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Halloween Part 2

Alfred went to pay the pizza man leaving the two males together. They smirked at each other before rushing out the back door sneaking into the French-Americans van.

(Who was just cleaning up after a round with his lover.)

The four drove off laughing like idiots as Alfred growled at them.

Alfred called them several times demanding that they returned home but Matthew hung up on him.

They arrived at the party just as the costume judging was about to take place. Gilbert went up with Matthew tying a Bisexual flag around him like a cape.

Surprisingly enough Matthee didn't win it was someone who did a skeleton version of the Mad Hatter.

Gilbert was deflated that he didn't win but Matthew comforted him going to get them spme spiked punch.

He was grabbing the second glass when a man dressed as George Washington approached him.

Approach would not be the right word instead he rammed into the Canadian making the man drop his drink.

“Shit sorry.” The man said handing the Canadian some napkins from the nearby long table behind the blonde.

“It's fine.” Canada said reachjng down when he stopped.

The man smelled like his kind but with more blood, and silver.

He looked up towards Gilbert and bolted to him.

“We need to go.” Matthew said urgently

“Now.”

Gilbert looked at his lovers eyes and knew something was wrong. Hs nodded grabbing the males hand and going outside knowing that Francis would be trying to get Arthur to make love to him by a pond for some role-play stuff.

They raced outside to the woods and Matthew caught his friends scent dragging Gilbert to them.

Not only did they find the two teens but several other men dressed in ripped clothing.

Matthew knew by the fact he couldn't smell them meant they were hunters.

“Shit.” Matthew said in French.

“Let them go please.” Matthew said “They aren't like me.”

Gilbert looked at his boyfriend shocked why wasnt the man fighting back?

“We know.” one of the men said “Their just bait so come along little doggy.”

“Mattie.” Gilbert said grasping his lovers hairy arm “We can take them.”

“I can't.” Matthew said looking at his lovers red eyes “If I bite someone I could lose control. I could hurt you guys.”

“You won't.” Gilbert said his words ringing with truth.

One of the men panicked thinking that Matthew would fight them. He picked up his gun and clicked it. Matthew reacting first Shielding Gilbert as the bullet hit his shoulder. He howled in pain his grip loosening slightly giving the albino man the opportunity to break free and lunge at the man who shot him as well.

“GIL?!” Matthew yelled catching the Albino before he hit the forest floor.

None of the other men made a move except for Arthur and Francis who ran to Matthews side.

“Birdie.” Gilbert chocked out “Shit this hurts.”

“Francis go get your car and bring it to the edge of the forest.” Matthew said in letting out a dog like whimper at the end.

“Arthur call for help. Hold Gil too.”

“Mattie.” Gilbert said grabbing the other males right arm.

“Gil I-I'll be back sokn okay just stay with Arthur okay?” His voice was strained as tears stung his eyes.

He kissed Gilbert before the male could say anything else. A deep passionate kiss that was quick in action but lastjng in memory.

Arthur elevated the albino as he watched the younger boy step towards the group of five men who had cowered backwards.

Matthew let out a growl and attacked them.

Arthur felt sick to his stomach as he watched the boy demolish what use to be men into fragments of flesh.

Once done Matthew turned back towards the two his eyes bright yellow. He snarled when he saw them. Gilbert sweatjng trying to form words to hopefully bring Matthew back to him.

All that came out was a groan. Matthew went forward curiously and sniffed the white haired man.

Gilbert petted the blondes hair weakly.

He gave off a smile to the boy mumbiling something that might transalte to "I'm sorry Birdie," and "I love you." In German before death took his soul.

Matthew whimpered trying to get the male to respond.

He took his head in his hands whimpering, and sniffed the man's face, even going as far to lick him.

But Gilbert did not wake.

Matthew whimpered stepping back as Arthur tried to reach out his hand to the boy. Matthew let out a long howl, letting out several more for another minute until the police and Francis arrived.

The police started to shoot the teen causing the wolf to run into the forest as his friends called out to him.

Some say that late at 11 at night the sounds of a gerving howl can be heard and the ghost of an Albino still looking for the boy who was once more than a wolf.