They say that a Vampire has it all; he has the knowledge; the power, and the best of them all is eternity. But what they fail to remember is that we were once human; we know the pain that should come with the things that bring you heartache in life. Disappointment, failure; loss; fear; all these things we know the feeling that accompanies them. Even though we do not find ourselves crying, it does not mean we do not know how you should feel when you experience any of them.

And as I watch how Edward drops to the floor in front of me, I am gripped by every single painful feeling that my body can think of. It is crippling me and tearing my heart into shreds. It feels like my life that once came to an end is ending all over again. Never have I thought that I should see a Vampire die as a human does, but Edward is not dying; I refused to let him go, he is intended to live for eternity, and that is what he shall live.

I am moving faster than a single breath to grab before he topples completely over. He is not in the present; he has been drawn into a deep dark hole. Yet another thing that I have not ever seen a Vampire experience. The moment I find the person behind the cruel act, I shall rip him to shreds and feed his flesh to one of the Blood Rose Pack.

Then that is when the realization comes to me; an ugly mut, all I need is an ugly mut. Their blood has by far stronger healing ability than a Vampire has. If I can get one to agree for Edward to feed from, then we can save him and still have time to save the rest of my kind. Yes, this does truly sound selfish that I shall put the life of my dear brother before the other Vampires in my rule. That, unfortunately, is a sacrifice that one shall be faced with the position as the Master.

It is with much newfound purpose that I turn to Anastasia.

"My beloved, we need to find Catarina at once; we, unfortunately, need to put our pride away and ask for their help."

"Why on earth would you want to go to the muts that tried to end my life."

"I shall explain on the way. But we can not waste any more time. I do not think Edward can fight this thing for much longer than he already has."

With that, we make our leave, but not before I beg of Edward to fight for just a while longer.

Now to say that I am not spinning around in my seat just from the thought that I shall have to beg the kind that I hate the most, that would be a blatant lie. And I can also safely say that our arrival shall not be received welcomed. So after explaining the action behind my madness, Anastasia feels the same hope that I do for Edward.

Then as we approach their place of stay, we prepare ourselves for an unwelcomed arrival. The last time we did try to kill each other, and I remember distinctly telling them that the next time we shall meet that they will most definitely die. Now, I am being quite brave in coming to ask for their help.

"My beloved, let me do the negotiating. And please, if for any reason we end up in a battle, do not show them that you are an Ancient."

"But why not? It will scare the shit into them to help us, won't it?"

"I am afraid they shall try to kill you then. Many years ago, there was a group of eager Ancients that took it upon themselves to rid the world of werewolves; they were close to pushing them to the brink of extinction."

"What makes you think that it is not the wolves that have created the poison?"

"My dear, you did see how stupid they were last time? I highly doubt they can even find their asses in a dark room."

"Sebastion! And I do need to ask, have any of these wolves been a lover?"

"No, my beloved."

I watch as she sighs in relief, but I am not done with my sentence.

"Well, at least not in this pack."

"My god, did you have sex with all the supernatural world? Wait, I do not even want to know how bad you were when you human."

"Then I can safely say it is good that you do no ask."

I only chuckle at the expression on her face, but that expression does soon disappears as we have just stopped at the entrance that leads up to the home in which the Blood Hound Pack stays. And as was expected, we are not met with any friendly faces. It only takes Catarina but a minute, and she finds us walking up to her with our own tails stuck between our legs.

"Well, Sebastian Belmont and his beloved, to what do we owe this displeasure?"

"We come seeking assistance."

"Now, if I recall the last time you did say that you shall kill me should you ever see my face again."

"Well, believe me, I still do not like your mut face, but sometimes there are just sacrifices that one needs to make."

"What sacrifice do you expect this ugly mut to make for you?"

I seem to have forgotten how much her voice annoys me and that I truly want to rip her apart and feed her to a troll. But there is only one thing that keeps me remaining in front of her, and that is Edward. If I had to sacrifice myself to let him live just for another day, that is what is hall does then. So I set aside my hatred for this woman and ask the question of all questions.

"I need your blood?"

"My blood? Why on earth would you need my blood? And what makes you think that it shall give it up to you?

"Well, I can always kill you, but it shall be polite and ask."

"Ha! Sebastian Belmont, be polite; that shall be the day. Now, do humor me and tell me why you should require our blood?"

"My dear brother has fallen ill, and I need your blood to cure him?"

"What happened to a Vampire healing himself?

"It is somewhat complicated."

She stares me down for a brief moment as she marvels at the idea that a Vampire has come to her for help.

"So Sebastian, what can a pathetic little man like you give me in return."

"My dear, I can guarantee you that I am not little."

Anastasia shoves her arm into my side; it takes me a lot to refrain from moaning out aloud. But all Catarina does is laugh, though this does not stop her from carrying on.

"Now, if you not that little, why do you have such a big problem?"

"My dear, can we stop sizing up and tell us if you are willing to help us?"

"Well, you do know that help does not come freely from here?"

"I did not expect it any other way."

I watch as she stews with the decision for but a fraction of a minute, and when she does open her mouth, I am fully expecting her rejection. So I hold my breath in anticipation.

"I shall help you, Sebastian."

"And what do you want in return?"

"That I do not know yet, I shall tell you once we have concluded our business."

"Trust a mut to refer to a man's life as business."

"Oh, but he is not a man; he is a Vampire."

"Regardless, can we please do this before it is too late?"

With that, much to my disgust, we leave together for the short trip back to our home. I hope with all my being that I shall find Edward still alive again. But my head cannot run through the bad that could have happened, I know that Edward is a strong man, but even the strong can falter. I do truly hope that it has not been such a moment for him.

So as we come to a stop, it does not even take me a few seconds, and I find myself racing upstairs to Edward. When I come to face him, I gasp in shock; the visible skin on his body has started to peel away. He is breathing rather heavy, and the agonizing moans that are rolling from his lips only mean one thing, and that is that he is in severe pain. And I realize if there is any way of stopping this, then it has to be now.

I turn to Catarina with eyes true with desperation and plead with her.

"Please, Catarina, please can you help him?"

"I need for everyone to leave the room, and that includes you, Sebastian."

"I am not leaving his side."

"Then there is no deal, alone or nothing."

"Fair well, but I, please beg that you hurry up."

So with much hesitation, we all step out of the room, leaving Catarina with Edward. Now, I usually shall not trust a mut at all, but I am desperate, so I shall allow it this time around.

While we are standing outside the door, I can hear her speak, but her words are only a mumble. She must be trying to wake Edward up; I do hope that he shall have the strength to use his fangs. I do not know how this poison affects your bones; if he can not control his fangs, then this has been a futile mission. I have not thought of this; I should have mentioned it before and get her suggestion as to how she shall get him to drink from her. I am sure maybe this mut knows of things that I do not off.

But what makes me worry is why she asked for us, especially me, to leave the room. There is no secret in how these things take place. Why now does she require privacy? This does make me wonder if I can trust her. Guess it is too late to worry if this mut shall double-cross me. I think she knows that if I catch her in doing so, I shall have no calm ending her furry life.

Now while we wait for her to get done that she is taking forever to do, I have Gwyneth and Johan coming up to me where I am trying to keep a very close listen to the noises coming from the room. They do seem to have a very worrying look on their faces. They have not been present when Catarina and I arrived. So they are quite puzzled as to why we all are standing outside of the room.

"Sebastian, what seems to be the matter?"

"Johan, I have brought one of the Blood Rose Pack to help."

"Oh god, you did not let that mut close to Edward?"

"She is in there now. Why is there a problem?"

Then Gwyneth stands closer and speaks underneath her breath for the fear that someone, I do not know who, though, but she is scared that they shall hear what she has got to say.

"Sebastian, we found something very troublesome in the poison."

As she steps even closer, I am shocked to horror at the words coming from her mouth. It only but take me a second before I realize my mistake. I burst through the door and watch where she stands over Edward.

"Get away from him!"