Night of the Hunter

Random one shot drabbles about I... Vampire.

Rated T for language and sexual references.

I do not own I... Vampire or anything related (if I did, I would be getting paid for this).

WARNING: Chapter is bloody and dark and contains adult themes. Viewer discretion is advised.

Chapter 1: Night of the Hunter

Mary's POV

"Damn him," I hissed as I ran through the snow.

I paused as I caught sight of a little farmhouse. I sniffed the air for his scent and smiled when I caught no sign of him. I suppose I have time for a quick little detour. The snow will make it difficult for him to track me in anyway. Bastard would follow me all the way to Russia.

I pulled my hood over my head and kept my eyes down before knocking. A man soon opened the door after I knocked. He smiled seductively as he eyed me.

"Da?" (Yes?) he asked.

"Mne nuzhno ubezhishche ot shtorma." (I need shelter from the storm.)

He stepped aside and allowed me to enter. I stepped inside the tiny house and looked around in disgust at the dirty and barely furnished house. What a pity. I rolled my eyes as he stepped closer. He smelled completely of alcohol.

"Menya zovut Ivan." (My name is Ivan.)

I ignored him as a woman walked out of a tiny bedroom. I could see a dark bruise forming on her left cheek. Well, she's not hideous. She's somewhat attractive actually. I suppose she'll have to do considering what Andrew did to the last of my Russian children… She could be of some use to me. Her husband will have to serve another purpose.

"Kak yeye zovut?" (What is her name?)

"Dunya."

Ivan suddenly reached out and seized my wrist. I sighed before breaking his arm. He screamed and sank to his knees as I pulled my hood back.

"Vampir!" he screamed as soon as he took notice of my red eyes.

"If you would have stared at my eyes instead of my cleavage, you would have noticed sooner," I replied before snapping his leg into pieces.

The screaming and begging is nearly as fun as watching the very light disappear from their eyes. However, I have things to do. With one swift motion, his head was severed from his body. His blood tasted of vodka but the heart is the best part. I finished him before turning to her. She never moved from her spot. She was frozen with fear as I advanced. She screamed and tried to run.

She didn't get very far before I had her pinned against her own bed. I reached out and gently ran my claws over her pretty face. She never moved as I ripped the clothing away from her naked body.

"Dunya, you may call me Mistress or Your Highness, for I am Mary, Queen of Blood. I am going to seduce you and drink ninety-nine percent of your blood. You'll die, of course, but in three days, I'll be back to collect what belongs to me now."

********Break********

I kept my word. Three days later, I returned. I had expected to find her corpse on the bed. What I wasn't expecting to find was her corpse on the bed with a small boy with brown eyes and hair kneeling over her with a Bible and a crucifix. I could see faint bruises on his skin.

"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing. Now step aside, child. I've come for what is mine."

He only sat there and trembled with fear before shaking his head. He fell backwards off the bed as his mother's newly red eyes snapped open. The boy cowered over in the corner as I ordered her to rise. She bowed to me before I gestured to the boy.

"Eat something, my darling, you look starved," I insisted.

She barely sliced through a patch of skin on his chest before she cried out and shrank back as if she'd been burned. I looked over to see the child still clinging to his cross.

"You'll want to be careful around crosses. They can sometimes be painful, darling. You might also want to watch out for-" I began before a familiar scent entered the area. "Damn. The bloody bastard's here. Dunya, my sweet, do your mistress a favor and start a fire in here. Then join me on the far hillside to the west."

I waited on the hillside for less than a minute before Andrew appeared before me.

"Mary!" he hissed.

"Hello, my love. Miss me?"

"Do you have any idea-"

"Not now, Andrew. I don't have the time at this moment. I'm terribly busy at the moment and so are you. A small child is about to die in a fire. It's dreadfully awful, isn't it? I know how fond you are of children and I just thought you ought to know. Actually, I can hear him screaming now, can't you?"

"This isn't over, Mary. Your time is running out," he threatened before disappearing into the burning building.

"You're right, Andrew. This isn't over. It will never be over, my darling. However, we've got all the time in the world."

********Break********

Andrew's POV

Mary had long since vanished the moment I set the boy down in a safe location away from the fire. He just stared up at me through teary and puffy eyes. Blood ran down the side of his bruised face. I could see slash marks in his clothes and chest. His right fist had been holding tightly to the small cross necklace that it had literally cut into his palm.

"Poor lad," I sighed before looking around at the desolate location. "No neighbors or anyone close by. What am I to do with you?"

He just stared at me and shivered violently. He's probably in shock. I bent down and gently pried the crucifix from his hand while trying not to wince as it began burning my hand. I fastened it around his neck before removing my cloak and wrapping it around his shivering body.

"Vashe imya?" (Your name?)

"Dmitri," he whispered after a moment of silence.

"Skol'ko tebe let?" (How old are you?)

"Chetyrekh." (Four.)

"Ya Andrew Bennett." (I am Andrew Bennett.)

I lifted him into my arms and he immediately pressed his face against my collarbone and started crying. I stroked his hair as he cried over the loss of his mother. What am I going to do with him? Perhaps an orphanage? I should at least get him cleaned up first. Taking him back to England with me is entirely out of the question. It's my fault that his parents are dead. I should have never turned Mary.

A little over an hour later, I found a boarding house near a city. The owner of the house, an elderly couple, immediately began fussing over the boy when I told them that "my son" had been injured by a wild animal in the country.

I moved to hand the child over to them and leave but he refused to let go of me. He screamed, cried, and fought. I eventually gave in and ended up patching him up myself. He's a stubborn child, I'll give him that.

The couple offered us a room for the night and I reluctantly accepted on behalf of the child. I moved to lay him down on the bed and leave to see if I could catch Mary but the stubborn boy refused to let go of my jumper. I eventually managed to pry his grip away before he started screaming.

I shouted above his screaming, "Deystvitel'no li Vy zhelayete riskovat' zhizn'yu chtoby spasti svoyu mat'? (Are you willing to risk your own soul in order to free your mother's?)

He immediately stopped and stared at me before nodding.

"Alright… Now, how am I going to get you back to England without raising suspicion? I suppose I could locate someone who sells fake passports."

********Break********

I took about three hours to get the boy cleaned up and to locate a black market dealer. The boy clung to my hand the entire time. He never made a sound other than the occasional sniffle or sob. He'd wipe at his eyes and stifle a sob but he never let go of my hand the entire time.

By the time we'd made it through airport security, he'd fallen asleep in my arms. He slept the entire length of the flight in the seat beside mine. I sighed as I reached out and smoothed down his hair while he slept. He'll be getting a haircut and English lessons the moment this plane touches the ground.

Five hundred years ago my vampiric kiss transformed the woman I loved into a soulless thing called Mary, Queen of Blood! Today an unholy order follows her evil designs, and the blood they spill is on my hands! Thus I must stop her... I, Andrew Bennett... I... Vampire!

********Ten Years Later********

Dmitri's POV

I loaded the crossbow as my Thoroughbred danced nervously beneath me.

"Woah, Percival. We have to wait for the sun to disappear completely, mate," I calmly explained as he neighed.

Seconds later, the sun was completely gone and night had settled. I spurred him into the direction of the thick woods surrounding the estate. He snorted and pinned his ears flat against his head as I urged him to move.

"Come on, mate. The only thing in there is a vampire. You've got nothing to worry about. They prefer the taste of human blood anyway. Vampires-" I began before something rustled a bush close to us.

He reared up before he began galloping deeper and deeper into the forest.

"Percival! Woah!" I screamed, trying to pull back on the reigns and make him stop.

My only focus was on the horse, I failed to see a low hanging tree branch. I was knocked flat on my back a Percival headed straight for the barn. Damn. My stakes were attached to the saddle.

I only managed to sit up before I briefly caught sight of a pair of glowing red eyes. I scrambled towards my crossbow and grabbed it just as he came racing out of the foliage with his fangs and claws out. I sent the bolt straight through his torso as he came to a complete stop. He looked at me in annoyance before yanking the bolt out and retracting his fangs and claws.

"Dmitri, this is silver. What were you intending to do with silver?" Andrew sharply asked as I suddenly found the ground very interesting and chose to pick at a blade of grass. "Answer the question, boy!"

"I'm out of the wooden ones."

"And your holy water?"

"Percival was thirsty. I meant to refill the bottle-"

"Wooden stakes?"

"With Percival."

"Gun?"

"Good question."

"Sword?"

"On my belt."

"Crucifix?"

"Around my neck."

"So the only thing you could possibly manage to injure me with is around your neck?"

"Andrew, I didn't have enough time to get-"

He held up his hand and I immediately stopped talking. He looked over in the direction of the manor and sniffed at the air. His red eyes narrowed slightly before he returned his attention back to me.

"Are you injured or do you plan to spend the night on your ass playing with that blade of grass?" he harshly asked.

"My back's a little sore. My bum sort of hurts as well," I mumbled.

"That's because you were on a horse you cannot handle."

"I can handle him!"

"This is the second time this week that mount has put you on your back. You cannot handle him."

"Andrew-"

"No excuses. You were not prepared. You chose the wrong mount. You were completely unaware of your surroundings. If this had been real and not a training exercise, you'd be dead or worse. You'd be a vampire."

"Sorry, I-"

"No excuses, Dmitri. We're done for the day. Find your mount and take care of him before I decide to have him for my evening meal tonight. Once you're done with the horse, you may eat and then finish your lessons. Your tutor has informed me that you've been half-assing your lessons. You'll do them over until he is satisfied. Then you may get ready for bed."

"Yes, Andrew," I sighed.

He evaporated into black mist and vanished into the night as I grumbled, "You could have at least told me which direction my horse went."

********Break********

I threw my pen down and slid the last of the finished lessons to my tutor. His glossy eyes scanned every inch of the documents. I slumped back into my desk chair and waited somewhat patiently as he finished checking over my work.

"Very good. The master will be pleased with your progress," he stated in the same robotic tone as all of the other thralls.

"Brilliant," I mumbled as stood up and shuffled to the door.

I yawned and stretched before getting up. I moved out of the drawing room before moving down the hall towards my room. I paused when I heard an unrecognizable voice coming from Andrew's study. I casually glanced around before silently moving closer and pressing my ear against the wall.

The unknown voice said, "She could soon add thousands to her army unless we put a stop to it."

Andrew responded, "And what makes you think Mary will be there?"

"The Order interrogated one of her vampires. She'll be there."

"The Queen of Blood is hard to catch, Gabriel. You should-" Andrew responded before the door was thrown open.

Caught off guard, I squealed as I was yanked inside and thrown to the floor. I found my oxygen supply cut off as a boot was pressed against my neck, pinning me to the floor.

"What's this then? You been keeping secrets from me, Blood Sucker?" the man asked.

"Let the boy up, Gabriel," Andrew ordered as I saw claws suddenly shoot out of his fingertips and grip the chair he was sitting in.

"I didn't think you were one for keeping pets," the man known as Gabriel hissed.

"Surely you know me better than that. I don't keep pets. Although, I might be persuaded to keep you as one if you don't remove your foot from his esophagus within the next two seconds."

He backed off. I immediately sat up and coughed out, "Andrew?"

"His accent's funny... He's not English?"

"Truly, Gabriel, your skill of deduction rivals no other. He's Russian but he was brought up English."

"Who is he?"

"My ward," Andrew replied before looking down at me and hissing, "Get off the floor, Dmitri. I've talked to you about spying. Do not think for one second that you-"

"I have a right to know what you're talking about, Andrew! Your wife murdered my father and made my mother her slave! I'm a vampire hunter for Christ's sake! I can handle it!" I shouted as the Gabriel started laughing.

"You're training him to be a hunter? You've got to be joking! Just look at him!"

I scowled at him as Andrew narrowed his eyes and hissed, "He might be young and somewhat small for his age but his abilities are far greater than yours, Gabriel."

"Greater than me? You're joking. I'm the leader of the Order of the Van Helsings."

"I'm quite aware of that. I've been aware of that fact since the sixteenth century," Andrew replied as I came to stand beside him.

"Andrew-" I began before he held up his hand and hissed, "You will be silent. You are in enough trouble already. Gabriel, continue."

"Before we were rudely interrupted by your pet-"

"I'm not his pet!"

"As I was saying, the order has uncovered crucial information regarding The Queen of Blood's whereabouts."

"Where is she?"

"The United States. New York. Have you heard of Woodstock?"

"Yes."

"Good. Perhaps you will actually end her life this time instead of letting her go as you have in the past."

Andrew ignored his comment and drummed his fingers along the armrest of his chair. He stopped before he looked up and said, "Very well. I'll leave for America in the morning. I already have contacts there so I won't need your assistance there."

"The order will be there whether you want us there or not, Bennett. The queen is all yours and any other hell spawn you can get your hands on… And rest assured the order will hear about your pet."

Andrew dismissed his comment with a wave of his hand before standing. He looked over at me and stated, "Get ready for bed. I'll be in to speak with you later. I have to see our guest out."

********Break********

I knew he was incredibly pissed. I could see it in his eyes when he caught me eavesdropping. It's not my fault though. He shouldn't withhold information about my mother or his lover from me.

One of Andrew's thralls eventually came in and got the bathtub ready. She laid out a pair of pajamas in the bathroom and asked if I needed anything else. I dismissed her before taking a bath then dressing for bed.

Eventually, another thrall brought me a cup of tea and pulled back the covers on my bed before leaving. I finished my tea and sank down into the bed and waited. Not even five minutes had passed before Andrew came in. I could smell the coppery scent of blood coming off of him as he took a seat on the edge of my bed and stared down at me with blood red eyes.

"Did you have a nice hunt? Was it a squirrel or a fox or a-"

"Your favorite horse."

I sat straight up and gasped, "You didn't. Not Percival."

"No. It was a donor, Dmitri. Although, the thought of drinking your favorite mount did cross my mind… Nonetheless, even I'm not that cruel... Anything you'd like to say to me?"

"I'm sorry that you were going to withhold information from me so I had to find out myself-"

"Dmitri!"

"I'm sorry, Andrew. Are you satisfied now?"

"I'm disappointed in you, Dmitri… I saved your life. I brought you back to England with me. I allowed you to live in my home and eat my food. I made you heir. I've trained you. I've-"

"Alright, Andrew! I understand. You've done everything for me… You've also kept me locked up here for the past ten years. I don't have any friends or anyone to talk to. You've kept me homeschooled and-"

"I've kept you safe! Do you not understand that!" he shouted.

"No."

"Child, if word were to get out that I've taken care of you for ten years… Do you know how many vampires would be come here to kill you? Do you know how much danger your life would be in? Do you not understand how I would feel if something were to happen to you?"

"I'd be upset if something were to happen to you too."

He groaned and massaged his temple before looking at me. "What am I to do with you?"

"Take me with you to America."

"That is absolutely out of the question, Dmitri."

"Please, Andrew! I won't ask you for anything else!"

"No!"

"I'm ready! I can handle myself!"

"You're far from ready. You proved that fact this evening."

"What's the point of being a vampire hunter if you won't allow me kill anything?"

"Absolutely not. You're not ready."

"Fine. I suppose you'll just have to leave me here… I'll be all alone and defenseless against a vampire attack. Hopefully, I'll still be here when you get back. Perhaps your friend Gabriel hasn't shot his mouth off about me."

********Break********

Andrew's POV

"Andrew, look at that! It's brilliant!" Dmitri exclaimed as he continued poking his finger against the tiny window of the plane.

I dismissed him with a wave of the hand and rubbed at the irritating contacts over my red eyes.

"Got something in your eye?" the boy asked before realization sank in. "Oh yeah. Never mind… Your eyes match mine now. Did you notice that?"

"Yes."

"Oh… How much longer till we get to New York?"

"Not soon enough."

********Break********

Dmitri's POV

I stared in awe at all of the people going in and out of the elaborately designed hotel.

"Will you or your son need anything else during your visit Miste- I mean, Lord Bennett?"

"No thank you, love, and please call me Andrew," he replied before taking the manager's hand and kissing it.

She giggled as I rolled my eyes. Must he always be that way towards women?

She handed him the room keys and pointed towards the elevator while the bellhop followed behind us with our luggage. We eventually made it to our suite. We only had time to set the luggage down before we left to meet Andrew's associates in a nearby park.

********Break********

Andrew's POV

The boy stayed glued to my side as we strolled through the park.

"Andrew?"

"Yes?"

"Why does everyone keep referring to me as your pet?"

"Some vampires keep humans as pets to amuse themselves. I've known vampires that have kept both males and females for either service or for sex."

"I'm glad you're not like the others."

"I suppose even a curse has its blessings."

Much to my annoyance, I soon found John Constantine talking to Jason Todd while the two of them smoked. I specifically asked for Bruce Wayne, not his hotheaded son. Two teenaged boys stood close to them and argued over something.

"Andrew, is that them? Which one's Batman?" Dmitri asked.

"The one in the trench coat is the renowned exorcist, John Constantine. The one in leather is Jason Todd-Wayne, the second of the Bat's sons."

We came to a stop before them. Constantine roughly pulled the curly headed brunette over to him and huffed, "This is Chas. My… apprentice."

Jason did the same with the dirty blonde beside him and said, "This is my son, Dean."

"Adopted son," the boy huffed and pulled away before glaring over at me.

"This is my ward and student, Dmitri," I replied as Dean's eyes suddenly lit up with realization. "We'll continue our discussion in my hotel room. It's far too public out here."

Dean slipped something out of his pocket and hid it beneath his coat as I turned. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him taking a step closer to me only to be tackled to the ground by Dmitri. A wooden stake landed on the grass.

The two of them attempted to murder each other. Jason stepped forward to break them up but I grabbed his arm and held him back.

"I did not ask for you. I asked for your father."

"He's busy. Looks like you're stuck with me. Take it or leave it," he growled.

"I'm afraid you'll have to do," I replied as we watched the two of them fight.

Dean shouted, "You call yourself a hunter! You allow a freaking vampire to walk-"

"Andrew is a good man!" Dmitri argued.

"He deserves nothing more than a stake in his heart!"

"You're wrong! Andrew may be a vampire but he's different! He raised me for Christ's sake! He taught me how to fight! He taught me how to use various weapons! He homeschooled me himself! He taught me how to ride a horse, and drive a car, and fly a plane! He encouraged my religion! He taught me English, Latin, Italian, Spanish, and Romanian while allowing me to speak in my native tongue! He's never hit me or made me feel worthless! If I was in trouble Andrew always came to my rescue! He'd hold me when I cried! He took me in when no one else gave a damn! He taught me how to be a good man… and above all else he taught me that not every supernatural being is a monster. Not everyone has to die. We choose rather to be good or evil."

"You're a hunter! You're supposed to kill-"

"Have you even killed anything yet?"

Dean narrowed his eyes before muttering, "Maybe."

"And how do you plan on killing a monster without becoming one yourself?"

"I… He's still a vampire! He doesn't deserve to live!"

"Maybe he is a vampire in appearance but not in heart or soul… If you harm or attempt to kill Andrew in any way, I will kill you."

"As if you could even kill me in the first place. I'm bigger than you-"

"You're a year older than I am! Of course you're larger, you bloody prat!"

Constantine suddenly shoved his protégé over towards the two and said, "Go break 'em up Chas. We've got shit to do."

"What! John, I don't want to die! They have knives and shit!"

"You'll be fine. I have faith in you," he replied before lighting a fresh cigarette.

The boy nodded at his mentor before marching off to try and intervene.

"You do realize that he's probably going to die, don't you?" Jason asked as John shrugged and continued smoking.

"It'll probably do him good."

********Break********

Dmitri's POV

"John, I can see a light. Should I go to it?" Chas murmured as his mentor dropped him onto a sofa in our hotel flat.

"Stop being so bloody dramatic! You were only knocked out for like an hour," he growled before shoving a pack of ice onto his ward's face.

"It was your entire fault!"

"I told you to break them up. I didn't tell you to get yourself punched in the face-"

"Anyway! Why'd you call us here?" Jason interrupted as he turned towards Andrew.

"The three of you will stay here and not leave the room," Andrew commanded before turning towards his bedroom door with Jason and John behind him.

They locked the door behind them. Chas, Dean, and I were left alone. We all exchanged glances before we scrambled over each other before pressing our ears against the hotel door.

Andrew's POV

"And the boy? I didn't think you were one for keeping pets, "Jason stated.

I sighed before sinking down into the armchair in my temporary chambers. I gestured for them to take a seat on the sofa across from me. They complied as I said, "His name is Dmitri Mishkin. The boy is my ward as well as my apprentice."

"I'm assuming he's not originally from Britain," John added, "His accent is slightly off."

"Your assumption is correct… Ten years ago, I managed to track Mary the Queen of Blood down. She was in Russia. The boy's parents were Ivan and Dunya Mishkin. They were farmers," I began as my fingers suddenly transformed into claws. Fangs came out as I spat, "Ivan was an abusive alcoholic. He abused the boy… Dmitri still bears the scars his father gave him… There are nights where he wakes up screaming and begging for mercy and-"

I broke off as I heard movement from outside the door. They're eavesdropping… or at least attempting to. The room is soundproof. I sank back into my chair and allowed my features to return to normal.

"Forgive me… Some humans are more evil than the creatures of the night."

"We know."

I nodded before continuing, "Nonetheless, Mary arrived at their farm and asked for sanctuary from the cold. She slaughtered Ivan first. The she seduced Dunya and fed off of her while making the boy watch. Then she left the child alone with his mother's berated corpse."

"She killed both of his parents? Why didn't she kill him?"

"Technically, she only killed Ivan. I'm not sure why she spared the boy... Typically, when a vampire feeds off of a human, all the blood is drained and the human dies. Mary left one drop of blood in the woman's veins."

"So?" Jason asked.

"As long as there is at least one drop of blood left, a human will turn in three days unless they are immune or they are cured or they are killed," John added.

"I'm guessing she turned."

"Unfortunately. For three days, Dmitri cried and prayed over her body… I found him bloodied and beaten with a crucifix clutched in his hands and a Bible beside him. He was on the verge of death."

"How old was he?"

I sighed, "Four… He still cries for her."

"What happened to his mother?"

"I'm assuming she's still one of Mary's thralls. His mother is the main reason he's with me. Dmitri believes it's his destiny to free his mother from her curse."

"So you took him in and trained him to kill vampires. He's nothing more than your soldier," Jason scoffed.

My eyes narrowed as I rasped, "He holds far more importance to me than that of a soldier… And you have no room to talk. Your charge is a hunter as well and you've merely just been adding to his training."

"I haven't-"

"Choose your next words carefully," I threatened as he narrowed his eyes. "After all, you have yet to recompense me for my hospitality the time your brother was nearly turned."

"Why are we here, mate? You've been killing blood suckers since the sixteenth century. You don't need us," John barked as he lit up another cigarette.

"There is an event in Woodstock tomorrow-"

"A concert."

"Yes. Attendance will be very high and I have received information from the Order of the Van Helsings revealing that she plans to add the spectators to her vampire horde. Over seven thousand will be present. Extra eyes are always welcome. However, the Order will also be present and I want them kept out of my ass. They're extremely irritating."

John asked, "If this shit is happening in Woodstock then why the hell are we in New York?"

"Dmitri is still a novice. I want him nowhere near the event. His mother will supposedly be there as well. I'm sure the two of you will want to keep your apprentices out of harm's way as well."

Dmitri's POV

"I can't hear shit," Dean growled.

"Then stop yacking, asswipe," I hissed.

"Look you little-"

"The two of you shut up!" Chas hissed only for the door to open seconds later to reveal our guardians.

A few minutes later, the exorcist and vigilante left, taking their charges with them. Andrew and I were left alone. He allowed me to order room service while he downed a few bags of blood that he'd asked Jason to bring with him. I showered and got ready for bed. He bid me goodnight before relocating to the balcony where he watched the nightlife.

********Break********

Andrew's POV

"Did you put your pet in his kennel for the night?" Gabriel asked as he moved out of the shadows and came to stand beside me out on the balcony.

"We've been over this. I don't keep pets."

"No. You only keep teenaged boys and slaves."

"My thralls are all released from the prison system. They work for me until their sentence is up and then they are free to go."

"You hypnotize them."

"Only to keep them safe. It's better they be left in the dark about the monster I truly am."

"That doesn't explain the boy."

"I've told you already. He's my apprentice."

"You should have informed the order-"

I growled, "I will inform you of what I want you to know. Nothing more. Nothing left."

"I'd change your tone. You're lucky we allow you to live."

I snorted before saying, "You 'allow' me to live because you cannot kill me and you need me. You've seen what I can become. You and your damned order know that I am the only of my kind… other than my maker."

Gabriel ignored my comment and added, "And your maker is still sleeping thanks to the order."

I didn't reply as I heard Dmitri whimpering in his sleep.

"What? Did you hear something?" he asked as his hand reached into his jacket pocket and clenched a weapon.

"Dmitri's having a nightmare."

"Is that all?" he asked as I narrowed my eyes. "What? We all have them. We live in them as a matter of fact."

"Goodbye Gabriel."

"I'll leave when I bloody want to."

"Hmm."

"Just be at Woodstock tomorrow if you're so insistent on playing with your pet tonight. I want that bitch dead… Well, deader anyway," he replied before turning to leave.

He suddenly stopped walking and looked back at me as I heard Dmitri's footsteps approaching.

"Is there something else?"

"What if your pet gets bitten? You planning on letting him live?"

"No. He'll die by my hand before I allow him to become one of the undead," I replied, glancing over my shoulder to find Gabriel gone.

I leaned back over the railing and stared out into the world as the boy came to stand beside me.

Dmitri's POV

"You should be in bed," he commented as I came to stand beside him out on the balcony.

"… Couldn't sleep."

"Hmm," he grunted as he continued to stare out at the blinding night lights as hundreds of people flocked the streets and cars barely moved due to the everlasting traffic.

"It's so different here than it is in England… or even Russia. I don't see how Americans can live. They use the word 'what' instead of just saying sorry. They insist upon giving you pickles with everything. They insist on having coffee forty times a day. There's literally a Starbucks on every corner. There are so many people and they're always in a hurry. They hate tea. They drive on the wrong side of the road. These people put cheese in a can. Their prices don't even include taxes. They always have to be right about everything. Don't even get me started on their plumbing-"

"Dmitri, why are you still awake?"

I sighed, "I had a nightmare."

"Do you wish to discuss it?"

"No."

"You are instructed not to keep things from me."

"I'm not keeping anything from you, Andrew."

"Then out with it, child."

I swallowed before huffing, "It was about my parents and the night your wife came."

"It was only a dream."

"No. That was life. Dreams aren't real. That was real. It happened ten years ago."

He didn't say anything. He only turned and entered the suite. I followed him as he led the way back to my temporary bedroom. He pulled back the sheets on the bed and gestured for me to get in. I did as I was told. Andrew tucked me in before he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry for happened to you and to your family."

"We weren't much of a family to begin with anyway… Do you still love the Queen of Blood? She's your family. She's your wife. Why didn't you go with her? The two of you are the most powerful vampires on this earth. Why not rule over humans?"

"I retained my humanity. She didn't. She wanted to enslave humans. I didn't. It's as simple as that."

"So you're still in love with her? It's been six hundred years."

"And one day it will all just end. I'll take back the life I created and then I'll take my own. One day, I will finally sleep peacefully in Hell… no longer as a monster."

"You're not a monster, Andrew. I don't want you to go to Hell. You aren't evil. You're not. Nothing about you is monstrous."

He reached out and gently brushed my cheek with the back of his hand. I barely managed to contain my surprise. Andrew deliberately avoided contact with humans. He's so afraid of hurting them. He's so afraid of his demon getting released on the wrong person.

"We can't always have what we want, Dmitri," he softly replied before retracting his hand. "I'll be gone one day. When that day comes, I expect you to be able to carry out my work. Can you do that for me?"

"…Yes. As long as you promise you'll stay on this earth as long as possible."

"I can promise nothing… You must rest now."

"No. I'm not ti-" I began before his red eyes blazed brightly.

"Sleep," he commanded as I obeyed.

Damn his ability to compel people!

********Break********

The next morning, I awoke to find everyone already here eating breakfast. I quickly got ready before joining them.

"The three of you will remain here. We shall return in the morning. None of you are to put one toe outside of this hotel room," Andrew ordered.

"What if there's a fire?" Chas asked as his mentor snarled, "Then I'd better find your crispy corpse in this room."

"Andrew, this isn't fair! You said-"

"I don't want to hear it. It's for your own safety. Only when I deem you ready will you be allowed to join me," he responded before the three adults left.

The three of us were left staring at each other.

Dean began, "So… It's agreed that we give them a five minute head start?"

"Well duh. I didn't steal John's keys for the hell of it."

"Can you drive?" I asked as Chas nodded.

"He's the only one us who has a license."

"Then I call the front!"

"No freaking way! I'm the second oldest! I got dibs on shotgun!"

"No! I called it first!"

Chas screamed over us, "You're both in the back!"

********Break********

"You know, I really didn't think you were serious about us in the back," Dean huffed.

"I was," he replied as he pulled into a McDonalds drive through.

"Chas, what the hell, mate? We have to get to Woodstock now!"

"I'm hungry… and I need some money. One of you rich boys pay up or we're not going."

I replied, "I haven't gotten any money on me and we're wasting time."

"Fine. Dean, I need money."

"No freaking way."

"Then we're not going anywhere."

"Dude, I wanna kill some vampires!"

"Then buy me a burger! I skipped breakfast!"

"Fine but you had better pay me back," Dean growled before pulling out his wallet.

I could see a credit card, cash, a condom, learner's permit, and three pictures in his wallet. One was of a dark haired man, a blonde woman, a boy, and a baby. The other was a picture of Jason, Dean, a different blonde haired woman, a younger boy, and a baby. The last picture was of a dark haired girl with Asian features.

"You fancy her?" I asked as he immediately closed his wallet.

"What?"

"Sorry?"

"I'm assuming you still have that picture of Lian in your wallet so Dmitri probably wants to know if you're still with her," Chas interpreted as Dean shrugged and said, "It's complicated."

Chas added, "He means that they would be together is he could only keep it in his pants. Dean doesn't have relationships. He has dates… And he's also afraid of her father."

"Shut up, Chas!"

"That's rotten luck, mate," I said as Dean rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, man. You know it's true. So, what about you, Dmitri?"

"Sorry?"

"You got a girlfriend?" Chas asked.

"No… I haven't gotten any friends much less a girlfriend. We live in the country on Andrew's estate and we don't get many visitors. I'm also homeschooled."

"Too bad. How did you and Andrew even meet?"

"He saved my life from Mary and my mother. He took me in and trained me."

"Who's Mary?"

"The Queen of Blood's what she calls herself. She's the only person Andrew ever turned. She's also the only one that can match him in ability. She goes around building armies of that fit her chosen description."

"And that's who were trying to kill?" Chas asked.

"Yes."

Dean growled, "And what makes you think you can kill her? Hunting requires speed, strength, and an agile mind."

"So you've got two out of three. I'm sure I'll manage," I smirked as he frowned.

*********Break*********

Chas opened the trunk of his mentor's car and the three of us stared down at the crucifixes, bottles of holy water, stakes, guns, books, knives, swords, rope, and other various items.

"Remember it takes a stake through the heart and you have to cut off its head if you want to kill a vampire."

The three of us grabbed our weapons of choice before we entered the rock festival. Thousands of people stood shoulder to shoulder screaming their lungs out and jumping and drinking and singing the lyrics to whatever song was being played. We weaved in and out among the people as we tried to look for anything suspicious. I turned around to find Chas and Dean gone. I groaned before turning back around only to come face to face with a vampire.

"Mama."

********Break********

Andrew's POV

"Anything?" I asked as we regrouped.

"I didn't see a damn thing," John swore.

"Me either," Jason added before he abruptly left and walked back into the crowd.

Seconds later, he reemerged, dragging two teenagers with him. John swore again before he took Chas from Jason and began yelling at him while Jason yelled at Dean.

"Dmitri… Where's Dmitri?"

********Break********

Mary's POV

"What!" I shrieked as Dunya bowed slightly before my throne.

"It's true, Mistress. The enemy is here."

"Damn him! He always has to ruin everything!"

"Mistress, he didn't come alone either."

"The Order of the Van Helsings are here, aren't they?" I sighed.

"Yes Mistress, but they aren't the only ones."

I sighed, "Who else did he bring?"

"John Constantine, his new apprentice, two people I'm not sure of, and his puppy."

"Damn. I can't stand that asshole and… Wait, did you say he brought a puppy?"

"Unfortunately, he lost his puppy I'm afraid." She replied before another two of my vampires entered dragging a struggling boy between them.

I could smell Andrew on the boy. He's been around Andrew recently, but he's definitely not a pet. Actually, the child looks somewhat familiar… Could it be?

"Dunya, puppies don't wear clothes," I smirked as he screamed, "No!"

She ripped the clothing from his body. I could see scars in the shape of claw marks on his chest. He was also wearing a very familiar crucifix around his neck.

I immediately started laughing. "This is too rich! Andrew actually kept him! Dear me! I would have never expected him to have a little human-"

"I'm not his pet, you bitch! I'm a vampire hunter!" he shouted.

"Bring him to me!" I snapped.

I pulled the child onto my lap and covered his naked frame with my cloak. I held tightly to him as he struggled to get out of my grasp.

"Welcome to the Cult of the Blood Red Moon, puppy."

"Piss off!" he screamed before my hand clapped over his mouth, claws digging into tender flesh.

The newer vampires in the tunnels beneath the rock festival trembled with excitement as the coppery smell of blood was released into the air.

"I'd calm down and stop trying to fight me or else I'll feed you to them," I sweetly whispered before releasing his mouth.

"You're completely mental!"

"All the best people are, sweetheart," I replied before ripping the cross from his neck and throwing it down to one of new vampires.

"Take that to Andrew and tell him that if he wants his little pet back, he'll have to come and find me-"

"Mistress, I thought we were going to kill Bennett. You said-"

"I bloody well know what I said!" I snapped as they immediately backed down. "After that, kill him and his mates and make sure it's done in private. There are a lot of humans up there that I either plan on draining or transforming and I don't want them to panic and run off. Now go!"

All of them but Dunya left. I shoved her son towards the ground at her feet and said, "Our new puppy is far too energetic at this moment. Do me a favor and play with him for me."

********Break********

Andrew's POV

The five of us stood in the vacant parking lot.

"We were separated and we lost each other in the crowd and… We don't know where Dmitri is," Chas responded before his mentor smacked the back of his head.

"I told you to stay put!"

"I'm sorry, John!"

A low growl came from behind me. I turned in time to catch the vampire by her neck. She left out a mangled cry as I squeezed her neck until blood started to flow over my hands. My fangs came out as claws shot out of my fingertips and toes. Wings sprouted from my back.

"This is why I have to put you down. All of you. This is why I walk the earth. I've had five centuries to learn how to kill our kind."

She gasped, "W-wait. D-don't k-kill m-me."

"Where is your queen?"

"B-below. S-she h-has y-your p-pet," she choked out before holding up Dmitri's necklace.

I increased the pressure on her neck and growled, "Where is the boy?"

She smiled as blood dripped from her mouth. She shakily raised her hand and pointed behind me.

"L-long l-live t-the q-queen," she stated before I ripped her head from her body.

I turned to find hundreds of Mary's vampires slowly advancing. Both John and Jason shoved their boys behind them. Out of nowhere, twenty-five assassins suddenly appeared in front of us. It's about bloody time the Van Helsings showed up! Gabriel looked back at me and shouted, "Get the Queen! We'll deal with them!"

********Break********

Mary's POV

"Mistress! He's coming! He's in here!" one of my vampires screamed as I dismissed her with a wave of my hand.

"Go get Dunya and my new chew toy and bring them to me," I ordered as she vanished.

I leaned back in my throne and waited patiently. It wasn't long before Andrew showed up in his demonic bat form.

"Mary!"

"Hello, Andrew. Did you miss me so much that you had to show up like that? Wasn't it a shame when that film Van Helsing stole our look? We pull it off so much better. Don't you agree, my love?"

"Where's the boy?"

"He'll be along shortly."

"Why are you doing this? It doesn't have to be this way. We can-"

"We deserve to be free, Andrew! Our kind has lived in fear and oppression-"

"You've said this before."

"You've been chasing me for six hundred years now. What makes you think I'll change? I'm not human. I never was. The only thing I've been is myself and you've been yourself… All these years, I still love you. I know you still love me, Andrew. But, you won't change. You love your precious humans too much. You'd chase me for another six hundred years if it meant bringing me down. The fact that you're still fighting a war that you know you cannot win is brilliant… I love you even more for it," I sighed before standing and moving over towards the tunnel entrance. "You know, I never expected you to take a child in like you did. I never saw it coming. Ever."

"Where is he, Mary?"

"Behind you."

He immediately turned to see Dunya behind him with his pet in her grasp. The boy stood there crying and whining for his master to save him. Pathetic. I sighed and ran my hand over Andrew's muscled chest.

"You know, I've always liked you this form almost as much as I've liked you in your normal form. It's very sexy."

"Let the boy go, Mary," he growled before grabbing my hand.

"Must you always be this way?"

"Mary."

"Andrew."

We stood glaring at each other before I took a step closer and pressed my lips against his. It didn't take long before he was kissing me back. He'll always love me. Always. We broke off when I backed away.

"Sorry," I whispered before Dunya slashed the boy's chest open.

"No! Dmitri!" Andrew screamed as he flew to his child.

She immediately fled as he let her go without even bothering to chase her. He took the naked boy into his arms and tried to stop the bleeding. He looked over at me with nothing but hatred in his eyes.

"If he dies, I will not only kill you, I'll make you suffer."

"No you won't. You love me too much to hurt me. Besides, you'll not have that opportunity. This was a setup. I knew you were coming. I purposely had you slaughter a few members of my order. I didn't come here to make vampires. I came here to have you kill them. Word will break out about what you've done to our kind. You'll be hated. You'll have a target on your back from now on. Every vampire alive will try to kill you from here on… Goodbye, my love," I stated before transforming into mist and disappearing.

********Break********

Andrew's POV

I paced in the waiting room of the hospital. Constantine had gone outside to smoke. Chas lay passed out in a chair. Jason sat beside his son and the two of them spoke softly about something. We'd been here for hours.

Not much more time passed before I was informed that Dmitri was out of surgery. I was eventually led to his room. He lay completely still on the hospital bed. His skin was paler than normal and he felt cold to the touch.

The doctor began, "He's lost a lot of blood. He also has a broken arm. There is bruising near his mouth and in other areas-"

"Sorry? Did you say he had bruises in… Was he-"

"I'm sorry, sir. Be sure to call for a nurse when he wakes," he replied before leaving.

I suddenly had the urge to kill something. Anything. I probably would have if it weren't for the voice whispering, "Andrew?"

"Dmitri, do you need anything? How are you feeling? Are you alright?" I asked as tears suddenly started running down his face.

"I'm sorry I let you down."

"No, dear child. You've never let me down. You've always been so brave and perfect and… Don't cry… Look, I have your necklace. I know it means a lot and… What's wrong?"

"That cross was my mother's… When I was four, I thought I could save her with it… I don't think I can wear it anymore."

"Why not?"

"My mother… M-mary made h-her-" he began before he lost all control.

"It's alright, lad. It's alright," I whispered as I gathered him into my arms. "Your mother died a long time ago. That creature is not your mother. Never forget that."

********Break********

Dmitri's POV

Andrew talked with John and Jason while I stood with Chas and Dean.

"How you feeling?" Chas asked.

"I'll be alright."

"Good. We were worried about you, man," Chas added.

"I'm fine."

"Yeah… Next time you come back to the states, we'll introduce you to everyone else."

I asked, "Everyone?"

"Yeah. Dean's got the biggest family with all the Bats running around. Then there's the Flash twins and Lian and her little brother and Simon Boaz and Sin Queen and-"

"Come along, Dmitri. We have a flight to catch," Andrew interrupted.

"Alright. Goodbye."

"See you later," Chas replied as Dean just nodded.

We headed in three separate directions and joined our mentors. I moved to follow Andrew before Dean suddenly shouted, "Dmitri, wait up a minute!"

We stopped as he jogged up to us.

"Can I talk to you a minute?" he asked.

I looked at Andrew, who nodded and gestured to a park bench before he moved over to where Jason was standing. I sat down on the bench and looked up at him.

"You alright, man?"

"Fine, mate."

He sat down beside me and drummed his fingers against his knees before running his fingers through his hair.

"Look, I'm not too good at this whole comforting-"

"I don't want or need your pity," I growled, getting up.

He caught my arm and pulled me back down as I flinched.

"Don't touch me!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean… Look, I get it, okay? I get how you're feeling."

"How could you possibly know-"

"You probably feel like you're a worthless and dirty whore but you're not. Believe me, I know… Look, you're not alone, alright? You've got my number if you wanna talk or whatever. Just remember that you're not what happened to you. You're who you choose to be."

"Did you get that off a fortune cookie?"

"Ha-ha."

"Dean, thanks mate. Really."

He nodded before looking over to where his father was waiting for him.

"I gotta go. See you around, Vampire Lover."

"Bye, Prat."

********Break********

I eased myself into the seat as Andrew took his place beside me. I stared out the window as the runway started to disappear. I looked over at Andrew as he continued to flip through some magazines he'd purchased beforehand. I played with the cross around my neck before I looked over at him.

"Andrew?"

"Hmm?" he grunted without even looking up.

"Would you have killed me if she made me like you?" I asked, aware of the other passengers around us.

He sighed before looking over at me. His eyes studied the crucifix around my neck before he nodded, "Yes, I would have ended your life before you turned… only because I love you, my child. I won't condemn your soul to Hell. I won't sentence you to a fate you do not deserve."

I nodded before returning my attention to the window.

"YA tozhe lyublyu tebya, Papa." (I love you too, Dad.)

Sorry it took me forever to update. These chapters literally take me forever to write and college really gets in the way. But thanks for all the great reviews, follows, and favorites!

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