A/N: So this is probably not too graphic because I don't know how to write violence but it is tagged as "graphic depictions of violence" on AO3 and has a M rating for this chapter just to be on the safe side. Anyways. . . enjoy the update
Both sides ran after each other and mixed in a chaos. Keeping their word to the master, the northern clan took to beating but not killing.
One vampire had grabbed the back of the head of a southern clan member. He pounded her face against the wall. She screamed and cried at the repetitive blows. Her face dripped with blood and she was unconscious, but not dead as he forced to the ground. With a kick to her side, he ran to the next one.
Victor punched the vampires circled around him and eyed the clan leader with the red eyes, he barely focused on his attacks but he was sure that each vampire was on the floor after one blow.
A female vampire's long fingernails clawed at the legs of another. He kicked her face to push her off of him but she clung to his leg like a lifeline. Another vampire tackled her and she yelled as one punch after another bruised up her face.
The leader looked very uninterested with the fight as he circled around the foyer, looking as if he was sniffing out something. . . or someone. He hardly fought anyone, one look into his eyes and the others had backed away from him. Victor began keeping a safe distance from the other clan leader, head-butted one vampire who tried to attack from the side, kicked the groins of another vampire who ran in front of him, causing him to fall to his knees.
Phichit blew past Victor riding the back of a rival trying to choke him and throwing punches across all of the body he could reach in his position. Another vampire from the southern clan noticed and threw Phichit off his ride. Phichit landed with a thud on his left arm.
Most of the vampires had gotten past the front and separated themselves between the east and west wings. Victor broke some of the space between him and the rival leader. He seemed to have never noticed Victor behind him as he ascended the stairs and rounded the corner into the East Wing.
A vampire had pounced on Victor's back which caused him to lose his balance and fall to the floor. He struggled underneath the rival and was able to push her off of him. "I don't typically hurt a girl but. . ." Victor gave three sharp kicks to her side and stomped on her for good measure before chasing after the leader.
Yuuri could hear almost everything that happened on the floors below him. Their arrival was sooner than anticipated and he worried over the wellbeing of the northern clan. He silently pleaded that his friends were alright. And Victor too.
He started on the couch, bouncing his leg with anxiety then he moved to pacing around the room. Typically he couldn't move in times like this but his built up worry had to be released somehow, and movement was the only thing to let it all out.
A blood-curdling cry for help caused Yuuri to stop mid-pace and for about a minute he stood still in shock. He wasn't sure if he was even breathing. A similar screamed caused him to startle back and he ran to hide under the covers of his bed.
He laid there trembling. The tears started to come, and they leaked from his eyes like a tap that was slightly left on. Yuuri clenched at the blankets covering his body as the tears dripped onto the sheets below them.
"No. . ." he sobbed in a low murmur. "It can't end like this. Not with everything I've been through."
Victor was able to catch back up with the leader who had got distracted by the vampires blocking the path he was trying to take. With one quick punch they were out of his way.
One stubborn member of the northern clan couldn't be punched out of the leader's way. The leader picked him up by his collar and growled. "I know you're hiding one. Where is it?!" he spat.
The leader had used an it as the pronoun for the human in the castle, Yuuri.
"Ngh. . . I don't know what you're talking about." the vampire being held forced out.
The leader gave him an evil smirk. "Of course you do. Tell me. . . WHERE IS THE HUMAN! I CAN SMELL IT IN HERE SOMEWHERE!"
"HE'S SOMEWHERE SAFE!" Victor had yelled at him. The leader lowered the cowering vampire in his grasp and turned to look at who had just said that.
He was approaching Victor at a speed that gave him little time to process his next move. "YOU!" he had lifted Victor up the same way he did the last vampire. "The master of this pathetic clan. I know you, and I will not rest until this clan has been abolished!" his mouth opened to reveal his pointed fangs. "If you tell me where the precious human is I promise you won't die this time-" he looked away from Victor and sniffed the air. A small smile grew across his face. He turned back to Victor. "A mortal's tears are the strongest scent. And the mortal is crying." the leader threw Victor to the ground and took off towards the entrance of the North Wing.
Victor got to his feet and steadied his balance before running after the southern clan leader. He breezed past Yuri who noticed him right away. "MASTER!" he dropped the vampire he was currently beating on, gave one final kick to his head and followed behind the master.
Yuuri sniffled and got out of the bed. He heard a thud from down the hallway, gasped, and slipped into the corner of the room. Yuuri pulled his legs up to his chest and hid his face in them. "Help me. . . help me. . . someone please help me. . ."
There was no way anyone could hear his plea from how quietly he spoke it. Another wave of tears hit Yuuri and a small scream escaped his lips as he covered the top of his head with his hands.
The leader had found the entrance to the North Wing. He began pounding and kicking at the doors, trying to force them open. Victor had caught up to him and wrapped his hands around the leader's neck. He choked as his hands went up to grasp Victor's he shoved Victor off of him and with one final blow to the doors, they busted open.
He sprinted down the corner with Victor still following. Every step Yuuri heard closer to him, the more he shivered. "I'm not ready to die." he sobbed. "I'M NOT READY!"
The door to the master suite was kicked open. Yuuri instinctively stood up. He and the vampire with the red eyes stared at each for a brief second. "There you are." the leader ran after Yuuri and went in for the attack. Yuuri shielded his face and screamed. So this was it, then?
As if in slow motion, Victor jumped in front Yuuri, the leader's fangs dug into the skin of Victor's neck, and the master collapsed on the floor.
"VICTOR!" Yuuri yelled and fell to his knees to be at the side of the vampire. The southern clan leader wiped his mouth with a chuckle. "That was good, but now it's time for some seconds."
E/N: If you're on AO3 then you can tell that the story is coming to a close. It's been a fun journey. We're at 11/13 chapters completed and posted (wow). I want to get the audience involved. It'd be so neat to see some art of my fic :) I've wanted a cover for this fic on Wattpad and Fanfiction so if I have any artists reading it'd be so cool if you'd make one for me to use. I would love it to the ends of the Earth. You can submit the photo to me on my tumblr: i-craft-ladders, twitter: i_craft_ladders, tag it #yoibloodlust or send me a link of the photo on tumblr, twitter, wattpad, fanfiction, or ao3. You can upload your photos and get a direct link on postimage.