Boy Vampire Slayer Chapter 7
AN: I've used the site for the foreign words, so they might be off, which I apologize for. And because I forgot to mention it earlier, Li is Hong Kong, and Im is South Korea. And also, I'll take some artistic license and change some things, mainly from the Buffyverse. I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Hetalia.
The lights in the club were almost all off, except for one in the back of the building, lighting up the stage with a dim, mellow light. The group that had just walked in made their way to the center of the club, watching their sides, and turning around to check their backs every so often.
"Hello?" Alfred called out, eyes searching out for anyone that wasn't a part of their group. "Anyone there?"
Arthur joined him, adding on, "It's us, the Slayer and the Watcher."
"And Company!" Alfred cut in.
"You've arrived! Very good!" They all turned sharply to the left corner of the stage, where Ivan, still with his tan coat on and pale scarf tight around his neck, stepped out of the shadows.
"Who else is with you?" Arthur asked warily.
"Everyone, come on out! We've nothing to hide, Право на? "
From behind him appeared, in a slow and orderly fashion, Yao, who was standing protectively in front of two Asian women, one of who was short and had long and loose hair and a crazy curl on one side, the other taller and with her hair in a ponytail. Li and Im eyes brightened with recognition, and they made their way to the front of the bundle of people.
"Mei! Chung! Long time, no see, huh?" Im said, nervously scratching the back of his neck.
"Im! Li! How's it been? I've been worried sick about you, it has been very long!" The shorter woman pushed her way in front of Yao, who spluttered indignantly as she did so. She wore a long, peach and white skirt, and a matching shirt.
"It's been fine Mei. And you? How's bein' a vampire?" Li looked bitter as he asked the last part, but Mei ignored it.
"It's been a good last two years!"
"Why'd you leave?" Im sounded desperate for an answer.
"Yao heard of the Master, and that he may be rising soon. He needed as mush help as he could get."
"And we weren't an option?"
"You both had school." Even Yao, who had originally given the reason, knew it was a bad one.
"And you Chung? How're you doin'?" Li asked, turning to the taller woman.
"As good as always. Been teaching Mei the tricks of the trade."
Arthur took the pause to ask his own questions. "You know them too?"
Im nodded, then explained further. "Vietnam was a vampire before she met Yao. Then they teamed up and traveled together. If they ever ran into orphans, AKA Li, Mei, a few others and I, they would take them in. Then, once you were eighteen, they offered to change you."
Arthur turned to Mei, bewildered. "And you accepted? Why?"
"It just felt…right!"
"To become a monster?" Alfred questioned.
Mei rounded on him angrily. "No, not a monster! Not every vampire is a mindless, killing machine! We're helping you aren't we? And we're not the ones who came armed to the brink with weapons!"
Alfred backed down, embarrassed. "So you noticed?"
Mei and Chung gave him a patronizing look while Yao and Ivan seemed more annoyed, feeling Alfred had just insulted their intelligence, albeit accidentally.
"Where are Francis and the others?" Arthur questioned.
" Right here." The voice came form behind the curtain, and out stepped more people. There was Francis, along with Sofia, Natalya, Toris, Eduard and Raivis. With them was more that Arthur and Alfred didn't know. Others however, seemed to recognize them. Gilbert and Antonio gaped at Francis, and Feliciano and Romano seemed to recognize him as well.
Im and Li again had sparks of recognition in their eyes as an Asian man stepped out. Behind him was two men, one with dark hair and one with lighter. The man with lighter hair had a small boy hanging onto his arm, standing nervously close by. There was a tall, intimidating blond man with spiky hair and an energetic and plucky looking young woman by his side. The last three to come out were a pair of blonds, one man and one young girl, the two of who had matching haircuts and another blond man, with a brazen strut visible as he made his way over to Toris.
"Who are all them?" Alfred asked.
Im answered for some of them. "The guy in the front is Cheng Wang. He was with Mei and us. Where are Abhay, Somchai, and Sarangerel?" He called to Yao. When some in the group murmured at the two additional names, Li elaborated.
"They would be close by. They weren't raised alongside us, but they would stop by every so often. They too were vampires."
"They are busy getting us food." A growl from Alfred made Yao go on. "From a blood bank. No humans will die by our hands Slayer."
"And the rest of them?" Arthur asked. "Who're they?"
"I'm Boris." The dark haired man answered, an edge to his voice.
"I'm Vlad, and this is my younger brother, Stefan." The boy nodded eagerly as his older brother introduced him, as of to say "that's right!"
"I'm Laura! And this is my big brother Lars! Say hello Lars!"
"…. Hello." The blond man went back to silence and crossed arms.
"And this is-"
"I can introduce myself Laura! I'm Vash. Vash Zwingli." The blond had a quarrel-ish air about him, like was easy to provoke.
"I'm Lilli." The small girls voice was soft and like a bell. Arthur was reminded of the days were Peter was lethargic or sick. The boy was exceptionally sweet at those times, and was much more gentle and calm than usual.
"I'm Feliks! Can't forget to introduce me, can ya?" The other blond was resting on Toris' shoulder, and the longhaired Lithuanian seemed about ready to crash.
"How could we?" Laura muttered under her breath.
"…Francis?"
Thirteen years ago, when Gilbert was only eight years old, he got his first phone. He and his family had been going on vacation in France, and his parents saw it fit to give him one in case he got lost. And knowing Gilbert, he would get lost. And he did.
A man in all black and white had captivated him with a white painted face, a man who didn't talk at all, putting on a show for passersby. When his mother had been taking a call and his father had to take Ludwig to the bathroom he had decided he would go to check out the strange man himself. While he stood in the small crowd to watch, he backed up into a boy, only a little bit older than him, with dark tan skin, chocolate brown hair and vivid green eyes.
"Hello! Who're you?" The boy had an accented voice, one that Gilbert knew from a girl in his class whose parents were from Spain.
"I'm Gilbert! And you?"
"Antonio. Hey, Francis, come here." At Antonio's call came a taller boy, with blond hair pulled back into a small stub of a ponytail, as it wasn't that long.
"Who did you meet Toni?"
"This is Gilbert. Gilbert, this is my older cousin, Francis."
The boys stayed with each other the rest of the day, until Gilbert's parents eventually tracked him down. Before he could be taken back, the three exchanged numbers, claiming they would stay in touch, as friends. They had had their doubts, but it had worked. They moved to America together once Gilbert was eighteen, but three years ago, it had all changed. Out of the blue, Francis had disappeared, leaving only a note to say that he had not been kidnapped and wasn't in danger, to dissuade his concerned friends that no police intervention was needed.
The two left behind had been upset for months, though they had tried to hide it. They had both tried to call their lost friend many times, each time with a renewed sense of hope or a dull felling of disheartenment. They had never really stopped, though the calls got less and less frequent, until eventually they were only on holidays, birthdays, and other important days.
"Where did you go?" Antonio was gaping at the sight of his cousin, not quite sure if it was really him or not. And if he was standing on that stage, with those other creatures, did that mean he too was…
"Are you a vampire?" Gilbert voiced the Spanish man's own thoughts, his question cutting through the tense silence.
"Guess you are not the only one being reunited with past friends Mei," Francis chuckled, but his eyes betrayed the overwhelming joy he felt at being brought back to his friends.
"More importantly," Antonio started, "why? Why did you leave?"
"I was a vampire. A monster. I felt like you would-"
"What?" Gilbert challenged. "Leave you? Hate you? Do you really think so little of us?"
"No, my dear friends. I thought you might get hurt."
"Still," Gilbert hissed, " a note would've been cool."
"I guess it would've been," Francis admitted.
"Sorry to interrupt, but we are here for a reason, one that isn't reconnecting with old friends." At Vash's words the two groups settled down, and Yao took the ground between them.
"Let's find somewhere to sit, shall we?" He suggested, knowing it would be easier to have everyone in one area, together, than apart and standing like they were now.
"There are enough chairs for everybody upstairs!" All eyes turned to Feliciano, who had one of his hands up in the air, the other pointing to the stairs.
"We could sit in a circle, so everyone can be heard and seen equally," Alfred put in.
"Let's go then," Arthur announced. He took a few steps backwards to the stairwell in question before another voice stopped him.
"You leave your weapons here." The room went silent fast at Ivan's command.
"Why should I?" Arthur responded.
"Yeah?" Alfred jumped in, backing his Watcher up.
"We are not bringing any weapons," Ivan pointed out.
"You've got built in weapons!" Alfred spat.
The Slayer's angered reply provoked a few of Ivan's group, who stepped forward aggressively. Those on Alfred's side who noticed too stepped forward, arms and weapons braced, ready for a fight. Those who were keeping a level head grew nervous. If a fight broke out now, there would be injuries; injuries that neither side would want or could afford.
"Everybody calm down!" Yao's yell brought the attention back to him and off of the impending fight. "Let's ignore what just happened, yes?" A few tentative nods, and some more hearty ones followed his words He continued. " Arthur, if it keeps the peace, can your team leave their weapons."
Arthur thought, his lip curled and brows drawn together. "Fine," he finally conceded. "But I don't like it!" He hastily added.
"Well, I don't like having to work with you and the Slayer in the first place; not may of us do, just as you don't want to work with vampires. But we have no choice. So deal with it." Yao stalked off back into the crowd of his own group, back to stand next to Ivan.
"You heard him. Get going, fast as you can!" The assembled people began to make their way up the stairs, some faster than others. Alfred and Arthur stayed at the bottom making sure all weapons were accounted for. Ivan peered at the pile of axes, swords, stakes and other things.
"That is everything?" He asked.
"All that we know of," Alfred responded.
"Then you may go with your friends."
The two men were understandably nervous at being in front of so many deadly creatures, and kept looking over their shoulder in case any of them made a move. Arthur felt like eyes were staring into his very soul; eyes that could see the stake he had in the pocket inside of his jacket. He tried to avoid fiddling with it out of nervousness, but still did a few times.
Feliciano, Ludwig and Laura worked on arranging all of the chairs while the remaining people stood in a loose circle formation, may of them trying to avoid having to talk, though some were fine with interacting. Im, Mei and Li had retreated to a nearby corner, talking in hushed, excited tones, though every once and a while Mei would give a small jump, as would Im. Laura was conversing cheerfully with Antonio, though both he and Gilbert would throw furtive glances towards Francis every so often. Soon enough all the chairs were in place, and everyone took their seat.
"So, to begin," Arthur started, "what do we know of the Master's plan?"
"Only that it will involve killing the Slayer and creating the Anointed One, whoever or whatever that is. All we know is that it will be a young human who he will turn into a vampire," Sofia answered, tearing up as she mentioned the Anointed One. She was not the only one to tense up or get alarmed by the mention of a young child turned vampire. Arthur, Alfred, Berwald, Elizabeta, Lovino and a few others got nervous as well, becoming visibly more alert.
"What type of kid do they got in mind?" Alfred asked, not quite sure he wanted the answer.
Sofia just shook her head sadly. Alfred sighed in disappointment.
"We don't know much at all. Just that it'll all go down within the year," Natalya added, tone abrasive and angry.
"So what did ya need all of us for anyway?" Lukas asked, facing Arthur and Alfred, who were sat next to each other.
"The Master'll have created an army, and we need a formidable sized group to fight back," Arthur responded, hoping that the Norwegian wasn't asking because he wanted to back out.
"Do we all have to fight?" Asked a timid voice towards the left side of the circle, Feliciano poked his head out from in between Ludwig and Lovino, shifting his seat forward. "I'll do it if I have to, but I would prefer not to."
Arthur groaned. "Do you have anything else you could do to help us out in a fight?"
"I'm good at making food, or being like a nurse!" Feliciano stated excitedly.
"That is…surprisingly useful actually," Arthur admitted.
"Good job Feli!" Alfred cheered.
"Back to the problem at hand," Ivan's voice boomed, "we need to figure out where the Master is."
"And how do you propose we do that?" Alfred inquired challengingly.
"Simple. We find his lackeys, then extract our information." Ivan pronounced.
Alfred wrinkled his nose in confusion. "Extract? Like using a mind probe or somethin'?"
"Like gain it forcibly," Yao explained, hoping the teenager would understand what he meant.
"Like… torture? Is that what you're trying to hint at? No way! Arthur, tell 'em that's crazy!"
Arthur stood stone still in his seat, not able to meet his Slayer's pleading eyes. "They're not wrong," he whispered. "Torture may just be what we need to use."
Alfred scoffed disbelievingly, rising to his feet. "You cannot be serious. Arthur, no."
No response from anyone, just furtive and guilty looks thrown across the room from eye to eye.
"And you're all okay with this? All of you? Feliciano? Matthias, Berwald, Gilbert? Nobody but me see's a problem with this?"
"It's not that we agree with it, or even like it," Elizabeta told the blond, "but… people are gonna die, Al. I know you don't like it-"
"Why are all you acting like you've gone through this before?"
"Of course not all of us have gone through this before!" The brown haired woman reprimanded, "but some of us have!"
Alfred looked like he had been struck. "But still…"
Arthur stood up to face Alfred. "It may be necessary, but we won't use it as an option unless we need to. You don't have to do, you don't even have to be there."
"That's worse, knowing about something horrible but turning a blind eye."
"So," Arthur began, "where do we start looking for these vampires?"
"They all have a similar necklace, a gold oval with an eye inside of it. The of the Master." Yao answered.
" Are they all in this town?"
"Most likely. The majority of them are at least."
"And what about heir weaponry?"
Yao smirked. "One of the good things about them is their arrogance. They only use their own fangs and strength, no other complementary weapons."
"So we get going now, we could eliminate the threat before it really even begins," Arthur deduced.
Yao nodded. "That's why we contacted you early on. Or, got Francis to."
"And when do we start?"
Ivan spoke this time. "As soon as possible."
Arthur looked around the circle of the gathered people. "Tomorrow night? Same time as we met tonight? If we split into groups, we can cover the whole town."
"What 'bout the kid?" Everybody turned to Berwald, whom had spoken up to many peoples surprise. "Peter."
"…Dammit," Arthur hissed, frowning.
"I'll stay with him, at least for a little while," Lilli offered, standing up to speak.
"Thank you," Arthur stated sincerely.
"So do we go for now, come back here tomorrow?" Alfred asked.
"We didn't really need everybody here tonight, huh?" Matthew, who hadn't spoken since they got there, laughed.
"Still good that everybody was here," Francis murmured, looking at Gilbert and Antonio.
"Now wait just a minute, " Lovino began angrily, "we can't close the club for another night."
"You won't have to," Ivan reassured. "We have our own secret meeting place."
"Where?" Alfred asked.
"Well now, it wouldn't be very secret if I told you, know would it?"
Arthur jumped into the conversation. "How are we supposed to get there if you don't tell us where it is?"
" We will send someone to get each of you," Ivan stated.
"You don't know where all of us live," Alfred laughed mockingly. Arthur threw him an angry glare, but he didn't pick up on it and winked back.
"We have methods of finding out," Yao told him in a dangerous tone.
"So we'll meet tomorrow?" Arthur reaffirmed.
"Tomorrow."
"Okay then. We'll say our goodbyes. I'll be leaving," Arthur finished, turning on his heel and to the stairs. He could hear exchanged goodbyes between any of the humans and vampires who knew each other, but ignored them. He made his way to his car, anxious to get back home.
"So, Mattie, we'll be heading back soon?" The tall blond turned to his brother, who was bouncing back and forth on his feet restlessly.
"You look ready to leave right now," Matthew pointed out.
"Yeah, but I wanted to give ya a few minutes."
"And why would I need those?"
"To talk to Monsieur Frenchy-French," Alfred teased.
Matthew's eyes widened, mortified. "Wh-what? Why would you say that?"
"You were staring at him the whole time. I think everybody noticed," he remarked sympathetically.
"I really need to get over that habit," the Canadian whispered.
"You can practice on the car ride home. Can we go now?"
"Yeah, yeah." The two met up made their own way to their car, talking and jesting as they always had.
Sorry for shortness, next chapter will be longer!
Право на: Right in Russian, or at least that's what I got. If anyone wants to correct me, feel free.
And new characters introduced are:
Mei: Taiwan
Chung: Vietnam
Cheng Wang: Macau
Abhay: India
Somchai: Thailand
Sarangerel: Mongolia
Boris: Bulgaria
Vlad: Romania
Stefan: Moldova
Laura: Belgium
Lars: Netherlands
Vash: Switzerland
Lilli: Liechtenstein
Feliks: Poland
Thanks for reading and please review!