Graves decided to best watch over Pavi until he was old enough to be blooded, he had to get closer to him, so he decided to use all the powers in his vampire arsenal to be close to him. He used his youthful looks, a product of aging at only a tenth of the normal human rate, to get into the house pretending to be a tutor for Pavi's failing math grades. Rotti was suspicious at first, but when your son thinks that it's possible for there to be ten out of nine people as a statistic, you've really no room to deny him a math tutor.

Luigi noticed that as Pavi spent more time with Graves, he spent less time with him. He began spying on them and getting very jealous. He also became suspicious when he saw Graves cut through bricks with his nails. He had to get a closer look at Graves' fingers, if they had the ten scars, Luigi would know he was a vampire and do what he had to to protect Pavi.

Finally, Luigi grabbed Graves by the wrist on day in the hallway and held his hand up, yanking off his glove revealing five little scars across his fingertips. Graves glared and punched Luigi unconscious before taking his glove back and walking off to see Pavi again.

Luigi glared daggers through the window of a restaurant that Graves and Pavi were at one night, watching them, getting insanely jealous. "I can't believe he'd pick that pretty boy vampire over me! He's so dirty and scummy too, I mean, look at those dirty dreads and the bad clothes? How can pop possibly believe this guy is a math tutor?! What kind of fucking math tutor takes his pupil out to dinner and spends the night with them?" Luigi glared, hurt, as he turned to leave.

"You know, Pavi…sometimes, you have to listen to your big brother and trust me, no matter how crazy what I have to say sounds. Your math tutor is a vampire and I think he wants to hurt you." Luigi explained shakily.

"Oh, Luigi, the vampires don't-a hurt the people they take-a blood from, they just-a take a little blood and-a then heal them up, besides, Graves doesn't wanna my blood, trust me, I'm much-a more important than-a that." Pavi grinned proudly.

"What do you mean?" Luigi asked suspiciously.

"I can't-a tell you, fratello, I promised Graves I wouldn't tell-a you until it happened." Pavi shook his head.

"Pavi…I think I know what you're going to do and please don't do it. I can't tell you why not to, but please, just don't do it." Luigi said, grabbing Pavi's shoulders and shaking him.

Pavi looked down at Luigi's hands and noticed the ten scars, one on each finger. He gasped. "Luigi! Y…You're a vampire too?"

"Not exactly." Luigi replied uncomfortably. "That's why you can't become one…I….I'm one of the others, a Vampaneze. We'll have to fight."

"Well-a, Graves said I'm-a the savior of the vampire race, I can't-a just let them die, so it looks-a like this is-a where we say good bye. I loved-a you, fratello." Pavi said. "Really, I did-a."

Luigi's face darkened. "Fine…." He sneered and turned to leave. "This is war, now, Pavi, no more Mr. Nice Guy. If you can't love me anymore, if you find me so repulsive next to that fucking vampire, then…then…." Luigi glared and his eyes seemed to flash red for a second, he struck out at Pavi, leaving three scratches across the right side of his face. "That's so you don't fucking forget me if you leave." He glared, skulking off into the night. Alone.

Pavi looked hurt and surprised that his own older brother could join the dark side of the undead world. The Vampaneze. Pavi had always known Luigi liked to kill things, but he'd always just turned a blind eye and never bothered with it. But now as the savior of vampires, Pavi was made to stand against his own brother, the one who'd loved him and cared about him for years. Could he really do this? Doubtful.

Blind Mag heard a knock at her door that night and when she opened it, there was Pavi looking confused and miserable.

"Pavi? Is something wrong, would you like to come in?" Mag asked, stepping back and offering Pavi a way into the house.

"Mag….You were-a right….Vampires are-a real and I'm-a their savior…But…but… Luigi is-a the savior of the Vampaneze…." Pavi said softly. "How am-a I supposed to stand against-a my own brother?"

"Pavi…I'm sorry, I would have told you, but Lady Evanna always tells me not to give away the future because it could unleash something horrible." Mag said, hugging Pavi close to her.

"Mag, what are you? How do you know the future?" Pavi asked.

"I am a mere apprentice sorceress, no more, no less." Mag replied.

"Can-a you fix Luigi? Can-a you make him human again?" Pavi asked.

"No…" Mag said softly. "The only way to change him is to blood him as a vampire. And no vampire will do that, it would deny both the vampires AND the Vampaneze victory and no vampire will give up victory just for the sake of one person."

"Can't-a I blood him when-a I am a vampire?" Pavi asked.

"No, Pavi, you'd never be allowed." Mag shook her head. "Just forget it. You could get seriously hurt, it's not worth it."

Pavi sighed. "Well, thank-a you anyway…" He said, and he left, feeling quite distraught.