-6 months later-

The lights in the club were flashing, but Ivan and Gilbert weren't paying any attention to it. They were in a secluded booth. Gilbert's legs were draped on either side of Ivan's lap and his lips were connected with Ivan's. The body of a girl was slumped under the table in front of them. Two pairs of bite marks were on either side of her slender neck. The girl was a prostitute, and she had also been high as a kite on heroin. For a vampire, drugs could be accessed through the blood of victims who had been using them. Gilbert found it even better than the drugs he had been taking in college. The difference was that for them, every drug through a mortal's blood was an aphrodisiac. That was why Ivan allowed his mate to always pick meals who were high on either amphetamines or heroin or both.

Victims were far too plentiful in Amsterdam, especially in the red light district. That was exactly where they were taking up residence. It was an easy break from the running they had been doing in the states. As far as they could tell they had gotten away from the slayers and all they need do was stay away until there was no natural way for the slayers to be alive. There remained one lose end that Ivan was sure he could deal with and he meant to do it tonight.

A tall man with thick red hair walked up to the booth and cleared his throat loudly. Both of the vampires heard the sound and realized that they were no longer alone. Disentangling themselves from each other, they both turned to face the newcomer. Ivan knew he was right to recognize the green eyes; they were the same as the druid he has seen with the slayers. The tall redhead didn't ask for any permission, he simply sat down on the opposite side of the booth. He simply ignored the display of unbridled affection in front of him. Allistor Kirkland had been around enough vampire couples to know that they were always all over each other, whether they had company or not.

Ivan finally managed to get his mate, who was horney as hell, off of him long enough to talk to the druid across from him. Gilbert rested his head softly on his mate's shoulder and listened silently to the conversation that ensued. Ivan started with a simple statement "I have found your brother". Allistor leaned forward with a smirk and said in a thick Scottish accent "Where? How do you know that it's him?" Ivan reached up and lazily stroked Gilbert's hair while he responded "In the US, he's involved with the police. I recognized the eyes when I saw you. He has a power brand on his wrist and he's damn powerful". Allistor nodded pensively "That sounds like him. I need to find him; he has taken something very precious of mine. How long ago did you see him?"

While he was talking, Allistor took out a cigarette and lit it. Gilbert shifted slightly, he knew what his mate was talking about, although he had not seen or met the druid that the other two were talking about. He noticed that the druid was wearing short sleeves and across his arm was a tattoo that consisted of a pentagram in the middle of his forearm surrounded by Celtic knot work that stretched from his shoulder to his fingertips. Unlike Arthur, Allistor seemed to be fully embracing his druid power. Gilbert found it interesting, but he was still somewhat bored by this distraction. Ivan's casual touch was comforting enough to keep him placated for the moment.

Ivan responded to the question "His name is Arthur, isn't it? I saw him six months ago, although I'm guessing he will be tagging along with a pair of slayers, who are still looking for us". Allistor nodded again "Thank you for the information, it helps immensely. Do you have anything else you want to tell me before I leave?" Ivan smirked "You are as blunt as your brother is long-winded. That's all the information I have at the moment. If I find out more, I know how to find you." The druid laughed slightly before he said "That he is. I will be easy to reach. My brother is my main priority; I appreciate any help I can get". He then put out his cigarette on the table in between them and walked away.

Gilbert waited until the druid disappeared to talk to Ivan "Do you really think that will work? We gave him a whole country to search". Ivan shrugged "It's not our problem, my pet. But if that druid ever manages to chase us down again, we will have a weapon to use against him. For now, we just need to go on with our existence." Gilbert smirked and flung himself back into Ivan's lap. He was incredibly high on blood transmitted heroin, which was the main reason that he was acting like such a slut. It took the slightest of Ivan's touches to make him react, since he was so sensitive.

Ivan was more than slightly amused by his mate's reactivity. He kissed the albino passionately and pulled the smaller body against him. Gilbert moaned and started to grind hard against Ivan's leg, which was situated between Gilbert's. Ivan continued to smirk as he snaked one hand into his mate's pants and softly rubbed the bulge he found there. Gilbert gave a soft breathy moan. Around them, loud music and flashing lights kept anyone from paying any attention to the pair. It was also not altogether strange for two men to be doing this in the red light district.

For Gilbert, this was unrestrained bliss. He didn't need to hide anything he did. No one was reprimanding him for what he was doing, and they never would again. When it had been just him and Ludwig, his little brother had constantly tried to keep him sober and at home. His father had been even worse, he had been emotionally abusive and used it to keep Gilbert in school and make sure that he had the best grades possible. Gilbert's father had openly denied that Gilbert could ever be his son, and then he would proceed to call his son a freak. If he chose to speak back to his father, that was when the abuse got physical; his father had hit him more than once. It had been far as Gilbert had been able to tell, his father had never been abusive to Ludwig. Although this was to be expected, considering that Ludwig looked like a normal child. Now, someone finally accepted and loved Gilbert for being who exactly who he had always wanted to be.

Ivan now had Gilbert pinned down on the red velvet padding of the booth seats. Ivan was well aware of every spot on Gilbert's body that was sensitive and he was taking advantage of every single one of them. But, at the moment he was not granting his mate sexual release yet. He was making this last as long as he possibly could, although Ivan knew that he could have sex with Gilbert any time he wanted.

Across the club, a tall blonde human walked in. He was dressed in a black trench coat and a tee shirt. In his pocket, he had two objects. One was an exceptionally sharp wooden stake; the other was a picture of an albino man. Even through the sexual haze, Gilbert felt the sharp awareness of the man's presence. He pulled away from Ivan at once to look around.

His mate was confused for the obvious reason. Gilbert put a thin pale finger to Ivan's lips to silence him and said "It's him, Ivan. I can feel him, my little brother. He's here somewhere". He didn't feel fear exactly; it was more like a rush of sudden excitement. Although, if Ludwig was here, then that meant that there was a very good chance of other slayers being here as well. Ivan didn't question his mate's sensory ability, he knew that Gilbert had the strongest connection to Ludwig and would be able to detect the slayer's presence.

Ivan looked around carefully, looking for Ludwig. He caught sight of the trench coat through the crowd and reacted at once. He sat up and his muscles tensed, he was ready to kill. Gilbert sat up as well, suddenly sobered by the new situation. Ivan gave voice to his feelings "I'm going to kill him. I'm going to do it right here right now and end this all". Gilbert thought about this for a moment. He felt almost nothing about the prospect of his brother dying. He was about to tell Ivan to go ahead when another thought occurred to him. He smirked slightly, then leaned in and whispered his idea to Ivan.

The other smiled back and said "Have it your way, my pet. He is your brother and his fate is yours to control". Gilbert kissed Ivan hard on the lips one more time and then stood up and walked away. Ivan couldn't help but appreciate the sadism in Gilbert's plan; his mate certainly had a flare for the dramatic. He stood up as well and walked into the crowd, following the blonde slayer.


Ludwig didn't like this, he felt like he was walking blind. This was where he knew he had the best chance of finding the two vampires he was looking for. But with the light and music, it was hard to identify any of the people he walked past. He knew that his brother would know he was here before he would see Gilbert. With some luck, Gilbert would take the bait and make a careless mistake. He had been impulsive as a human, and there was no reason for him to not be as a vampire.

This was the reasoning Alfred had used when he suggested that they split up and look by themselves. However, Alfred was most likely with Arthur, who had accompanied them to Amsterdam despite it being far out of his jurisdiction. Not that it hadn't taken a lot of persuasion, Arthur had been terrified by the thought that he would be close to his brother, who would no doubt search him out. Ludwig never asked what exactly Alfred did to convince Arthur to come with them, but he thought he had some pretty clear ideas.

Tonight the two of them were searching other clubs, but they were also were supposedly ready to spring into action if Gilbert made contact with his brother. Ludwig tried to push through a crowd of scantily dressed girls, but ended up stuck behind them. Then he heard a voice say his name, it was a voice he knew far too well.

He responded "Gilbert". It took him a second to remember that his brother was a vampire, and he should probably follow the voice instead of responding to it. He skirted around the group of girls and ran after the voice. When he finally reached where he thought the voice was coming from he stopped. There was no one here that even looked like Gilbert. He heard a different voice behind him "Well, slayer, do you still want the truth about your brother?" Ludwig drew his stake in one swift motion, and turned around to stab.

He hit empty air and stumbled slightly. Ivan's hands made contact with either side of Ludwig's face. He didn't have time to struggle, because the touch immediately caused their minds to mesh. It was sickeningly intimate and Ludwig hated the feeling. The vampire spoke inside Ludwig's head "Here is your truth". Ludwig's mind immediately filled with memories that were not his.

He saw a crowded street and he saw his brother as a vampire, handsome and pale with bright red eyes. The albino leaned closer and said "Does this remind you of the night we met?"

The scene changed.

This time he was in a club and Gilbert was human, his eyes were blank and glazed over. Ivan's voice spoke over the memory "Call me Ivan, my pet. You are mine now".

The scene changed again.

Gilbert was pinned against a door and Ivan was kissing him hard.

The scene changed again.

Gilbert cleanly broke the neck of a boy at a gas station convenience store.

The scenes changed so quickly that they became blurred together. The force of the memories made Ludwig's head feel like it was going to split open. His knees hit the floor and he lost consciousness.


Ludwig regained consciousness slowly, but he did not open his eyes at first. He could tell that he was standing and that his hands were bound above his head with something that felt like shackles. He couldn't feel any wall behind him, so he assumed that he must be in the middle of the room. His head hurt like hell, as though someone had filled his head with razor blades and shook it. He was losing feeling in his fingers as blood flowed out of them.

He slowly opened his eyes. Standing right in front of him, not even a foot away, was a pair of stunning ruby eyes framed by white hair. Gilbert smirked, revealing his fangs, and said "Guten Tag, klein Bruder. You look like shit"


A/N: Yes, that is quite the cliff hanger. I am going to try and get chapters done quickly, so I don't leave you hanging for too long. But I make no promises!
As far as the plot, this fic is pretty much like a 3 act play, and this is act 3. So, the end it coming which means all the part of the plot are going to come together.

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