"Here kitty, here kitty kitty! Mama has some leftovers for you," the small Italian boy cooed, kneeling on the doorstep of a ratty-looking apartment. He looked very young, around 15, but was much older than that. He had brown hair and very light eyes that appeared to be amber in color. He was rather pale and his round, childlike cheeks were flushed, but it served to make him look cherubic rather than sick. The brown ally cat in front of him eagerly raced towards him, two small kittens following. The dark haired boy gasped when he saw the small creatures, and immediately started petting them. "Pookie! You had your babies! And they're both boys! Let's see, we'll name you Gino, and we'll name you Gio," he said to the two small white cats, one with brown markings, and the other with more reddish markings.

Gino seemed rather happy, and was licking his brother. Gio swiped at him and just wanted the fish scraps in the boy's hand. He attempted to bite through his hand, before the boy pulled away. "Ah ah ah," he said disapprovingly. "No biting Grandmama, Gio. Here, you can have a piece, but you need to share with Gino and Pookie." He gave each cat a chunk of fish, smiling as they ate it.

From the shadows of the dark alley, Ludwig hesitated. This was the vampire he had been sent after? This little Italian boy, who looked so happy to give stray cats food? The boy who couldn't have been older than 17, and was more likely closer to 14? It couldn't be.

But Ludwig knew that, especially when it came to his profession, appearances were deceiving. While this boy looked like a teenager, he was potentially centuries old. He turned his attention back to the possible creature of the night, wanting to ensure that he was in fact a threat before moving in for the kill.

He was petting Pookie, smiling happily as the two kittens played together. The grumpy cat, Gio, didn't appear to share his brother's enthusiasm, and glared at him. Gino didn't seem to notice, and tackled the other kitten. Gio hissed and swiped at him, sending the slightly smaller cat running to their mother. The boy immediately turned to glare at Gio, his eyes turning red and confirming his identity as a vampire.

"Gio! Be nicer to your fratello! He just wants to play with you!" The kitten froze in fear, and Pookie threw herself in front of him, taking Gino with her. She hissed at the boy, shielding her children with her body.

The vampire's eyes widened, fading back to their amber color. "I-I...! Mi dispiace Gio! I-I didn't m-mean to scare you. I haven't fed tonight, and I got angry, and I took it out on you."

He reached forward, hoping to placate the distressed animals, but they turned and ran away. "P-Pookie? Gio? Gino? I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! P-please come back!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he began to bawl like a small child. Ludwig blinked in surprise. Why was he crying over a few dirty animals? They were just common street cats; you could find a million more in New York. What was stranger was that this boy was one of them. Shouldn't he be more... Fearsome?

I suppose I ought to kill him now, Ludwig thought to himself. Before his wailing attracts someone. He took a step towards him, and the boy instantly stopped crying and whipped his head in his direction.

"W-who's there? Please don't hurt me," he cried, his voice quivering. Ludwig froze, but decided to proceed anyway. The boy's eyes widened almost comically when he saw the masked hunter step out of the shadows.

"Who are you? Please don't hurt me, I have relatives in... Whatever country you're from!" He stood and backed up against the door, attempting to open it without taking his eyes off of the potentially dangerous stranger. When that failed, he turned to the door, furiously twisting the knob. The door appeared to be locked, and a look of stunned horror crossed his face when he realized this.

"Oh no," he whispered. "It must've locked behind me..." He began to pound on the door frantically. "Fratelli, fratelli! Open the door! Lovi, Mikey, somebody, please let me in!" He started screaming in Italian before Ludwig grabbed him and covered his mouth.

"Scheiße," Ludwig hissed. "Your screaming has probably alerted whoever "Mikey" und "Lovi" are." He uncovered his mouth to pull out a silver knife, and placed it at the vampire's throat just before the apartment door flew open, and two dark haired men rushed out, eyes red and fangs glistening.

"Fratello," the taller of the two shouted, seeing the knife. "You get your fucking hands off of my damn fratello right now, stronzo stupido!"

Ludwig tightened his grip on the small vampire as he started screaming. "Lovi, help me! I'm scared!" He pressed the knife closer to his throat. "Be quiet, bloodsucker. You two better not come any closer, or he gets it."

"Lovi" rolled his eyes. "You were gonna kill him, regardless of how close we are, idiota. I think we'll stay fucking right here. Except for you." As soon as he stopped speaking the vampire in Ludwig's arms smashed the back of his head into his nose.

"Fick," Ludwig yelled, releasing the boy in his shock. He grabbed his nose, blood quickly coating his hand. The pain was shooting throughout his whole face, and he was quite sure his nose was broken.

The other vampire, the one that hadn't said anything, lunged at him, knocking him to the ground. He was very strong, much stronger than Ludwig, and easily pinned him down. He sank his teeth into his throat and took a quick swallow.

"Hey, he's pretty good! No drugs or anything. A bit of an alcoholic aftertaste, but nothing too bad."

While he was distracted, Ludwig managed to throw him off, and stood up as quickly as he could. He was slightly off balance, due to both the sudden blood loss and the headache his injured nose had caused.

The three vampires tensed, ready to attack him, causing him to back up slowly. "Honda, you fucking idiot," he muttered under his breath. Kiku had said that there was only one vampire!

"You're not leaving, dick-for-brains. No one tries to hurt mi fratelli and gets away with it. Besides, Feli hasn't fed yet. I'm sure he's hungry." "Feli" tugged on his brother's sleeve. "Lovi, can I say hi?" The older vampire sighed. "Whatever, go ahead. But be careful. I don't see why it matters; we're just gonna kill him anyway..."

The first vampire walked towards Ludwig, easily snatching the knife from his hand and pinning him against a nearby wall. "Ciao. I'm Feliciano. That's mio fratello, Lovino, and my other fratello, Michelangelo. And just who are you?" Ludwig clenched his mouth shut. "Not going to answer? Fine," Feliciano said, staring into his eyes. "What's your name?" he asked again, his voice commanding. Fick, Ludwig thought. He's using compulsion. "Ludwig," he growled through his teeth. "Ok! Ciao Ludwig," said Feliciano, reaching up and removing Ludwig's ski mask.

"Oh," he gasped, surprised. "You're very attractive." With his currently mussed blond hair, bright blue eyes, and chiseled features, Ludwig was quite handsome. He wouldn't have thought that this angelic looking boy would have thought so.

"Lovi," he called back to his brother. "Can we keep him? He could be like a pet, or we could use him as an extra blood supply, or we could turn him. Oooh, yeah, can I turn him? Can I, can I? I bet he'd be really fun to hang out with!"

Ludwig choked. Turn him?! No, no, he could not let that happen!

Lovino noticed the frightened look in his eye and smirked. "I don't think he likes the sound of that. ...What do you think, Mikey?" Michelangelo shrugged. "It might be fun to have someone new around. Sí, why not?"

Feliciano smiled brightly. "Yay! So, can I Lovi? Can I?"

Lovino stared at Ludwig, the faintest of smiles on his face as he witnessed the young man's barely concealed panic.

"Sí, go right ahead."

This has nothing to do with anything and I wrote this awhile ago, and it's kinda dumb. I wrote a few more chapters for this but I probably won't upload them without some serious tweaking.