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Chapter 3

As the sun set, Ignis began to stir and she held the cup of blood in front of him, his nose twitching at the scent. Green eyes slowly opened and focused on the mug, lips parting as he took in the scent more fully. He pushed himself into a sitting position and she held the cup to his lips, Ignis eagerly drinking the blood.

"Such a good Childe," she praised. She then gave him the human food and focused on Noctis who was beginning to stir.

Noctis whined softly, head shifting restlessly on the pillow. She reached out to stroke his hair and he pressed into her touch, eyelids fluttering as he tried to wake. Ever so slowly, his eyes opened to reveal hazy dark blue, unfocused, but he was trying.

"Take your time Childe," she soothed.

It took several minutes for him to focus on her and then he smiled shyly, eyes full of adoration as he stared at her, but he didn't speak. Half formed noises came from a still human throat that couldn't quite make them. It seemed that his mind had undergone an even more thorough collapse than Ignis', likely due to exhausting his defences in fighting them. She pulled him into her arms, and he rubbed his cheek against her shoulder.

She picked up his meal and held the cup to his lips, tipping it slightly so that the blood would moisten his lips and his brow crinkled adorably, tongue darting out to taste. His lips parted and she began tipping the blood in, mouthfuls at a time, Noctis happily drinking. Shen then tore the sandwiches into bite size pieces, feeding him. She reached out to touch his mind, finding nothing but instinct, all memory and sense of self gone. He was little more than a newborn, ruled by the instinctive need to feed and please her.

"Good boy Noctis, such a good Childe," she murmured as she fed him.

While he would likely regain everything over time, he was the perfect blank slate now to teach and train how to be the perfect Mate. He would not make good bait like Ignis had, not in his current state, but that didn't matter.

She glanced up to find Ignis watching, no jealousy or anything in his gaze. "This is Noctis, your little brother," she told him, motioning for him to come closer, and Ignis crawled across the bed.

Noctis looked at him, showing no recognition at all. Ignis glanced at her and she nodded so he leant over Noctis, pressing his nose to his throat, inhaling his scent. The sense of smell was one of the first to increase during the transformation and obviously, Ignis' had already done so from the way he'd scented the blood earlier. Ignis let out a soft noise, close to a purr but not yet there. Noctis giggled, uncoordinated arms lifting to try and wrap around Ignis as she moved out from under him, lowering Noct back onto the bed.

She ran her hand down Ignis' bare back and he arched up into her touch, raising his head to look at her. She cupped his face in her other hand and drew him into a deep kiss which he eagerly responded to.

At a soft whine they broke apart and looked down to find Noctis watching with wide eyes, panting with his mouth open enough to show off his new baby fangs. Beautifully pale skin was lightly flushed even as he shifted restlessly, not seeming to understand what he was feeling.

"Feeling left out Noctis?" she asked and then she kissed him, gently coaxing him into responding, guiding him.

She reached out and took Ignis' hand, leading him to touch Noctis and Ignis obeyed, stroking soft skin as Noctis wriggled, confused but needy noises coming from him. She lay down on her side, drawing Noctis close, pressing his body to her own, even as she encouraged Ignis to lie at Noctis' back.

She had watched all of the boys, knew that out of the group, it was Noctis and Gladio who were the natural leaders, the ones in control, the more physically powerful in their pairings. She liked seeing that reversed, seeing Noctis utterly dependant on herself, to have Ignis holding his body in place even as he prepared him. Noctis was utterly lost to the sensations, his body writhing weakly between them. She had been his first last night and now Ignis would be his other first.

She watched his face as Ignis entered his body, seeing his features go slack, eyes rolling back in his head as he was bombarded by sensations he was unequipped to understand or deal with.

"That's it Childe, just let go and feel," she whispered in his ear as she stroked him. He didn't last very long at all and he lay limp between them, fighting sleep despite Ignis still moving inside him. Unsurprisingly, he was too human yet to recover quickly enough to become involved again. When Ignis finished she let them rest for a while before getting them up and into the bath to clean up. She made sure to give Ignis clear instructions on caring for himself and Noctis and then dressed and left.

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Prompto sat in the corner of the couch, arms wrapped around himself, as he stared into the old fashioned fire. The missing person's report for Ignis had been taken and with Noct vanishing after calling to say he'd seen him, the police were taking it seriously, especially with who Noctis was.

Gladio had demanded he stay home, and Regis had backed him up so Prompto was pretty much under house arrest. Gladio was still out there though with the cops and Cor's people, leaving him home with only Regis for company, not that either of them was in the mood for talking. Who knew what was happening to Noct and Iggy while they sat around doing nothing.

Some of what Gladio had said had him really scared too. He'd never asked about Gladio's past before they'd met and now he wished he had. Clarus Amicitia had been a hunter and now something from his past might be coming after them as payback. It wasn't fair. He'd heard Regis and Clarus arguing, the man refusing to believe this could be traced back to his old work but to Prompto it made sense. They'd taken Iggy first and while he'd been out with them, in the bare minutes Gladio had left him alone.

He knew what had happened to Noct when he was little, had seen the scars. Could he survive another attack like that? Or would this be something worse…something that could make them like it? He shuddered at the thought of one day seeing Noct only it no longer being Noctis, not really.

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She reclined beside Ignis' unconscious body, his second bite and transfusion had been as pleasant as the first and had gone as well. Noctis had watched the whole thing without any understanding of what was happening. Only once he was truly a vampire would he regain the ability to learn and make sense of the world. While he was utterly adorable in such a state, she was glad Ignis had not regressed as far, it would be tiring to deal with two of them like that.

Tomorrow night she would take the young blond boy right from Noctis' old home. The place had some protections but none strong enough to stop her, the ones that could have were too old and had lost too much power. They had likely once been powered by the magic of the family and without it were fading. She'd watched him when she'd left the boys last night, he was being kept in the house for his own safety. She had been ablt to smell the fear and depression coming from him from where she had been concealed. Taking him would be doing him a favour, he would be much happier once part of her growing family. Perhaps she would even let him see Noctis and Ignis before ensnaring his senses and beginning his transformation. She would need to be quick and silent in taking him so a different method would be needed.

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Gladio fought the urge to slam the phone down, unwilling to risk damaging it. Noct's phone had been broken but there was a chance Iggy's was still useable. If either of them got free and could get their hands on it then they'd call, so his phone had to work, no matter how angry and frustrated he was at his Father's blindness.

He'd been trying to work out what had taken them, but he didn't have enough information. Ignis had obviously been drugged but by the time anyone thought to check his glass it had been taken and all of them cleaned, leaving no trace. It could have been a regular drug or something species specific, but he'd never know. Whatever it was, she was strong to have gotten Ignis out of there so quickly. Either that or she'd had accomplices hidden from the bouncers view.

He was just glad Prom was being kept safely at home. He knew the kid hated it but the last thing they needed was for him to go missing as well.

There had been no sightings or anything which meant they were being kept out of sight somewhere, but Insomnia was a massive city, impossible to fully search.

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Prompto collapsed onto Noct's bed, ignoring his own bedroom as he curled around his best friends pillow, fighting tears. Another day with no news and he knew the longer there was nothing, the less chance of them being found alive. Regis had gone out with Cor, leaving him alone in the house but Regis had admitted that there was security against non-humans as well so at least he wasn't undefended.

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep but his mind wouldn't stop running through everything that could be happening to them. He choked on a sob and then his eyes flew open as a cold hand touched his forehead before everything faded away.

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She slipped onto the second story balcony easily, seeing the huddled form on the bed, smelling the suppressed tears. She silently opened the doors and moved into the bedroom, walking over to the bed, hearing the boy choking back sobs. She reached out and touched his forehead, watching as bright, tear-filled, blue eyes snapped open, confusion and fear on his face, before it faded away. He went still, staring vacantly at her, completely under her control. She'd never seen anyone submit so quickly before; he hadn't even tried to fight.

She stepped back from the bed and he sat up, mechanically getting off the bed and following her, unblinking eyes never wavering from her face. He followed her onto the balcony, and she gripped his arm before they vanished.

TBC…

Short but I wanted to post before heading off for surgery and this was a good stopping point.