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Kemeno: *shivers too* But… I just love torturing him. XD

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The werewolves noticed it was time to leave when the ropes covering Lucian's body slowly disappeared. Cyryl screamed the orders to his men and everyone left the battling zone as Nidhoggr was just slipping into the opposite direction. Everyone gathered around in front of Lucian and hold their weapons tight in their hands, waiting. The snake stopped and opened its mouth from where Bea came running. Ernest, upon seeing her, quickly left Kay behind and hugged her tightly, whispering into her hear how happy he was to see her again, though he got happier when Nidhoggr walked outside his machine with Aaron, who was still pale but had enough strength to stood up and walk. By now, the ropes around Lucian's body had disappeared entirely and, taking advantage of that, he took off the snake over him and continued to fight with it.

It didn't pass a lot of time when the snake returned to its original form, the form of the lance and, intrigued and curious, Lucian returned to his normal form too, only to see a man he hadn't expect to see ever again, and the reaction towards it wasn't exactly the one the young man was expecting either.

"You are supposed to be dead!!", came the angry voice of Lucian as he and Dyango struggled, showing their fangs to each other and trying to rip their heads off. "You fucking died thirty-fucking years ago!!!"

"I was supposed too, asshole!!", came Dyango's reply as he shoved Lucian off him and blocked a punch straight to his face. "You have no fucking idea was to be sealed in that lonely and cold prison for two bloody years!!"

"And you have no fucking idea what I had to go through under Ratatosk's hands as his fucking toy!!", Lucian took Dyango's shoulder and pinned him against a wall, grasping his throat tightly.

"Do you… know what I felt when you turned against me? Did you?!?", screamed the young man. By now, Aaron and the rest were approaching both men slowly. "Fuck…", he started to cry. "I was really hoping you could get me outside that damn prison… I really did."

Lucian grinned and started to laugh.

"You always been a fucking dreamer!", he hit Dyango's forehead with his, making the younger male moan in pain, while Lucian grinned even more. "Tell me, when was the last time that I fulfill your expectations?", the young one opened his mouth but closed it after. "That's right! NEVER!"

But he didn't expect to Dyango to grin like he did and Lucian didn't like that.

"But tell me, Lucian, are you fulfilling the boy's expectations?", asked as his red eyes roamed over the crowd that was gathering around.

Just then, the vampire looked around and saw everyone looking at them, worrying for Lucian mostly and then, he saw Nidhoggr, Aaron and Dark Shadow standing there. He looked back at Dyango, to the crowd again and smiled insanely. Dyango swallowed hard.

"Oh? So have you caught some of my taste for setting things up like this?", he chuckled. "You have grown so smart, so very smart…", he released him and the young man slip down to the floor. "So what? You just came from dead to taunt me or something?"

"No, so that child gets to know what he respectably has to know as your mate.", answered Dyango and laughed at Lucian's expression. He stood up and dusted off his clothes, showing his fangs. "You see? You should have killed me with your own hands instead of simple leaving me to rot with the Boks down there…", he walked past Lucian and smiled to Dark Shadow, who sighed in relief.

Lucian was utterly pissed. And yes, he agreed with Dyango. He should have of killed him, he just have of put a damn hole between his eyes before dropping his body into the prison. Now, he was regretting doing what Ratatosk ordered him to do.

They all returned to the Hideout. Ernest had put some handcuffs on Nidhoggr, just to be safe, and he then started to chat with Dyango about why he had waited so long to join them. Dark Shadow was also with them, and Aaron was quiet happy the man finally did it, but also curious about the early fight he and Lucian had, of which the man didn't say a thing when the boy asked. He simply watched him and then returns his gaze to the front and, even when he didn't say anything, Aaron knew it was an 'I tell you latter' look. After so long, he learned how to decipher Lucian's looks.

The machine had to stay outside the Hideout and in a hidden place, far from it. They couldn't risk being discovered by Oyan's group, though Alice was always giving information about it almost every minute.

Lucian went straight to the little space he and Aaron shared without saying a word. The boy followed and sat on his lap, watching him wander his eyes in everything else except him.

"What's your problem?", asked the boy. He didn't dare giving the vampire a smooth caress because he was terrible angry. It was a miracle Lucian let the boy sit on his lap being like this.

"That fucking man…"

"Dyango?"

"Yes, him!", he gripped his teeth, his eyes shining in anger. He sighed. "He just haunts me, like always."

"From where do you know him? I bet you and him known each other from a long, long time ago seeing you have this… hate towards him."

Lucian groaned. As Dyango stated, he will have to tell him his past in order for him to understand what was going on right now. But he needed time to cool down before that so, after kindly saying that to Aaron, the boy smiled and nodded, lying on top of him as he hugged his vampire. The man sighed, putting his right hand over his eyes while with the other he petted the boy's head.

He really thought he had, much like Dumas, ripped of his past.

Nidhoggr went though a very exhausting interrogation from Ernest. Alexander had told him everything about him and that he should trust the vampire boy will not betray them as he did with Oyan. The Wind Terrennial also told his story and why he stuck with Oyan, but Ernest said he will have to consider it and talk it with the rest of the group. Nidhoggr seemed to be fine with it as the tanned man and Kay went to the other man, Dyango and Dark Shadow.

Ernest, Kay, Bea, Nish, Dumas and Aaron reunited in the most private room from the hideout with the young man and his vampire companion. After the fight, Dyango still had Lucian's hand marks over his neck but they were healing pretty quickly. Once everyone was in it, Ernest started with his questions.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Dyango, pleased to meet you all.", answered. "I'm a writer and I am the author of that famous book about vampirism most of you might know already.", all of them nodded in agreement. "I spend most of my time searching and talking with vampires and their mates to see what type of reactions they had to different situations, write them down and then do a book about it for the purpose to understand them more."

"Do you realize that with that you can bring vampires down, right?", said Dumas, his gaze locked on the blonde man. Dyango nodded.

"No wonder you were the first one to censor it.", he laughed when the rest turned to see him.

"What? You would have done the same in my place!", excused himself as he crossed his arms over his chest. No one paid attention to that as they continued.

"And why you have been secretly seeing Aaron for the past few weeks?"

"All of you would freak out, that's why. Besides, I wouldn't have of found those details he told me about his relationship with Lucian and all the things it happens to him.", Aaron blushed deeply, looking away when the rest looked at him. "He cooperated because he wanted to know more about vampire behavior so, we made a deal.", Dyango made himself comfortable on the chair, leaning back against it. "I needed new cases to write more about and we actually met in Acuna, when he wnt to look out for his mate but found instead two angry north gunslingers that tried to capture him. I saved him, we took different paths and then we encounter again close to Sheridan's mansion."

Lucian made his way to the room but didn't say or made his presence clear to everyone. He hid it, resting over the doorframe to listen what Dyango and the rest was saying.

"Like this, we had small and secret meetings to talk about vampire stuff and other things. When you guys decided to came here, we stopped seeing each other for a while.", he was obviously omitting that Aaron had Dark Powers and that he was the one he taught him how to manipulate them. The boy and the rest of the vampires were glad he didn't, otherwise, they didn't know how to tell Ernest about it. "Until he was captured by Oyan and decided to stop trying to talk with him. That's why Dark Shadow came, actually. He wanted to see if Aaron was here."

"The boy told us that you used to be a gunslinger.", said Kay, looking at the unused Solar Gun Dyango had in his belt. He smiled.

"Yes, I used to a little after my parents died. After that, I stayed under the protection of my older brother and mentor, before both of them decided to leave this world.", behind them, Lucian put a hand on his mouth to prevent the laugh to come out. He was really enjoying all the drama Dyango was putting for them and, the best from all was that they were buying it. Some parts were true, others not.

"How did you inherit the vampiric powers you have?", asked Dumas.

"Because I was bitten by a vampire, but the energy that passed to me from my parents prevented my body to be a complete vampire but, due to some circumstances, I had been obliged to awake that vampire half and use it. After so many years… well…", he shrugged, like saying he didn't have choice but to tell the curse to finally take his body.

Before anyone else could ask, Lucian's laughter was filling the room slowly. Everyone turned to see him and Dyango smiled too, knowing what the purple haired man had in mind.

"Now you will say that your Solar Gun is broken, right?", he laughed even more, approaching the man. "Damn, you have become good at this."

"Good at what?", asked Bea. No one in the room understood what was happening, but Aaron did. After what Dyango told him before Oyan captured him and the things he saw in Lucian's head when he controlled him, it was more than clear that Dyango was lying somewhere.

"He wasn't a gunslinger; he was a fucking vampire hunter.", said Lucian. "His parent's did die, at the hands of a crazy Count and at the sister of the man's wife, which were looking for the perfect power to control this word. His brother, on the contrary, didn't die.", Aaron was shocked to hear that, since it was the same he heard from Nero and Toasty when he decided to leave the Mansion. "He was taken by their aunt as a living experiment with Dark Matter. This boy held in his veins the power of the Sun and the Moon together thanks to his parents, each one of the Solar and Lunar tribe respectably.", he grabbed Dyango's Solar Gun and admired it, caressing it softly like remembering how it felt to have one of those in his fingers. "And that fucking bitch wanted those powers and used Dark Matter to control the boy and do whatever she pleased and that included fighting his younger brother, who didn't know he had a sibling until he had to fight her."

"How do you know all this stuff?", said Nish, really surprised.

"Because this, bloody, fucking bastard it's nothing more and nothing less that my annoying, bloody fucking little brother.", everyone gasped. "And his name isn't Dyango, mind you, it's Django.", Aaron stood up and Lucian grinned. "Yes, he is the warrior that used to fight besides your father, my child, the warrior that taught everything he knew, the one that tried to fight Ratatosk and ended up in that prison…", he turned to face the blonde man. "…all alone. Poor, poor little Dj…"

"Can I now tell your story, seeing that you summed mine pretty much?", teased the young man but the hard hit he received from Lucian told him that he didn't like the idea at all. "Fuck, when are you going to stop hitting me, you fucking sadist?!"

"When you learn to close your damn mouth!", he growled.

"But I deserve to know.", came the voice from Aaron. Lucian turned around and looked at him. The boy was standing still, hands into fist, frowning. "And if you aren't going to speak, then I will rather hearing it from your own, annoying, bloody fucking little brother."

Lucian had to admit he was in a huge problem, because he really didn't want to say anything about his past at all. But after all what happened, he sighed, sitting next to Dark Shadow.

"After I finish telling everything, I want to ask how the hell Dainn ended up with you.", said to Dyango.

"It's easy, actually. When father sealed Jormungandr in Spiral Tower, his soul was bonded with little Nero, who was the only visit I got in that prison. I let him bond with me and soon, he got his body back.", explained the young man.

"No wonder you have changed so much…", Dyango grinned and Lucian, nervous, looked at his mate. "What do you want to know?"

"All.", said Aaron. He took his chair and put it in front of Lucian. "I want to hear it all."

"Do I---?"

"I said all!", shouted, startling everyone in the room except Lucian.

"Yes, my child.", came the submissive response from the vampire. "As I stated before, our parents were from two different tribes. Django inherited more of the Solar Tribe, like father, and I did more from the Lunar Tribe, like mother. There was a little inconvenient with that; the Solar tribe was a mortal tribe, it was just humans chosen to control the Sun's powers and they could die anytime. On the contrary, the Lunar Tribe was consisted in Immortals, people that looked like humans but that wields the power of the Moon and could life forever, much like vampires nowadays."

"That union of our parents seemed to make our aunt, our mother's older sister, very mad. It shouldn't of happen since they were so different, yet so in love. They didn't care what the other's said, but Hel, our aunt, wasn't going to sit and watch, no. As soon as I was born, she decided to 'take care' of me. Our parent's couldn't do much and I had to stay with her, growing up with her and suffering from her experiments with the Dark Matter. My body naturally rejects it, but it reached a point in where I couldn't reject it anymore. The little solar grace I had died when the Dark Matter transformed my young body and turned it into a dhampir, a half vampire. At that time it wasn't that… concentrated, but with the years, it took the form of the well known and feared curse."

"I hated Django since I have memory. I always hated him, I still hate him from all the things he had, and from the things he didn't go through like me.", Lucian sighed, looking at the floor and then to his mate, who was carefully listening. "Then, Hel kidnapped her sister and sent the Count of Groundsoaking Blood to fight with father. He managed to kill him and transform him into a vampire, while he was still healing into the Blood Mansion, back in the old Istrakan."

"It was then when Django and I crossed path. I was Hel's right hand, and had under my direct order two guardians and two vampires; Garmr, the Snow wolf, Muspellheim, the Fire Golem, the same Count and Carmilla, the Crying Banshee.", Dumas' almost fainted if it wasn't for Nish who was just besides him to catch him.

"Was… that Carmilla…?", managed to say but Lucian cut him off.

"Let me continue.", he bit his bottom lip and felt Aaron's hands on his. Lucian smiled and kissed them. "Carmilla and I were very close since the beginning, I was hoping to kill Hel and release both of us from her grips and… live, you know. Both of us really hated being with her but… in order to access to the Dark Castle, up there in the space, Django had to kill her to break the seal.", he sighed again, taking a deep breath this time. "I was furious. Really, really mad. But I couldn't do much but save her soul inside my body, and wait. We defeated Hel, we managed to free Istrakan from her hands and then, we moved onto San Miguel, the city of the Sun, the city in where humans lived."

"There we met our deceased father, who was turned into a vampire thanks to the Count. I still couldn't get under the Sun thanks to the Dark Matter in my body, and I couldn't find a way to get rid of it either. Django and I took different paths but got reunited again in the Ruins, of which I heard they could bring souls from dead.", he smiled. "Yeah, I tried to revive Carmilla using the Remains but… all in vain as I had to help, yet again, my useless younger brother who was bitten by our own father and turned into a vampire. Dainn, this vampire…", he pointed to Dark Shadow. "… was our main target, seeing he wanted to revive Jormungandr to destroy all humans and living things, much like Hel wanted to do. Once more, we defeated him and put the Great Snake to sleep again."

"Then it was Ratatosk…", Lucian shivered. "As you all know, Vanargandr is the Beast of Destruction and, whoever possess it, will have a huge amount of power and that was what Ratatosk wanted; power, much like myself.", he laughed. "That man could only control you if there was Dark Matter in the body with his needles, but he needed the Blood of the Moon Beauty (that's how they were called the great priest and priestess of the Moon in my long, extinct tribe) to revive it and who better than me to do it. Of course, I would refuse to do it and so, he decided to control me and bring me to Mahoroba, the place were my mother used to live and where Vanargandr was sealed. In the end, I couldn't do much as I was under his spell; I woke up the Beast, I sealed Django into that prison and stayed with Ratatosk as his fucking test toy to see if he could duplicate the Lunar energy to bring out his original form, much like Stoker did to Dumas."

"Why?", asked Ernest.

"Some vampires have a hard time returning to their original form, which is the shape their energy takes in their primal base. Normally, it's always animal shaped, but it can vary from there. For example Nish is somehow an Icy lizard.", said Lucian, receiving a nod from the albino vampire. "I honestly don't know what I am; maybe some kind of demon, Dumas is something related to a feather bird with sharp talons, maybe a harpy, and then you can imagine what could be the other's.", Lucian tangled his fingers with Aaron's, seeing the boy smile. "What Lunar energy does is to oblige that original form to come out without effort. Ratatosk knew that, in any moment, I could break from his spell and use Vanargandr against him, seeing that by now I was bonded in soul with that beast. He was looking for a way he could match my power and still control me. Since I was being controlled and was fusing my soul with that beast, Carmilla's soul couldn't live in my body any longer and disappeared forever. That time, she finally died because of me."

"Then, Dumas came. He was a very good looking human that was captured by Hresvelgr, a damn parrot that I hated with all my guts. Since Ratatosk needed soldiers, he turned everyone in that party into vampires, and Dumas resulted to be a man known by his high intelligence and strategies in the battlefield, his fucking temper and quiet foul language.", the horned man chuckled at that. That comment made him remembers the good times he spent serving Ratatosk. "He was always picking a fight, I tell you. If it wasn't with Nidhoggr, it was with the Count, with Hresvelgr or even with Ratatosk.", he stroked Aaron's hands and resisted the urge to kiss them again. His body was slowly telling him that soon he had to feed. "Trinity was making progress rather quickly. After twenty years, he was gathering people to fight and founded the local Guild here. Five years later, he broke in the Vambery to rescue the people there. Honestly, I didn't know if that was a miracle or what, but I was there at the time he came and when he looked at me, he recognized me immediately as Django's older brother. I knew who he was, but never knew he would help me."

"Trinity took me back to the Guild and there I stayed. At that time I had a really long hair since Ratatosk forbade me to cut it so he could always pull it to torture me, but once free from his grasp, I cut it like you see here.", he run a hand into his hair and then he put it on Aaron's head, petting it. The boy blushed lightly, smiling. "Now, we only needed to get rid of the needles inside my body, most of them were already gone thanks that Nidhoggr helped me, and he called a girl I never thought I would see again."

"Ella.", whispered Ernest between his lips. Lucian nodded.

"She was… Carmilla. I mean, she had the same face, the same color of eyes, the same beauty spot in the same place!", he laughed. "I thought life was giving me a second chance so I took it and I started to talk with her to see if that reincarnation remembered its past life. I hoped so, but then I lost hope and decided to start over.", he laughed again, remembering. "When I came to the Guild… Aaron was about… a year or two years old, I think. No, I'm lying…", he made a mental sum in his head and grinned. "Damn, you had like… five years old actually, and you were a mass of energy running from here to there. Yeah… I can't believe it now, you know.", he told Aaron.

"I wonder why I don't remember you, then.", said the boy.

"Well… I didn't help Trinity in raising you, actually, since he didn't want me to. He raised you alone, with some help of Ella, but no one else, not even me.", he smiled and put his forehead against Aaron's, rubbing their noses together. "I trained with him and got instructed into using the new solar guns from that time. Since I hold Dark Matter in my body, I couldn't use solar guns, the old ones, carried by the Solar Boys since it uses direct Sunlight and I would burn my hand. Instead, I used the counterpart of it, Gun del Hell, which used Dark Energy. I was happy those didn't and I learned pretty quickly, noticing that I loved Bomber and Witch, even though I mastered them all in about a month.", he looked at Ernest and Kay. "Then, those assholes came."

"Hey!", came the tanned man's reply, but with a huge grin on his face.

"Ernest was a very strong man and capable of enduring rough fights so Trinity decided to stick up with him and leave to me the rest of the missions. I trained Kay myself…", he grinned. "Quiet an experience, right?"

"Shut up.", came his reply. "Bloody sadist… I was lucky I survived your 'training'."

Aaron laughed, remembering what Kay told him.

"Since Ratatosk lost me, his power was slowly decreasing. He had Vanargandr's body and still had some of his power, but ninety percent of it was with me, inside my body.", he touched his chest with his right hand. "It was obvious he was going to lose if the Gunslingers ever tried to go into battle with him, yet he didn't know that the one going to kill him was going to be Dumas.", said man moved his body in a nervous way. Nish hugged his waist with both arms and rested his head over his. "I still remember when Trinity and I fought Ratatosk. I never had so much rage built inside me. I really hated him and to see that I was going to finally kill him made me very happy.", he took a deep breath and caressed Aaron's hands. "I had to separate from Trinity as Dumas wanted to fight me but, having the Casket Armor and Perrault as a Terrennial, it was hard even for me to defeat him, and he ended up injuring me severely, while Ratatosk was in the same condition with Trinity. Dumas took the chance and killed them both.", again, the horned man shrunk in his place, really ashamed of his old self.

"What about Nero?", asked Bea. "He is Perrault's other half but, how did he slip from her?"

"Well, that's easy. While being in the Guild, Trinity used old seals to restrain my Dark Matter and adopt a more… human appearance. That's why when you guys knew me as Sartana, I had brown eyes, but they had been always red. I could go under the Sun and such but, when Dumas 'killed' me, those seals broke and the Dark Matter started to spread yet again. My right eye became red, I lost color in my skin and all my senses were becoming sharper.", though he was looking to Aaron, the boy knew he was lost in his memories. "Both of my energies, the Lunar and the Dark, were too strong for Perrault to bear when I fought Dumas, and my own powers were the ones that called Nero from her, creating the Terrennial of Darkness. Being part of the shadows, Nero is bonded to my body and soul and, if I ever want to, I can make him return to Perrault's body or make him disappear inside mines."

"I left the battlefield. Everything was done. I found refuge in Acuna and Nero found a prototype of Casket Armor, the same I'm wearing now, to protect my now sensible skin from the Sun and Solar guns, and the eye patch, which controlled my Dark Powers. Then I met Alice and she was kindly enough to help me out. We found the sword in the Moon, in the old Mahoroba, and then we found the others in the old Aqueduc and in the underground city of the Hunting Mansion. It appears that Ratatosk, before dying, sealed Vanargandr's body into the sword and hid it in the Moon, doing the same with the Great Snake Jormungandr, which is sealed in the lance, and with the remains of Hel, sealed in the scythe.", he smiled. "I bet he didn't want anyone but him to have power. Such a loser…", he laughed. "Then, you know the rest of the story. Seven years later and all that jazz."

"Why Froggy called you Saturday?", asked Dumas. Lucian tensed visibly, like he did when Oyan asked a similar question back in the Guild. "He used to put nicknames to everyone in the castle, and yours, surely, means that, Saturday, the Moon's day."

"It should be easy to figure it out, then.", answered Lucian. "If Sunday, Solis in the old language, it's the Sun's day, then…"

"Shabat.", whispered Nish. "In old cultures, the Moon was first to be adored and the shabat, Saturday, was the sacred day in where no one worked and went to the shrine to pay their respects to the Moon. Then, the Sun came and the shabat wasn't important anymore. The solis became the sacred day to respect the Sun.", the albino looked at Lucian. "A modern way of spelling shabat is either Sabato or Sabata."

"My… real name is Sabata.", answered Lucian. "After… all what happened I choose to do a new life again and again, and changed my name again and again but…", he sighed, looking at his mate. "There you have it. All my past, even you got my real name."

"Sabata…", whispered Aaron, letting the name roll out of his tongue. "Sabata, Sartana, Lucian…", he shook his head and stood up. "Who are you?", asked before walking out of the room, leaving him behind.

Lucian lowered his head, watching the empty chair. Dyango put an arm around his brother's shoulders and patted them.

"If you are fused with Vanargandr, shouldn't you be able to control it?", asked Ernest after a few minutes of silence.

"I'm not fused with him yet.", answered the man. "The process was interrupted thanks to Ratatosk's needles but now they're gone, Vanargandr is finalizing what he started thirty years ago. Once the Dark Matter finished corrupting my body, it awoke the violent and aggressive behavior of the Beast, that I showed from being fused with it.", he stood up. "There is still one needle inside my body, according to Nidhoggr. Because of that needle, all of you are still alive…"

Lucian left the room without saying anything else. The tanned man looked at Dyango.

"How so?"

"The only purpose of Varnargandr, the only thing it was created was to destroy.", said the young man. "To destroy the living things of this planet, to drown it in darkness and despair… That single needle that is still inside Saba---I mean Lucian, prevents Vanargandr to go completely berserk and kill everything he sees in his path.", he looked at everyone. "If that needle is taken out from his body…", he sighed. "I really doubt this world will remain as we know it."

Lucian was sitting next to the window. The Moon was covered by thick and black clouds carrying rain in them. He felt terrible, he felt… He never felt this sadness before, not even when Carmilla died twice. The look Aaron gave him after he told him everything made his heart broke in tiny pieces. Did his child reject him? Was he mad about it? Lucian bet so. He would be mad too but, he was like that. He had been always like that. He never trusted anyone, he always worked alone, he hated having 'friends'. Yet, in those years, he had met people, wonderful people that he could call 'friends'. He needed time to adjust to that but he was slowly progressing.

Unable to keep doing nothing, he walked towards his place, where he found Aaron lying over the old mattress. Lucian stood there, watching his small form, curled up, giving his back to him. It was hard for a young boy like him to know such… things from his mate and now, he was slowly digesting them.

"Can I…", started Lucian softly. Aaron turned around to see him and then, returned to his previous pose. "Can I accompany you?", asked.

Aaron only shrugged.

The man took that sign as a 'yes' and approached the boy, lowering himself and then lying behind him, circling his arms around his waist. Aaron didn't say anything to that, he simple let Lucian move. The vampire put his head over the pillow, admiring the boy's neck and ears.

"Are you mad?", asked Lucian after five minutes of silence.

"A bit.", answered Aaron. "I feel like I don't know you anymore."

"I'm sorry.", whispered the man, hugging the boy tighter. "Can you understand why I haven't said anything?"

Aaron sighed.

"Yeah… I understand now.", he turned around and faced Lucian. "I just need some time alone to gather all this."

Lucian smiled.

"Alright.", he kissed him, Aaron answering to the kiss as fierily as he could, slipping his tongue inside. When they broke, the man grinned. "You don't seem that angry…"

"Get lost before I do.", said Aaron, smiling. He received a last kiss from his vampire before he stood up and left.

Lucian wondered in the Hideout before Dyango called him. The man, curious, followed his brother to the common room, currently empty except for Dyango and Dainn. Both of them were sitting on a small table with a black box on it. As he approached, Lucian felt something familiar from it, a strange force. He sat besides Dyango and looked at him, then to the box, and then to Dainn.

"Open it.", ordered the albino.

The vampire did so and gasped at the sight of the old and unused Gun del Hel, with the dark lens carefully placed inside. He took it out, holding it on his hands, feeling the weight of it, caressing it with his thumbs. How long it had been? Thirty years? He sighed, smiling at it.

"Is this some kind of birthday present or something?", he asked, placing the gun into the box again.

"Violet found it and gave it to Old Smith to repair it. It had been with her since then.", explained Dyango. "In two years, in just two, short years, Ratatosk managed to control all Istrakan and San Miguel, and there was nothing I could do. Everyone left except for me. I couldn't… I just couldn't.", he sighed. "Violet gave it to me before she and Old Smith left the city."

"How old is she now?"

"Perhaps around her fifties.", he laughed. "If she hasn't died yet.", he chuckled and Lucian looked at him, frowning. "So, now that you are here, calmed down and everything, can I ask you some questions?"

"…About?", said in a warning tone.

And just then, he was trapped in Dyango's interview of how he behaved around his mate, how he reacted towards the Moon, and a bunch of things more that he couldn't escape and had to answer. He really was angry that his brother decided to ask such intimate question to his young mate, but since Aaron didn't mind, he didn't either.

Lucian didn't know for how long he had been talking, but he sure was getting tired of it. He had never been a patient person, not with his brother, not with Trinity not with Aaron. He growled several times during the interview, hoping Dyango would catch the indirect, though he did, the man didn't stop at all. Instead, he kept doing question over question again and again only to mock his older brother until, reaching Lucian's limit, he stopped.

He wrote down everything he needed for a second volume and Lucian was about to leave when Dyango said he needed to tell him one more thing.

"Make it quick, you are really pissing me off.", said Lucian.

"I wonder when was the last time I didn't.", replied Dyango, making his older brother laugh. "I found a cure, to say at last."

Lucian's eyes widened.

"…What?"

"I found a way to neglect the Dark Matter inside our bodies.", said Dyango, smiling.