Everything happened too quickly for Alois to keep up, next thing he knew there was a sharp pain in his arm and the warm feeling of blood covering his arm. He swung back and felt resistance as he hit something. Then the world blurred out as he was punched, the air left him as he was kicked, and then he was against something. Completely out of it he stared around the alley confused to where he was exactly. Blinking he focused on the demon and felt all the color leave his face. The thought that crossed his mind when the other said he was going to die was Jay. Nobody could hold his hand at the funeral as he cried, nobody to hold him while he slept... he'd be put in foster care and be utterly alone. That terrified him more than the actual pain of dying and meeting his end. His legs thrashed as he tried to do something, anything. But he was being strangled to death it seemed and he had so little energy left in him at this point.<br/><br/>Then, someone new showed up, a kind of savior no doubt. As soon as Alois could get air into his body he was gasping and choking, trying to frantically breathe. Of course, he was just thrown off to another man so he was rather dazed as the other started talking to each other about one thing or another. He was more focused on getting rid the horrid burning sensation of needing oxygen. He didn't bother struggling against the new man, instead, he leaned against him for support, his burnt leg feeling like jelly and he put all his weight on the one that had fresh slices.<br/><br/>"Alois," He murmured softly, amazingly he looked at his hand to see that the knife was still clutched in his fist. Making slow movements he flicked the bade so that it wasn't pointing out at anyone anymore. He put it back into his pocket and glanced up at the new... thing. Too many names were thrown around that the didn't really know who was who at this point. He just called one bitch, and the other was... not bitch. He hadn't died yet, and that was only because not bitch decided to show up and tell bitch to knock it off. It took him a few moments of his eyes going back and forth between the two before 'brothers' clicked in his mind.<br/><br/>"Younger brothers always get into trouble, don't they? They don't listen very well..." He smirked at what he assumed to be the younger brother who had tried to kill him in some weird sort of way. Sure, Jay never tried to slice someone's throat open, but he enjoyed getting into the most danger as possible and see how far he could push Alois' sanity before he cracks. He was just trying to lighten the mood a bit, knowing he wasn't about to die at the moment.