A/N: Hi guys!

So, I may lose my internet for God knows how long. My mom says we haven't paid the bill in three months. She said "I will wait for the shut off notice then figure out something." Really, mom? Really? So yeah. If that happens then I'll tell you guys, and I'll figure out how to update. Last time this happened we had no internet for months….So hopefully that won't happen!

But yes…enjoy the chapter!

Lovino's POV

"What the fuck do you mean, we have to talk about the business? Obviously I have to take it into my own hands, right?"

Potato bastard shakes his head. "Nein, Lovino. You have to fake your death and go to California."

"What the fuck?!" I all but shriek.

Albino bastard shrugs. "Apparently your grandpa had told our Opa that if something were to happen to him and either you or Feli that the other would go to some school in California until you were either out of school or the other got better."

"Bullshit!"

The potato fucker shakes his head again. "Look for yourself." He hands me a letter. Sure enough, it's Nonno's handwriting, saying exactly what Gilbert had said.

"Fuck…I can't just up and leave Feli and Nonno, though!"

Gilbert smirks. "We knew you would say that. And so did Opa. He told us to tell you that he would try to get them over there with you."

"What about the business?"

Ludwig shrugs. "We don't know."

I groan. "When the hell do I leave?"

"We leave when you are well enough to travel."

"Fucking excuse me, bastard?"

"Opa said that Luddy and I are going with you."

"Why?!"

Gilbert rolls his eyes. "Look at yourself, Lovino. Even when you can travel again, you're still going to be weak."

"I can still fucking protect myself!"

"Opa doesn't want any chances."

I groan again.

"Look, we don't want to leave either. It can't be helped." Ludwig cuts in before I can complain anymore.

Before anyone can say anything, Liz comes back in the room, Zero in her arms. "Oh! Was I interrupting something?"

I glare straightforward. "No. Now gimme my damn wolf. Dammit."

Liz laughs. "Fine, fine."

Ludwig suddenly looks alarmed. "Wait. Wolf?"

Liz nods. "Yep. That baby we found a while ago. Remember?"

"J-ja, but do you think it's safe?"

"Zero has been in here every day since Lovino woke up, so I don't see why not." Ludwig is about to say something, but Liz interrupts him. "Look, I don't know what you guys were talking about, but evidently Lovino needs to sleep.

It doesn't take long before the room is cleared except for me and Zero. And my fucking thoughts of course. "Goddammit, Antonio…leaving me all confused and shit…"

Zero's head perks up when I mention Antonio. "Aw, ya little shit, you don't need to worry. He's just some bastard who you won't meet. We're moving soon anyway."

Zero's head tilts to the side. I ignore it. Instead I slowly slip into a sleep.

I wake up to crashes downstairs.

I didn't know what to do at the time, besides go and check it out. Being the curious little shit that I am, that is.

I check to make sure the Feliciano is in bed. He is. Somehow he managed to sleep through the noise. Mamma is also in bed, but I don't see Papa. Or Nonno in his bed either. I wonder where they are?

When I check on Marcello, however, I notice that he isn't in his bed like he was just a mere hour ago. "Shit…" I mumble to myself as I race downstairs. God forbid Marcello broke something.

I try not to think of the other possibilities there could be.

I run downstairs regardless.

That's when I hear whimpers. I rush to where I hear the soft noise.

What I see makes my heart all but stop.

Marcello is sitting in the corner with this huge monster standing above him. There is blood all over the living room. I don't know what I had been thinking, but my big-brother instincts kicked in.

"Hey, asshole! Leave my fratellino alone!" Before I know what the fuck is going on, I grab a vase and throw it at the monster.

It turns towards me and, I run. Of course, who the fuck wouldn't?

I keep running. The monster is gaining on me, I know without actually having to look. I can feel its breath on my neck. I can hear its screeching.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I keep chanting while I run. I have no idea if it's still following me.

"Lovino! What are you doing?" I hear a very soothing voice call to me.

"M-mamma! We gotta run, that thing! Its! Oh, God, Marcello! I left him in the living room.

"What thing?"

"It's a monster!"

"Lovi, honey, aren't you a bit too old to believe in monsters?"

That's when we hear an inhuman screech along with Marcello's cries of agony.

I wake up because someone is shaking me slightly and saying my name. "E-Eh?"

Antonio blinks at me. "Oh! Lovi! You're awake! You started shaking and mumbling, so I thought that you were having a nightmare or something! Oh…but you probably want me to leave. I can understand that, I probably freaked you out earlier, so I'll just go…"

Before I can think, I sit up and grab his hand. "Ah!"

Antonio looks at me. "Lovi! Don't sit up, you're still hurt!"

"Don't leave…"

"What?"

"I said don't leave me. Bastard…"

"Okay, okay. Just lay back down, please." He suddenly reaches for my face. "And please, stop crying, quierdo. I don't like seeing you so sad." He wipes the tears from my face in a really cheesy fashion, like in those really stupid fucking chick flicks. Not like I would know from watching it or anything like that.

I feel myself slowly falling back asleep. "Bastard…you better not fucking leave me…"

Antonio smiles at me. "I won't. I'll stay by your side, even if you don't realize it."

A/N: I wanted it longer…but I couldn't figure out where to add more stuff in. And that makes me sad. Ah well.

Next week Lovi is gonna go to school. You could say these past few chapters have been a prologue of sorts. I'm eventually going to get a design for Alessandra. I just have to get around to actually drawing something not…weird, I guess you could say, haha. But I did come up with a design for a demon Lovi will encounter.

I've also noticed that I don't like writing Feli. It's hard for me to do it, mostly because I'm just not…Feli. And Antonio isn't doing so well in this story either, sadly. He's just not…cheery enough, I guess you could say. That's just my opinion. Going back and reading the previous stories, I realized that there have been a few arcs that I did leave unanswered. Like, I've never revealed what had happened with the rest of the characters who were in the 'Special' group. I may reveal it at some point, but I'm not gonna make a promise, sadly. There are a lot of things I wanna do with this story.

Anyway, leave a review for me, please! I get sad when there aren't any…Enjoy the rest of your day! (or night).

Lovino Vargas: 16 years

Feliciano Vargas: 16 years

Elizabeta Héderváry: 28 years

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo: 17 years

Gilbert Beilschmidt: 17 years

Ludwig Beilschmidt: 17 years