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A while after Toris ran away, the two girls decided to visit.

Ding dong~

Ivan answered the door, much to the surprise of the girls.

"Amara, right? General Winter? What are you doing here?" Ivan asked just as surprised.

"We came to visit you and Master Raivis!" Amara said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Well, you should actually go back home. It isn't a good time for you to be here as company. Toris decided to run away, taking the sunscreen with him." Ivan said, irritated.

Elzbieta smirked and pinched his cheek saying, "Aww, is the little vampire unable to go into the sun to get his slave back~?" Ivan scowled, attempting to get out of her grip. That only gained frostbite on his face and Amara snickered.

Ivan glared Amara's way and poked her forehead.

"She has sunscreen, da?" Ivan asked. Amara scowled at Ivan before shoving her hands in her coat pockets.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Amara hissed. Due to Amara's short height, Ivan lowered himself to her eye level and stared into her eyes for a period of time.

Gradually, Amara's eyes softened and she handed the bottle to Ivan.

"Thank you, comrade." Ivan smiled, taking the bottle.

"It's still mine, you bastard!" Amara growled. "I want that back when you're done with it." Ivan just smiled in her direction, ticking her off even more.

Elzbieta just watched the scene, enjoying every second of it.

Both girls then slipped by Ivan and into the house.

"I wish we were like the vampires in the story books where you had to be asked to be able to enter the house." Ivan mumbled, shaking his head.

"I'm only half-vampire, idiot." Amara panned.

All of a sudden, a sound of shattering glass could be heard. Ivan sighed and threw the bottle of sunscreen at the person behind them, seeing as he didn't need the sunscreen at this point. He had already put it on.

The bottle had hit Raivis in the head.

Who looked very shocked at the sight of the two cats.

"Master Raivis!" Amara beamed, bouncing over to him. "We came to visit like we said we would!" She smiled brightly.

Raivis just stood there in shock for a few more seconds before actually responding.

"O-oh! Amara, hello!" He smiled a bit at her before realizing he was hit with a bottle. "Wait, why did you hit me with this?" He asked Ivan.

But Ivan didn't bother to answer his question and decided to leave the house in search of Toris.

Eduard peeked his head around the corner.

"Did I hear a crash? I-"

"Everyone heard the crash, Eddy. Damn, you fucking stupid or what?" Gilbert laughed as Eduard glared at him.

"Oo! More vampires!" Amara noted, eyes wide with curiosity.

"Yes, this is a house filled with...vampires." Elzbieta noted, sounding somewhat disgusted.

"Hey what up bros?" The American man came out, Elzbieta glared sharply.

"Who the hell are you- you smell like a dog."

"Why thank you very much. It's very hard to capture the musky smell of dog and I am proud to obtain it." Alfred flipped up his collar.

"Elzbieta~! He smells nothing like Tobias!" Amara pointed at Alfred.

"That's because he isn't a dog demon like Tobias. He's a werewolf. " Elzbieta stated. "And it's rude to point."

Shock crossed Alfred's face. "How did you know that?" Amara scoffed.

"If you're a werewolf, then your nose should be as great as a demon's." Amara narrowed her eyes at him. "We're cat demons. Well...I'm half one. The other half of me is vampire!" Amara grinned, showing her fangs.

"Oh great, more vampires." Albert groaned.

Well, at that point, Gilbert decided to go off on how awesome he was, and Eduard definitely did not agree. Eduard began yelling and accidently hit Raivis in the face, who started yelling at Eduard, not giving him a chance to apologize. Alfred tried to calm them down, but it wasn't long before he started yelling too. Arthur was nowhere in sight and Elzbieta and Amara had some 'What the fuck' faces going on.

"If he doesn't want to be found... please leave him be..." A quiet voice said. Elzbieta caught the voice, while Amara was too distracted by the fight.

"M-master Raivis! Please be careful!" Amara cried.

"Arlovskaya. Why? Do you suddenly care for someone?" Elzbieta mocked, but then looked down, seeing the redness in Natalia's face.

"I will make sure your wishes go forth. Come, Amara. We are leaving~" Elzbieta dropped her suitcase on the ground, and left from the front door.

"We are? But we just got here!" Amara complained, but followed the girl out anyways. "Why are we leaving?"

"We must find Toris before the dumbas-uh, I mean Ivan finds him...who knows what he would do to the kid."

"Kid? He's older than you!" Amara exclaimed.

"I'm older than Ivan...who is almost three thousand... " Elzbieta chuckled nervously.

"Huh..." Amara fell silent after that.


Toris ran, he couldn't take the abuse any longer. He was pampered his whole childhood, being forced to work and getting beaten for...really just being a man, was just too much! He just had to run away, and he knew the consequence for doing that would be dire. B-but he took the sunscreen, so Ivan wouldn't be able to go after him until night.

Toris was in the forest, but he was dreadfully lost. Unlike when Eduard and Raivis ran, they had no one to turn to. Toris had Feliks, but these woods confused him. He might not make it out before nightfall...

"Are you lost hunny?" Toris turned around at the female voice, but saw nothing.

"Hush, darling." A man's voice said. "Are you trying to find something?"

"Who's out there?" Toris screamed at the wind. He sniffed the sir, shamefully using his vampire power, he hated having them.

"Hunny, we are trees! You can't smell us!" A...tree...said? Toris looked closer at the tree the words came from.

"You know it's not nice to stare." The tree said, Toris naturally screamed.

"He must not have been a vampire for long. You running away from your master?" The male tree said.

Toris took a moment to catch his breath. "Y-yeah..."

"Oh, hunny, that's not good. Not good at all. Run away once you're a hundred years old, then you won't experience hallucinations like right now."

"If I run once I'm a hundred, everyone I know will be dead! Wait- you're hallucinations?" Toris looked at the male tree.

"Helpful ones! Where are you trying to go, darling?" The male said.

"To Feliks house, do you-"

"Oh oh oh!" The female said. "Keep going west and you'll find his house."

"Um, thanks trees. Hope we meet again." Toris bowed his head.

"I don't! That means you're dead!" The male tree laughed, Toris chose to ignore the comment.

He headed off to Feliks house.


That stupid little...gah! His slave first tried to fuck his sister and then ran away! When he found that disrespectful little bastard he was going to beat him so hard he'd forget his name.

But that froze his in his tracks.

Is that why Toris ran away...?


Feliks decided to go to bed early that night, but came to quite the surprise when he saw Toris in his room.

"Toris! Like, how'd you get into my house- no wait- How are you and stuff!"

"H-hey Feliks." Toris was quiet as Feliks embraced him. His scent of blood was delicious.

"What's wrong Liet? You're looking totally stressed out." Feliks noted, as he let go of Toris.

"I'm fine... Ah, can I use you bath?" Toris asked. Feliks looked confused for a moment.

"Sure. You know where it is, Liet." Feliks motioned towards his bathroom, while Toris nodded his thanks and went in.

Toris started the bath and began taking his clothes off. He stepped in with a relaxed sigh, the warm water feeling good on his naturally cold skin. The wounds on his back began to itch and burn, but Toris refused to scratch. The whip marks would just scar worse.

Feliks got an idea and grabbed a squirt gun. He opened the bathroom door a bit to see Toris' back, which was covered with scars.

"OMG, Liet! Like, what happened to you?" Feliks yelled, shocked at the scars. Toris spun around to look at Feliks, attempting to hide the scars from him.

But Feliks' expression was so shocked and sympathetic, that Toris just began crying.

"W-what did that Russian bro-ski DO to you?" Feliks wailed. Toris stayed silent, ashamed to tell him how he acquired such scars.

"My master gave them to me..." Toris said quietly.

"Your master? Were you, like, a slave?" Feliks looked Toris straight in the eyes.

"Tak, bylem. Ale juz nie, Feliks. I uciekl."

"So you're, like, free?"

"Tak."

"Why are you speaking Polish?

"Nes as tikiu, susiki geda pasakyti, kad as buvo anglu vergas!" Toris screamed at Feliks.

"Now you're speaking Lithuanian." Feliks tossed Toris a towel. "These clothes are dirty, I'll like, loan you some of mine."

"Aciu..."

"Nera uz ka" Toris looked at Feliks in shock, hearing his own tongue from the blonde mans mouth. Feliks left the room and grabbed a shirt and pants for Toris, being jeans and a light pink shirt with a yellow kitty shouting 'Polska!' on it.

Feliks jumped when he heard knocking at the door. He went to the bathroom where Toris had just covered up.

"If it's like, that Russian bro-ski, I'll totally tell him you're not, like, here. Okay?"

"He'll know...he always knows." Toris mumbled softly. Soft enough for Feliks to not hear.

Outside, the two girls were having a conversation.

"So he's inside the blonde guys house, ja?" Amara asked, looking at the house. "How did you know where his friend lived?"

"I'm a stalker, I'll admit it. Feliks is cute. Da, da." Elzbieta waved her off. Feliks opened the door.

"You're, like, not the Russian bro-ski." Feliks crossed his arms.

"I am from Lietuvos, let me in." Elzbieta held her head high.

"Elzbieta, we ask if we can go into the house. Most normal people don't order others like that." Amara slightly scolded.

"Why not? He's lesser than me!" Elzbieta sighed. "Fine, blonde Polish man! Please let us in now."

"Better. Being polite is the key to gaining peoples trust." Amara smiled. "Could we please go inside? We promise not to bite too hard."

Elzbieta chuckled at her statement. "Oh, you silly human, Feliks, da? Do you know what Toris is?"

"Um, yeah. My friend..." Feliks said softly.

"He didn't tell you? Shame." Elzbieta and Amara walked inside.

"Oh~ then should we tell him, Elzbieta?" Amara couldn't help but grin, her ear threatening to twitch.

"Explain it to him. In the best possible way you can. Amara, I shall go to the slave." Elzbieta began walking down a hall.

"Don't call him that! He's not a slave anymore!" Feliks shouted.

"Shut up! Or I'll make you my slave!" Elzbieta shouted back. It was obviously her time of the month.

"Just go get hi, Elzbieta. I'll chat with Feliks." Amara bit back a snide remark, her ear twitched in a irritated manner.

A brown wig fell to the floor, revealing Elzbieta's ears and snow white hair. "Oh, might as well tell him what we are too." A cat like smile came across her face as she turned the corner.

Feliks looked Amara in the eyes. "W-what is she talking about?"

"We aren't human, Feliks. And neither is Toris. I am Amara, half-cat demon half-vampire." She bowed slightly. She gestured to the girl who was no longer there. "Elzbieta is a pure-breed cat demon." She paused to let Feliks absorb the information.

"Like, why should I believe you? You're here to like, take Liet away! Of course Tori is human... I won't let you like, take him back to that uber abusive Russian bro-ski!" Feliks put his arms out defensively, trying to black Amara from getting by. A ding suddenly went off in the back ground.

"Oh! Like, my cookies are done! I like, totally forgot about them! Want one?" He said, running to the kitchen.

"Ah, sure. What type are they?" Amara asked, ears perking up to normal height and tail swooshing behind her. Elzbieta went upstairs, now that the main threat was gone.

"Damn. They get distracted easily." She muttered to herself. She sniffed the air, finally finding the room which Toris resided.

"Toris, are you in here?" Elzbieta asked. Walking in on the changing Lithuanian, forgetting on what Amara taught her on knocking. "GAH! I'M SORRY!" She screamed, turning around. Toris quickly slipped into some jeans.

"Feliks!" he shouted. "This is a girl's shirt!" He tossed the yellow cat shirt back on the bed, then sitting on the bed himself shirtless. Elzbieta turned around.

"You do know Ivan is looking for you." She said bluntly.

"Already? No, I don't want to go back! He beats me all the time and just cruel! You can't make me go back!" He yelled, distressed.

"Do you not understand what Ivan will do if you don't? I mean, the man really cares about you. He-" She froze, looking at the man's chest. "Such a tragedy..." she read the Cyrillic that marred Toris' chest, touching her own chest in the same place as the words. Toris cringed at the words.

"If he actually cares about me, then why does he beat me more than any other servant in the house?" He asked.

"You're a favorite, and Russia enjoys his favorites. T-this carving...on your chest. Ivan has the same one."

"What?"

"Ivan, you view him as a cruel and unjust, abusive master, no? Ivan had a worse master, a ten year old Mongolian boy, who enjoyed beating and torturing his twenty-three year old Russian slave. If Ivan sneezed at the wrong time, and he was beat. I hated the boy, and I've known Ivan since before he was a vampire. Ivan did the worse thing he could ever do, and broke a cup. I watched through a window as he carved in Cyrillic to mock Ivan. Yet somehow, Ivan cared for the boy, despite getting beat everyday." She shivered.

"He eventually became power hungry, and killed my successful parents. He killed them, carved the very same words into me, and burned down my house. Being Winter itself, as he didn't realize, I persuaded the townspeople to murder the boy, while I sat on the cross of a church. The tied Ivan up and forced him to watch as they drew blood using wooden stakes all over his body, finally killing him. Ivan went into a rage...and murdered the entire town. That town doesn't even exist anymore...he beheaded, slaughtered and drank every, man, woman, and child's bloo-

"Why are you bothering telling me all this? I'm NOT going back! I will be a slave no longer!" Toris cried.

"Then, let me explain why you need Ivan. Ivan doesn't need you, YOU need Ivan. If you left, nothing would happen to Ivan. If Ivan left, you would die." General Winter narrowed her eyes.

"What?"

"The mind changes when it makes contact with vampire blood. It requires the original owner of the blood to be with them, or it inflames, separating from whatever human is left in you, the pain is similar to when you are first turned. Once you are 100, you're body pumps your own vampire blood, and you can live without Ivan."

"But that other girl..." Toris looked down.

"I was bitten multiple times by the Mongolian, him trying to kill me. I captured some of his... essence and can give off the presence of a vampire for Amara so she won't be harmed. It's the only reason your still sane and here." Elzbieta glared

"But why must I be his slave, that doesn't make the conditions he treats us with any better!" Toris planned to stay from Ivan as long as possible.

"You are a slave, until Ivan frees you! It's like the land of America, even once you are freed, you are still looked at as a slave, until you have one of your own, that is." Elzbieta's ears perked up, and grinned.

"Ivan, I know you're here." Elzbieta turned around, and Toris looked up, starting to shake at the sight of his master.

Ivan looked mad, and Toris shook harder. He walked past Elzbieta and stood in front of him, and raised his hand, as if to strike Toris.

"Ivan! Remember the boy..." Elzbieta said, Ivan nodded.

Ivan did something that shocked Toris. The Russian brought his wrist to his fangs, and slit his wrist in the same place he did when he turned Toris.

"Open your mouth." Ivan demanded, Toris quickly obeyed. The brunette figured this was some form of punishment, vampire blood was probably worse than human blood. Ivan placed his slit wrist to Toris mouth, and Toris forced himself to drink.

The sensation that came over him could not be explained, if he had to describe it, it was as if he was eating a warm pastry, with melted butter and warm hunny. The 'pastry' flaked off and dripped his throat, but at the same time, the sweet honey soothing his throat and the butter causing him to crave more.

When Ivan removed his wrist, Toris felt his body lurch foreword, trying to drink more, feeling embarrassed as he did it.

"I'm sorry..." Toris said softly.

"N-no, I'm sorry for driving you to the point of running away. I don't want my Toris to leave me... If you really like my sister... and she really likes you... I guess I can't stop you two from, uh, dating." Ivan smiled as he placed his hand on Toris' shoulder. "Just come back... I don't want you to die..."

"Thank you." Toris hugged Ivan, and Elzbieta smiled.

"Let's go back, my little Toris."

Daw~

The bathtub scene really happened in the Webcomic, I felt like including it.

Tak, bylem. Ale juz nie, Feliks. I uciekl.-Polish: Yes, I was. But not anymore, Felix. I escaped.

Nes as tikiu,, susiki geda pasakyti, kad as buvo anglu vergas-Lithuanian: (I was looking at a direct translation, it was something like 'Because I believe, can't fucking say that I was an English slave', fixing that...) Because I can't say in English that I was a fucking slave.

Aciu-Lithuanian: thanks.

Lietuvos- Lithuanian: Lithuania

Nera uz ka-Lithuanian: You're welcome.

Polska-Polish: Poland~!

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