It had taken longer than Canada thought to calm Italy. Italy had run from Canada as soon as the Italian had seen him. Canada knew that Italy only ran from him because he ran from everyone if he was alone. Yet, Italy got tried and stopped to rest and that was when Canada used is power to make the Italian not run away again.

Canada then bit Italy and started to drink. The blood was sweet. This was probably because the boy was sweet and kind himself. He had been watching the boy around his friends at night. He was the weakest in the group and his blood smelled overly sweet. This boys blood would keep him from drinking for at least two weeks, as long as he didn't get hurt. Then he heard some call out from the street close to the alleyway he had Italy now.

"Italy? Were are you Italy?" a deeper German voice called out. The Canada froze in his spot and let go of Italy who made a small moan as he was let go. Italy would live well; he would have lived anyway as Canada didn't kill anyone. He put a kind of spell on whoever he caught that would make them forget what happened, and then he never drank more blood than he should. Unlike his brother who drank all the blood he could but that American was weird. Maybe he would listen and find a group of people to drink from like he was inside of many Radom people.

"Hey! Who are you and what are you doing to Italy?" the German voice from before yelled angrily at him. It seems he waited to long thinking and the person, who he guessed as Germany had found him. He sighed before he spoke.

"I'm Canada, but your not going to remember." his voice was quiet but held the silkily smoothness of his spell. The spell made people forget him so he rarely spoke, only people who have tasted his blood would remember him. Germany looked at him confused before the spell hit him, then the spell second part started to work. He could control this part of his spell and he only used it on prey or someone in the way. The German became tried and sat down on the ground. The spell wouldn't make them sleep but be very tried until he left the area. He had drank just the right amount from the Italian so he didn't need anymore blood, but he couldn't give up free blood that he could get from Germany, besides this would mark them and keep any other pure vampires away from there group. He was a feared vampire as he could make anyone forget him and he was strong as well, even if he refused to fight; yet, but most people feared his pet polar bear. Even if it was cute it could bite any vampire and kill them and no one vampire could kill it. The Canadian was the only one that could tame it so if he wanted he could kill any vampire he wanted. Canada leaned down and bit Germany neck, the blood was not as sweet as the Italians; it was a bit sour with a hit of sweetness that showed that the German did have a kind side. The Canadian didn't drink much as he didn't like the sour taste but he was full now and that's all that mattered. Now no other vampires would touch them as he had left a mark on them. Then Canada left the alley way, disappearing into the darkness of the night. Once he was gone Italy and the Germany woke from the spell. They looked at each other and saw the bite, but they couldn't remember who just had bit them. The Italian was the first to speak

"Germany? Ve who just bit us?" he asked with a tilt of his head showing confusion in his eyes.

"I do not know who bit us… I can't remember." Germany said as he lightly rubs the mark on his neck before adding. "Well lets go home Italy, we can try to remember later."

On the other side of town America had found a good group of humans to call his own. He was tried of finding new people to drink from, so he decided to do what his brother was doing. He knew that his brother was looking at the group called the 'axis' in this town. He knew they ran a bar that rivaled the group he was looking at. His group was known as the 'allies'. They had more people than the allies and they were called Russia, England, France and China in the group. The American didn't care about England, France and China. He wanted Russia as he liked the blood of unstable and childlike people. He loved the way that kind of blood tasted and it was so rare to find someone like that. He wouldn't waste his chance at having a person who would taste wonderful and maybe the guy could be a good partner to have, as Russia was good looking as well. He knew that some vampires paired up and they could just live off each other blood for the rest of there lives. These vampires were rare though as many of them got killed by some vampire hunter because they would become easy targets. Yet, the American had a feeling about Russia. He would just have to get a bite from someone in the group to mark them as his. The Chinese man seemed like he would be the easiest and most tasteful one. The French one smelled too much like roses and the English one… Well he smelled too much like tea and the American hated tea even when he was human. Well he better get started he had already wasted half of the night. He waited until the other people in the group were gone before he went up to China. If he didn't get China tonight he would have a harder time to get him again.

"Hello, I been coming here for a while and I thought I would meet you by now" America said as he smiled at China, then he added "you can call me America"

"Hello aru. My name is China, it's very nice to meet you America aru" china said as he looked at America's bright smile. America already had China caught in his trap. He just needed one smile and a few words to make the person like him, though his spell only worked for a few hours and the person would remember his name if he told them it.

"You're very handsome China" America said with faked happiness in his voice. He didn't think China was bad looking, but China was not his type. He would rather be talking to Russia but he didn't want to bite Russia. China smiled and thanked America for the complement with aru at the end of the thank you. America thought the aru was a bit annoying but he hid this from China as he gave the man more complements that weren't all really true but America was the perfect liar at times like this. It didn't take long until he got China to a hotel, got a room and bit his neck. After America bites someone they would forget how they got to the hotel and would not remember who bit them. An easy night for America so he decides he would go out dancing the next night and have fun. America paid for the hotel room and started to walk home.

Canada had gone back to his home, the home he shared with his brother and his polar bear. Yet the polar bear normally lived in the back yard they had. None else would have stayed with him anyway the spell would have worked on others. The others vampires remembered the polar bear so they never came around. The spell didn't work on America though as he saved the American before so they called each other brother. America had been changed by the darker side of vampires and had ended up killing people. America had a strong human side so he stopped himself from attacking people and was about to die from not drinking blood. Canada was waling around in the ally way looking for a homeless person to drink from when he found America. He gave America some of his blood to save him. Then America told him why he was dieing and that he didn't want to kill people. Canada decided to help America by giving him more of his blood. Canada's blood was of pure blood vampire so it affected America, and made him a half breed kind of vampire. With some help America soon didn't kill anyone anymore, yet he still liked to drink a lot of blood. America and Canada looked a lot the same and were sometimes thought of twins if they were to go anywhere together at night; thought this was rare for them to be together outside of the home. Yet, Canada didn't like his life as a vampire and he would make pancakes he couldn't eat, just so he could make them. He sometimes gave his pancakes to humans so the food would not be wasted, but he would be forgotten anyway; At least the people would tell him he had the best food they had ever tasted while they remembered him. He wished for someone to be with that he could love and not just someone who would forget him. Then America wanted to do everything and he even saved people from killing themselves or getting killed. He said he wanted to be like a hero and he still acted like one even if he was a vampire. He had killed people before, but he could tell when a person was getting close to there death and he had killed a few of those kind of people before he met Canada. Though America skill changed when he was changed by Canada; now it made people admire him and think he was a great person. He used this to find the right people and then he used the second part of his power to seduce the person with complements so he could drink the person blood.

America soon came in the home and he could smell his brother had also drank that night.

"Hey, Canada! I'm home~" he yelled as he walked in and found Canada in the kitchen cooking pancakes for the polar bear or some homeless person; America never knew. Canada shakes his head yes as in saying 'welcome home America'. He never talked around America much because his spell could still somewhat effect him; yet he talk when he felt like it. Today the pancakes he was making were blueberry for his polar bear.

"So you were out today, and by the smell of it you drank from two people, both not your type of blood too." America said as he watched his brother with the same smile on his face. He knew his brother wouldn't speak to him so he didn't get bothered by it. His brother always listened to anything he had to say. Canada like the taste of people who thought they were better than other people or in other words thought of themselves as 'awesome'. The Canadian had a weird kind of taste but the American never said anything about it. He had a weird taste too; really it was just weird just being vampires.