Markus snarled and bared his fangs. His eyes narrowed as they started to glow brighter. His arms tightened around Jakio and he hissed in the male's ear; "May Hades judge your sould when your time has come to enter Tartarus." With another hiss, he dug his fangs -- the uppers -- into Jakio's neck.

Drakine rolled over onto her stomach and glanced at Markus. A small smile flitted across her face. "Kallaticus. Late to the occasion as always," she said. The albino's eyes twinkled for his mouth was busy.

Jakio winced and gave a blood curtling scream "I STOPPED LET GO DAMNIT!!" he shouted as he closed his eyes tightly while grinding his teeth.

Demyan froze and turned to where Jakio and Markus were. He quickly stood up and snarled as he saw what was going on. He ran up to Markus and bit down hard onto his shoulder. His eyes slits as he glared at Markus hoping he would let go.

Markus ripped his fangs out of Jakio's neck and let go of him. Turning around to face Demyan, he socked the vampire in the stomach. His fangs were bared into a fearsome snarl and Jakio's blood coated the tips.

Giving a huge gasp for air Jakio held his neck as he fell to the ground landing with a hard thud on his side. He closed his eyes tight as he snarled through clamped teeth with a bit of blood in them.

Demyan coughed up a bit of blood as he crouched on the ground holding his stomach. He winced with one eye open and one eye closed through a pain filled face.

Markus smirked and his eyes glinted dangerously. As he straightened his spine, he glanced at Drakine. She was smiling and struggled to stand up. Seeing that, Markus gently pulled her to her feet. "How've ya'been, Wyrm?" he asked.

Drakine shrugged. "Other than having my family slaughtered, getting almost turned, and being chased by physcotic vampires, I'm doing all right," she said.

Markus chuckled. "Still as sarcastic as ever, I see," he said. Remembering something, he raised one wrist to his mouth, cut the skin with a fang and held it out to Drakine. "Drink some of this, it'll jump-start the healing on those ribs of yours."

Drakine glared at him for half a second before shrugging and licking up the blood that at whelled up at the surface. Once her tongue had left the surface of his skin, the cut had healed and she was already feeling a sharp tingling in her side. "Hm... Lovely feeling. Thanks Markus," she said before lightly punching his shoulder. 

Alik heard a loud scream that sounded like Jakio and raced towards it. He froze at what he saw. Both, his friend and his little brother were on the ground. His hair bristles as he dropped his cigarette on the ground in shock. He raced over to Jakio and looked at the wound and picked him up. Demyan stood shakily next to him "is this what you do?..this is how you treat your own? for some low life human? maybe you should question your own loyalty before questioning my brother's" he said as his glowing eyes glared at the vampire before resting on the humans as he walked away.

Demyan stopped near the brush and looked back at Drakine. He snarled at her and walked off after his brother.

Markus smiled broadly. "I, for one, don't see humans as meals." His smile faded and his eyes went to those similar to a caged animal. "I like the taste of my own kind." His tone was lethal; as was the look on his face. "And that little display near the river was just me trying to hold back while I was around you... All three of you."

Drakine glared at Demyan and lunged at him as if to kick him somewhere most guys would not like to be kicked. But Markus held her back.

Alik looked back "then why dont you turn her and kill her like you almost did my friend, or maybe you would like to kill someone who helped you out" he said the last part as his glowing eyes narrowed at the girl. He quickly ran off as Jakio winced once more.

Demyan growled and gave one last hatefull look back at Drakine before chasing after his brother, it would be light soon and they had to find shelter. Alik jogged towards the house, Demyan close behind as he ran inside he gave one last look outside and was glad that he was finally home. Alik layed Jakio on the couch and quickly grabbed the first-aid kit and began to bandage his wound.

Markus shook his head a made a disappointed sound. "I am a friend of her family before this stupid 'human blood shortage' became an issue," he muttered. But the other vamps were already gone.

Drakine shot Demyan an obscene gesture that cause Markus to flick her left ear. Hard. "Ow," she muttered as she glared at him.

The greek shrugged. "Going to get light soon. Me and Zaou held up in a cave not far from here. You should come with me. Protect you from all the little nasties in the night," he said as his eyes twinkled playfully.

The girl shrugged. "Ah hell. Why not?" she said. Markus grinned and picked her up bridal style and bolted off to the cave. Once there, he set Drakine down and walked into the dark cave. Drakine followed. Aside from the albino greek, she saw another figure moving around.

"Easy, Hidden Moon. Just a friend," Markus said. Zaou finally showed himself and was grinning while laughing. Drakine took that as a good sign and bounded up behind Markus. "And this place is loaded with vamps." At that Zaou's eyes started to glow a soft silvery colour.

OoC;//

And here is Zaou;

Name: Zaou "Hidden Moon" Scar

Age; 3677, but looks Nineteen

Gender: Male

Race: Native American Vampire

Personality: Zaou is somewhat talkative and when people tell him to “Close your d*** mouth!” he does. Likes to come up with plans and silly missions, he can easily be seen as the ‘Brains’ of any group. Sometimes solitary, he doesn’t crave a companion. Very ambidextrous, Zaou can sneak through any obstacles.

Looks: Zaou has pitch-black hair. It is cut shaggy and short, ending just below his ears. His eyes have silver irises with a ring of gold around black oval-ish pupils. When he gets angry or thirsty, his eyes glow a silvery-white. Draping over his shoulders is a black t-shirt with bold white lettering; “Fire is the inferno that helps us live. But we only need blood,” on the back of his shirt. The black t ends a few inches below his waist. Lightly hugging his waist is a long pair of dark blue jeans with faded knees. Covering his feet are black sneakers with silver ‘wings’ on each side. The wings look demonic. Zaou’s skin tone is a dark tawny and he stands at five feet eleven inches. Around his neck is a black denim collar with silver, three inch spikes. Wrapped around his wrist is a coiled rope that starts at his wrist and ends in the middle of his arm. The rope is on his right arm. Zaou’s fangs are so unlike any other vampires’. His top canines are about an inch long. Right in front of his sharp canines are a shorter pair of fangs about half an inch. Both fang sets are curved inward towards his tongue, and also curved outwards, towards his lips.

((hmm skip till the next night? since they sleep during the day?))

OoC:/

Sure.

Alik quickly opened the cabinet door and grabbed the bottle of blood Demyan had gotten for his pay. He quickly ran over and knelt down next to the bandaged Jakio. He opened his mouth and tilted the bottle so that some of the blood ran down his throat. "Here drink some" he said as he shoved the bottle into Demyan's face. Demyan quickly took it and drank some of it. He frowned and handed it back to him. Alik wondered if he should stay home tonight, but he was all out of animal blood along with human blood. He was too worried to leave his brother or Jakio home alone. He smiled when Jakio woke up. Good, thanks to the blood Jakio had energy once again and they could all go out and collect blood.

Jakio remained silent along with the others. He didn't understand what happend, he had thought of Markus as a brother due to how he treated Demyan when he thought he had gone soft, but the feeling of the fangs piercing his skin made his blood rush and his hair bristle. Demyan thought of probably the same event from the night before as Jakio was. He ground his teeth together as he growled under his breath. Alik was the only one who could easily control his emotions.

((Jakio got bit in the neck by Markus and Demyan got punched in the stomach by Markus trying to help Jakio get away. Alik came and took them home and now its the next night))

Drakine woke up to the sound of two voices bickering. She sighed and rolled over onto her back from where she was laying on Markus's jacket. The two vampires were just blurs as the sleep still clung to her eyes. Rubbing them with the heels of her hands, she said; "You two make a lot of noise when one is trying to sleep."

The fighting stopped instantly. "Sorry we woke you up Drakine," Markus said. "We were trying to discuss the best way of getting Zaou some food here." The albino glared at the older vampire. "But he is not liking any of my suggestions. Typical. Never ask a Native for his opinion." He crossed his arms against his chest and turned his back to his brother.

Zaou fumed. His hands were clentched into tight fists as he glared at his brother. "Never ask a Greek for any suggestions," he countered. Markus turned towards him and snarled.

Drakine got to her feet, sensing that Markus was about to spring at Zaou. "Enough!" she exclaimed. Then she rubbed her temples. "You guys are like bickering six-year-olds." Drakine glanced at them. They both looked ashamed and hung their heads, looking like they were about to get a scolding. Without helping herself, Drakine chuckled. "Try Markus's way first, Zaou. If it doesn't work; try your's. Either that or flip a coin." Tha brought wide smiles to the vampires' faces.

Demyan stayed with Jakio next to the river while Alik hunted. Alik crouched on all fours as he saw a deer. He leaped silently over the bush and landed on his two feet. One holding the deer down by it's neck and one lighting a cigarette. He quickly put the deer out of its misery and carried it back to the others. setting it down with a flop as he saw Demyan with his feet in the water watching the surface along with Jakio sitting his back to Demyan as he watched the ground.

Markus left the cave first. His breathed in the different scents and quickly vanished into the shadows... Only to reappear to reclaim his black jacket. Once it was on his torso, he took off again. He moved silently through the forest until he came upon the river. With a soft sigh, he hid in a shadow and downwind from the three vamps that were already there.

- - -

Zaou was the second to leave, after making sure that Drakine's healing rubs were bound and that she had enough protection against anything curious enough to look into the cave. His journey was faster than his brother's, but he took a long detour to get on the other side of the river. 

"Well. Look at this welcomeing party," Zaou said as he caught sight of their glowing eyes. His tone was dripping heavily with sarcasm. He glanced at Alik, then to Demyan. Then moved onto Jakio. Hunger rose up in the Cherokee vampire, though he kept his eyes from glowing and his fangs from elongating.