Arthur opened his eyes the second the sun set. He had had a dream about that girl from the night before. It was those eyes... her eyes, that entranced him, that captured his attention. After his encounter with the werewolf he couldn't think straight, let alone get any hunting done. Of course, he had been ridiculed for coming home empty handed again. The scolding was really unwarranted given the amount the human population had dropped. Reminding his siblings of this little fact got them off of his case more times than not.

Arthur's second oldest brother, Scott, being the jerk that he was, was the first to give him a hard time about his hunting that night. The oldest of the siblings, Liam, was the one that noticed the werewolf scent on his clothes. Thankfully, the third oldest, Dylan, didn't say a word, while Arthur's younger sister teased him for mistaking a werewolf for food. No matter what they said, Arthur consoled himself by brushing them off with a smart comment or busying himself with something else. He hated his siblings, or at least his half brothers.

Arthur used to have a younger brother named Peter, who was his real brother. He was much younger than them and didn't survive the war. Arthur never got along with him much either, but in a way he still missed the kid. Now the only real family he had left was Alice. Everyone else was just a half brother.

"Oi, get up will yu? Any longer and we'll be missin' dinner again!" Scott growled landing a hard kick to Arthur's ribs, making him wince in response.

"Leave him alone, Scott. If you're so hungry, why don't you go hunting?" Alice snapped at him, crossing her arms. Arthur didn't always get along with his sister, but they had a silent agreement that they'd stand up for each other when it was needed. Alice must have felt it was important to stand up for him now.

Scott turned on her and growled angrily, "Stay out of t'is will yu? We all agreed on our jobs and 'is was hunting."

Alice's eyes narrowed and her voice stayed dangerously calm. "He will go when he is good and ready. But in case you have forgotten, you have a job to do too," she told him before giving him a smirk that always sent chills down Arthur's spine. "Now unless you want another fight with Liam, I suggest you do your job today."

Scott snarled in frustration then stormed off. "Fine, but if he doesn't have food for us tonight, it will be his throat!" he called back to her before disappearing down the stairs, then out of the old house.

Arthur listened for the sound of the door slamming to tell them that Scott was gone before looking at his sister. "Thanks," he mumbled getting up. "Why does he listen to you and not me?" The answer was partially obvious. His sister could get terrifying, having that dangerous aura to her. She was stern, and didn't back down from Scott like the rest of them. Alice also was almost always right; it was a rare time indeed when she was wrong about something. It wasn't a surprise she survived for this long.

Alice smirked darkly, sending another chill down her brother's spine. "Because I know how to get to him," was her answer. She suddenly started laughing, "He thinks he's so smart, he's no different than any other bully."

Arthur shook his head at his sister in what was either disbelief or amazement. "Well at least you don't have to worry about him."

Alice just shrugged, "Maybe, but being the brute that he is, he always wants to be the dominate sibling and have everyone bow before him without question." She made a disgusted face, "Pathetic, really."

Arthur finally smirked, "He just doesn't like that he's being dominated by a girl." He sounded amused by the thought.

Alice narrowed her eyes, looking annoyed. "He hates being dominated period. Doesn't matter who's besting him," she told him sternly.

Arthur just shook his head then narrowed his eyes, "He needs to go." He hadn't even bothered to wait for his sister to calm down.

Alice instantly became furious at the idea, "Oh yeah? And how do you suggest we do that? Liam would never approve."

"Then kick him out too, he's no better than Scott anyway," Arthur huffed.

"Look, if you think they're dangerous now, then you're thick headed. They'll only get worse if we kick them out. As much as I hate them, I'd prefer keeping them close to having them trying to rip our throats out," Alice told him sternly.

Arthur sighed and nodded, "I suppose you're right."

Alice watched him for a moment before telling him, "Alright get going, we can't go much longer without that blood. At this point I don't care if it's animal blood. Just bring us back something."

She seemed to hesitate after that as if she was debating something. Arthur watched her curiously, waiting to see what was the matter. Quickly, leaving no time for objections, she pulled him into a tight hug, causing him to yelp in surprise. She held the hug for a few seconds before pulling back, avoiding his eyes. "Be careful, I don't want you running into those werewolves again."

Before he could say anything to her, she turned away and headed down the stairs. The sound of the door was enough to tell him that she had left the house.

A/N: Yay! Chapter 4 is done! Alright so here is where the real fun starts. Arthur has always had problems with his brothers but this is where things start to escalate. I tired showing Scot's accent a bit more so you can definitely know when he's the one speaking lol

For those of you that don't know, Liam is Ireland and the oldest, Scot is obviously Scotland and the second oldest, Dylan is Wales and third oldest, then comes Arthur, then Alice, then lastly comes Peter who is Sealand. He's dead XD

I believe that's everything lol

~Wolf