Pairings: 2x1(my fav!), 4x3 (my..not so fav..), 6x13, 5xM, maybe 2x5 or 6x5 (depending on how I feel), DxR (not that I'm doing details, blah!)

Warnings: biting, blood, gore, vampires, use of language, citrus, AU

Disclaimers: *smiles* don't own them, just wanted to see them bite people is all

Comments: Just a bit of musing

The Vampire Conspiracy 5

The room was dark, like so much of the other things around, not so dark as a void yet still with a gloomy setting and sense of mystery and panic. There stood statues around the room, one of an angel, the statue itself made of black marble that made the angel seem more foreboding then something of comfort. Another statue was of a gargoyle, one of those things out of the gothic period, it's face gruesome and twisted, but even then it smiled something of pure evil. The room itself seemed old, something from the past like in the times of kings and queens, lords and ladies. There were candles sitting around the room here and there, not aiding in giving more light and seeming to suspend in the air, the darkness too consuming to see what they sat on.

The three eccentric vampires stood in the center of the room, seemingly as still as the statues themselves that even at a second glance, a person would only confuse them for still life. Duo, the group leader, stood before the other two, his eyes bright with hunger, but also showing defiance at the strong debate that was taking place between the three of them. "…Alright," he said moving his eyes from Quatre to Zechs and back again, "how about this? I'll bring us back two new preys to feast on. It'll satisfy our hunger for now."

"We have dinner already!" Zechs said heatedly. They'd been discussing this for quite some time now and it was getting to him. Apparently after the little chase through the alleyways, Duo wasn't satisfied yet with the game. He wanted more, he wanted more of a challenge. What better way than to set their prey free inside the old castle, the vampire's precious home? "Why aren't we feeding on them?!"

"I just told you," Duo said turning around and walking over to the gargoyle statue and lifting a hand brushing it softly over the beast's muzzle, watching with little care as it blinked its eyes and shook itself like a dog. "I want to see how they react to some of the things in the castle. Besides…." He turned around giving them a smirk as the gargoyle nudged against his side. "The more fear they produce, the better they taste. You should know that better than any of us, Zechs."

Quatre giggled slightly and held a hand out to the gargoyle, watching as it came over and sniffed the hand before nuzzling the top of its head against it. "So we let them free in the castle and see how far they get." He rubbed his hand over the top of the gargoyle's head then looked up at Duo with a smile. "I want to play this game."

"Yes but for how long?" Zechs asked, folding his arms and turning walking over to a wall and looking up at the painting. It was a fairly old painting, dated way back in the 16th century. "How long are we going to let them run around? I want to feast on my prey."

"Aww, haven't you ever heard of patient?" Duo grinned and called the gargoyle back to him, rubbing his hand over its head once again. "We'll give it three days, that's if they don't get killed by the things in the castle."

"I hope they don't," Quatre said with a slight sigh. "Then who would we have to play with?"

Duo gave a slight shrug and grin of satisfaction. "Don't worry, we'll be keeping an eye on them. And this will bring us something to feed on till that time comes." He patted the gargoyle on the head once then dropped his hand to his side. The gargoyle turned instinctively and walked towards the shadows, fading out as it reached the darkness.

Dark, everything was so…dark. Why was everything so dark…? Heero opened his eyes slowly, pushing himself to sit up, his eyes focusing to settling on the candlelight. Confusion first racked his brain before a slight sense of panic overcame him. Where was he? Why was he here? Quickly he remembered the three strange man from the other day, and being chased and separated from Treize and Trowa. If that was the case still….then were was Wufei? He thought to call out for the man then decided against it, it wasn't safe just yet to start calling names. Had he be caught? Maybe….

He stood up standing quietly in the darkness, slowly allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Eventually he started to notice things, things he recognized, and things he'd never seen before. After seeing something that resembled a stove and a few knifes laying about on countertops, he summed up that he was in the kitchen. But where was that?

He heard a groan slightly and looked down, seeing the outline of a figure laying on the floor. "Wufei?" he asked quietly, still not wanting to stir anything.

"Heero?" Wufei replied quietly pushing himself up to his feet slowly to stand beside the man, squinting to see since his eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness yet. "Where are we?"

Heero grunted slightly, his sense of panic leaving him a bit now that he wasn't fully alone. "It's a kitchen."

Wufei shook his head slightly, strange he was feeling a bit woozy still. Did those weird guys do something to him? He shuddered lightly just thinking about it then turned looking towards one of the doors. "Then let's find a way out. We still need to find Treize and Trowa…if they're still alive."

"We can look for them while we're looking for an exit." Heero started off, Wufei close behind not wanting to be swallowed up by the darkness. Besides, those suspending candlelights were starting to give him the creeps.

Trowa's eyes snapped open. He was laying on his back, on something soft. He blinked his eyes staring up at the ceiling, or what he thought was a ceiling, his eyes already adjusting to the darkness and the ceiling looking more the shade of pink. He finally sat up and looked around the room, noting that he was in the room of a little girl. He looked down at the bed he was sitting on then finally stood up the pink comforters looking almost crimson in the candlelight. Looking around the room he looked at the objects taking note of what they were. At the head of the bed sat a bundle of teddy bears staring with dark ebony eyes at him, some smiling the others frowning, none looking happy in the least.

He looked away from the teddy bears quickly feeling a shiver run down his back then looked over at a make-up table. The mirror showed a vague outline of him standing before it, the shadow's playing with his mind, appearing to move. He blinked and rubbed his eyes turning towards the door that lead out to the hallway, or so he hoped. He paused again looking back at the mirror, somehow feeling like he was being watched. After that earlier encounter in the alleyway with the three vampires, he seemed to grow nervous at every little thing, even being in dark places. He had a feeling that if he ever got out of this alive, he'd never sleep with the light off again.

Again he turned to the door staring at it. What ever happened to Treize? Maybe he was already dead, drained completely of his blood. He shuddered again turning his mind from that. What he needed to do now was find Treize and the others. He needed to keep his wits about him, especially now. Finally he turned again and walked out of the room, getting swallowed in the darkness.

Treize groaned pushing himself to sit up, his eyes shooting opening in shock at the cold feel against his skin. He noticed after a bit of feeling around that he'd been lying on a table. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he made account that it was a glass table. Looking around the room, he could only think one thing…he was in a dining room of some sort. The glass plates sitting on the table, the cups and forks, all seen by the glow from a floating candlelight, seemed to cast light on the utensils giving them an eerie look and glow. He tried carefully to get down from the table, moving slowly, till his eyes flash to the side. He'd seen something move…over there…in the shadows. He jumped slightly at the sound of a cup crashing to the floor on the far side of the table.

He froze then, staying quiet and looking with wide anxious eyes for the reason to why the cup fell. There was none. He was alone in the room, or so he thought, except for the shadows. Were his eyes playing tricks on him? He stayed like that for minutes, quietly listening trying to catch a sound before finally he got down from the table. He moved slowly over to where the glass had broken, his heart thundering in his chest, he was way beyond scared now, but he had to keep his calamity. He looked down at where the broken glass should be, eyes widening further if they could. The glass wasn't shattered at all! It was as though it'd never broken. But…he'd heard it! How…?! He wasn't going to ask he was just going to leave, and find the others if he could and get out! He quickly made his way to a door nearby, making sure to be quiet as he moved, and pushed the door opening, however he tripped over something as he entered and fell down landing face first on the floor. He'd noticed when had awakened that he was feeling a bit sluggish and drowsy. Maybe the three beautiful but wicked males had poisoned him. His eyes started to drift shut again as he went back into the darkness…….

The gargoyle stepped out of the shadows, sniffing at the ground. It could still smell the scent of them, it was so close, just a little further. It let out a roar as it took off down the trail. Its prey were close by now, it could smell the stench of them. It turned the corner finding the two girls backed up against a wall looking in terror at it with wide expressive eyes of fear and fright before it closed in on them, and the darkness overcame them. Its master would be proud.

TBC……

Ne I know it sucked ^^; but it's been a while sense I worked on this story. So bare with me till I get into it the right away, ne?