Yay~! Second chapter~! Same parts as last time and they will stay like that the entire story :D We're really glad you guys like this story so much~! I forgot to say last chapter but we'll probably update this story every Monday :D Thank you all so much for reading it~!
As predicted, running at supernatural speed, the duo managed to comb the entire city in only around twenty minutes. When they found the driveway with a sign labeled 'VARGAS' in cursive script, they had been completely shocked. 'They live here?' was the first thought that ran through both boys' heads upon first laying eyes on the large mansion. It was located a few miles outside the city and surrounded by a beautiful forest on three sides. A winding paved driveway lead up to a three car garage which connected to the mansion.
The mansion itself was four stories high and had large windows. If they didn't know any better, they would think that was layered bullet-proof glass in the panes... The front doors were large and covered in detailed designs that screamed class. They looked at each other then slowly moved towards the gate. Antonio discovered it was open and they went in, moving towards the doors which looked much more intimidating up close. Then they noticed something else. The way the door handles were placed was... different.
Ludwig went to knock on the door but stopped when the handle caught his eyes. "That's strange…." He said and glanced at Antonio. "I wonder why he chose those long handles used for janitorial supplies and another rooms like that instead of a traditional door knob."
"As far as I can tell, the Vargas' don't care much for traditional," Antonio said.
But then, Lovino started to stir and slowly opened his eyes. "What… What the hell is going on….?"
"Lovi!" Antonio said, instantly switching his attention to the boy in his arms. "How do you feel? We brought you guys home."
Lovino growled and his eyes flashed gold again. "Why the hell did you do that?! Let me go!"
"Whoa! Lovi, careful!" Antonio cried, nearly dropping him.
Ludwig sighed and pulled a hand free. "I guess I'll knock and see if their grandfather is home….." He said then started knocked on the large door.
A large, muscular man opened the door only a few seconds after the knock. He couldn't have been anyone other than the twins' grandfather; they looked just like him. He stared down at the boys, his eyes softening when he spotted his grandsons. Without a word, he moved to the side to give them access to the house.
Antonio went first, maneuvering through the door without letting Lovino hit or run into anything.
Ludwig followed after him and, after a bit, managed to locate Feliciano's room and set him down on the bed then cover him up with a blanket. Then, when he went to leave, he noticed their grandfather standing here. "Oh…. Er… Sorry, Sir. They were feeling sick today so we brought them home. Do you need us to run out and get them some medicine? Or anything else they might need?"
Antonio exited Lovino's room just then and stood next to Ludwig, waiting for the answer.
"No," the man said. His voice was deep and kind. It sounded like a mix of the twins' voices together. "Thank you, for bringing my grandsons home. If I had known they were this sick, I wouldn't have let them leave."
Ludwig nodded and grabbed Antonio's arm. "You're welcome sir. We'll head back to school now." Then he dragged the Spaniard out of the house.
Later that night, Ludwig stood in the middle of the street with Antonio, Gilbert, and Francis with a stern look on his face. "Alright. It's dark now with the moon up. Now… We each will find one person and ONLY one. Make sure you're not caught. Understand?"
"Oui, Mr. Drill Sergeant…" Francis sighed. "Why must you be so harsh to your fellow vampires?" Then he stopped and smelled the air. "I smell blood…. From there in that forest," He said and pointed at the trees. "And I smell something else there too..."
Gilbert turned and smelled the air. "Ja. I smell it to. Let's go check it out Francy-Pants. You two losers stay here," he said firmly, giving Ludwig the kind of look only an elder brother can give to a younger sibling.
Ludwig sighed and said, "Ja… I understand, bruder. Be careful." Then he noticed something and turned to Antonio. "Er… Doesn't that look like the forest around Feliciano and Lovino's house….?"
"Si... Actually, I think we're close to their house..." The Spaniard was quiet for a moment. "I have the urge to go make sure they're alright..." he admitted.
Ludwig nodded. "Ja. Let's go," He said then took off around the woods to the house, Antonio close behind him.
The other two ran until they reached a large clearing with a dead deer lying in a large patch of moonlight, almost as if it was on display. But that wasn't what caught Francis' attention. It was the two larger than normal wolves biting in to it. "Are those….?" He quietly hissed to Gilbert.
"Werewolves," Gilbert confirmed softly, watching the animals eating. "I didn't think there were any still in this area. Verdammt. This is our territory, Francis. We have to drive them off." His tone was absolute. They had to do this. Before either could make a move towards them however, the lighter of the two wolves head shot up, its golden gaze piercing the darkness and spotting the albino instantly. It growled and bared it's teeth in his direction, warning it's companion of company.
The larger wolf snapped his head up and saw the two vampires. Snarling, it protectively moved in front of the other wolf and crouched down, ready to spring and attack at any moment while warily watching the two vampires with gold eyes.
Gilbert bared his own fangs and crouched, prepared to fight. "Let's go Franny!" he yelled, leaping forward and crashing into the larger, darker colored wolf.
The smaller wolf snarled and jumped at the Frenchman.
Francis sidestepped then pinned the smaller wolf to the ground, causing it to yip loudly.
Seeing that, the larger wolf snarled again and bit at Gilbert's arm then ran and tackled Francis when he got free.
Gilbert threw himself back into the fight, yanking the wolf off his best friend.
The lighter wolf didn't seem to like that, as the moment Gilbert's hand touched the other's fur, it howled and snapped at his arm.
Francis kept it held down and made sure to keep his face away from the wolf's mouth.
The larger wolf growled then moved his head back and howled at the top of it's lungs.
"?! Did you hear that?!" Ludwig asked Antonio when the two were close enough to the area to hear it.
"Si! That was the direction Francis and Gilbert went!" Antonio cried, spinning towards the forest. Before either boy could move, the back door of the mansion crashed open and the Vargas brothers' grandfather stormed out, a large hunting rifle on his shoulder and a furious look in his eye. He didn't see the vampires as they hid in the shadows and he sprinted into the woods towards the howls.
"Verdammit…" Ludwig muttered. "Something must have happened to those two if their grandfather looks like that. Let's go." Then he took off running while making sure to keep to the shadows, Antonio right behind him.
"Gilbert! Make it stop! It'll call other wolves here!" Francis called over while he still held the smaller wolf down.
The larger wolf was still howling as he struggled and scratched at Gilbert.
Gilbert grunted as he tried to hold the larger wolf's mouth shut. "This thing is stronger than it looks Fran!"
The smaller wolf began to fight again, it's strength renewed.
A loud gun shot fired and both of the wolves yipped and froze as the vampires turned to see a seriously pissed off older Italian male glaring at them.
"What do you think you're doing? Get off my property! Who gave you permission to come out here?" the man demanded.
Acting quickly, Francis said, "I-I'm very sorry sir! We were only going for a walk and got lost! T-Then these two wolves attacked us!"
Taking advantage of the distraction, the larger wolf pulled it's head free then bit at Gilbert's other arm.
The man fired another warning shot and yelled something in Italian at the wolf.
He then turned to the Frenchman and his glare darkened. "I don't know who you are, why you're here, or what you want. I do know however, that you are lying. Now leave the wolves alone and get the hell of my property before I shoot you," he growled, aiming the barrel at Francis' heart.
The wolf stared at the man then slowly moved his head back and pulled away from Gilbert, now limping a bit.
Francis 'eeped' and let the smaller wolf up. "I-I'm sorry! W-We didn't know this was YOUR property…"
At that moment, Ludwig came bursting out of the bushed followed by Antonio. "B-Bruder?! What happened here?!" He demanded.
"Bruder! I told you to stay put until I said it was safe!" Gilbert complained, putting his hands over the bleeding scratches.
The smaller wolf stared at the German boy for a moment before whining softly and going over to the other wolf, whimpering softly.
The Italian man knelt in front of the wolves and began to look over their injuries.
Antonio blinked and elbowed Ludwig. "Ludwig... Is it just me... or do those wolves have the brothers' hair curls...?" he asked.
Ludwig ignored his brother as he followed Antonio's gaze and blinked. "Ja…. They do…" He muttered.
The larger wolf heard Antonio and snapped it's head up and stared at him. Then it caught sight of the fangs in Antonio's mouth, making it let out a startled howl and jump back causing him to yelp in pain and fall on his side.
The other wolf turned and crouched protectively in front of the larger wolf, it's fur puffing out to make it appear larger as it growled at the four vampires.
Carefully, the man managed to pick up the wounded animal and glare angrily at the group. "Don't come into my woods again. Stay off my property." He turned and started back towards the house, saying a command over his shoulder in Italian. The smaller wolf's fur smoothed back down and it took off after him, pausing only to give one last golden glare at the albino.
The boys were silent for a moment before Antonio spoke. "I... think we just discovered why the brothers' got so sick today, Ludwig."
Ludwig nodded and glanced at the house. Biting his lip, he said, "We… should go apologize and check on them. Make sure they're alright and if there's anything we can do. We'll probably be chased away but it's better than nothing." Then he turned and headed to the house. "Bruder. You and Francis stay back."
"You better not get hurt, Ludwig."
Finally reaching the house, Ludwig stood there for a second then knocked on the door.
Antonio fidgeted nervously beside him.
Soon, the door opened and they found themselves being glared at by the man from earlier. He opened his mouth to speak but a soft whimper from the stairs made him pause and turn.
The smaller wolf was sitting at the top of the steps, watching them. It stared at the vampires for a moment then swished it's tail and got up, going back to the room it had come from.
The man turned back to them and motioned for the two to enter the house, stepping back slightly.
They walked in and followed the man to a room where the larger wolf, which was probably Lovino, was laying on the bed.
As soon as he saw the two vampires, Lovino started trying to scoot back while puffing out his fur and growling.
Ignoring the growl, Ludwig turned to the man and said, "Er… We were wondering if you need any help with them… since it was my brother and Antonio's friend who hurt them."
The man shook his head. "No. I only let you in because Feliciano wanted to you to be allowed." As he said this, the lighter wolf peeked around the door frame, his golden eyes peering at the German vampire, looking a little nervous.
"Por favor, señor. I feel terrible for what my friends did. If we had know, this would never have happened," Antonio pleaded. The man looked over at the wolf on the bed, confirming their suspicions over who was who.
"Lovino? Is that alright with you?" he asked gently.
Lovino huffed along with a small growl then laid his head back down and turned away with a wince.
After a long pause, the man nodded. "Si. You may help. I'm Romulus, by the way."
Ludwig turned to the door and knelt down to the wolf's level. Holding out his hand, he gently said, "You're Feliciano aren't you? Don't worry. I promise I won't hurt you."
Slowly, Feliciano left the safety of his doorway and slunk towards the German. He pressed the tip of his nose to the vampire's hand then pulled back and looked up at him curiously.
Ludwig tentatively reached out and started petting the surprisingly soft fur. "I'm sorry. I should have done something before this happened. And… I probably should have told you what I am."
Feliciano blinked, his eyes softening. He moved forward and nuzzled his head into Ludwig's hand lightly.
Ludwig kept gently petting the wolf.
Lovino turned his head back and nervously watched Antonio with his tail slowly swishing back and forth.
Antonio slow approached the bed and held up his hands. "Hola, Lovino. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," he said, kneeling down. "May I look at you leg?"
Lovino watched him then shrugged his shoulders.
Carefully, Antonio traced the wounded leg with his finger tips. "It's not broken," he murmured. "Just sprained. It'll be perfectly fine in a couple of days, Lovi."
Romulus sighed, his relief evident.
Feliciano shook out his fur and moved away from Ludwig towards his twin, putting his head on the mattress and growling softly at him.
Lovino growled at Feliciano then stared at Antonio. Inching a bit closer to the Spaniard, Lovino stared at his mouth where a pair of fangs were peeking out; then he glanced at Romulus with a questioning look on his face.
Antonio watched confused for a moment before suddenly understand what Lovino was looking at. "Oh! Lovi," he pulling the corner of his lip up to show his fangs. "I'm a vampire."
Lovino pulled himself up enough so he was sitting instead of laying down before leaning close and starting to smell Antonio. Then he stopped, glared, and growled while glancing at Romulus then turning back to Antonio.
Antonio caught on much quicker this time and smiled gently. "I'm not going to bite your Abuelo, Lovi."
Lovino snorted and kept staring at the vampire.
Sneaking a glance at the older Italian, Ludwig took a quick breath and then asked, "Er… If you don't mind my asking, how did this happen to you? You don't seem like you're a werewolf too."
Hearing the word 'werewolf' made Lovino flinch then growl and look away.
Feliciano whimpered and pressed against the back of Romulus' legs. The man looked at him in irritation. "I'm not. And watch your mouth, please." He looked down at his grandsons and sighed. "It's almost one, boys. Get some rest, alright?" he said gently, picking Feliciano up and setting him beside Lovino. Then he pointed at the vampires. "You and you, follow me." Without waiting for an answer, Romulus turned and left.
Antonio smiled at Lovino and stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Lovi," he said, gently petting the top of his head once then following Romulus.
"Ja…." Ludwig said then turned to follow Romulus but glanced back at Feliciano. "I'll see you tomorrow, Feliciano." Then he leave the room with Antonio.
Lovino flicked his ears back and growled, then started to move off the bed.
Feliciano put a paw on Lovino's shoulder to stop him. He curled up next to his twin and watched him closely.
On the main floor, Romulus lead the vampires into the living room and had them sit down on the couch. "The boys are still... rather sensitive about this topic. I've wanted to get them help, but Lovi wouldn't let me. Says that it wouldn't help having to lie about what happened. Its... Its not the best story. I won't repeat it around them, its to painful. But, I'm going to tell you about when Lovino and Feliciano were turned into werewolves... and their parents were killed..."