and save the fucking day? Kill us? Or maybe…maybe you're trying to find a way to save us." He snarled and brought his face right up to Gil's. "Well guess what, you fucking potato bastard? We don't want your fucking help. Feli and I have never felt stronger, even in life! So back…the fuck…off!" He emphasized each word by smacking the wolf's head into the ground. When Lovino was confident enough that Gilbert wouldn't be getting up to fight anytime soon, he released his hold and walked over to Feliciano, who was watching Ludwig with pride.

Alfred slowly moved from Toni, his eyes burning onto Matt's. Yet for some reason he couldn't seem to connect in the way he could with others. He couldn't compel him. Matt seemed to realize this as he moved closer. Come on Toni...go now...while I have him distracted. He moved over his brother. "Al, call them off, let's all just go. We can work things out later. Neither side is totally prepared for this fight and, I will not hurt you unless I really must."

Ludwig wielded the knife and ran at Gil, who was struggling to get up. Just as Gilbert managed to get onto shaky legs, the hunter had managed to slice a nice gash into side flesh, sending him back down in pain. Run, Bruder, run! Stop me, please!

The boys watched Ludwig with smirks on their faces. Toni heard Gil's whimper took the initiative Matt gave him and jumped to his paws running at Ludwig. I'm sorry, mi amigo… He plowed into him, the hunter's head smacking into the ground, leaving him dazed.

Immediately, Feliciano growled and charged at Toni, smacking him across the face, sending a shock through the wolf. "You hurt my new toy! How dare you!" he narrowed his eyes, snarling. Lovino stood where he was, not sure whether to help his brother…or his Master, who seemed slightly nervous all of a sudden.

Alfred quickly moved from Mat, rushing towards Lovino. "There now, are you okay? I see you caught one, Feli." He said with a smile, flashing its brilliance to Feliciano. He looked over at Mat "Oh, I don't know Mat. I mean, our side seems pretty well prepared." Francis whimpered as Alfred stepped closer. Mat took off quickly to Ludwig.

"Ludwig, stop this please!" Ludwig was starting to gain his footing, rising from the ground slowly. Mat held tight to his shoulders, trying to pull him back. "Have you compelled him? Italian! What have you done to Ludwig?"

Feliciano had managed to smack Toni down to the ground. After making sure he was down, he then looked over to Mat and cocked his head to the side, amber eyes flashing. He giggled. "Isn't he cute~ 'Ludwig'," he played with the name on his tongue. "Ve~ he's such beautiful little pet, no?" Lovino rolled his eyes. "Another potato."

Feliciano shrugged, deciding to walk a little closer to the hunters, he crouched down. "I think he's perfect. Very obedient." He commented in Italian before switching back to English. "Now, Ludwig, I told you to kill them. Break his hold and do it!" He snarled before smiling. "Ve~ and then we can play~"

Mat shivered, he didn't like the tone of Feli's voice in his last sentence. 'Play'? Oh...no... he shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts of the possible horrid scenarios. He held tight to Ludwig, trying to pull him back. "Ludwig, stop! Please just stop!" Ludwig struggled against his hold, his arm with the knife raised above his head. Alfred chuckled. I see he has gotten the hang of making toys...though I hope he doesn't become too attached...I know all too well what can happen. He moved from Lovi, a menacing stance before the hunters. "So, what will you do?"

Antonio lifted his head and tried to shake off the dizziness that settled in his brain. Alfred, Lovino and Feliciano had every ounce of their attention on Mathew, who had the struggling Ludwig. Is this what…Lovi looked like before….before Alfred turned him? He felt disgusted. The vampire virus was just too gruesome. There had to be a cure or else…he shook his head. Can't think about that now. Mat needed his help and both Francis and Gil were injured. He was the last wolf standing. He quietly slunk to the bag full of weapons. In his form now, they were all useless, but…if he could change…if he could change quickly? He nosed through the bag, hoping to find something that could possibly help.

Alfred wondered over to Mat, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Do you always treat your friends this way, bro?" He smiled devilishly as he pulled back on Mat's shoulder, weakening his grip. Mat struggled even more to keep a grip on Ludwig, who was rapidly becoming harder to hold on to.

He looked over helplessly at the wolves. Someone...please... Francis raised his head slightly before howling in pain. Mathew! Alfred then noticed Toni. "And just what do you think you're doing?"

Yes! Antonio mentally cheered. He'd found something he could use to possibly help Ludwig…as long as what he read earlier was true. He bit the object and tucked it into his mouth before snarling at Alfred, whose face was entirely amused. Good…then you don't think I could be any help do you, bastard? He crouched, green eyes meeting his blue. Feli and Lovi snarled at his potential attack and crouched themselves, ready to counter his leap. Toni paused for a split second before fainting a leap, the boys fell for it and jumped to take him out, only for him to, instead, break out into a run, easily dodging the boys.

At the last second he came upon Alfred and jumped into him, knocking him back. Antonio landed on his feet and ran to Ludwig and Mat. He opened his mouth and a cross necklace fell out, right onto Ludwig's chest.

Ludwig fell back a bit, letting out a shout of surprise. "Ludwig!" Mat cried with relief. Ludwig seemed to finally come out of it, even if only a little, clutching the cross in his hand. Mat slowly let go of Ludwig, quickly making his way toward the bag. Thank you, Toni.

Alfred felt a little scared by this turn of events, not expecting them to find a counter for the compulsion. He raced after Mat. Ludwig looked up to Feli, feeling something but not the same as before when he looked into his eyes.

Feliciano's brows creased. What? No! No! A memory from the last few moments of his life flashed before his eyes. He had a cross on…and it had stopped Alfred's compulsion. "Cazzo!" He flung himself at Ludwig trying to get at the cross. His one hand grasped the hand clutching the cross while the other wrapped around the human's neck. "Release the cross now! I can't stand it! If I can't play…then I'm…," Feli gasped as Ludwig's blood rushed underneath his fingers. The sensation was overwhelming and was making Feli lean in, his fangs desperate to taste the German's blood.

Antonio snarled and ran after Alfred. Lovino figured Feli could handle the German and took off after Toni. The wolf managed to tackle Alfred to the ground, landing on his chest and digging his claws into him. Lovino charged at him, but Toni was ready and smacked at him across the cheek with his other paw.

Alfred let out a growl as he hit the ground. He pushed up against Toni's chest, trying to move him off but, the wolf proved to be powerful. Angry, he used both legs and kicked him off, just barely making it away from the wolf's jaws.

Mat quickly moved to Toni, shoving him out of the way before Alfred could move closer, and shoved Alfred back down to the ground as he attempted to stand. Ludwig held tight to the cross, closing his eyes tight as Feli fought for it. "No, I won't let it go!"

Lovino shot out and smacked Mathew across the face. Antonio jumped up from where Mat had pushed him and got in between them before Lovino could do any damage to the human. I can't let Mat get hurt by Lovi. I'm stronger. I can take him. He nipped at the vampire and pounced on him, knocking him off kilter. Lovino snarled and kicked him off. Antonio made sure to keep Alfred in his sights in case he needed to protect Mat again.

Feliciano snarled at Ludwig's words. His strength only made his blood pound harder, making him loose his resolve ever so much faster. His hand clutching Ludwig's neck slacked as his head moved in. His tongue slide out and trailed over his throat. The blood was so…thick and smooth…and full of adrenaline and strength…I…must….have…it! He bit down.

Ludwig, at that moment, pulled a glass bottle from his pocket. He smashed the bottle against Feli's torso, reveling a knife inside. A deep red liquid ran free from destroyed bottle and with it a smell that Alfred immediately recognized. "Feli, let go! Its poison-"

Before he could finish, Ludwig took the knife and gave Feli a cut along his arm. "Dead man's blood," he whispered weakly. Feli's fangs, though not far in, now slipped out from his skin. Luddy was feeling light headed from the slight blood loss.

"No, Feli!" Alfred called, looking desperately for a way to get past the wolves.

At first, Feliciano just stared at the cut, not quite sure what it was supposed to mean, but then fire shot through his arm and straight to his heart. His body reacted immediately. What little blood he had consumed from Ludwig was spit back up onto the ground as his arms clutched at his chest where the pain seemed to have settled. Almost like it never happened, the pain died down and he was overwhelmed with dizziness. His body gave out and he collapsed, the world circling around him while a chill settled in his chest.

Lovino stared at his brother in absolute horror, not sure what just happened. He looked to Alfred for an explanation, hoping he could help.

Alfred struggled to make it past Toni. "Feli! Feli!" He caught Lovino's gaze. "Dead Man's blood...its poison to vampires. It takes hours to circulate enough for it to dilute. We need to help him or he will weaken too much and die."

Mat watched as the vampire struggled with the cut, he had seen this a few times before. It wasn't uncommon for hunters to use it. Mat took advantage of the situation to tackle Lovi to the ground, searching his pocket for his own knife. Ludwig held out the knife before him, walking towards Alfred "See what it did to the boy. Just stop this now and no one else will get hurt."

Lovino narrowed his eyes as Mat searched his pockets. This is not about to happen to me too! Fuck no! He met Mat's eyes and glared, not even going to bother trying to compel him. His hands shot out and gripped Mat's wrists forcefully so the human couldn't break free. "You fuckers!" He twisted both arms outward and jumped back to his feet with Mat in tow. He then pulled both arms behind Mat's back and yanked as Toni made to jump. "You jump and I'll rip his fucking arms out of his weak human body." Toni froze and growled instead, looking over at Ludwig.

Ludwig looked over at Toni, then to the vampire on the ground, unsure of what to do. Alfred took that moment to run swiftly past them, shoving Ludwig out of the way to get to Feli. "Feli, hey now. Can you hear me, man. C'mon!" His voice was panicked as he gathered the Italian in his arms.

Francis could see what was happening now that people had moved, and was rather entertained with the turn of events. They're down one…good! Ludwig, fortunately, had been shoved closer to Toni. Now what do we do...Mat... He looked over to Lovino, who was still concentrated in his own task; hanging on to Mat.

Feliciano stared at Alfred, but didn't really see him. His entire body was lifeless and weak. From his core, a sharp throbbing resonated, making him cringe in a soundless whimper. His stomach turned, making the bile rise with the accompaniment of the blood he had recently consumed. "M-Mas…ster…,"Feliciano managed to choke out before the weakness consumed his mind and he fell unconscious.

Lovino's bottom lip trembled slightly, but he easily covered it with another snarl. He twisted Mat's left arm almost to the breaking point and leaned in, his mouth hovering just above the hunter's neck while his eyes were fixed on Ludwig. "Fix Feliciano…now."

"Can't," Ludwig said simply as he moved in closer. "The blood works its way through his whole system. The sickness generally only takes a few hours to wear off. Nothing else can be done but to wait it out." He carefully held the knife before him, glancing back at Alfred to make sure he was not moving in for an attack.

Alfred looked over at Lovino. "He's right Lovi, I have seen this before..." He pulled Feli up into his arms, slowly standing. Mat was frozen in Lovino's hold, afraid to move as the others talked. He looked desperately over at Ludwig and Antonio, pleading with them for help.

Lovino stared at Alfred in slight disbelief. Now what? He could easily kill the hunter, but what would Alfred think? Mathew was his brother. Did Alfred have any plans for him that Lovino killing or drinking from him would ruin? He looked over to Ludwig. That fucking knife… If he could avoid the knife, he could kill Ludwig too. Francis was as good as dead since, in his condition, he couldn't defend himself from attack. Gilbert…that bastard was attacked by silver. It wasn't fatal, but he won't be getting up for a while. Toni…was an issue. The only real issue they had since he would drag the fighting till his death and with Feliciano the way he was, did they have the time to fight? Mat could be killed in an instant and Luddy was only human…but Antonio…he could resist. Lovino's eyes stared into Alfred's. Master…what should I do?

Alfred, holding Feli unsteadily in one arm, walked over to Lovino. He pulled his brother up and out of Lovi's hold, pulling him close by his shirt collar. "Well hunters, wolves, you all decide how this is going to go. You may think you have an ace, but I think otherwise. Most of you are damaged, and now your hands are tied. So what's it going to be?"

Ludwig took a flying leap forward and nicked Lovino's shoulder with the knife, taking Alfred completely by surprise. "No, I...I don't think so… ,"Ludwig said softly as Lovi clutched his wound.

Lovino was instantly overcome by vertigo and fell to his knees, groaning. His veins stung as the poison traveled throughout his core. He lifted his head and glared at Ludwig through glazed, hazel eyes. "B…bastard…," He collapsed into darkness. Antonio's ears drew back and a whimper escaped his throat at the sight. It pained him to see his Lovi in pain, even after everything they had been through within the past twenty-four hours. He raised his head and stared at Alfred. What can you do now? You've lost your pets while Ludwig and I still stand. Just give up.

Alfred had no choice; he would have to make a run for it. No shame in that, after all the wolves came at them first, heck he had even tried to walk away. In order to make a clean getaway, however, he would have to move fast. He looked over at Ludwig and then at Toni. Hmmm let's see, who would be the better target?

After a moment of deliberation, he decided. He threw Mat at Toni, the boy's body smacking into and bringing down the wolf's. He lunged quickly for the fallen silver knife, holding it firm as he lunged for Lovino. Gotta get him and book it outta here.

Mat held his head, woozy and off balance. He looked up, "He's going for Lovino!"

Antonio shoved Mathew off him and hurriedly leaped at Alfred, trying to knock into him. He couldn't let them get away. Not after all of this. Gil and Francis were wounded; not able to turn back to human form again until they healed more and Gilbert probably needing special care. Both Ludwig and Mat had both almost been drained and killed. He himself had suffered from the loss of his lover of one year and who was the cause of all this suffering? Alfred. No, that bastard was going to pay. He managed to violently plow into the vampire, shoving him skidding to the ground with Feliciano flying from his grasp. Toni menacingly ruffled his fur and roared at the vampire. He stood protecting in front of the hunters and just in the middle between the unconscious Italians. You're mine!

Alfred quickly sprung up, moving off to the side to escape the wolves clutches. He moved swiftly past him, hoping to loop over to where Feli had fallen, but discovered Lovi was closer. Sprinting to him, he managed to get a hold on him.

Mat, with Ludwig's help, moved in closer hoping to grab Feli before Alfred did. Alfred readied the knife he had in his other hand. Let's see you try and take a bite outta me yah mangy mutt! He looked over at Toni, his glare without humor as he became more angry and fierce.

Toni growled, his eyes wary of the sliver knife the vampire held. It was crucial that the knife not cut into his skin, even with a less lethal cut, because he would have a reaction to it and not be able to turn back to human form for hours or even days until it mostly healed. With Francis out and Gilbert suffering from the very allergic reaction he feared having, Toni was the only one who still had the strength to turn back to human form and communicate with the hunters. He needed to keep that option available otherwise the barrier of communication between human and beast could end in disaster.

He didn't charge at Alfred, but rather jumped from side to side, keeping his blue eyes trained on him in case of attack. He noticed Mat and Ludwig taking Feli's limp form to keep him from Alfred, so all he needed to do was keep the vampire occupied until it was too late and he either retreated or slipped up and allowed Toni to kill him, despite how his death would affect Mathew. He continued playing back and forth, making sure Alfred had no idea if he was going to attack or not.

Alfred watched intently as the wolf circled him like a shark. He kept his eyes trained on him as he moved as he moved swiftly about, still baring his teeth. He hated to look away from Feli, but he did have to guard himself and Lovino. He held the knife out to the wolf, staring him down as he turned in circles with his movements.

Mat and Ludwig carefully, unbeknownst to the others, made their way over to a barely conscious Feliciano. Ludwig looked down upon his small body, so cute and dressed in fine clothes that outlined his form. He really was something. I can see why the vampire picked him; they always go for the pretty ones.

The wolf continued circling his prey, keeping him busy. He wasn't sure what else to do. If he attacked, there was the high chance of being cut by the knife, but he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. Finally deciding that it was worth it, he lowered himself to the ground, ready to pounce. He jumped, sailing over the vampire and landed behind him. He quickly turned and knocked into Alfred from behind, knocking Lovino mostly from his grip. He narrowed his eyes as the vampire skidded across the ground, feeling a sort of pride that he managed to fight a five-year turned vampire and his newly turned servants twice in twenty-four hours with not a lot of damage to his form.

Ludwig knelt down, gently bringing the Italian into his arms. "He doesn't seem to be awake," he whispered to Mat. Mat stood by, watching the other two in their standoff, his knife ready should Alfred notice them. Quickly, they took Feli and ran to the far side, making sure they passed into Toni's vision behind Alfred.

Alfred, meanwhile, never saw them pass, his concentration on getting back up and securing a hold on Lovino. He grabbed for him, bringing the boy into his arms. His eyes narrowed as he studied Toni again, this time prepared for another strike.

Antonio chuckled, though it sounded more like another growl. They were both safe and they had little Feli with them. Now…now they-he-had to get rid of Alfred and get his pack mates out of here and away from Alfred's knife. In their conditions, neither Gil nor Francis would be able to defend themselves. They needed help and protection until they healed. He continued to circle the blonde. Now he'll be expecting an attack. I hope Mat and Ludwig have some sort of plan for getting this bastard away from Gil and Fran…cause I can't do this on my own…

Ludwig turned to Mat once they were a safe distance away. "Whether I like it or not, those wolves helped us...and one is my brother. We can't leave them. Here, take my bag and go. Francis's bones are broken, get him help first. I will get a cab and meet you here after I secure him," he said, indicating the vampire in his arms. Mat nodded, taking Ludwig's bag, and headed back to the wolves.

Francis, thankfully, was the closest when he arrived. Although heavy, with effort, he was able to support him somewhat, and carried him away. He's so heavy!

Antonio heard Francis whimper, but dared not take his eyes off Alfred. He hoped that one of the boys was getting him out of there. As he continued circling, his hopes were proved to be true as he was Mathew trying to lift his cousin up. Oh Dios…thank you. He desperately didn't want to attack Alfred again, but he didn't really have a choice. He fainted left only to end up jumping right, towards Alfred's left arm, the arm with Lovino in it.

Ludwig ran as fast he could to the hotel, somehow slipping past security, and made it to their room. He took Feli into the bathroom and laid him into the tub. Then he got a syringe with more dead man's blood, injecting a little more into Feli's arm, just to be safe.

After trying his arms and legs together, he grabbed his wallet and headed down to the lobby. He decided that a cab driver might ask questions so he did something he really didn't want to do. He picked a beat up, but still shiny red car, picked the lock, hotwired it and drove off.

Mat waited at the corner for Ludwig to show up, keeping to the shadows so that bystanders wouldn't notice. Alfred held tight to Lovino, moving to avoid Toni as best he could as the wolf's attacks seemed to become more desperate and fierce. What's his plan?

Dios…what am I doing? I have no plan! This is loco! He jumped at Alfred again and again and again. Desperately trying to avoid the knife, but constantly keeping the vampire moving. Half the time he didn't even really jump at Alfred, but to the side of him, just far enough away to not hit him, but still close enough to be a threat. He heard Francis whimpering again. They must be loading him up into something…a car probably. Now they need Gil, then…I have no clue.

Ludwig spotted Mat and hurried over to load Francis into the bed of the truck. "Where did you get this car?"

"Parking lot." Mat looked at him, before shaking his head deciding they had more important things to worry about. With that the both of them set off to get Gil. Mat carefully knelt down beside Gil's head, pulling him into his arms. This is still Gil...I have be gentle.

Everything felt like it was on fire. His body was desperately trying to heal itself, but it was slow going. His mind couldn't seem to decide if it wanted to be conscious or not as the darkness kept trying to overtake him. Gilbert had absolutely no idea who cut him. His mind had been spinning in circles and throbbing when a blinding, mind destroying pain had overtaken his body and made him pass out. He'd finally come back to reality-at least what he assumed was reality.

Everything hurt like a bitch. Fuck me…if this doesn't heal, I'm vampire chow… His breathing was in harsh pants and his heart was still racing. A soft something moved across his cheek. It was…nice. He leaned into it and slowly opened his eyes. Mattie…

Mathew stared down at him with uncertain eyes. Gott, Birdie, I'm so, so sorry… A shot of ice sped through his body, making him whimper as something touched his cut. His red eyes shot over to Ludwig, who was examining his wound. Another shot of fresh pain erupted and he whimpered again; his ears folding flat against his head. He looked back to his love, pain and sadness in his eyes.

Mat and Ludwig had managed to get him back to the truck, having put Francis into the bed and Gil in the back seat. Ludwig, when he was sure they were situated, got into the driver's seat to take off. Mat stayed in the back, looking over Gilbert to make sure he wasn't hurt anywhere else. This is really him. He thought, shaking slightly. This is the man I've known for so long...really him. He smiled despite himself, taking one of Gils paws in his hand. Ludwig looked back at them in his rear view mirror, concerned.

Alfred meanwhile had concerns of his own. He had just noticed that Francis was gone. When did he... and then it clicked. "What are you guys doing? You think you can just fool me?" He held Lovi tight in his arms and looked over to where Feli had been, to see he wasn't there. "Damn you, where is Feli!"

Antonio cocked his head to the side with as much of a smirk on his face that he could give. They're safe, so what now you bastard? The wolf let out a wolfish chuckle and jumped at him, jaws open and ready to snap.

Gilbert sighed, as Mathew took his hand…or rather, paw. That smile just lit up the Canadian's face making him ever more beautiful then he already was. He snuggled his head into Mat's lap, his ears back and eyes closed. His silver infected cut stung and his whimpered. How the fuck do we fix this?

Alfred looked around, seeing that Gilbert was gone too, along with the hunters. His head began to spin. Things were getting out of his control. He thought he could do this and in the end he couldn't. He held tight to Lovino. I need to get him somewhere safe. He needs to relax and let this get out of his system.

He glared over at Toni. As much as he didn't want too he would have to get passed him in order to leave. After a moment, he darted past and ran until he made it to the adjoining alley way. He looked back to where the wolf was and saw that he was still watching him. The vampire hurried off into the shadows, clutching Lovi as he ran. Gotta find another apartment to hide in...then look for Feli once he is safe.

Meanwhile, the hunters made it to the hotel, returned the car to its space and entered the hotel through the pool entrance, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. They took Francis up first, leaving Gilbert outside the pool door since they couldn't carry them both. "Mat, after we get them up, I will go back and look for Toni. The vampire is in the bathroom, got it?"

Antonio watched him run off, feeling rather proud that he was able to fend him off. Once he was sure that Alfred was gone, his entire body collapsed, exhausted. Dios… He looked around the destroyed street and groaned. This was going to attract a lot of attention. At least everyone's safe. We have Feli and…we're going to figure this out. Knowing that Ludwig or Mat would be out looking for him, he figured it'd be best if they found him in human form, so he willed his body to change back. It hurt…horribly.

It took every part of his conscious mind to keep from blacking out as his human form snapped back into place and his insides shifted to accommodate this new body. Covered in sweat and gasping for air, the newly turned human collapsed.

Ludwig hurried back, having helped getting the wolves to safety. He hailed a cab and after terrifying the driver with his Italian, they made it back to where the fight had taken place. It was a risk but if he was still in wolf form he could just convince the driver he was just a big German Shepard….with any luck.

"Oh, Toni there you are". Ludwig was relived to find that he had changed back.

"Does your friend need to go to the hospital?"

"Nien, he is good, now take us back to the hotel." Slung over his shoulder, he carried Toni up to his room.


Long chapter, eh? R&R. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and put this story on watch. :D