The Ro'Meaves (Garrance, Zanvis, & Vlyante)

Chapter 37

(A/N): I'm sorry. Don't hate me!! ;-;
I'm writing this in third person.

"Hey Vylad, I'm going to go check on them, OK?" Dante nods towards Zane and Travis, who were playing with Sonia. Vylad nodded, smiling happily up at his lover. He was overwhelmed with joy for his brother, and whenever he's with Dante, he's always feels as of he could burst with joy. "Alright. Don't take long." Dante nodded and squeezed into the crowd, disappearing in the mass of bodies. Vylad smiled to himself, looking down, and headed to the bathroom. No one was inside. Vylad washed his face, the amulet dangling from his neck, water splashing it. Vylad smile down at it. Maybe someday...a harsh force threw Vylad to the ground. "Mpmh!" Vylad went to yell out but before he could, a cloth was shoved in his mouth. Vylad instantly felt dizzy. "No..." He managed before fading into blackness, muffled by the cloth. The last thing he saw was cold, murderous blue eyes.

"Vylad?  Vyald?" Dante shuffled through the cold, searching for his boyfriend. Did he get lost in the party? Dante reached the table were they had sat, examining it. No Vylad, but instead a folded piece of paper laid next to Vlyad's glass of water.
Meet me at the gazebo outside~V
I could instantly tell something was wrong. Vylad puts a heart and writes his full name. I snatch the paper and run out to the gazebo. No one was there. "Vylad?!" I yell worriedly. "Vylad?!" A figure stepped out from the shadows. His brown hair was tossled, his green eyes alert and fearful. His scarf was ripped and he had a bruise on his left eye. 'Run', he mouthed. "Vylad-"
A voice interrupted me. One I had hoped I would never have to hear again. "Hello, brother dearest."

He pressed something cold to Vylad's temple. Vylad didn't need to look to identify it was a gun. He stared, gaze fixed on Dante, his eyes pleading for him to run. But Vylad knew the sickening truth: Dante wouldn't run when he had him at gunpoint. He wouldn't abandon him, something Vylad usually appreciated, but right now, it wasn't something he wanted.
"Brother...what do you want?" Dante asked shakily. "Let go of him!"
His brother-Gene-laughed. "Then I'd loose my advantage, Dante. The other half of the relic. The part that makes you, dear brother, immortal." Vlyad's eyes widened. Dante was immortal?! Because of a relic? Vylad knew how relics work. You couldn't steal them from someone, but they had to be willingly given. Gene wanted the relic in exchange for his life.

Vylad couldn't let Gene take the relic. He'd kill him anyways and kill Dante with him. He'd take over. And Vylad wouldn't let that happen. But Dante didn't know that. He'd give up the relic for him. And there was only two waye to stop that: eliminate the bait or eliminate the threat. Gene couldn't be killed with a gun, Vylad knew that. He knew about the relic they were talking about. One gave immortality and small improvements, like speed and strength, one gave big improvements and small immortality. If they were put together, the person was pretty much unstoppable. So Gene could only be killed with magicks. So he had to kill the bait. Vylad's face was set. For Dante. Vylad plucked the amulet from his necklace, ignoring Dante and Gene talking. He pressed his thumb against it, feeling blood trickle down the amulet. He then tossed it to Dante. Gene looked at him, momentarily caught off guard. "What did you-" Vylad cut him off by elbowing him in the stomach. Gene gasped in pain and the gun flew out of his hand. Vylad grabbed it and shot Gene's leg. He may be unkillable, but he could still make him lame. Gene smirked. "Naughty." He pulled out a knife. "But I can still kill you." He fell to the floor. "My aim is great. Unless Dante hands me the relic..."
"You can't win without the bait, Gene." Vylad smirked and Gene's eyes widened. Vyald turned to Dante. "Sorry, love." He whispered. "Name her Opal."

Vylad closed his eyes and turned the gun towards him. Dante screamed, Gene yelled. You can't control someone without something to control them with. Vylad pulled the trigger.

*cri*