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, Relena and Dorothy deaths?

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

Comments: Just a bit of musing

Author's comments: To the person who said Heero's not that weak in other circumstances yeah he's not that weak. But think about it, he's up against vampires damn it! And not just normal vampires but vampires that in normal circumstances would be fellow gundam pilots! So just calm down and enjoy ne? *blinks* Don't worry, it all goes with the plot. Not that there are any gundams in this story. ^^; But let's not let this take away from the story ne? And really, you're reviews do mean a lot to me! ^^ They're the things that make me continue writing this very odd story.

The Vampire Conspiracy 8

Slowly Treize pushed up to his knees, his head spinning wildly. He peeked out through clenched eyes, trying to see where he was. At first there was nothing out of the ordinary. He looked around, his eyes refocusing. He was in the kitchen. He stood up slowly looking around the kitchen, his body froze slightly as he looked around. Had he been drugged? Apparently so, he could still feel the effects, the sluggish feeling. He looked over at a counter, a knife sitting there and some vegetables on the cutting table, some of the vegetables chopped up already and waiting to be cooked. There was a pot on the stove, boiling water and bubbling.

At this, Treize looked around quickly, expecting someone to be there. The room was empty. He cleared his throat slightly, eyes flashing this way and that, searching for maybe a place the cook was hidden. "Hello?" He asked quietly, managing to keep the fear out of his voice. "Is someone here?" There was no response. He looked back behind him, noting the door back to the dining room, or so he assumed. There was another door on the other side of the room, probably another way out. Quietly he walked over towards the stove, his dark boots from the party thumping lightly on the floor with each step. He winced mentally at the sound, if someone were there they'd definitely know he was there by now.

He stopped in front of the stove and leaned over looking into the pot. A foul odor exited the pots making him twist his nose up slightly. He couldn't exactly identity what was in the pot, the contents looking like some form of glob bubbling and plopping green gunk all over the inside of the pot, some splattering enough to land outside the pot itself and on the stove. He backed away from it holding a hand to his nose. Whatever it was, it wasn't meant for humans. No human alive would eat that junk.

He heard something fall to the ground behind him and turned quickly looking at the spoon on the ground. How did….it fall? He backed away slightly his back bumping into the stove. He turned around again looking into the pot then covered his mouth quickly before a yell could slip free. A human head floated to the top, empty eye sockets looking up at him. The skin was hanging off, being pulled free from the heat. Two eyes popped up, staring up at him, red now from being inside the heated pot so long.

Treize felt himself getting sick and backed away from the pot. He yelped as he bumped back against something and turned quickly before his eyes widened. "Wufei?"

"Treize?" Wufei's eyes were just as wide as he returned the shocked look with one of his own. "Treize! You're alive!"

"Just barely," Treize managed to say, a frown on his lips. "Did you see the others?"

"I was hoping Trowa was with you," Wufei said looking around.

"He was till we got caught. But what about Heero?"

Wufei shook his head remembering what had happened in the little girl's room. "Gone. He got pulled through the mirror. They got him."

Treize shook his head, he'd rather not try to understand what that meant. Too many strange things had been happening to him lately. "We should get out of here."

"I've been trying that!" Wufei scowled looking around the room. "There isn't a way out that I've seen and everything seems to lead to a dead in. And worse, this is where I start–" Wufei stopped as he took notice of a shady form in front of the pot. Treize noticed where Wufei's eyes were directed and turned freezing as well. The shady form hadn't noticed them yet, too busy cooking on the supposed inhuman meal. Treize backed away grabbing Wufei's arm as he went and placed a finger over his lips for silence. He backed up against the dining room door and pushed through letting loose of sigh of relief…until he turned around.

The table he'd left only minutes early was now stocked full of food. The smell was a combination of things that smelt both good and bad. Shady forms were bustling around the tables, no real shape to them or solidity. A murmuring sound was heard, like they were talking, but none of the words were understood.

"What is this?" Wufei whispered in something of awe.

"It looks like they're preparing for dinner," Treize returned, a shiver again running through him as the cook from the kitchen walked right through him carrying stuff from the pot and pouring some in each bowl on the table.

Wufei shook his head then summed up his courage and headed towards the door on the far side of the room. "Come on, let's get out of here."

Treize nodded to the wise choice and followed after him, keeping his eyes on the shade forms around the table. This was really getting out of hand. No wait, it was beyond out of hand, it was hell. A light flashed suddenly, so bright that it caught Wufei's eyes and stopped him in his tracks. Together the two of them stopped and stared towards the table where in the center a pot had been placed. They winced against the glowing light and lifting hands up to block the shine of it. The light blinked out plunging them into darkness again, the after glare still spinning around before they're eyes.

"Wha-where are they?!" Wufei let out, his eyes wide staring towards the table.

Treize followed his eyes and his own got wide as well. They were going to have some serious eye and therapy problems if they ever got out of this alive. The shades were gone, as were the food and the well…everything. The table was gone, the silverware, some of the wall decorations. In fact if he didn't know better, he'd say he wasn't in the dining room anymore. "This is most definitely an odd situation."

"Most definitely it is," a voice said from the darkness.

"Who said that?!" Wufei said looking around, his eyes showing defiance even against his fears. A figured dropped down in front of them landing in a crouch. Slowly the figure stood to its feet, long platinum hair flickering out behind him with the small movement, a small graceful smile sliding onto his lips. He reached down and tugged at his glove, his glowing red eyes staring towards them.

"It's you!" Treize said, taking a step back.

"Yes, that's right. It is I, Zechs Marquise." He smirked and opened his mouth his to flick his tongue over a fang, his eyes looking from Treize to Wufei then back. "This game, it should end now. But the fear is not strong enough within you yet. I want more."

"You think you can use us like pawns, you fiend!" Wufei yelled out, swinging at him. He was really getting tired of all this. He wanted to go home! He wanted to see Merian again. And he was NOT about to let some two bit vampire stop him from leaving! The vampire just grin as he ducked from the swing and swung his foot out kicking Wufei's feet from under him. Wufei flipped back quickly, coming to land back a bit behind Treize, before he ran at the vampire again.

"Hmmm…." Zechs reached out as Wufei came up to him, then took him flipping him up into the air and slamming him down on the ground, a knife slipping free quickly in one smooth transition to be held at Wufei's neck. Panting wildly with barely contained rage, Wufei stayed still on the ground. "You are persistent, little human." Zechs grinned and pressed the knife tighter against Wufei's neck, drawing blood from the skin. "But I am faster and I am smarter." He stood up again putting the knife away as swiftly as he'd pulled it out. "But if you wish you challenge me you must wait until the last day of the game. You have two days ahead of you." He smirked and reached up brushing his bangs out of his eyes to which they fell right back into place. "Find yourselves some weapons and overcome the beast of the castle. Then I will accept your challenge with pleasure." He turned around and started off. "But don't die yet. I still want your blood." Zechs jumped up into the air, quickly disappearing into the darkness over head.

Wufei scrambled to his feet, glaring up at the ceiling before he yelled. "COME BACK AND FACE ME, YOU COWARD!!" Treize smiled slightly as he watched Wufei, perhaps he should be as strong as his young friend, they would stand a better chance if they stood and fought.

"Come Wufei," Treize turned and started for the door once more. "We will find arms to fight against these dark beast. And we will find Heero and Trowa while we do this."

Wufei snorted. "Fine, but we still don't even know where that is. If only there was a map."

"We'll find it. Don't lose confidences, my friend." Treize waited until Wufei had caught up before he rested a hand on his shoulder. "We'll need your strength to depend on as well as mines." For….who knew what else lie in wait in the castle.

Finally returning the to the castle with the two girls, the gargoyle dropped them before the feet of Quatre, and sat beside him, lifting a foot up and scratching behind an ear.

"Good boy!" Quatre said reaching down and rubbing him behind an ear. "Zechs, dinner's here!"

"I'd prefer the taste of my selected prey, but one must eat the main course before they can enjoy the dessert." He stepped from the darkness of the study, looking at the gargoyle as it ran up to him. He reached down and patted it on the head before sending it off, back to it's designated spot as a statue.

"Duo will be happy to know that dinner has arrived." Quatre giggled slightly kicking lightly at one of the girls. Neither stirred. "To use the women that our prey knows, how will they respond? Will it break them more?" He grinned flicking his head to the side a bit as a strand of hair landed over an eye. "Or will it make them want to retaliate more?"

Zechs only shook his head more as he folded his arms and leaned back against the wall. "Duo should have been back by now, why hasn't he returned?"

"You know how focused he is on his young prey. Maybe he just got caught up."

"Hmm…" Zechs shrugged. "If he's not back soon then I'm going to go get him, or I'm starting without him."

"Sometimes I wonder, if we're doing the right thing following Romefeller." Quatre sighed slightly reaching down and brushing the hair away from one of the girl's face.

"Don't get soft, now isn't the time for that." Zechs stood up straight and headed for the door. "Stay and watch them, I'm going to go get Duo." Quietly he slipped from the door heading off into the darkened hall.

Quatre just shook his head. "I shouldn't question it…but I can't help myself." Is it right, to cause such problems in the world?

TBC…

Longer than normal I think *blinks* Annnnnnnd next up, Heero and Duo!! *cheers* And some info on the vampires past. ^^; Enjoy!