Pairings: 2x1/1x2, 4x3, 6x13

Warnings: biting, blood, gore, vampires, dead body parts, monsters, citrus, AU

Comments: Just a bit of musing turned story

Author's comments: ^^ It's still the sequel ^^ yeah, duh. *blinks* Um….let's see….. Sorry about taking so long. Like months. Things have been kinda hectic and dare I admit it, I was having a bit of writer's block in trying to figure out what direction I wanted this story to go. I hope I picked the right one. We'll see. This may not be the best of parts, and I apologize ahead of time I'll do better next time as I am starting to get back into the flow of things. *bows his head* Gomen nasai, everyone.

Helpful Notes: "talking and crap" = intercom thingy

Crimson Targets Bloodred Nights 2

Nothing was going right. This was nothing like how it had all started. Why was Quatre ignoring him? Why was he going after Heero? And why did he feel like this? Trowa shivered slightly but sat near the window in his master's room. He wore fake little black kitty ears on his head, as well as a black spiked collar. It was something his master had wanted for his slave. Strange, at first he didn't mind being called a slave to a vampire. But now…he was starting to wonder. He'd starting going in to a type of depression, ever since his master started neglecting him. He wasn't happy, and for that he'd started closing up again whenever his master wasn't around.

Whenever Quatre appeared, however, the ice around his heart started to melt again, that is until he found that his master was only going about his own business. Right now he could hear just slightly the conversation between Heero and Quatre. Trowa hugged his knees to his chest, staring vacantly at the wall. Why was Quatre acting this way? He'd noticed something else as well. Duo wasn't all that happy with what Quatre was doing. But that wasn't all, Duo was also getting far more angry and violent than he used to be. It was like some change was taking place, and no one else noticed it but him. Quatre was changing, Duo was changing, Heero was…well he hadn't spoken to Heero in months now. He'd not had the chance to be alone with the other, with Quatre and Duo both fighting over him. Zechs and Treize were another story all together. It was maybe a year later when Zechs moved out taking his vampire slave with him. No one knew exactly where they were. It was so sudden that they left though. Treize had not looked quite himself though. But there was complete devotion in his eyes…and something else. This wasn't all, though.

Trowa had been having dreams lately. About Quatre…and Duo. They weren't good or comforting dreams in any way. In fact they involved a lot of blood shed. There was a large chance that the two would be at each other's throats soon. Maybe that was what he was sensing. If that was the case, he would protect his master, at all cost, even his life. Trowa's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought about that. He believed he loved his master just that much, but did his master love him back?

The door opened to the room, almost briskly, to admit the very man he'd been thinking about. Trowa's hopes perked up more. With Duo back to occupy Heero, Quatre wouldn't be able to interfere. He just had to come to him now! Instead, however, Quatre turned slamming the door shut behind him then turned stomping off to the bed. Flopping down, he rotated himself so he was sitting at the bottom of his bed, facing towards the door before his eyes flickered over to Trowa.

"Come here," Quatre said casually. Trowa stood to his feet, preparing to walk over when his master cleared his throat. "Crawl." Trowa blinked a bit then got on his hands and knees starting to slowly crawl towards Quatre, the little fake cat tail on his ass wiggling back and forth. He looked down as he moved, feeling extremely humiliated. Quatre was getting far worse. He was almost afraid of what he would be made to do next. Something was happening to his master…is happening to his master. He didn't used to be like this until sometime last year. Something was happening to Duo, the other's violent streaks coming close to being uncontrollable. And then, something was happening to himself. He didn't used to be like this nor would he have humbly fallen to crawling willingly to his master's feet…or would he have anyway? He shook his head slightly as he stopped before the bed, tilting his head back to look up at his master.

He didn't expect, however, to receive a slap to his face. It jarred him, his eyes that were once turned to his master, turned to the wall as he felt the sting of the burning slap on his cheek. "I didn't give you permission to look at me. You seem to be forgetting that you are nothing more than a slave to me." Trowa glanced back towards him, and almost received another slap, but Quatre's hand seemed frozen in the air. A closer look showed that Quatre wasn't even looking at him anymore, but at the wall, the wall to Duo and Heero's room. Finally Trowa could hear it, the sounds of the two lovers as they were finally reaching a climax to their lovemaking. It was enough apparently to stop Quatre's actions, as he stood to his feet. "I'm going out for a while. I want you to stay in this room. Do not allow any others in." Quatre reached a hand down, petting Trowa's head slightly. "Be a good slave to me, and I will treat you well."

Quatre's hand stayed a moment before he lifted it away slowly. Trowa looked up at him, staring adoringly at the other like a sick puppy then nodded his head. "Yes, master."

"This looks like the place," Wufei muttered softly under his breath staring up at the warehouse. He folded his arms across his chest, fighting off the morning chill. If vampires had been here, they were gone now, not unless they were insane. Still…he should check it out anyway. Muttering softly under his breath, he shoved his hands into his pockets, starting off into the building. Upon entry, the first thing he found was total darkness. He pulled free a flashlight from the waistband of his pants, holding it up and cutting it on looking around for the light switch. It didn't take long to find it; however, it proved useless since the lights didn't come on. Someone must have killed the power to the warehouse. That was a good sign of vampires, but he needed more proof.

That was when Wufei's nose picked up a slight scent of blood. Using that he followed the smell, fighting back the need for the taste of it. He'd never had to drink blood before but for some reason it was almost like he'd tasted it before. He seriously doubted he'd ever been a vampire in his past, and he hoped he'd never have to be one.

The scent got stronger. He slowed then stopped, tilting his head back and sniffing at the air before looking down. Using the flashlight, he pointed it at the ground. Right below him was a small spot stained red on the floor. Obviously someone didn't do a good job with cleanup. Wufei kneeled down, brushing his fingers over the spot then holding them under the light. Yep, it wasn't too long ago spilt. But even this wasn't enough proof. Blood was spilt everything through means of violence. He couldn't be sure how many people were missing from the city, but if he could find the bodies of the supposed 'blood donors' then it would be proof enough. Wufei froze suddenly as a sound from somewhere behind him caught his attention. It sounded like it was getting closer, a metal can rolling across the ground, tingling as something dragged against the floor. He started to his feet, looking around, flashing his flashlight in the darkness.

His light landed on something, a body walking towards him. As he stared, more sounds came from behind him. The scent of blood was still on the bodies, the stench trying to drive his senses crazy. He controlled himself, however, pulling out his faithful gun as he pointed it towards the first body. The VM, vampire maggot, started moving faster, seeing this new flesh and wanting a taste of it. It's feet shuffled faster as it dragged the heavy dead body, looking for blood.

The first shot went off and the VM fell, a bullet through the head. Not even a second later, the creature burst into flames starting to thrash on the ground, turning to ashes. Wufei wasn't paying attention to that though as he turned his body around, managing to hold the flashlight in his mouth to see. Another gun was pulled free and he started firing off rounds, shooting the VMs as they moved closer to him. He refused to die in a place like this with these bloodsucking maggots!

Click! Shit! He tossed the empty gun down, sticking to the one. He couldn't tell how many creatures there were, his only help being the small light from the flashlight, his ears that picked up on the sound and the smell of blood that drew closer.

"Captain, come in! Are you ok?!"

"Send a fire crew quickly!" Wufei scowled slightly forgetting the flashlight in his mouth. It fell then, the slight sound of a shattering bulb reaching his ears. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out. The other gun ran out of bullets, and he reached behind his back pulling out a clip as he let the empty one fall to the ground. A VM took that moment to jump, launching onto Wufei and biting into his arm. "Ahh!" Wufei yelled out in pain, then clenched his teeth shut, gritting them as he forcefully shoved the clip into the gun then rested the end of the pistol to the creature's head, firing. The VM reared back, combusting into ashes.

"Sir! Are you ok?!"

"I'm fine! Just send the fire crew here quickly! There are too many of them! I won't be able to hold out much longer!"

"Yes Sir! I'll contact them now then come in to help you! We can hold them off together till they get here!"

"No, wait!" Too late. The connection was cut. That stupid onna! Did she have any idea?! This wasn't some stupid video game or some horror clip! This was real! He scowled, blowing the brains out of another VM in anger. He could still feel the pain from the bite. How many more of them were there?! He started to feel a sense of dizziness, probably from the blood loss, and slumped forward, catching himself on a knee. He had to stay focused! His vision blurred slightly. As another wave of dizziness flew through him, he held a hand to his forehead, trying to focus. This proved a fatal move as a weight landed on him and he saw with his blurry eyes one of the creatures. It felt like it was in slow motion. The creature reared his head back, opening his mouth, teeth glittering with saliva as he came down, biting Wufei sharply on the shoulder. Wufei yelled out again, clenching his eyes in pain. God damn blood suckers! He took his gun, resting it against the head of the creature, his hand shaking from the stress he was putting on it. Just a little more….

A gun went off. Wufei opened his eyes a bit more, sitting up slightly as the weight on his body was lifted, turned to ashes. He looked down at his gun, not seeing smoke or anything to signal it was his bullet.

"Are you ok, sir?" He looked up, seeing the trainee Hilde standing beside him. He noticed her attention wasn't on him though, as she was firing bullet after bullet into the VMs.

"I'll live," Wufei said as he pushed up to his feet. He winced slightly with the pain but he had to ignore it, for now anyway. He glanced sideways at the girl, then lifted his gun shooting off rounds as well. The numbers were still many so he was a little curious as to how she managed to get all the way down to where he was. "Did you contact them?"

"Yes, sir. They should be arriving within the minute." She fired another shot, her aim shockingly perfect. Wufei grunted slightly. Great, he was being outdone by a woman. What could be worse than that?

"Good. Then we need to be out of their way by the time they get here." He glanced around mid-shot, looking for a way out. They happened to be completely surrounded by the VMs. That meant that a lot of vampires must have been in here last night. All this was happening right under his nose. Had it been done to set him off on purpose? How many creatures were on other levels all together? "We're going to have to burn the building down. I don't want a chance that we miss one and it gets lose." The pain in his arm still burned achingly, putting strain on his arm. This wasn't good. What happened to a person who was bit by a VM? He shook those kinds of thoughts away, reloading a new clip into his gun. Shit, there were only two clips left. Wait… "Hilde, how did you get here?"

"Hm? Oh!" Hilde smiled sheepishly pointing up above their heads. "There was a ladder. But we won't be able to reach it from this far down." Curses…. Wufei grumbled under his breath, nursing his hurt arm and at the same time using it to help aim the gun. The creatures were plentiful. This…wasn't turning out good.

"Looks like my little pet has come home." Wufei's eyes widened as he heard the voice and he almost dropped the gun. No, it couldn't be. That couldn't be possible!

"T-Treize?" He looked around swiftly, trying to find the man. Suddenly the VMs stopped attacking, falling to the ground and clutching at their skins in agony. He glanced over at Hilde and found her falling, her eyes slipping closed as she came in contact with the ground. "No! Hilde!" Wufei ran to her, kneeling down beside her as he checked her over. He gave a sigh of relief when he saw no injuries and felt the very vibrant pulse that signaled that she was alive.

"Don't worry, she is only at rest. My business is with you not her." A dark figured stepped before the kneeled boy, looking down at him. Wufei's eyes traveled up, squinting slightly through the blurriness to see the man.

"Treize…it is you. What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with my master, of course." Treize smirked slightly. Something about him was different…aside from the dark clothes he was wearing that is. And the sadistic way he was looking at him. And the fact that his teeth were longer, his eyes were darker, he has smudges of blood on his lips and cheeks. Wufei found himself staring at the bloodstains and licking at his lips slightly before he shook his head free of those thoughts. No, he wasn't a vampire. And he was not going to fall to the ways of one!

"I take it Zechs is nearby then," Wufei said, setting his eyes to a glare.

"Closer than you think, little pawn." Wufei jumped slightly as, seemingly like magic, a shadow was hovering over him from behind. He tilted his head back, looking up at the man clouded by darkness. He received a grin in return. "I told you I'd be keeping an eye out for you, didn't I little pawn?"

"I should have known," Wufei muttered lightly under his breath. "So what brings you to the city besides having fun with your little raves and killing these innocent people?"

"Why…you of course." Zechs walked around him, moving until he was behind Treize where he draped his arms around the other's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. "We still want you to join us. What would you want with the life of a miserable human? So frail, so quick to die." He pointed towards Hilde as he nibbled lightly on Treize's ear. "You would only have one weakness, and that could be easily defeated." He took the finger, sliding it over the side of Treize's neck, digging the nail in and punturing the skin, a small flow of blood coming free. Wufei's eyes darkened and his nose flared. He shook his head quickly, covering his mouth and nose with his hands. Damn them! "It seems you're cravings are becoming an issue." Zechs licked his tongue over the cut, Treize giving out a soft breath as the tongue moved over his skin, seeking and tasting the blood. "I said it once before. You are not truly a vampire so you do still have human characteristics and needs. However, your desire for blood would become as great as a vampire's. What would happen if you turned on the people closest to you?"

"Grr…die!" Wufei lifted his gun up, shooting off rounds. Six shots rang out, the tip of the gun smoking from the shots. He squinted his eyes more, fighting off the need for rest as he searched the darkness. He found the two vampires gone. He'd been too slow. He slammed a fist into the ground then winced instantly regretting doing that move. So close…he was so close. He closed his eyes, seeing the face of his friend Treize. How…could he have let it happen? It shouldn't have been him…it should have been…. He felt the world spinning, his body moving, falling as he started to lose consciousness. He was vaguely aware of a sound, some type of animalistic roar in his ears before he finally did pass out.

Tbc…

*wipes imaginary sweat off his forehead* Talk about taking forever. Sorry about that folks. I'd like to thank all my reviews for wanting to kill me if I didn't write the next part. *blinks* Without you I wouldn't have done it ^^; hehe… *wipes at his forehead with a handkerchief* I'll try to get part um *checks* three up as soon as possible, k? ^^ Thankies! Ja ne!!