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"He's... gone." I whimpered. Sam stroked my hair and sighed, he held me close and didn't let go. "It's my fault." I continued.

"No... Kali... geez I don't know what to say to you! I'm not good at this crap and you know that!" He pulled me back and made me look in his eyes. I didn't see the compassionate brother that excused my faults and made me smile when I was down. I saw someone different, I saw someone determined, someone who just wanted his little brother back... who wanted things to be different... who like me wanted Papa.

"What are we going to do?" I asked wiping the tears away. Crying wasn't going to solve anything.

"We're... wait... we you don't seriously mean... No! Your not coming!" He shouted already grabbing daggers. Although what good it would do on a vampire I had yet to figure out. He grabbed a small dagger and slipped it in a sheath, he reached down and attached it to his foot, his pants covered it.

"I'm going to help you!" I shouted already grabbing a sword. I sheathed it and buckled it around my waist. Sam growled and snatched a sword, I reached and grabbed two daggers I attached those to my thighs. In just a couple of minutes we were ready to go, before we left I grabbed Mother's old bow and Papa's lucky arrows.

"Azazel you've met your match." I heard Sam say under his breath. He grabbed a band and pulled his smoky brown hair up. "Kali... get in... find Viktor and get out! You leave Azazel to me!" He said jerking his thumb to himself as if to make the point that much clearer.

"It's my fault Viktor was kidnapped in the first place... at least let me help fight!" I said.

Sam shook his head, "I'm experienced in vampires... after all I've been fighting them among other beasts since the time I left... since I transformed anyway." A wide grin stretched across his face.

"Congrats Sam... it took you a while but I'm happy. Means I'm not alone." I smiled glad to have Sam on board.

Sam opened the door and let the crisp night air blow in his face, tendrils of my hair swirled around me. It was unbearably cold for a October night, it reminded me of the night Azazel had smashed my leg. Azazel that name brung bile to my throat, I was about to growl but Sam placed a hand over my mouth. He shook his head, he was alert... he had heard something I missed.

The bushes rustled, we growled and out stepped a half alive Viktor! Blood covered his arms and legs, he stumbled forward drunkenly and I made a dash for him. "No!" I heard Sam cry. That was when I saw it... I felt the puncture of my skin and i gasped. I felt the blood being drawn, and the red eyes that greeted me were greedy... I had seen these eyes before... Azazel.

I smiled and gazed down at my now seventeen year old brother, "Viktor." I whispered and reached my hand out to stroke his cheek. He left go of my wrist and promptly bit me again, I wasn't sure what vampire venom would do to me. But I didn't care, Viktor was here.

He hissed at me and backed away. "Blood... I must have it." That voice... it wasn't Viktor's voice... it wasn't his voice! It belonged to Azazel.

Azazel stepped out then, still deep in the shadows. "Viktor? Ah there you are... I see you've found your sister and ah Sam? It's been to long!" He crooned. He stepped forward out into the pale moonlight. That was when I got my first real glimpse at his beauty. He was chalky white with black hair that was held up by a ribbon, his fingers were long and slender... soft to the touch. He was tall and lean, his eyes were blue but were beginning to turn red.

He had on a black shirt and a pair of black jeans, his leather jacket was draped over his arm. He wiped a trace of smeared blood off his lips and smiled at Sam. His comments were directed to me, "I've brought Viktor back as I promised... pay up!" He said and his eyes turned to me.

"I... don't... have... it." I said in a barely controlled voice I was ready to maim him!

"You don't? The deal was you give me Bloodless Flower and I give you Viktor!" He said.

"The deal was Viktor was to not be harmed!" I reminded him.

Azazel just smiled at me, "Oh he's not been harmed... changed maybe but not harmed. Oh no. And i never agreed to that anyway. You don't have what I want... you lost it you say? Well then you belong to me." He stated simply.

I stared at Sam, his mouth was wide open as he stared at me... I looked at Viktor so full of blood lust... he seemed to be able to gaze at me with that look... "I'm sorry." I whispered.

Azazel grabbed my wrist and jerked me forward. "Good bye." I whispered. I was dragged away into the forest, Sam's hand reached out as if he could grab me... grab me and run. Viktor was safe and that was all that mattered to me. 'Don't come after me... Sam tell Viktor I love him.' I could tell Sam had linked his mind with mine.

'I'll save you sister... I will.'