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Okay! Part II of the last chapter! The next chapter after this will hopefully be up tonight, if not tomorrow along with the first chapter of the companion series. Without further ado, please enjoy this next installment!
Austin
October 29 8:02p.m Part II
Alfred sat in the kitchen of Dominic's house, eyes red and puffy. He wiped his eyes again. Dominic watched him silently, and the blond didn't notice.
"You know," Dominic piped up, "These things happen, all the time."
"But sh-she's just a l-little girl!" Alfred screamed.
"I know... My whole entire village was killed by a werewolf raid. How do you think she feels with all her family dead? We want to train her to be with us. But, that might not happen," Dominic said.
Alfred wiped at his eyes again, "It's just not fair for her to be a vampire at the age of like eight!"
"I know," Dominic agreed. "Come on, I want to try something."
Alfred got up and followed the Portuguese boy. Dominic led him outside to see Martin instructing who was going into what car.
"What are we doing?" Alfred asked.
"Just gonna have some fun, Alfred," Dominic grinned. "We want to be ready!"
"So who are these people?" Alfred asked.
"There all like us. The three girls who attacked Martin earlier are all girls he turned back in the day. Their leader is that tall brute over there," Dominic said motioning with his hands.
"Who are the main group in this big werewolf family?" Alfred asked.
"The ones who live here. Martin, Julio, Antonio, Miguel, Vash, Roderich, and Ludwig, Eduard, Ravis, Peter, and I," Dominic said.
"What about Manuel?"
"He's a vampire but he's not one to kill a human," Dominic said. "He looks as old as Eduard who was turned during the Second World War"
"Huh, is Eduard here? He sounds cool," Alfred said.
"No, he won't be here until tomorrow," Dominic said. "If you want you can come over tomorrow."
"Maybe I will."
Dominic laughed again. Alfred chuckled.
"Ya know, you should laugh more often Dominic," Alfred suggested.
"I used to laugh all the time but I can't really do that anymore," Dominic said. "But for you, I'll try." The Portuguese male smiled and Alfred smiled back.
"Oi, lovebirds! Come on we gotta get there in time for the pits to be stocked!" Julio shouted. Dominic brought his left hand up, flipping off the Bolivian. Julio laughed and got in Martin's car.
"Come on then," Dominic called over his shoulder. Alfred followed after the Portuguese male and got in Martin's car, wondering what was about to happen.
~•~
Knitez
8:16p.m
Vash sighed and rubbed as his green eyes. He had been at work for more than seventy hours, longer than he was used too. He had nearly overdosed on alcohol and caffeine. His temples throbbed and his throat clenched with the unbearable thirst. Grabbing an empty bottle he walked to the kitchen. He filled it up and took a gulp of water. It did nothing to soothe the pain. He walked back to his room and laid on his bed. Sleep over came the Swiss man, as his greens eyes closed peacefully.
'Big brother, can you fix my dolly?" Lily asked.
A younger Vash from theVictorian erainFranceglanced down at his little sister. "Of course I can, Lily," Vash promised her.
"Thank you big brother!" She giggled handing Vash her doll and running to go draw. Vash stared after her before sighing and getting to work.
Vash woke up with beads of sweat running down the side of his face. His breath came out in ragged gasps. He stumbled out of his bed and ran to the bathroom. He fell on his knees in front of the toilet and vomited. Suddenly a hand came and rubbed circles on his back in soothing motion. He vomited again and felt a few tears prick in his eyes.
Vash turned his head to see Roderich handing him a towel. He took it with thanks and wiped at his mouth. He leaned against the Austrian, laying his face into hands. Roderich rubbed his back in soothing circles, hands occasionally straying and playing in the Swiss's yellow hair.
"Did you dream about her again?" Roderich asked after a few minutes.
"Yeah," Vash croaked. Roderich handed him a glass of water. The Swiss took it and sipped it slowly.
"Who is she? Do you know?" Roderich asked.
"No, but she knows me. And I know her," Vash said. "She called me big brother."
"What are you going to do? Is this why you haven't been sleeping for days?" Roderich questioned again.
"I don't know what I'm going to do. I just had work to do, that's all. I didn't mean to stay up for three days fucking straight," Vash growled.
"Vash, come, let's get back to bed. You especially," Roderich said. Roderich stood up and offered a hand which was taken. Vash lay on his bed, and watched as Roderich lay down beside the Swiss man.
Vash raised a hand and took off Roderich's glasses and placed them on the nightstand. Roderich reached over and flipped off the lamp. Vash closed his eyes sleepily, sleep finally overtaking him.
~•~
Mathias looked up from the book he was reading when a loud thump came from upstairs. He heard cursing in French and he chuckled. Gilbert was sipping a glass of red wine next to him, flipping through the channels on the TV.
{... And in other news, a senior from one of the local schools is missing. Her name is Elizaveta Herderavy, age eighteen. She was last seen with two friends heading to a bonfire party. Her two friends turned up dead, with Ms. Elizaveta, missing.}
Gilbert turned the channel again. This time to some child's cartoon. Mathias watched him out of the corner of his eye as Gilbert looked at the TV gravely. Matthew came down, hair in a perfect curl, amethyst eyes shining while a dark red shirt and slacks adorned his body. Gilbert smirked and Mathias just went back to his book.
The front door burst open and Feliks came tumbling in with Ludwig on his heels, almost like a dog following its master. Matthew jumped at the sound and Gilbert fell into a fit of giggles.
"Like oh my God, you wouldn't believe what I found!" Feliks screamed. Ludwig had gone and sat down next to the fireplace warming his hands.
"And what would that be?" Mathias asked.
"I totally like found a way to open the portal!"
Mathias perked up a bit at this. Gilbert snorted and muttered an 'I doubt it.' Matthew just sat down next to Ludwig with an awaiting expression.
"Care to enlighten us, Feliks?" Mathias asked.
"Yes I do! In all honesty, Ludwig really helped me, so he needs to get credit for this," Feliks said.
Gilbert wolf whistled and Ludwig flushed a bright pink. Matthew put a comforting hand on the German's shoulder.
"Anyway, like while he was over at my house since we were totally looking through my spell books, Luddy came across something interesting," Feliks explained, revealing a large leather-bound book. Its yellow pages stuck together as the Polish male opened it. "Now, it has to be done properly to be done correctly. If we want to actually win this, I need your total and complete faith and trust in me," Feliks said, voice completely serious.
"I'm in, I trust you," Gilbert said.
"Me too Feliks," Ludwig announced.
"Totally," Matthew giggled but still as serious as the others.
Everyone turned their gaze to the stare at the Dane. Mathias was staring into the fire, a thoughtful gleam in his blue eyes.
"Feliks, you will always have my upmost faith and I trust you with all my heart," Mathias said a few minutes later, the thoughtful gleam still there. "But, how can I tell if this is true?" He knew completely that it was, he just wanted to see the procedure.
Feliks gave a exasperated sigh, "Here." The blond handed over the open book and Mathias took it gladly.
He flipped through to the next spell, the yellow pages wrinkling with the oil from his fingers. The others watched him, their gaze never leaving his concentrated face. Mathias' lip curved into a smirk to rival Gilbert's as he studied the page.
"This has a side affect doesn't it?" He asked.
Feliks bit his lip then nodded solemnly. "I know you like won't take chances but, please! You have to like just try! Even if it totally doesn't work!" The blond pleaded.
Mathias closed the book. It echoed through the home and rang through everyone's eardrums. "Could we use a ghost?" He asked.
"What did the thing say?" Gilbert asked.
"We have to use like a vampire or something. I think it like said something that not many humans like believe in," Feliks said pulling some of his hair back into a makeshift ponytail. "We can try a ghost but, I don't like know if it'll like work."
"Who would be willing to help us though?" Matthew asked.
"Natalia," Ludwig answered immediately. And all the others could do was nod in agreement, leaving Matthew dumbfounded.
~•~
Austin
8:51p.m
A large bonfire sat in the middle of five tree trunks. The only sounds came from the crickets and the crackle of the fire. Alfred watched the flames dance among the smoldering pieces of wood. Julio and another girl sat together talking in Spanish. Martin and Manuel sat across from the American, Dominic, and some girl named Cathy.
"Dominic, who's your friend?" Cathy flirted, bashing her eyelashes.
"This is Alfred Jones, he's Francis' adopted kid," Dominic said.
Cathy wrinkled her nose in disgust, "And I thought it was Manuel who smelled."
"Whatever, like your words can hurt me," Alfred snorted. "'S'not Like I haven't been teased for it before."
A shocked cry of pain ran through their ears. Dominic and Manuel shot up at the same time from their seats. Manuel's nostrils had flared and Dominic's hands clenched.
"What's wrong, you guys?" Alfred asked.
"A vampire and one of us, probably Antonio, but it's hard to tell," Manuel growled, watching the woods carefully.
"It's definitely Antonio," Dominic reassured everyone. "The vampire's gone as far as I can tell."
The werewolves breathed a sigh of relief as Dominic sat back down. Manuel still stood, his hands shaking. Martin pulled him back down, cradling the Chilean's head in his chest.
"Who was the vampire? Anyone from your world?" Alfred asked after Manuel had calmed down.
"I think it was Braginski, what do you think Manny?" Dominic said, watching the Chilean.
Manuel nodded, as he threw a log into the bonfire, "Could've been his sister though, but whatever, their gone." He sniffed the air in satisfaction.
"Even the boss?" Someone else asked.
"Yeah, even Antonio's gone," Manuel muttered. "However, there are other pressing matters..."
"Right now, not everyone knows what is going to happen Sunday. I know it's a full moon but, it's a time when we have to come together as one big pack, with the vampires. Alfred, really is used to be around Braginski, so he will serve as our communicator between him - if that's okay with you, Alfred," Dominic explained.
"I'll do anything I can to help," Alfred said. "I'm the hero after all!"
Dominic smiled and continued, "But, if you choose not to help, don't come crying to Antonio when you get in trouble. You all went your separate ways after the 40s and I can't blame you. It's just fair warning to all." The werewolves nodded as Manuel got up in alarm.
"He's back."
Alfred stood up as well, saying, "Where is he?"
"Come with me."
The American followed Manuel into the woods. Martin came with them to the edge but didn't go further. Hushed whispers came from werewolves. Dominic's face held one of concern, not knowing what could happen.
A rustle in the bushes cause Manuel to pull out a switchblade. A large figure emerged from the depths of the trees and undergrowth.
"Put the knife away," Antonio growled. Manuel put it away as told and Ivan came out from behind Antonio.
"I can still smell him which means he's still here. That's good," Ivan noted.
"Who's still here?" Alfred asked.
"Someone who can be very dangerous and could kill you," Antonio said.
"You mean Ivan or Manuel right?" Alfred joked.
"No, he's worst than either of them."
Alfred lost the grin that was on his face, "You're kidding right?"
"Wish I was," Ivan said gravely. He grabbed the American and pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry that you're in the middle of this." Alfred hugged him back, a few tears escaped his eyes and left tear stains on the Russian's jacket. Manuel coughed into his fist and Alfred shot back behind the Chilean.
"Right so, we should be getting back," Alfred said, mainly to Manuel.
"Yeah we should," Manuel agreed. "Care to come with us? Maybe we can help?"
Antonio and Ivan followed the two back to the bonfire. Dominic had brought out what looked like beer, marshmallows, chocolate, and crackers. Everyone was laughing at Martin who was acting like a vampire.
Manuel then screamed, "Martin! What the fucking hell are you doing?"
Martin looked up from the girl's neck he was nibbling on playfully. Dominic burst out laughing at the look of shock on the Argentinean's face.
"Manny, it's not what it looks like!" Martin said.
"Really? 'Cause that's what you said last time!" By this time, everyone had gone completely quiet and was watching the shouting couple.
"Manuel, come on we were just screwing around!" He tried again.
Manuel reached for his ring finger on his left and pulled something off it, tossing it into the dirt. "Just keep away from me, Martin!" And the burnet ran off into the woods.
"Jose!" Martin called out before slumping into the dirt.
"You idiot, go get him before you lose him again," Alfred smirked. Martin looked up at him, eyes had filled with tears. He nodded and got up quickly picking up the silver band and running into the forest.
"I know you guys won't want to walk in the woods back to the house so here are my car keys - don't lose them," Dominic said, tossing the keys over to Alfred. "Just follow the dirt road, m'kay?"
~•~
The car hadn't even stopped when Ivan got out. Alfred turned off the car and followed him, taking the keys as well. Antonio followed more slowly, after making sure the car was locked.
Ivan burst through the door and practically tore through the house to the basement. Alfred ran behind him, not knowing if it was okay for Ivan to be down there. Antonio ran next to him, his chocolate curls bouncing in time with his steps.
A scream and then a deep laugh. Alfred and Antonio picked up the speed, sprinting as fast as they possibly could. Alfred speed through the door of the basement, skidding to a stop on the cement floor with Antonio crashing into him seconds later, they lay on the floor watching.
Ivan held Constance by her neck, a positively evilly wicked grin on his face. Constance had a sneer on her face as she gripped Ivan's wrist roughly.
"I know you're in there Winter, show yourself!" Ivan growled, raising his free hand.
Alfred watched in slight amazement and confusion as Connie changed into a seventeen year old boy. Ivan dropped him and the boy rubbed his neck.
"Never expected you to make friends with another human after what you did, and a werewolf also," The boy snickered.
"Shut up Winter," Ivan snarled.
"Wait, that's the great general you told me about? He's a freaking seventeen year old!" Antonio exclaimed exasperatedly.
"It is winter, he's just hiding. What brings you here master?" Ivan reassured Antonio.
"What? I can't come see my favorite student? Jesus, when did you get to be so uptight?"
"Why did you leave me?"
"I had my reasons, mainly because North Pole is a bitch," Winter said, nodding to himself.
"I already knew that. Everyone thought you had been killed," Ivan sighed.
"Ivan, I can't be killed that easily. Many have tried, and many have failed," Winter said. "Alfred! Nice to see you again kiddo! Having fun with the wolves?"
Alfred gulped then nodded, "Uh yeah I guess."
"Good. Now I need to speak with Mathias so if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave," Winter explained, getting up from his place on the ground.
"Mathias isn't here," Antonio yelped as he tripped over his feet and fell onto his bottom.
"He's in Knitez, before you even ask."
Winter pursed his lips then shrugged, "Whatever, I'm going anyway. See ya around kid." Winter saluted them and disappeared in a whirl of wind and clouds.
Ivan growled and kicked the nearest thing next to him which happened to be a bucket. Alfred yelled in shock as it bounced off the wall and came in his direction. Antonio sat on the floor with a pout.
"You want some coffee Alfred?" Antonio offered as they climbed back up the stairs.
"No thanks, I better be getting back to papa now but thanks for the offer," Alfred said.
Antonio nodded and walked with him back to Dominic's car. They got in and drove back to the American's house with Antonio taking the driver's seat when Alfred got out.
"I'll see you Sunday, okay?" Antonio said.
"Yeah see you then." Alfred jogged up the stairs to the front door, waving to the Spaniard as he drove away before entering the house. He sighed and flopped onto the couch, turning on the TV and falling asleep.
Well I should be getting back to work on the next chapter and my job! My school's yearbook isn't going to finish itself xD. Bye-bye and please review!