Survival of the Fittest

Six

Elliot had recognized this vampire. It was the one with the blonde ponytail.

"Hey wait a second!" The vampire said.

"I recognize you! You're the guy who attacked me during the riot a few years ago!"

Elliot gulped. He looked over. Phelyx was being held the same way as he was. And Rev was on the ground pinned there from the vampires boot on his head. He looked pissed.

"The Name's Alphonse~" the vampire purred into Elliot's ear causing him to shiver. "Not like it'll matter in a few moments--"

Before he could finish, a throwing knife went into the side of his head. He dropped Phelyx and Elliot to the ground. And relieved the pressure off of Rev's head.

"Back off of my man!" Trik shouted. Elliot blushed furiously at her comment. but literally smacked himself, not the time Elliot snap out of it! He turned his attention back to Alphonse. Who had blood pouring from the temple of his head almost into his right eye.

But he didn't fall. Instead. He just stared. At first. He was in shock. But after a while his eyes became blank.

"..so....there's four of you. Not three. My mistake~" he chuckled at his actions and ripped the knife out with a loud rip and crack of his flesh, making Elliot wince and feel queasy.

Alphonse dropped the small knife making a clinking sound. The three boys jumped up all taking out their weapons.

"Oh so that's how you wanna play?" Alphonse said chuckling, taking out his sword as well.

"No fair I introduced myself but I don't even know any of your names don't you think?"

Elliot growled and lost his patience. Alphonse was teasing them. He began swinging at the blonde vampire.

He seemed to have a shocked look on his face.

"How'd you get that sword?" Alphonse questioned. A mix of fear and confusion on his face.

Elliot continued to swing until he finally landed a blow on the blonde. Right across his face. Alphonse slowly put his hand up to it staring at nothing. Then stared at the blood present on his hand.

Elliot watched the gash on his cheek. It didn't heal. He wasn't expecting that.

Alphonse's expression changed. He looked up at Elliot with a menacing glare. He growled, and attacked him again even quicker, without warning.

As they clashed their swords Elliot had forgotten his friends were fighting the other ones. And he had forgotten about the leader as well. By what he was wearing he was most likely the king.

He wasn't paying attention to Aphonse's movements and by the time he did notice he had already been shoved into the wall; the sword forcing him into it as it dug into his shoulder.

He grunted in pain as he struggled to move and grab his sword with his foot once again.

Alphonse put his arm against Elliot's neck, smirking at him.

"Looks like I win pretty boy."

Elliot smirked back at Alphonse, surprising him.

"Don't count on your luck."

Alphonse was suddenly grabbed by the collar and yanked away at powerful force.

"Sorry but this is gonna hurt. A lot."

Elliot sighed at Trik's comment.

"I'm prepar--" he groaned again loudly as she ripped the sword out of his shoulder and threw it across the room. After a few moments he regained his balance, holding it as he groaned in a high pitched-like way.

"Told you" she said, with a worried look on her face.

Elliot reached down and picked up his sword.

"Come on we gotta go help Rev and Phelyx!"

Elliot completely forgot about those two. He nodded and they both took off. Completely forgetting and leaving Alphonse in the dirt, with an evil plan.

"Well gee I thought you'd never come--" Rev hadn't noticed the bloodied stain on Elliot's shoulder until he almost finished his comment. He stopped talking immediately.

Elliot was getting impatient with these vampires. So instead of fighting them, a plan snapped into his brain.

"Keep him distracted for a minute." He muttered to Rev, who didn't know why but nodded anyways.

As Rev continued fighting Elliot came behind the nobled vampire and stabbed him from behind. It's eyes widened as it bled for a few moments, then turned to black dust.

Elliot stared at the dust for a moment. Then his sword. He rubbed off the excess dust. And spun around ready to run toward Trik and Phelyx to help them but froze.

Before he even had time to react, Alphonse was right behind Trik and slit his sword right threw her back and stomach. Her chest rose up from the impact and she dropped her knives as her hands shook from the pain; her eyes wide as saucers. Elliot stared in disbelief.

Alphonse thrusted the sword into her even more and pulled her into him as his breath hit her neck. A sly grin on his face.

"Say. If you two really aren't a thing..." he said. Almost as if he'd read their minds and knew they liked each other that way. "You wouldn't mind if I.." He purred into Trik's ear and licked her upper neck, almost behind her ear.

Elliot snapped. His eyes pure anger. His grip on his sword so tight his knuckles were ghostly white.

"Get.... Your hands.." His glare was menacing enough to make even Rev shiver.

"OFF HER!!!" He attacked at Alphonse with inhuman speed, surprising him as he dodged trying to keep track of the boy.

Alphonse vanished and reappeared many different times. And every time Elliot was watching him and continued his fierce attack.

But what he was too angry to expect was Alphonse appearing behind him and kicking him to the ground, a bit tired of this kid trying to force and kill him.

Elliot spun his head around but as he did, Alphonse vanished, and didn't reappear.

Elliot's eyes darted around expecting and hoping for another reappearance, but nothing.

He gripped his head in anger and did the only thing he could think of. He screamed. In a fit of anger he screamed as he hunched over with his forehead against the ground, and his knees tucked in his chest.