Bloodthirsty: ^^ Hallo everyone!

Kain: Who are you gonna write today?

Bloodthirsty: Hmm, probably Dumah. *lol* A big two votes, and the rest were for other people.

Legolas: Wow, the big stupid guy.

Bloodthirsty: Hey! You know nothing. Nothing!!

Ahem. I apologize if the one you wanted isn't here yet, but vote, and I undoubtedly will get to it. So be patient, and I'll get to it… someday…

'Stupid Raziel always has to be a jerkwad and never show up on time. If I were Kain, he would have been dead a loooong time ago…' Dumah thought impatiently and involuntarily flexed his arm, making his muscles bulge. He flexed his arm again. 'Wow, that's sexy… maybe I should do that more often…' He pondered with amusement.

'No, it's not sexy, get a life, Dumah.' Melchiah's voice reverberated through Dumah's head mockingly. Stupid Melchiah. Dumah couldn't pound the living snot out of him right now, because Kain would probably go haywire, and if he waited until after the meeting, Dumah would get killed by pissed off fangirls. Who knew Melchiah, the little bald guy who skins people would have such good luck with the ladies? Of course, not nearly as well as Raziel.

Fricken Raziel had girls falling out of his well-shaped and almost cute ears. Damn pointy Elf ears that make Raziel look cute. He was a vampire, and by gods, he acted like one. He was vicious, and cocky, and hesitant, and he would hold grudges like no tomorrow. 'May the dark gods help us if anything major ever depends on him...' He thought quietly to himself. He stole a quick glance at Kain, who was staring back at him, as though he'd heard what Dumah had thought. Oh, wait, heh, Kain could read their thoughts. So why was he smiling that ironic 'we're so screwed' smile? Dumah didn't even want to think about that.

Finally, that stupid ass came strutting in. Zephon gasped as Raziel walked past him, and as soon as Raziel walked past Dumah, he knew why.

'What the hell…? He has wings?! Ooh, of course! Kain's favorite kid gets his own pair of wings! That's bloody hilarious! That bastard! I hope he flies right into the sun! Stupid cocky jackass!' Dumah's mind screamed furiously. He almost pumped his fist in the air. Melchiah quirked an eyebrow at Dumah, and shook his head. Then he got on his sad, puppy face again. How managed to keep the same damned puppy face when he had to get a new set of skin almost every week still dumbfounded Dumah.

Of course. Watch daddy's widdle boy kneel down like a freaking servant. Man, Raziel knelt like he was a professional kneeler… or something. How he could do it so gracefully still baffled Dumah. He heard Turel snickering, and looked at him oddly.

'Think about it…' Turel's voice left a small echo, not nearly as much as Melchiah's. Dumah thought about what would be so funny about Raziel kneeling before Kain, and thought some more. And finally, 'Ew! Turel, you sick bastard!' Turel only snickered again.

"Fu-!!" Raziel's half-finished curse bounced off the walls eerily, and Dumah stared at Kain, a little frightened. The master vampire was holding Raziel's wing bones in a psychotically creepy way, all the while glaring with a certain intensity at Dumah and Turel, with an 'I heard that…' look on his face.

" You two will carry him…" Kain said, waving his claw in a gesture for them to hurry up. 'And watch what you think about… I hear all…'

Dumah obediently picked up Raziel under one of his shoulders, while Turel got the other shoulder. They both lifted, and he was gawdawfully heavy. What the hell this kid ate when he was little must have been a straight diet of cows or something.

Kain had already started to walk away, and Dumah figured out he was supposed to follow. Well, after Turel smacked him across the head, and told him to. Raziel seemed to get heavier and heavier with each step. And he was starting to mutter incoherent curses too. There was the occasional 'bastard' and sometimes 'stupid prick'. There was more, but lets use our imagination for a while.

"This sucks… stupid Raziel…" Dumah muttered. He had better things to do. Like that pretty vampiress waiting for him… He chuckled slightly. He might not have as many fangirls as Raziel, but he had enough to keep him happy.

'Wait a minute… Why are we going to the abyss?' Dumah pondered. Kain wasn't going to throw Raziel into the lake of the dead, was he? Wow, Raziel did piss him off. Very badly, apparently. Turel had the faintest grin on his face. And it wasn't a good kind; it was the kind you get when you think of something dirty. Dumah must have missed it. By the looks of it, so did everyone else. Turel had such a dirty mind sometimes.

"Cast him in." Kain said smoothly. Dumah followed the order, and tossed in his brother. Tossed in his brother… 'Oh my god… I just killed my brother…' Dumah realized. He blinked, and shook his head. 'Meh, I'll blame it on Turel.' And with that thought, wiped his conscience clean.

'Wow, he must be PMS-ing…' Zephon thought, and nearly made Dumah snort with laughter. Kain, however, didn't look very pleased. He looked as though he was about to start advancing on Zephon, until Turel's face lit up, and he whispered something into Kain's ear. Kain blinked, and nearly smacked him across the face. Zephon thought something again, but Dumah missed it. He was too busy snickering at Turel.

"Not likely, Zephon." Kain said icily. 'That's got to be the only thing that gets him girls. His damned voice. I want that voice…' Dumah pouted a bit.

"I want all of you to destroy the rest of Raziel's clans. The last thing I need is for them to form a union and go on strike." He added. Heh, they probably would if they were anything like Raziel. He had a strong sense of justice, especially when it came to fairness involving him…

'I might actually miss him… Eh, maybe not.' He turned to face Turel, and whispered to make sure no one else heard him.

"Do you get the sinking suspicion that Kain has something planned…?" Dumah asked warily, noticing the way Kain kept looking back at the lake, as though he expected someone to jump out at him.

"Erh… of course not… Everything is normal, aside from not having Raziel…" Turel replied. Dumah cocked an eyebrow. Somehow he thought that could have sounded a little more sincere…

Bloodthirsty: *phew* All done. I might not have the next chapter out for a while. A lot of 'ish' is going on right now, and I'm soon leaving for a vacation. *sighs*

Kain: She looks stressed.

Legolas: Yeah, she does. Wanna piss her off?

Kain: Definitely.

Bloodthirsty: *growls* I'm taking you two with me! I'll stuff you in my suitcase!!!

And apologies for not doing Melchiah-

Kain: …That didn't come out right…

Bloodthirsty: *twitch* Ahem… But I'd already started on Dumah and-

Kain: *snickers*

Bloodthirsty: Stop that!! *smacks him* Ahem!! As I was saying, vote for who you want next, and I'll get it done as soon as possible. Again, I warn you, ASAP might not be as soon as most people like, so I apologize in advance.