By the time Luca had called out his name Aries was unable to answer as the two vampires had jumped him the moment he took down their companion. He did manage to turn in their hold and gouge one across the stomach, but it wasn't deep enough. "Sorry, kid, but a starved vampire like you can't compare to those who just fed." One of them snickered, licking his lips. Aries felt fury surge again but before he could lash out he was pushed hard into the concrete. He coughed and sputtered, then bit down hard on his lip as a hand ripped at his side and he was sure they removed a chunk of flesh with it. He wanted to scream, he felt pain just as anyone else did, but he had always ensured that he never complained about the agony he endured... It wasn't his place to. No, this too was surely his punishment for living.<br/><br/>But this time he was supposed to be protecting someone, he wasn't supposed to let Luca die here! He wanted the male to smile more, to laugh a bit more, he wanted to share food with him just once more... He wanted Luca to have friends and not be lonely. it wasn't fair! Luca wanted to live, so why couldn't he? Why did Aries have to be immortal? He bit back the sob crawling up his throat as he tried to thrash around a bit more, but already his body was working on healing itself and he knew that soon he'd have to "sleep" if such a state could really be called that. "This kid really is a monster though, huh? The bleeding already stopped. Freaky." One of the vampires lingering over him sneered, reaching down and ripping the wound open again and making Aries' body reel.<br/><br/>"Hey, let's give the Heretic some of this guy's blood." One of the other vampires called over, and the two leering over him laughed. "Sounds good." One replied and sat atop Aries, pinning the vampire's arms and legs down while another pulled his hair to crane his head up. The vampire with Luca's blood approached and pried Aries' mouth open, the hardly conscious redhead not understanding for a long, terrible moment... And by the time he knew what was happening it was too late. The hot, sweet fluid was forced onto his tongue and his body ignored his mind and happily gulped it down before grey eyes widened. The small meal was enough to jolt him back to reality, and the delicious fluid couldn't have been anything else... It was then that Aries screamed, his voice a panicked wail as his fingers tried to dig at the ground and then his stomach while tears flooded his cheeks.<br/><br/>The vampires laughed and released him, sure that his reaction was from the agony of that toxic blood... Either he died, or he passed out, either way they didn't have to worry about him now and the hunter was down for the count... They could take their time. But as they began discussing their plans for the human, as well as the state of the other group that had lured the older hunter away, Aries screams finally died down and he stilled on the ground. They didn't seem to notice though... No, they saw no reason to... Not until the small vampire pushed himself to his knees, blood seeping from his sides but already slowing. "Why...? Why...?" He murmured softly, his grey eyes wild and panicked. Why didn't the blood kill him? Why was the thirst so much stronger? He wanted more... More and more and...<br/><br/>"What the hell? Even that doesn't kill the brat?" One of the vampires cursed, moving back to Aries with the intention of putting him out at least for now. Aries turned his eyes to the approaching vampire, his pupils constricted to tight slits, tears still cascading silently and mixing with the blood on his chin. "I didn't want to be a monster..." He whimpered, but the vampire just scoffed and moved to rip out Aries' throat. Before he could the smaller vampire moved swiftly, his bleeding already stopped, his wounds nearly closed... He'd never realized that even such a small meal would make such a difference. And he hated it, he hated what he was, he didn't want to be just like them but now...<br/><br/>The next moments were a panicked frenzy by the small vampire, and a gruesome scene was left when he finished. He tore apart their attackers in his dismay, something inside him feeling as though it were very close to shattering completely... He was a monster now, a real one... And his chance at death had been stolen from him. He crumpled to the ground in the midst of the blood and gore he'd made, his face was coated as were his hands, his sweatshirt was heavy with the thick red fluid that had soaked in. He didn't look for Luca then, in his madness he had forgotten the human and the heavy scent of blood filling the alley was enough to prevent him from seeking out the sweeter scent. Instead, he ripped at his own throat as though to pry the other's blood from his body while he devolved into sobs and wails and unanswerable questions. He didn't want this, he didn't want to be a monster, he didn't want to hurt humans... He loved them, he adored them, he wanted to share more treats with them, he wanted to see the ocean with Luca too... But now he felt so disgusting that his whole body seemed to crawl with repulsion. He just wanted to break apart.