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 bad ass language, citrus, AU, Relena and Dorothy deaths (confirmed), a big ass castle

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

Comments: Just a bit of musing, now made story

Author's comments: Muhahahahaha!! Blood blood blood!!!!! *blinks* Yes!! I think I love all my reviewers! ^^ You're all so cool. *sniffles* You're the best people I've never met. Group hug! *blinks* Ok, maybe not. ^^ Onwards to victory!

The Vampire Conspiracy 12

Heero and Dermail continued to stare at each other. Neither had made a move or a sound since Trowa had left. They're bodies were tense, awaiting the first move from their opposite. Dermail continually flexed his uncovered hand, an unconscious move on his part. Heero had noticed it, watching the hand that had killed…no…just seriously hurt his vampire. He growled low in his throat just thinking about it. He'd cut that hand off. Then he'd kill the man it belonged to, and then he'd kill him again. He'd kill him a thousand times for stealing…hurting his vampire.

Dermail grinned at him then, his hand still flexing though he did visibly relax, moving to lean back against the door. "Do you really think you can go against me? A boy like yourself with no experience with your skills and no way to control it? Can you even call it up at will?" Dermail laughed at that taunting Heero, making him more angry. In response to it however, Heero did nothing but stay still, continually glaring at him, his body still surrounded by that weird blue glow. "Face it, without knowledge of your power, you are useless. That's why…." Dermail lifted up his hand holding it out towards Heero and smirking as he waggled his index finger gesturing that Heero was to come to him. "You should join me. With our combined power we could do whatever we wanted. I could teach you how to harness your it."

"….Fuck you," Heero said, eyes glowing brightly as he narrowed them at his enemy.

Dermail laughed at that, bringing his hand to his to his lips thoughtfully, a kind of mirth shining in his eyes. "You are quite a feisty one. But…how would you like to bring your young friend back?"

Heero hesitated, his power lowering slightly, uncontrollably as he looked at Dermail suspiciously. Could it be possibly….to bring Duo back? To see that smile again? And…why did he care? He hardly knew him. In fact, they were enemies. But…somehow he knew the vampire wasn't a bad well…creature…just misunderstood by society as something that needed to thrive as well as the next beast. "….How?" Seemingly at the spoken word, it was like his power had been cut in half, the glow dimmer down to being barely visible, the color of it even changing, becoming a white light cast now.

"Come closer and I'll show you," Dermail suggested slyly. There was something in that tone of voice, something alerting Heero not to trust him. He could just look at Dermail and see he was planning something. Yet…what if he really did have a way to save Duo? Or to bring him back? Again Heero hesitated, looking over at Duo's prone body against the wall. He did want him back…he couldn't explain why but…it felt different now. Looking back at Dermail, he gave a gruff nod before he took a step. It seemed hard to walk, every step counting towards Duo's revival. He slowed slightly as he paused beside Duo's body, glancing down at it and swallowing a bit before he started towards Dermail.

"Heero…." The voice, ragged from pain, whispered his name quietly. Heero froze, his eyes widening, the power completely cut off as he stood there with his hands clenched at his sides. No…it could…. He was dead, he saw it! But…his voice…was he dreaming? "Heero?" This time the voice spoke a bit louder, the results of it being a cough from the pressures put on the lungs. Heero turned around quickly and looked down at Duo's body.

Duo looked up at him, his bloody eyes shrouded in pain from both his heart and his skin being burnt. A thin line of blood slid down the side of his mouth, but he was too weak to try to wipe it off. He wasn't smiling either…he seemed…like he wasn't fully there. He eyes tried to focus on Heero, but they always veered off to the side like he lost his line of view. His head tilted to the side from time to time returning again to where it was, that helping him to see Heero. "Don't…don't do it, Heero." He said, that itself bringing another cough to his lips. However, he wouldn't stop himself, he had to continue through with this. "He's…manipulating you…. You can't revive me once I am dead. I am just like other creatures. I've killed many. Thus, I am Shinigami." He coughed again then lifted his lips up into a smirk, that itself straining him taking a lot of energy out of him. "It's just my turn to die now. Call it penance for all the innocent people I've killed."

Heero swallowed again then looked down noticing his trembling hands. He hadn't noticed it before, but now. "Duo…." He was finally able to speak…and yet that was all he could bring to mind to say. His vampire…was leaving him. He was dead, now he was alive only to die again and leave him again with so much pain.

"Heh…glad to know you can say my name. I…," he coughed again, "was beginning to wonder if you knew it." He laughed, the laughter turning into fits of coughing as his head fell to the side again. "I'm not dying in vain…so don't worry. But at least…I get a dying wish. Kill…that bastard for me…will ya?" After that was said, Duo went silent, again his head falling slump against his chest.

"Duo!" Forgetting completely about Dermail, Heero ran over quickly, kneeling in front of the boy and grabbing his shoulders shaking him. "Wake up, you're not dead!" He growled feeling himself getting frustrated on two accounts. One, he felt like he was being a softy, this not being like him normal. And two, he didn't even know the guy and he was acting like this over him. He remembered being told to follow on his emotions but at the time he never got the meaning. Maybe now…he's getting it.

"Will ya stop shaking me," Duo said giving a little growl as he opened his eyes tiredly. "I'm not dead yet…."

Dermail had been quiet through the whole exchange, observing while at the same time moving ever closer. He laughed now though at the last line Duo said, clapping his hands in amusement. "How touching…I thought you dead, my precious little vamp. It looks like you're a lot stronger than I though. But you won't live much longer anyway."
Heero growled and turned around standing quickly and holding his hands out at his sides glaring at the older man angrily. "Don't touch him."

"Oh…and what do you plan to do about it?" Dermail stopped just in front of Heero, staring down at him with a smirk, his eyes glowing a bright yellow color, a show of hunger.

Heero stood his ground glaring stubbornly at Dermail as his bangs started floating slightly, being blown by some unknown wind, Heero's body starting to glow blue again. "Dermail…. Omae o korosu."

"What did you do to him?" Trowa looked up as he heard the voice. He was sitting by the door to the study, Quatre sitting in his lap, still unconscious. Heero had told him to leave the room, but he hadn't said to go anywhere else. Strangely…or maybe not so, the lions hadn't reappeared. In fact, he'd forgotten all about them still he got outside the room. He'd been trapped in the darkness of the hallway for about an hour now, brushing his fingers unconsciously over Quatre's skin waiting for the vampire to wake up. He really didn't know why he was so in liking with this one, but he really didn't like seeing him hurt.

"…Who are you?" Trowa peered into the dark recesses of the hallway trying to figure out who spoke to him, though he vaguely recognized the voice.

"Zechs Marquis," the voice said again finally allowing himself to come into view. He'd had to abandon his little game of cat and mouse to come save a dear friend of his…again. It turns out he was always the one having to come to Duo's aid in dire situations. "What did you do to him?" He repeated. His face showed nothing of what he thought, but his eyes were ablaze with anger. He wasn't a happy puppy, not at all.

"Dermail," Trowa replied returning his attention to the blond, petite vampire in his arms. Such a harsh life to live.

Zechs sighed, tensions leaving his body as he slumped his shoulder against the wall. Dermail huh? There was nothing he could do then. Dermail…his uncle…his father's brother. No wait…he wasn't his uncle, he was the uncle to the long dead Milliardo Peacecraft. "May he rest in peace," Zechs whispered. "Where is Duo?" he said a bit louder.

Trowa looked towards the door, gesturing that he was inside there then he turned his eyes to Zechs cautiously. "Are you planning to kill me?"

"Hm." Zechs grunted folding his arms over his chest and looking down at Quatre's lax body. He must have been hit pretty hard. There was dried blood on his forehead, probably from when his head had made contact against the floor. Luckily, the other had bandaged it, though why he would do that for one of his foe was beyond him. "No. I follow my agreement to Quatre that I leave him to you. It will be up to him what happens. However, the other two…are mines."

Trowa frowned slightly placing his hand on Quatre's forehead smiling slightly as he brushed them away. "Why aren't you trying to help your other friend?"

Zechs tensed slightly then frowned staying quiet for a long while before he finally did speak. "Why aren't you saving yours?"

"Heh. Nice comeback." Trowa closed his eyes for a moment. "He'd never forgive me if I interfered in his affairs. He's stubborn like that."

"I could say the same for my friend. He can take care of himself. However, I'd rather laugh with his anger then to know the fact he died without my trying to save his life."

"Good point."

Zechs frowned slightly as he turned looking over his shoulder back the way he came before he shook his head saying something under his breath and turning starting off back into the darkness. "I'll return after I take care of some business."

"Sure…good luck."

"You too, kid."

"How the hell can it keep up like this?!" Wufei said as they turned another corner panting heavily from tiredness. This was sickening! Not only was it the body of a well…not a close friend, but a friend nonetheless, but it also had to become a zombie that not only was hungry, but also ran at an astoundingly fast speed.

"I don't know why it's so fast!" Treize panted. He was just as tired as Wufei was, sweat pouring down his face as he risked a glance behind them. "She's still there."

"Fine! Then I'm turning to fight! I won't let this insignificant thing think it's got the better of me!" Wufei skid to a stop and turned around pulling his sword free and standing in a ready stance waiting for the zombie to come to him. The zombie formerly known as Dorothy continued towards him at full force, not slowing even a second as it got closer. Wufei cursed slightly under his breath trying to cut off all feelings as he gave out a little battle yell running towards the zombie holding the sword above his head ready to strike.

"Wufei!" Treize yelled sliding to a stop and turning around quickly. Was he that much of a fool?! Trying to go against that beast all by himself?! "Wufei, what are you doing?!"

"I'm going to kill it right now!" With that Wufei brought down the sword, cutting clear through the center of Dorothy's body all the way down to the soles of her feet. The zombie froze, standing there for a second as if nothing were wrong before it split down the middle, the worm like creatures spilling free and wiggling around on the ground. The two halves fell over onto the ground with a sick splush from the sounds of the worms made jiggling around on the ground.

With a smug little smirk, Wufei turned around to face Treize, shoving his sword back into the sheath at his side. "See? I haven't been working out at the force for nothing. And you called it a waste of time."

Treize smirked slightly then turned starting off again. "It wasn't as big a waste as I'd admitted it to be, at least, not for one Wufei Chang." Wufei Chang…Chang Wufei…he wasn't all that picky.

"Ready to go?" Wufei sniffed as he started over towards him.

"Well….Wufei?" Treize stared at him or was that…back…behind him?

"What? Don't tell me…something's there?" Wufei shake his head. "No it can't be!" He turned around quickly staring at the body standing there. It was Dorothy again…but it was like she'd never been split in half! There was a split in her forehead that was quickly healed over as the worms crawled over it sliding inside reforming it somehow. Stupid bugs…. "But I cut it clear in half!"

"It appears those little bug like creatures can regenerate themselves…and the host they live in." Treize shook his head quickly and grabbed Wufei's hand pulling him behind him as he ran, the zombie starting to move again. "This doesn't appear to be our day, old friend."

Wufei grumbled as he rolled his eyes. "You could say that."

As Treize kept running pulling Wufei along, he tried to think of what could destroy these things. Suddenly, he stopped, Wufei bumping into him pushing him forward a bit. Another creature stepped from the shadows wobbling slightly to get itself in balance. The creature's arms were broken and twisted at unnatural angles, as was one of the feet that was dragged sideways. There was dirty and scratches all along the body, probably from escaping whatever they'd been in.

"Relena…" Treize said in shock. "Both her and Dorothy were caught into this?"

"Those demented fiends…" Wufei said, his voice giving off his own shock no matter the words that slipped from his mouth. He started to back up, pulling Treize with him as he looked around for another exit. There was no way out! The only way to go was…. Wufei glanced back glaring towards the Dorothy zombie. "Why do they always have to pick on me?!" Wufei pulled free his sword standing with his back to Treize as he prepared himself.

"There's only one way to do this I see," Treize commented following his example and pulling out his own sword prepared to take out Relena. "If we cut them off, it will buy us time to escape."

"To where? I don't trust walking over a dead zombie's body that can regenerate itself at will."

Treize smirked slightly at Wufei's little comment then lifted his sword moving closer to Relena as he swung it around. At that time Wufei was charging towards Dorothy giving his little battle yell again as he came down on her. He sliced her down the middle wiggling his nose at the smell as well as the sight of the big split, the little maggots so packed inside they were overflowing as they fell off the side to the ground. He shook his head forcing himself not to stop there as he took the sword and duck it into her neck then cutting it across splitting it completely from the body. He looked the sword and used the tip to flick the head into the air away from him before he continued chopping the body into little piece.

Treize on the other hand, he removed Relena's head, the body part melting into the ground becoming individual maggots that tried to crawl back up the body. He quickly continued with his actions slashing across the body chopping it apart section by section watching the piece sliding off towards the floor turning into the little worms before they'd even touched.

Wufei panted looking down at the little maggot creatures and backed his way towards Treize. "We better go now, before they get back up." His eye twitched as he saw an arm twitching fingers starting to come back together. "They don't take long."

Treize nodded quickly jumping over Relena's body and turning waiting for Wufei to follow his move before he started off. Something told him this wasn't even close to the end of those little beasts.

TBC….

Muhahahahahaha! It didn't take me a week! Though it's not eight pages or anything *blinks* Wow I really need to get to work on those other fanfics before someone kills me. All in the days work of a fanfictioner *blinks* Ok ok, fanficcer, or somethin like that. Anywhos ^^ Next part! Heero and Dermail actually fight! Finally!! It's starting to get like DBZ with the prolonged battles oi. Then uh…we find out where Wufei and Treize end up, where Zechs went, and Quatre finally wakes up! ^^ And uh…if I were to start on another fic, what pairings would you people want? *blinks* I mean I love my 1x2/2x1 don't get me wrong I just wanna try some of the others I've never read. *blinks* Or so to say, I'm in an experimental mood. Sounds like sex. ^^ Which sounds like Zechs. OK, I'll shut up. Review!