(A/n: Ms. Rain here with chapter eight also blood will be mentioned a lot in this chapter. Please enjoy)

Chapter 8: Vampire Attack

Helicopters appear flying towards the walls of Lakewood. The U.S Demon Army soldiers that are standing on top of the walls are using their Enchanted gear bow and arrows to shoot them down. They manage to hit a few of them, but the commander orders them to prepare for a second wave, also stating that an aircraft has already entered the southwest area, and if they let the vampires through they are done for.

"You damn vampires better not take us lightly!" The commander shouts at the helicopters. They shoot down a few more helicopters, but his eyes suddenly widen when he sees a cargo plane.

Not good.

Loud laughter is suddenly heard from inside the cargo plane. "Oh really?!" The vampire taunts. "Just because you humans manage to shoot down, what five helicopters you think your're tough shit now?!" He laughs again.

"Clyde you need to chill out," a voice scolds from beside him. "I mean I'm just as excited as you are, but I don't think it's a good idea to piss them off any further."

Clyde rolls his eyes as he dismisses his companion's light chiding with a wave of his hand. "Tweeky, you need to liven up a little. When the hell's the last time we've ever gotten in on some kickass action?"

Tweek looks behind them briefly at the many explosives packed within the plane. "Whatever, just stick to the plan." The brunette's smile widens, he didn't need to be reminded. He flies the plane straight into one of the walls, and it causes a big explosion.

The duo jump from the aircraft unharmed. "Duuude that was sooo awesoome!" Clyde beams like a little kid as they walk away from the falling and flaming debris. "That right there, was done with pure skill."

Tweek rolls his eyes. "Since when does flying a plane into a wall count as skill?" The crazy haired blonde deadpans. Clyde playfully punches him in the arm.

Behind them, numerous vampires step out from the wreckage and follow the two in front of them to their next destination.

Meanwhile with Kyle's group, they are in a building inside Lakewood and they hear an announcement about the vampire attack from the speakers somewhere around the city. They order for the soldiers to evacuate the civilians, and the soldiers immediately go do their assignment.

The five teens witness a missile crashing into a building, then a pair of helicopters appear. One of the helicopters fire a missile at the walkway the soldiers are standing on, but they react in time to jump to the ground below. Sadly the other soldiers were not so fortunate.

Butters sees a group of soldiers fire their Cursed gear arrows at the aircraft's. "Do they have the same Cursed gear as me?" He asks Kyle pointing at their weapons. Their gear looks the same, and he doesn't see any differences in them appearance wise.

Kyle looks at the weapons, then shakes his head. "Nah, those are downgraded versions called Enchanted gear, they're simplified models of Cursed gear. Enchanted gears are basically for the lesser soldiers, and are bit less powerful than a Cursed gear." Butters nods his head in understanding. Stan gets their attention by shouting about an incoming helicopter. Said helicopter shoots rapid bullets at them, and they take cover behind a wall. After some seconds of them shooting, they stop as about a dozen of vampires jump out from the helicopter.

A human soldier gives his platoon the command to fight, and they jump out from behind their defense. Kyle's group joins them thus the scuffle between the humans and vampires begin.

Kyle protects Butters as he shoots down the remaining helicopters along with a few other soldiers while the others make sure no vampires attack them as they deal with the helicopters.

The fighting lasts for a good thirty-five minutes, and the humans are victorious but not without some casualties though thankfully there weren't any fatalities. They sadly don't have enough time to celebrate for that wasn't all of them. A brown haired male walks up to Kyle's squad to give him his thanks.

The tall brunette wearing circular glasses that faintly shows his brown eyes is wearing the standard USDA uniform consisting of a long black jacket with light-green details including his shoulder epaulettes. Two rows of gold buttons are in the front along with straps crossing over his chest forming an "x." White gloves are on his hands, a white web belt with a gold waist-plate is around his waist, and a USDA cap that also has light-green details that are divided in the middle reaches down to his legs. He's also wearing the uniform trousers with black boots which go over the trouser's leggings.

He is the Corporal of Lakewood's Security Unit's Third Platoon, Tony Applewood. He gives the young teens a warm welcoming eye smile. "Thanks for lendin' us hand, we really needed it. I take it you five are the Vampire Extermination Unit?"

"Yep," Kyle nods. "We're part of the Moon Demon Company." He's seen Corporal Applewood a few times before, but that was when he was just in his early teens.

Tony's smile broadens a bit. "Looks like I was lucky today. Alright let's take a quick breather." He turns to look at a pair of soldiers, and orders them to get "something" ready. Stan was about to ask what that something is, but Kyle shakes his head signaling him to keep his mouth shut. The soldiers nod and leave to do their given task, then the man turns his attention back to the teens. "Sorry I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Corporal Tony Applewood. I know Kyle here knows me, but we've only met like two or three times in the past. Anyway a car will be here shortly, and from here we will head to the campsite."

Once the teens nod their head, Tony walks away to order the rest of his soldiers to get the injured to base while the teens talk among themselves as they wait.

*At the campsite five minutes later*

"The vampires got through the west defensive barrier. We have a counter-attack squad holding them back, but I think they won't be able to last much longer," Tony informs grimly as they walk. The group of six stop in front of a medical tent, inside they see the numerous injured soldiers. Some's injuries aren't that serious while others are either unconscious or badly wounded. The nurses and a few uninjured soldiers are doing all they can to help the badly injured, and are very grateful that not many were seriously hurt.

"Looks like our strategical situation is worse than I thought," Kyle says with a frown, the others mimicking him. He should've expected as such seeing as how the vampires managed to easily break down one of their barriers, but it's still a bit too early into the battle for such to be happening. His frown deepens at the enemies quick takeover, he hopes the counter-attack squad can hold them off a bit longer.

Tony senses the redhead's disappointment, and places a hand on his shoulder. "I want all of you to head west and assist them," he orders with a small smile. "I trust you all can give them the much needed hand, you proved that to me not too long ago." Kyle's squad nod with a relieved smile.

A moment later, the pair of soldiers from earlier return and state that the "something" is ready. Tony tells them that he will take Kyle's squad to the west, and for them to take care of the defensive line. The duo incline and goes to do as told while Tony escorts Kyle and the others to a cargo truck. From there they drive off.

Elsewhere, a scowling Christophe overlooks the battlefield from his position on top of the roof of a tall building. "Tch, zhese damn bloodsuckers are such a pain in zhe ass. Zhey're proving to be more difficult zhen I zhought ever since zhey managed to get through our west defensive barrier," he thinks irritably. He pulls out a scope from his back pocket, and looks for the enemy commander, spotting Gregory with a blonde haired teen on top of a building far from him almost instantly.

Gregory unexpectedly looks in his direction then smirks, starling the brunette. To sense him from this far away...

"Mole, now is not the time to be taking it easy," a female voice scolds him from behind. He turns around to see Nichole glaring at him with her arms crossed.

"I'm not taking it easy so before you jump to conclusions, look before you speak," he snaps back turning his attention back down to the battlefield. "Anyway, I'm up 'ere trying to find zheir bastard of a commander, and I found 'im at the defensive line."

Nichole gives him a hard glare for his attitude, but suddenly feels a presence behind her. She freezes up then carefully turns her head slightly to the side, seeing a smirking hooded vampire behind her. She grits her teeth nervously, the vampire is too close to her so she can't draw out her weapon.

"Hold on Nichole, I gotcha!" A woman's voice calls out. As soon as she said that, a fist meets the vampire's left cheek. He turns to dust after that one strike, and the female winks at Nichole who rolls her eyes but thanks her nonetheless.

"About damn time you showed up. If Nichole 'ad of been killed, zhat would 'ave been on you Red," Christophe berates with his eyes still upfront.

The knee-length red haired (That's tied into a ponytail) female with periwinkle purple eyes named Red Kirby growls through angrily gritted teeth. "Look here asshole, just be glad I made it here anyway since you called me in at the last freakin' second, and also you could've stepped in and saved Nichole at any freakin' time so if she would've died, that would've been on you!" She ends panting. Nichole pats her back for her to calm down. Shortly after, a dark skinned male along with a dark haired female joins them.

Red is wearing a long-sleeved black tailcoat with red details including her shoulder epaulettes. Her right side has a fourragere connecting to the lapel of the coat, and two rows of gold buttons on the front. Along with her uniform, she's wearing a pair of white gloves that are covered under a pair of black gauntlets, an armband on her left arm, and a red web belt with a gold waist-plate. Instead of the standard female skirt, she is wearing trousers with a pair of black shoes. In the middle of each of her gauntlets are glowing green orbs. These are her Cursed gear.

The dark skinned male with navy blue eyes and flat black hair's uniform consists of a long-sleeved black coat with lavender colored details including the shoulder epaulettes which has a brown Sam Browne belt passing diagonally over his right shoulder along with straps crossing under his waist to form an "x." Two rows of gold buttons on the front are unbuttoned at the top, and he has his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Accompanying his uniform, he's wearing a cape with the inner lining purple, a pair of white gloves, and a lavender web belt with a gold waist-plate. He's also wearing the uniform's trousers with black boots that go over said trousers' leggings.

Christophe ignores Red as he turns to the four whilst stepping down from the ledge. "Now zhat everyone's 'ere, I can tell you all zhat zhe bastard vampire commander is at zhe MLK and Pine Street Intersection."

"Mind if I ask why you always call the vampires bastards?" The black haired female questions. "I mean I understand that they are, but-"

"Non, stop," the Frenchman cuts her off. "Tammy, now is not zhe time to be asking such a stupid question, comprendre? Now let's 'urry up, and take zhat 'bastard' down." He jokingly emphasizes the word bastard just to annoy the noriette, and needless to say it worked. She hates when people make fun of her, and only Christophe does that.

Asshole.

"Seems like someone's watching us," Gregory mentions to Kenny whom is paying him no mind. He's instead looking at the vampires drinking the blood of the human soldiers down below. He also feels nostalgic now that he is back in Colorado, and he hopes to see Stan soon so he can free him from the Army's clutches. He knows what those bastards are doing, and Stan deserves to know. He will tell him once he sees him...if he sees him that is.

Gregory notices that the young blonde is looking at the vampires below. "It would be best for you to drink while you can," he advises. "You're going to need all the energy you can get while we're here at war. Also this is a great opportunity to drink directly from a human since we can't in Magnesium." Drinking directly from a human is outlawed in Magnesium so they have to settle for drinking from the livestock's "donations."

"You broke that law by drinking my blood you know?" Kenny states dryly still looking ahead.

"Yes that's true," Gregory chuckles. "But you forget that you came to me asking to drink your blood, and who was I to decline? That was pretty much a golden opportunity, and speaking of opportunities." He leans over to Kenny with a smirk. "Remember when you stole my gun and map, my dear Kenneth? That sure was a 'golden opportunity' wasn't it? It would've been if it hadn't of backfired." He chuckles again making Kenny ball his hands into fist at his sides.

Why is he bringing this up now out of all times?

Kenny keeps his poker face, he will not allow the noble any satisfaction. "I didn't realize I was playing into your sick hands," he admits. "I was only focused on getting my family out of that hell hole. You killed them just for your so-called entertainment." He remembers seeing the man's twisted smile while he was slaughtering his family one by one, enjoying the way the blood splashed onto his face and clothes. It was as if he was waiting for such an opportunity to happen, and Kenny sadly gave it to him which costed him and his family their lives.

Gregory pulls back with the cross of his arms. "That's all in the past now, are you still bothered by it?"

Kenny loses his stoic look, and glares at him. He jumps down from the building they're on and walks away. "No, I'm only angry at myself for letting something like that happen." Everyday he thinks about the tragic event, and everyday he hates himself for it. Ruby, Ike, Pip, Heidi, Shelly, and Karen...those poor children didn't deserve such a fate. He apologizes to them every night before he falls into a restless slumber. He's surprised he doesn't have bags underneath his eyes with the great amount of sleep he lacks, his nightmares always reminding him of his grave mistake.

The vampire noble watches the blonde walk away with a small smirk. "Are you going to protect your last family member, Stanley Springs?" He calls out. "If so, you'd best drink some blood since you know what will happen to a vampire who doesn't drink enough or in your case, any." Kenny continues to walk away without replying back. Gregory can't help but suddenly recall that said blonde has been in deep thought as of late. He's pretty sure that it has something to do with his only surviving family member Stanley, and he can't wait to see what unfolds when the two meet. He knows that Kenny doesn't see him as a brother anymore so what will he do when he sees is long lost brother Gregory wonders.

The platinum haired blonde can't contain an amused chuckle at the thought, he hopes that the interaction between the two doesn't fail to meet his expectations.

After Gregory's statement, Kenny reluctantly recalls when he first dealt with the aftereffects of being a vampire four years ago.

*Four years ago in Magnesium: Wendy's throne room*

Kenny was hunched over on the floor in front of Wendy's hot pink throne shivering in pain and thirst. The wounds he received from Gregory long healed after he drank the vampiress' blood a few hours earlier so that wasn't the cause of his pain. Wendy's throne room was a mixture of purple and silver, her throne being the only color out of place. About two or three chandeliers hang from above, but the one above her was the only one on. Her carpet was purple with silver edges, there wasn't much else in the room. Just Wendy's throne, chandeliers, the woman herself, and Kenny.

The silence was broken by Wendy snapping her fingers, a black-robed vampire entered the room with an unconscious livestock in hand. He placed the child in front of Kenny, then the vampire disappeared.

"Drink this child's blood Kenneth," she ordered calmly. "It will end your pain and suffering if you do."

Struggling to raise his head, Kenny looked at the little boy with tightly gritted teeth. The thirst for human blood was strong the moment the child was brought in, but he won't give in. He couldn't no matter how much he greatly craved for the delicious red fluid that was flowing through this boy's veins...

The former vampire queen sensed Kenny's hesitation, causing her to smirk. "Go ahead," she encouraged. "Drink so you can become a true vampire with immortality and strength beyond that of an ordinary human." Most people wouldn't like the idea of immortality, the thought of living longer than anyone else had it's downfalls, but that was the only disadvantage in Wendy's opinion. The advantage was that you get to witness the change in the world, both the good and bad. Having unimaginable strength on the other hand, depended on how one used their power.

"N-no way," Kenny declined. "I don't w-wanna become a t-true vampire. H-hell I don't wanna be a vampire to begin with." He was supposed to die along with the rest of his family. He's supposed to be dead right now.

Wendy giggled. "There's no use trying to act tough Kenneth. I can see the conflict going on in your eyes, you're greatly craving this child's blood. Follow your desire. Drink. You know you want to."

Kenny weakly glared at her. "I'd rather die than become a monster."

She sighed then frowned at the child's stubbornness. "Sorry to say this, but you're already a monster. You can't die normally since I've changed you." The only way to kill a vampire was through a weapon known as the Cursed gear, but she would tell the young boy about them at a later time. Once he's a bit older. "If you don't drink any blood, then you will become an ugly demon without any will," she warned as she stood on her feet. "You will just be a mindless monster, and you don't want that to happen to you do you Kenneth?"

Vampires who don't drink blood within a certain time limit would indeed become a monster. Some could go without blood for five days, but the actual limit was ten. Ten days at most. And when those days were over, the thirst for blood becomes too strong and a bloodthirsty monster was born.

"I-I don't care. I'm s-still not doing it..." Kenny said breathlessly, clutching his stomach. The craving for this child's blood felt like it was burning his insides, immensely wanting the red fluid inside of him. To be honest, Kenny didn't know how much longer he could hold out against such a yearning. He was turned not too long ago so the wanting for blood would overpower him soon.

Wendy wandered over to him, cutting her left wrist as she did so. The smell of her blood struck Kenny really hard, but he still fought against the scent. He gripped his stomach tighter as he bit down on his bottom lip.

"How about I give you my blood instead?" She offered now standing in front of the struggling blonde. She couldn't help but smirk again at the turmoil happening within him. He's almost reaching his limit.

The aroma of her blood was overpowering now that she was near, but Kenny bit even harder on his bottom lip drawing his own blood to keep from succumbing. Wendy placed her bleeding wrist in his face, only for him to quickly look away with his eyes shut tight. Her smirk grew a little bigger at the cute action, but instead of pressuring the boy into drinking, she pulled back and walked away. While walking back to her throne, blood droplets splattered onto the carpet with each step she took.

Kenny's body went rigid. "No..don't you dare give in..Stay strong goddamn it! No matter how good it smells, do not give in!" He berated himself. She was doing this on purpose, she's teasing him now.

Another drop of blood landed onto the carpet...that's when he lost it. He crawled over to Wendy, grabbed her bleeding wrist, then sunk his teeth into her flesh as he internally scolded himself. Wendy smiled sweetly at him, she sat on the steps while she patted his blonde head.

Kenny then started to cry. "...I'm so pathetic..."

"It's okay Kenneth," Wendy cooed, still petting his head. "Being a vampire won't be so bad. As long as you stay with me. I'll make sure of it."

"Stan...I'm sorry."

*End of Flashback*

A deep frown forms on Kenny's lips. He stops walking to take out a vile containing Wendy's blood to drink. After he's done, he looks up at the now grey sky. After a few moments of staring, he looks down at the remaining vile's he has left in his pouch, noting that he has a ten day supply.

"I have to find Stan within those ten days."

It begins to rain as he proceeds walking with no destination set in mind.

Meanwhile with Kyle's squad, said team is still riding in the cargo truck. Kyle and Bebe are sat on one side, Stan, Craig, and Butters are sat on the other. Tony tells them that they will arrive at their destination in fifteen minutes.

Kyle suddenly decides to let the three boys in on how to improve themselves, he clears his throat for their attention. "I'm gonna let you three in on something, and think of this as your first actual training session."

Stan, Craig, and Butters stare at him in confusion.

Kyle pulls out a case containing three lavender colored pills from his pocket, he holds it out for the trio to see. "The reason I'm bringing this up is because this battle is serious, and you three are too weak to be useful on the front lines. So to help improve yourselves, I'm gonna introduce you guys to "doping."

"Doping? We're gonna do drugs?!" Stan asks incredulously before Kyle could explain. How the hell is taking drugs going to help anything really, and since when does taking drugs count as training?

Butters' eyes widen in disbelief. "D-drugs?! I-I'm not into that kinda thing!"

Kyle glares at them then looks to Craig, who takes the hint. He smacks the ignorant noriette upside the head. He looks at Butters who shields head with his hands, not wanting to get hit also so he just flicks his arm. The redhead nods his thanks. "As I was saying, doping is what we call it when we want to increase our synchronization with our demons. Taking one of these pills will increase one's strength by a half, taking two will double it, but taking all three is risky. It'll rupture your internal organs so it's best to not even try taking all of these."

"Yeah," Bebe nods in agreement. "But just by taking two will cause severe damage, and for your body to go into shock. You can also die from said shock so it's best to not take two either."

Kyle digs into his other pocket for three more cases, and passes each one to the three boys. "Each pill lasts up to fifteen minutes, but takes effect after ten seconds," he informs as he sits back. "If we were to have taken these when we fought that vampire noble earlier, he would've killed us before the pills took effect."

"Well then is there any other way for us to use our Cursed gear without all this Bs?" Stan questions, frowning at his case.

"There's always studying and training," Kyle shrugs. "Ever thought of givin' those a shot?" He deadpans.

Stan huffs as he stuffs the case into his pocket. "Training yeah, but bump studying." Ain't nobody got time for that.

Kyle rolls his eyes. "You don't have time for neither of them so focus on the war at hand," Bebe says sounding a little grumpy while she crosses her arms, sitting back with her eyes closed.

"Why the hell are you so uptight about this?" Craig asks with his eyes narrowed. "I mean yeah this is a war and it's important, but you don't have to keep reminding us over and over again." It wasn't that long ago when the blonde female had kept reminding them about the war whenever they wanted to lighten up the mood. During their ride to the west barrier, Bebe had been frowning and seemed to be in deep thought about something. Just because she's sad or whatever doesn't mean she can damper everyone else's mood.

Said girl opens one eye and is about to say something when a missile suddenly impacts the ground in front of them. Startled greatly, Tony loses control over the vehicle and it to flips over.

The teens escape the overturned truck with some scratches here and there, spotting a helicopter above them ready to fire at them once again. The helicopter starts shooting at them, they dodge the torrent of bullets then duck behind a broken wall of a building. Stan then notices that Tony is unconscious and is trapped inside of the truck, he rushes to his rescue with Kyle following after him.

They try to free Tony while Craig and Bebe protects them, Butters takes this opportunity to shoot down the helicopter. Stan and Kyle manage to free Tony, the helicopter shoots three more missiles before it is destroyed.

Those three missiles destroy the ground beneath Stan and Kyle causing them to fall into the sewer.

Stan wakes up with a pained groan a minute or two later, sitting up while gently touching his back. He winces then looks around at his surroundings: the rain is pouring down into the sewers, and he spots Kyle and Tony not far from him both still unconscious. He slowly stands up while he lightly keeps his hand on his injured back, he walks to the unconscious duo to wake Kyle up. He gently shakes his shoulder, and he stirs with groan as he gradually opens his eyes.

Kyle sits up rubbing his head. "D-dude we gotta get him outta here," Stan tells him through gritted teeth. Stan winces in pain once more and he rubs his back. He's so lucky to have landed on his already injured back. So very lucky...

"And you too," Kyle says giving him a worried look. "There should be a temporary base around here above ground so you guys can get treated." He stands up gently placing Tony's arm over his shoulder.

"N-nah I'm fine. A minor back problem won't hold me back," Stan reassures as he gives Kyle a weak thumbs up. Said teen was about to disagree, but before he could, they hear a muffled voice from on the other side. They turn to their left seeing a wall of rubble, they hear the voice again.

"Oi! You guys okay?!" It's Craig!

Kyle shouts back that they are. "That's good, I'm with Butters and Bebe. What're we gonna do now?"

"You three go ahead," Kyle tells them. "We'll meet you all at the defense line once Tony and Stan here get taken to and treated at a medical tent."

Craig shouts back an "Okay!" but Butters wanted to object. He places a hand on the blonde's shoulder as he shakes his head. "Don't worry about those two, they'll manage even if Springs is hurt. C'mon, let's get the hell outta here." He keeps his hand on Butters' shoulder, and Butters can't help but blush faintly at the contact. Bebe takes notice, and she gives them a small smile while they look for a way out.

Above ground, Kenny sees an explosion a few feet away from him. A vampire's arm flies out, and turns to ash while in the air. He glares ahead at the figure standing in the smoke, and the rain begins to pour down harder. The figure steps out of the smoke, and smirks at the scowling blonde.

"Let's 'ave a little fun, shall we?" He charges at Kenny as said teen draws his weapon.

(A/n: I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be up soon)