Unfortunately, for the moment at least, Aries wasn't taking in the state of the poor human he was currently saving. He didn't look to the amount of blood he'd been losing, the way his breathing was ragged... no, right now he was only focused on ripping away the other vampire from the human who could save<i>him</i>. The human who would kill him. However, before he could do so, or before the other vampire could back down, the human took matters into his own hands. Aries' eyes widened as the blade was thrust into the vampire in his grasp, but he didn't feel any guilt for assisting in the kill... No, monsters were meant to die. He released the creature's neck as it began crumbling away, his own heart thudding in his chest. This was it, this was the human! He was sure of it. He looked up to the human hopefully, though before he could send off the remaining two vampires he felt something thrust into his own body. He hacked as his stormy grey eyes met the third vampire who was snarling at him while the other was currently attacking the human. Right, there had been three total, huh?<br/><br/>He looked down and noted where the other vampire's hand had ripped into his stomach, the pain wracking his form. While the vampire wanted to die, while he could tolerate pain towards that end, he hated agony just as much as anyone else. But that wasn't his current concern, not when he saw the human get tossed into a wall. His rage at these creatures taking away his salvation grew once more and he turned to the vampire who was currently in his way. It wasn't a person, no it was just a monster... The creature though seemed to think the injury would kill Aries... If only he had known just what the red-haired vampire was. The other turned to join its companion, and Aries took this chance to lash out and force the beast to the ground. "Get off!" He yelled, but Aries was silent in his fury and forced his nails into the creature's neck where he ripped through his windpipe. The seeping blood that covered his hand was ignored as he looked up to the human once more.<br/><br/>Perhaps the young-looking male was putting a lot of faith into someone's words. He had no real reason to believe this human, over all the other hunters he had met, could save him. But he was also willing to believe anyone by now, any shred of hope. For one who only wished to sleep for eternity, what risk was there? And so, he stood once more as the wound in his torso slowly began to heal while his thirst burned. Aries merely glared, a harsh, feral appearance on his own blood-stained features, though it was his own blood that soaked his clothes and leached down his face as it dried... And now the blood coating his hands. Normally, a vampire so weakened as himself from injury wouldn't dare try to steal from another, it was suicidal... well, that was basically the plan now, wasn't it?<br/><br/>Without a second thought, or really he hadn't been thinking much at all during this altercation, he reached up his hand while the other was distracted and grasped at his throat, digging in with his nails as though looking to gouge out his windpipe. He didn't hesitate this time, he didn't give a warning... No, they hadn't listened the first time so it was fine if he killed them. He dispatched him as he had the other, watching him fall to the ground and writhe for a moment before going still. But the time the sun came in the morning they would all be ash and nothing but the human's blood would show what occurred here tonight.<br/><br/>"I warned you." He stated softly, almost as though the words held regret. He didn't chase down vampires, honestly, he usually didn't kill them unless he was saving a human, and even then he always gave the option for them to escape. He hated the smell, the scent of blood, of death but... He was a monster like them too, and the smell of that sweet fluid was making him dizzy. "Why...?" He finally asked softly, his eyes softening slightly, the feral glare leaving for something much more... Pained. "Why are there those who refuse to run?" He asked, normally he wouldn't be so cruel but... These vampires had attacked the only one that could kill him, had he been too late then...<br/><br/>It was then, covered in the blood of another that he blinked back to himself and hurriedly moved to the human who was clearly injured. He noted the blood staining the male's shirt and had to swallow hard... Just a lick, a bite... He was so<i>hungry</i>that it was hard just to breathe. He crouched down, reaching out as though to grasp at this man's neck, to crush it just as he had to the vampire, to feed... finally, finally... But instead, he softly touched the man's shoulder, worry painted on his features as a couple of tears trickled down. The man wasn't dead, yet, and that meant... "Hey, are you okay? Ah, uh, what do I do? Should I get a doctor? Ah, the police? Or... Uhm..." His voice was high, almost childish, as was the swift and panicked way he spoke. It was in stark contrast to his previous interaction, but... Right now all he could think of was ensuring this man didn't die... So that he could finally be rid of this world forever.