Notice: This is written by both Flame800900 and I. Flame has full control over Cain and Thomas as I have control of Abel, same as our last story. You guys should know the rules by now... Right? And no we don't own Trinity blood.

"Shut up," Cain snarled. "I'll figure out someway to stop you, 02!"

"I think not. You can barely stand up as it is," 02 commented. Now it was just him and Cain in the room.

Cain growled, his fangs bared at 02. Though, in the end 02 was right. Cain was currently powerless because he was bound to the bed. "No matter what, I will never stop fighting you," Cain snarled.

"We'll have to see about that," 02 stated with an evil grin. His fangs glinted in the dull light as he forcefully moved Cain's head to the side with a simple flick of his wrist. "It's a shame that you hide your beautiful eye by your hair, after all, I was the one who gave it to you."

Cain snarled and gasped. "Go to h-"

An explosion rocked the base. Cain was thrown back into the wall, his wrist twisted and chain clanked. That must've been - but how would Abel even know where to look?

02 cursed under his breath. Red eyes left Cain to land on the door. 02's wrist split and within seconds a scythe was formed from the blood. Cain didn't know how long he waited, only that he heard the distant clicks of a few people running through the halls of the base. He distantly realized that 02 was now hiding in the shadows of the room, giving him a perfect view of the door, but anyone who entered wouldn't be able to see him.

"Cain?" the whisper was so soft, but it was definitely Abel's voice. The door creaked open.

"Look out!" Cain shouted the warning to his brother. His gaze flickered to where 02 was hiding. "It's a trap."

The words barely left his mouth, when 02 darted forward using haste. In a split second blood splattered the ground when the tail end of the scythe ripped through Abel's torso. His brother coughed, but other wise didn't stagger. "I've had it!" Abel growled, his ice blue eyes turning crimson. The barrel of his gun was aimed at 02's head. It was a clearly a standstill. One flick of his wrist, one twitch of his finger, and both would die if either had been human.

Cain pulled at his restraints. If he could get free it could make the difference here even if he couldn't activate the crusnik without passing out.

Abel shot off a round of bullets, forcing 02 to pull away. The tail of the scythe easily slid out of Abel's torso as a few bullets hit their mark, but none of them were fatal. "Where's Thomas?" Abel demanded as he took aim at 02 again. Both of them didn't even give their injuries a second thought.

"Damn it," Cain cursed. He took a deep breath. He might just be able to active the crusnik to forty percent. That would give them the upper hand. His hair started to crackle, eyes glowing red, Cain ripped off his binding and rolled off the bed. "02!" Cain shrieked and leapt at 02, tackling the creature to the floor. "Thomas is in the labs, deeper in the base." Cain glanced at Abel. "If you hurry you can stop them!" From a hidden pocket in his coat Cain produced 01's container from his reality. "Stop 01!" he tossed it at Abel.

"And leave you here?" Abel growled, not making a move to leave. He pressed his free hand to an ear, "Thomas in the deeper parts of the base, in the labs," he said through the radio. Removing his hand, he added, "Seth and Lilith can take care of it."

"You have to stop 01!" Cain shouted. "And that container is the only way to do so."

"I came here for you! Not some glass container!" Abel stated. "Asthe, Aran, I need one of you to grab something. I'm in the lower part of the base toward the middle," he said into his radio.

"Coming," a strange male voice sounded over the radio. A few moments later a man appeared.

Cain blinked at him in confusion. He looked a lot like one of the Fortuna brothers, the youngest perhaps.

Abel tossed the container to Aran. "Take that to Seth. She'll know what to do with it."

"On it!" Aran raced off.

"How is he here?" Cain asked, eyeing the door where Aran had vanished.

"Another one of William's machines gone wrong," Abel shrugged. "But he says that none of his 'children' could have possibly brought Aran here."

At this 02 snorted from where he was pinned under Cain.

"You have the answer!" Cain snarled, pressing down harder on 02.

"Answer?" Abel repeated as he neared his brother and 02. His gun still aimed at his double's head, but he didn't shoot because he couldn't get a clear shot.

"He's a clone," 02 growled. "Isaak made him to test making 01's replacement body." He laughed again. "We wondered where he'd run off to, now we can dispose of him as planned."

Abel was on him within seconds. A powerful kick to 02's face sent him flying into a wall. "You cloned a human!? My son?!" Abel's voice shook with rage. "Impossible. He has all his memories!"

"Does he?" 02 laughed, blood trickled from his mouth. "Does he remember how he died? That he died?"

Cain took hold of 02 and slammed him into the wall, snarling, "If you don't want your head ripped off, give him a straight answer not more questions!"

02 scowled, "I'm only trying to make a point."

"How would he remember his own death if he's living right now!?" Abel growled.

02 grinned. "He will soon enough."

02 pushed Cain away then swiped with his scythe, forcing Cain to jump back. Abel clicked his tongue as the barrel of his gun trailed after 02 with a perfect precision."To play with life is wrong. You of all people, even if you are the crusnik, should know this!" Abel stated.

02 leapt to one side only to be caught by Cain. "You're not going anywhere, 02," Cain snarled. He threw 02 back, ripping the sycthe from his hands. Cain bared his fangs at 02, seeing none of his brother in this man.

"Of course not," 02 replied. "After all, I'm sure 01 can take care of a couple of girls, an unawakened methuselah and that clone that'll soon be dead. Besides my main priority right now is you. It's such a shame that you didn't make the deal."

Cain snarled before he turned to Abel. "What do you want to do?" he asked, eyeing his brother. If Aran was his brother's son then he knew his brother would want to act and try to save him.

Abel's eyes narrowed as his finger hovered over the trigger of his gun. He had a clear shot of 02 now, and he could take it without any risk of shooting Cain. "I won't let you or 01 harm my family or friends," he hissed between his fangs that were now peaking below his lips. Without another word he sent a wall of bullets at 02 until his gun clicked and the magazine unloaded.

The bullets hit with deadly accuracy. First was the head and heart then the joints. Even if 02 had full control of his body and could activate to 100% it would still take a while for him to heal fully.

"It's a shame I hadn't brought my own container," Abel growled as he eyed 02. When Abel looked up, Cain wasn't surprised to see that his brother's eyes were still crimson. They seemed to be assessing his current health. Finally Abel sighed as if making up his mind. "I'm going to find the others." It almost looked as if Abel was about to add, 'and make sure Aran's okay.'

Cain glanced at 02 before looking back at Abel. "Give me a sec to tie 02 up. Even if it will take time to heal, I think it for the best we restrain him." Cain was already acting even as he spoke. He dragged 02 over to the bed and used some of the chain that had been used to restrain Thomas when he'd been there. If 02 woke it wouldn't hold long against him, but it would do for now. "I coming with you," Cain stated, turning to Abel. In all honesty Cain wanted to help his brother protect his son. Aran seemed to mean the world to Abel, so, in turn he meant the world to Cain.

"Do whatever you want," Abel grumbled and spun on his heels. As he did so his free hand reached into a pocket a drew out a vial. "Here," Abel said softly as he tossed the small glass tube over his shoulder. Cain caught it. It was filled with red liquid; blood. "Aran thought I might need that, but it looks like you need it more than I do."

"But if your son gave it to you..." Cain trailed off as he noticed Abel was already leaving. "Wait up!" he stumbled after his brother.

Abel grunted but didn't pause his steps to wait for Cain. "... Sulfur..." Cain heard Abel mumbled with a slight scowl on his face as if he were still thinking about the blood he had given Cain.

"He's and Efret?" Cain asked, thinking on the only times he'd tasted blood with sulfur flavor.

Abel's eyes widened as if he hadn't expected Cain to hear him. "Yes," he snapped. "Now drink it and be quiet." He turned back to face the hall as he loaded his gun with more ammo but paused midway through. Sighing, Abel turned back to Cain with an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, it's just..."

Cain shrugged as he downed the blood in one gulp. "You're just worried. I don't blame you for that."

"I haven't been this worried in years," Abel joked softly but there was still an edge to his voice. He tore his eyes from Cain and looked back into the hall. It was deathly silent and the only movement came from the flickering lights overhead and in one of the rooms further down the hall. "Is that where they are?" Abel asked uncertainly as he pointed at the open door with his gun.

Unlike the white lights in the hall. The lights from in the room were red and sparked across the walls every few minutes. The fight couldn't be over already, could it?

"Not a clue," Cain whispered, "but it's too quiet if that's where it is." He voiced Abel's thoughts.

"Agreed," Abel nodded, as he slowly crept toward the open door.

Cain moved after his brother, the unease making the small hairs on the back of his neck tingle.

They peeked through the door together and their eyes swept through the room, trying to sign any forms of life. None. No one was here. Abel sighed and stepped into the room first, slipping his gun into his hoister. A glass tank sat in the middle of the room with a control panel around it, and covering the bottom half of the tank. He guessed it was the one used to make clones... Abel growled in anger at the thought.

"Odd," Cain whispered. He looked around the room. "The couldn't have gone far, brother. We could search deeper in for them?"

"Chances are they went that way," Abel nodded his head toward a hole in the wall that could have only been caused by a fight. Without waiting for an answer he proceeded through the debris and stepped through the wall.

Cain moved after his brother and soon the sounds of battle greeted his ears. A frown creased his lips. "I don't smell fire," Cain stated after a moments pause. "Aran might not be here yet..." he trailed off and gave Abel a worried look.

"Maybe he got caught up in something else," Abel replied. "He'll be here soon..." he added worriedly.

"I'm certain he's fine, he seems more capable than the one which was in my reality..." Cain trailed off.

"What do you mean by that?" Abel asked, finally seeming to give Cain his full attention. He looked just about ready to defend his son's honor if need be.

"Umm... well, I mean it seems you've taught him well..." Cain trailed off, shifting his weight from one foot to the next. "Shouldn't we help the others?"

Abel nodded numbly though the frown on his face told Cain he still confused about Cain's earlier statement. "Yeah..." Abel nodded again and turned on his heels as he shook his head.

Cain headed passed his brother towards the sounds of battle. No matter his brother's personal relations or feelings they had to help those they could. If Aran wasn't here yet that might just mean he'd been delayed on his way. Though, Cain had to admit, it was odd they hadn't encountered the child on their way here. He shook these thoughts from his head as he entered the room. Ducking, Cain rolled so he was behind a desk, only just missing being burned by 01's energy attack.

"Well, there you are! Do you know what you've put us through?" Asthe growled at him. It was then Cain noticed he'd taken cover where she was as well.

"Not really," Cain stated. Damn, why'd this child have to be here as well.

"For starters your double attacked us before we could even begin our plan. But putting the present aside lady Lilith has had to deal with a very gloomy priest for the past few days! All because his 'brother' and 'father' got kidnapped!" Asthe made air quotes when she said brother and father. "Not to mention the idiot even tried sneaking away when he was injured-" Asthe cut off as a blast went off.

"Cain I could use a little help here!" Abel shouted, just as another blast went off.

Cain turned to see his brother trying to hold off 01 while 02 was attack both Lilith and - and Seth? O-o-okay Cain knew they'd left Seth in his reality behind. This meant it was the Seth of this reality, right?

Shaking his head, Cain leapt to his feet. He felt his wings rip through his back and fangs grew over his lips as he shot across the space to where his brother was pinned. "01!" a snarl tore from his lips as he tackled his double.

Abel jumped back as Cain stuck 01. The barrel of his gun was crushed. Cain heard his brother curse slightly now that he had no weapon. Every crusnik in the room was activated to at least 40% except for Abel, leaving him at a complete disadvantage. "Ah, human weapons never were reliable," Abel grumbled, his eyes flickering between everyone in the room, landing on Asthe's shocked gaze last. It seemed he was debating on activating the crusnik himself or taking Asthe's staff.

"Stop debating!" Cain snapped as he was shoved by 01. Air rushed passed Cain. The next second he slammed into Lilith and Seth. The three of them fell to ground in a tangle of arms and legs.

"He-he!" 01 laughed, pointing at the three of them and jumping on one leg. his white wings were spread wide behind him and he grinned the grin of a devil.

"Sorry," Cain muttered, making his wings vanish so the three of them could untangle faster.

02 was now standing beside 01. His skin was already black and the blue vains glowed as brightly as his red eyes. The wings had lost their feathers and looked like gaint hooks behind him. Lightening was crackling around as he glared at the three of them. "This will end one way or another... Cain."

"Yup, yep, yup!" 01 nodded fiercely, he glanced at Abel. "The same goes for you Abel."

Abel snorted and raised an eye brow at 01 as he said his traditional words and activated the crusnik to 80% . His face said it all, Cain's double was an official loony in Abel's eyes.

Cain stood beside Lilith and glanced at Seth before he turned his attention back to the group. The sound of flesh snapping echoed through the space. Black liquid trickled from the slits in his writs forming into a long, wicked, black lance. His wings reappeared, skin turning white as red veins began to take form on his body. Feathers floated to the ground as the wings turned into hooked forms and connected.

"I'm glad you're on our side," Seth said with a forced smile due to the injuries she received from the fight. Sighing, she followed Abel's example and also activated to 80% before summoning her tuning forks. 01 and 02 stiffened and readied their stances, both taking the defensive.

Cain smiled. Though it was meant to a somewhat happy one, he suspected it just looked plain creepy.

"Abel," Lilith started, "you and Seth focus on 01, you know him best in this reality. Cain and I will attack 02."

Abel glanced back at Seth, and smirked. "We always did make a good team."

Cain forced himself not to scowl. He didn't hate Lilith anymore, but he would rather have been on Abel's team. Oh well, it could help with their relationship if nothing else...

"But I always had to cover for you," Seth teased back with a grin and Abel rolled his eyes.

Without warning his sister, Abel leapt forward and was the first to reach 01. Slowing his momentum he spun around his evil twin and slashed at 01's back, sending him straight at Seth. "Catch," Abel warned a little too late but Seth was still prepared and shot forward, knocking 01 back to Abel.

"I wasn't ready yet!" Seth yelled.

"I thought you had my back, Seth," Abel retorted. His only response was a huff from Seth as the youngest crusnik launched into a series of blows which were complimented by Abel's own unique attacks.

Cain glanced at Lilith. Before he could react she'd charged towards 02. A small sigh escaped him. Hadn't she learned yet that the two of them weren't that great of a team? Cain dodged the lightening which flew towards him. Energy gathered at the tip of his lance and shot at 02.

The shot just barely clipped 02's wing and all it served to do was make his grin widen. "Let's take this outside, shall we?" 02 sneered as he blasted a hole through the roof, causing the building to shake and forcing Lilith to dodge a few falling panels.

"Eh?" 01 paused. "Hey, wait up!" he shouted before racing after 02.

"You have to be kidding me!" Seth growled. She made to go after them, but was stopped by Lilith's hand on her shoulder.

"The sun will be rising soon, Seth. You should know the effect it has on us when we're in this form."

"The cowards," Cain snarled. "02!" Cain made to leap towards the hole but found his path blocked by Lilith. "Move aside, Lilith. They're going to-"

"Get you killed if you don't listen for once."

Just then Aran appeared in the entrance and stopped, staring at the scene before him. Blood coated one side of his face and there was another deep wound on his side. The container was clutched in one hand. He shook his head and reported to Abel, "I was stopped in the hall by Isaak. He suddenly fled."

"Even though he was winning," Thomas stated also appearing. He leaned against the wall. His leg was badly injured by the nasty scent of human blood and the amount which dripped to ground.

Cain snarled again, but he could see the rays of the sun starting to stain the sky pink through the gape in the ceiling. By now 01 and 02 would be as close to human as they could get and were more than likely pleased with having escaped the four of them.

Abel sighed and shook his head, he was the first to deactivate the crusnik. "It's fine as long as the two of you are okay," he said to Thomas as he took the container from Aran and tossed it to Cain. "Our main goal was to get you and Cain out, to begin with." Abel gave both Thomas and Cain a pointed look.

Cain growled, his red eyes were turned towards the hole in the ceiling. His hand tightened on the lance. Whack - "Ouch!" Cain yelped and leapt one side, narrowly avoiding Seth's raised talons. "What-?"

"Stop being a hard head!" Seth huffed. Her hair fell down as she folded her arms across her chest. She puffed out her cheeks. "This is the first time I get to see you in eight centuries as you should've been and you're being a down right jerk!"

At this Cain just stared at her. This Seth was completely different from his Seth. This one wasn't blaming him for anything or yelling at him or having to have Lilith tell him off... A smile appeared on his face as his hair felled down. "I guess I was being hard headed."

"You guess?" Seth cocked an eyebrow before she smiled and ran over him. She hugged him and buried her face in his clothes. "I missed you, brother," she chocked on the words as if she was about to cry.

Warmth filled Cain's heart. A warmth he'd forgotten a long time ago. He placed his hand on Seth's head. "I guess I can't call you 'little' anymore, hey, sis." Cain felt Lilith's hand on his shoulder and heard more than saw her pull Abel over to them.

"The four of us are together again, as it should be," Lilith whispered.

Asthe stepped out of her hiding spot and carefully looked at the hole in the roof before turning back to Cain and the others. "You're some bat, angel thing," she stated dumbly as he pointed at Cain. "And what the hell is this? Some family gathering? In the empire our culture is-"

"Asthe, it's fine," Seth interrupted before Asthe could go on about the empire's culture for gatherings.

Thomas chuckled.

This caused Seth to turn in his direction. Her green eyes widened and a smile slowly appeared on her face. "DAD!" She flung herself at Thomas, bulling him over and hugging him tightly.

He gasped and laughed at once, eyes watering and a smile on his narrow features. He ran his hand over her hair as he hugged her to him. "It's good to see you again, Seth," he managed to chock out.

"But where have you been all this time?" Seth asked, but her words were muffled as she hugged Thomas even tighter. "Are you willing to live in the empire? Can you come visit?" Seth bombarded their father with questions and a hopeful look.

Meanwhile Abel, Aran, and Lilith stood in their own circle. Abel's expression looked strained as if he wanted to ask his son something, but didn't know how to word it. When Cain caught his brother's eye, Abel quickly excused himself with a bow.

Cain followed his brother, stopping just besides him.

"It's nice, isn't it? With everyone here right now things seem so peaceful," Abel commented. "If we weren't in this wreck of a building, it would almost seem as if we were having a social gathering."

Cain grunted as he sat down on the floor. "We could've done this back at whatever base has been set up," he muttered. The little blood he'd drank wasn't enough and he had to stop from glancing at Aran. There was no way in hell he'd harm Abel's son.

"We're using Caterina's estate as our base and now that there's two Methuselah with us, not to mention Seth, Lilith and you, it'll be too risky to go back to the Vatican. I'd rather not have to deal with someone spouting some nonsense about monsters running around," Abel spat the word.

Slowly Cain nodded, "Yeah," his eye clouded with pain at the mention of being a monster. "Does anyone have something your son can wear so he's not harmed?" Cain asked.

"We could always use Asthe's coat," Abel said as he looked toward the lone Methuselah. "But she might not like that idea to much."

"Assuming she's not about to awaken," Cain muttered. Though the brat getting a taste of her mortality would do her good. It was a cruel and he shoved it away. "Seth, I don't think Thomas can breath!" Cain called to his sister. "You might want to ease your grip a little."

"Oh," Seth chuckled nervously and loosened her grip from around Thomas' neck but still hung off him. She really did look like a child at that moment. "Sorry dad."

Thomas chocked out a laugh. He was able to return the hug at least despite the fact he looked more than little breathless.

A small laugh came from Aran and he knelt down beside the two of them. "So you'd be my grandfather then," he mussed with grin.

Abel's breath hitched and Cain felt his sleeve being roughly pulled up before he was dragged across the room by Abel. "Dad, can we talk to you for a minute?" Abel asked before Thomas could even turn toward Aran. His son gave him a confused look.

"Eh?" Thomas managed to untangle himself from Seth's death hold. "Of course." There was slight confusion in his voice. He stood and straightened his tattered shirt before he nodded and gestured for Abel to lead the way.

The three exited the room and entered the hall. Once Abel deemed it far enough from private ears they stopped. The hall was musky and dark, but it would do for now.

"Did you clone my son?" Abel asked, his words were rushed.

"Wha-" Thomas took a step back. Looking away from Abel, he gave the slightest shakes of his head. "No, it wasn't me. Isaak cloned him in order to see if the machine was ready to clone Cain."

"Mentally, physically, is he okay? Will his body break down?" Abel paused for a moment as if to think. Before Thomas could even begin to answer he asked, "and why didn't you stop Isaak?"

"Yes, he is fine mentally and physically, but I don't know how he'd handle to news of being a clone. No, his body won't break down but I can run a full physical and check up to make certain if you want." Thomas paused then confessed, "I didn't know the person Isaak was going to clone would mean something to you."

Abel sighed in relief, "that's good but I'd still like to be safe. The physical and check up should be fine. But don't tell him he's a clone."

"Umm, I don't think you need to worry about Thomas telling him," Cain stated, pointing at the door.

"Aran," Abel said slowly.

Aran took a pace back, shaking his head and staring at them. For the first in Cain's life, he saw a tear in the younger man's eyes. He blinked and the tear slid down his face. "I-"

"Aran," Thomas took a step towards Aran, "it's-"

Turning, Aran raced off down the hall, heading away from them.

"Aran!" Abel shouted and sprinted after his son.

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