So Long Suckers

[*Kane & Abel Westin]

The boys had awoke later than Aubrey. Legs and body slipped from them without wake, knowing seconds after she walked out of the door that she was gone from the room. She sometimes didn't bother to wake them because of the previous nights when they had been out spreading darkness over England. After what happened at the Queens Castle, Aubrey flipped out and had told them not to act as they did in such an important place.

Tonight was known to them of being absent. She would spend some time with Mallie and the twins would have no choice but to find something entertaining to do. Both Kane and Judge were happy to be rid of the unworthy creatures Aubrey had tied herself to for a short while. Abel on the other hand was happy, but it would be a shame that he didn't have anyone within the house other than Judge to piss off.

The boys stretched out cat like, hands smacking against each other accidentally as bodies slithered over her bed through the sheets. Feeling the empty space had filled them with sadness and grim emotions. No tears from them now. They didn't want to bloody her sheets. Not like that anyway.

An hour later they had found themselves in boxer shorts, trolling through the kitchen and out into the backyard. Abel was waiting for his little abode to be rebuilt. His punishment had been losing his fancy, now he was even more excited to have it back. Kane had lost his special room of requests where he had usually done his bidding. Bringing home dinner rather than eating out. Punishment had been their worst enemy, and so they promised each other that they would not do their bidding in England, but would go elsewhere where Aubrey wouldn't be drawn out like a witch in a witch hunt.

Kane stood in the doorway as he held a bottle of moring dew. Normally the boys didn't like drinking stored blood, but whenever Kane woke up at the drop of the sun, he needed something to wake him up. Like a hot cup of coffee. Abel always picked on him for that, and while his appetite was incredibly scratching at him, he decided not to go there tonight.

Judge prowled in, his efforts in bumping into Kane had fallen as of late. Kane's head turned to bring his eyes away from him and watch as his brother ran up from the hill below, past the stables and jump head first into the pool, making a horrible splash and coming out on the other end.

"They leave tomorrow. Then it's a matter of time before more are brought in."

He didn't like the tone of Judge's words. His voice irritated Kane like no one else could. Of course he was speaking of Schuyler, and Kane didn't much care for that idea at all. Men and women who occupied their Mistress's time, unacceptable.

"Then where will you two stand once her precious Schuyler returns?"

He was always instigating Kane. Trying to push him over the edge. And that was where Judge had wanted them. Over the edge. Plummeting to their death. They just didn't get along. They never had.

Finally Kane had turned his head, placing the bottle on the counter as Judge moved sanitizer over slender fingers and feminine hands. A cold stare into his eyes as he heard Abel lift himself out of the water. "She loves us....no one could ever replace us. The faster you come to realize that, the sooner we can move past this hatred." Kane thought Judge just liked hearing himself talk more than anything.

Judge simply let an intrusive chuckle wash over Kane, moving toward him without speaking, knowing it would piss Kane off even more. Which it had. Abel rushed into the house, dripping wet and getting the floor sopping. He shook his head and droplets sprinkled onto his brother. "What was that about?" Breaths released as he watched Kane's eyes shimmer from a darkened hint of reddish orange, which only happened when Kane was on the verge of being completely pissed off.

"We have a problem." Abel snickered, a crooked smirk of disappointment had been painted on his face, knowing that their work was not over.

"What now?" Kane had rolled his eyes in aggravation, moving through the kitchen as his brother followed. They would need to take the lift up and whisper to each other. Another plan needed to be in place.

"That bitch and Cas are gone.....but now we have another problem." Kane began and Abel slumped back against the lift. Abel's next question would be what now? And Kane would have no defense but to tell him.

It took minutes to get Abel pissed off and of course it meant that it had only pushed him to go eat. Dinner on the go. Maybe they would stop by and pick on the ones that were leaving. Kane was very strong about not having Aubrey get attached to anyone but them. Abel was the same way, but he did like having them around to tease and torture.

The lift stopped to let them out, both climbing out of it and making their way down the hall. They had to get dressed, head to the garage and hop on their bikes. Usually they could take a car or a truck that were given to them on their birthdays, but tonight they needed some fast get a way vehicles and this had been just the thing they needed.

They sped to the downtown district, they could search for that detective Bishop and bully him into minding his business, maybe leave him bloody by the bay. There was always the interesting and less subtle thing.....Heading tot he fair grounds and rigging the rides so that everyone on them could come to peril. Too boring.

They had wanted to smite people left and right, but Abel was hankering for something a bit more exciting. Kane was reading his mind and the two smirked. Now they could see. They laid eyes on the soul before them. Oh this was too good to be true. Flesh and blood, bone. Now the games could begin.

Bikes folded to a stop, kicking down the stands and removing their helmets, latching them to hang on the back of the bikes and lifting free from them so they could go prowl up to their next victim. Satan help them for what they were about to do.

[*Casimir Goetschl]

'You think I'm up to no good, love?' Casimir listened as he held the cell phone, a grin forming on his lips while his eyes remained locked on something else. Adjusting his body in the drivers seat, he let out a half-hearted sigh, 'OK so we might be causing some trouble but not enough to catch the eye of the United States FBI nor it's top agent. What ever you hear going on in Dublin, involving wolves... it's a lie, ok?'

Casimir chuckled, "Uh huh. You're telling me that killing Vampires isn't anything to notice?"

'I'm not saying that doll. I'm simply saying what happens here... didn't happen.'

"So Dublin is Las Vegas now?"

'Precisely.' the voice paused. 'Now if you don't mind, I have to get going, I have some business to take care of.'

Cas hung up without saying goodbye. He already knew he would need to be making a surprise trip to Dublin to ensure the Alphess and her Pack there were not causing too much trouble. Goetschl may have been a wolf but he was still a Federal Agent. Assigned to Non-Human Incidents, he was charged with tracking and maintaining some level of peace between Wolves and Vampires in Western Europe. His left hip held the golden shield that he was infamous for always carrying and on his right thigh, the Sig Sauer P226 rested in momentary peace.

"Unit Two has stated the Targets are on the move." A gentleman sitting in the passanger seat said, breaking the silence. "Do they move?"

"No." Casimir gave a glance to the Agent next to him. David Lorson was a veteran out of Florida, having been assigned here as support for the N.H.I. team. The Bureau knew Casimir had been the target of a recent assassination attempt in New York City but they had not learned that he, himself, was a wolf. That much he kept hidden away, still living his life as normal and uneventful as possible when he was on duty. "Tell them to maintain vigil."

"Understood." While David sent the order, which allowed Casimir to give another glance out the Chevrolets front windshield. Kane and Abel were arguably two of the most dangerous Vampires in London. In the official report, Aubrey Mayor was listed at the number one spot, with Judge following closely at number two. Spots three through five were up for debate. Casimir wanted Wicked at the number three spot with Kane and Abel at four and five but his superiors saw them as more of an imminent threat. Goetschl knew all of them, had met all of them. No one really liked him at the Coven Home and when he had been summoned by Aubrey, to spend the nights with her, Kane and Abel refused to be in the home. Very few words were ever spoken between the three but the history, the uneasy and unprecedented history of the trio was there. Tension had and always would be high. "In the file, it says that they are always at her side. Does this mean Aubrey will be here."

Goetschl listened to Richard. "No." Tonight seemed different. "If she was here, they would be with her. We also would not be sitting here."

"What do you mean?"

"I've had a few run ins with Mayor in the past. She knows my scent. If she were here, they would be coming after us." Goetschl laughed, "Kane and Abel know my scent but it will take them a bit longer to pick it up than it would for Aubrey."

"Oh great." David sarcastically muttered, while cocking his own P226.

"That will not do you any good." Casimir explained. "These are not wolves. Only two ways to take down a Vampire. Sunlight and by glancing at the sky, we are a bit short on that. There is also fire. However, we are not here to try and kill anyone. We are too observe."

"Understood."

Goetschl was walking a fine line, as he had done in Israel with Schuyler. He had to ensure he did nothing that provoked either of the brothers. They would have to act first. He was the Alpha of the reformed London Pack and would not start an open war. Besides, he had an Ace up his sleeve. He knew how and he knew when to strike at the Coven house if they dared pushed him. Goetschl was not Vampire. Goetschl was not bound by the magic of the Sun and Moon. He was still mortal, something he understood but he was a different Casimir from the one that The Boys remembered. Confident, strong, focused. Unlike the old human Cas, the woofy Cas was dangerous. "Let's move. Tell Units two and three to maintain a vigil. Call in support if things go south. We will trail on foot." As David sent the order, Goetschl exited his vehicle, holstering his pistol and beginning a slow walk. Either Kane and Abel were here to feed or they were here to cause havoc.

Perhaps both.

[*Kane & Abel Westin]

Eyes matched, looking at one another with devious grins. Kane was displeased with the sight he saw, and wasn't so sure things were right. After spotting the two their hopes had become rather high, but it was always Kane who had that harboring feeling that something wasn't quite right. "No....." He let out in words rather than in his head.

Abel looked at him with suspicion but not long enough to where anyone would wonder what was going on. His gesture pointing out to the two of them and Kane gave him a begrudging look. "What do you mean know, their right there." Peeved. Seriously aching to get some kicks.

Abel sighed as he marked his mind with words of caution. Abel's eyes squinted to view what it was he was talking about without having to actually look around and wonder what the hell he was talking about. Kane didn't even know. But something was amiss.

"You're always making me brassed." Abel said with a snicker, and the two of them finally started off in a different direction than what had been previously rendered. As soon as the two of them were next to each other Kane punched Abel in his shoulder rather hard, his hand folding over flesh and rubbing the slight pain. He deserved it, which was why Abel didn't punch him back. Eventually, sometime that night, he would punch Kane back. It was inevitable.

"You want to tell me what this is about?" Abel verbally stalked his brother, who in turn snagged him discreetly by the shirt and pulled him into Vestas. Vestas was a clothing store that sold quality name brand goods to people who could afford the wealthy cloth that had been considered clothing. Not their taste, but Kane knew that they had to get off the street.

"What's your bloody problem?" Kane shushed him, peeking through the glass before a woman rudely did her job and asked them if they needed assistance. Kane drew evil eyes in her direction, moving his hand inside.

"Don't be daft." Abel warned before pausing his hand on the knife. A sigh escaped lips and a snarl picked up. Moving his hand from out of his pocket. "No...thank you." The nicest quality he could muster up before he spoke to Abel about his maddening feeling.

"Well, if he wants to play games with his ruddy cop friends, then let's play." Abel plainly stated. There was no way Casimir was going to be apart of their family then, and there was no way he was going to pull his antics now.

Kane went to grab his brother but he was already off towards the sales woman. "Scuse me miss....." He was walking toward her, ready to have some fun like they had wanted, Kane moved to the door and locked it when she wasn't looking.

When Abel got close enough to the woman, Kane had drew down the shades to the door and windows, and Abel had snatched her up to where she screamed just in time,loud enough for the mortals outside to hear, but they wouldn't make it in in time.

It was like a fatal scent. Smelling him, catching his fancy. If they had somehow been able to managed calling Truth or Wicked to somehow hold Casimir off, then they could have done so much more.

Abel snapped the womans neck after lunging fangs deep into her throat. Tearing flesh and swallowing a few chewed pieced of her skin. Kane grinned, smirking almost as he walked toward his brother. "Still eating flesh i see." He spoke sarcastically. Shaking his head and looking back toward the window.

Abel wiped his mouth as Kane shot over to turn off the lights. Rushing back to his brothers side and listening for any type of movement. If casimir wanted to play, then this was going to be one hell of a game for him to try and win.

[*Casimir Goetschl]

'Targets have entered a store. One civilian inside. Blinds have been closed.' The voice broke over David's portable communications device. 'Request instructions.'

"We need to move!" David pleaded, concern for the one civilian wrought over his face.

"It's too late." Casimir could hear the scream even from their distance off. Teams two and three were much closer but it did not take enhanced wolvin senses to know that there had been no real chance to save her. "They work fast. If you went running in their, they would work you over before killing you. Trust me, I have seen first hand what Vampires could do."

David knew better than to continue on. Most within the Bureau understood what happened to Casimir in New York. The torture he endured. The reports were thought to be fictitious at first as most humans would have died from what he endured at the hands of the Immortal but Goetschl was resilient. Still, Casimir never spoke of New York except through subtle hints about witnessing and experiencing certain things. It still stung though, each time someone was killed by their hands. The Agent was at an impasse, something he had yet to put into a priority. His duty was to protect people; wolves, humans and to a lesser extent Vampires when they needed it. He had to protect the innocent but when he was ill equipped or simply too late, much like tonight, it gave him an surreal feeling. Failure sucked. His other half, the wolf within that had at times still grown uncontrollable felt his pack was his priority. Each day was a fight for survival and if the Alpha was not on his toes, his Pack would be open to irradiation much like the first London Pack had been. That he would not fail. His pack was here and here it would stay.

"Tell Teams two and three to back away." Casimir explained.

Giving off a perplexed look, Goetschls partner gave the order before asking, "I understand your apprehension in rushing in but they are Vampires and if they did just kill someone, they need to be dealt with."

Goetschl continued his casual pace, following the trail that Kane and Abel had made, before Vestas came into sight. "Do you know that Vampires are much like Rats on a sinking ship?"

"What?"

"Yeah, when a Vampire is caught facing something they don't like, they have to get away at all costs. Like rats, they claw their way to freedom." He came to a stop, just feet form the front door of Vestas. Right now Kane and Abel were inside and the smell of blood, fresh blood, was on the air. They would be able to hear everything he said so now it was time to... just act.

David followed as Casimir continued on, passing the store in complete silence. "Why are we leaving?"

Casimir shot his Partner a glance and gave a fiendish smile. They entered a liquor shop, some distance from Vestas where Goetschl grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a box of matches. "Pay the clerk and send word to teams two and three to set up a perimeter." There were times people simply did not argue with Casimir. When the mans voice shifted from one of simple emotionless statements to a cruel, growling tone; Cas meant business. With David occupied, it meant that the felony about to be committed would only be placed on Cas. No one else would get the blame.


He made his way back down towards Vestas, the scent of Kane and Abel ripe on the air. They were still inside. "What are the odds Aubrey, Judge, or Wicked would realize you two are in trouble?" Goetschl asked himself aloud though there was little doubt the duo inside would hear him. With that, he broke the seal to the the whiskey bottle, unscrewed the top and began splashing it against the door, the walls, and the ground in front before taking the bottle itself and smashing it against the base of the main entrance's door. With a flick of his wrist, a match illuminated, his eyes going from the dancing flame and to the door, "Let's see how smart you rats are!" With that he dropped the match and watched the flame ride the trail of liquor.

[*Kane & Abel Westin]

It was too quiet now. Not one mind could hear a thing. Kane glared at his brother, Abel followed suit. Stale eyes and thoughts wandering to what the bugger was up to. Then they heard splashing against the door and windows, a crash of glass. Kane pushed Abel toward the back and stayed to watch and see what the foul mutt was up to. Since he had been shunned from the house, the wretch went off and got himself bitten by a dog. A most unworthy adversary. How displeased their mistress would be, but considering that the chips were stacked against him, they would understand why it was his last hope at belonging somewhere, to someone.

Abel looked up, looking for a vent system. When he found one against the east wall he moved a few crates up near it, stacking them by three and climbing up. Punching his hand through the metal, causing it to bend and then he pulled it out, letting it crash to the floor. "Kane! Let's go!" He shouted out.

Kane stood watching as a light emerged. Flames engulfing the mass of window pane, cracking glass and the door beginning to burn. He wanted them dead so much that he attempted to burn them. Aubrey would have his head for doing such a dreadful act. Her boys, her precious deviants burned. Of course her faith in them were incredibly high that they would never fail to let her down.

He heard Abel call his name, but he was drawn to the anger he felt for the bastard in that moment. Then his brother came to him and snatched him up. All Kane wanted to do was jump through those burning windows and attack Casimir in front of all his buddies. Pity he was such a coward to light a match rather than confront them directly. Shameless foul. No wonder he had no place in the coven. Some lowly pet, lower then Kane and Abel, their Mistress's beloved enforcers.

The two jumped up into the vent system, breaking through the barrier of floor and ceiling to entertain themselves above. Screams could be heard from outside, and soon after they busted through the floor of the second floor, screams from others within as well. Kane pulled Abel up with one hand, moving both bodies toward the window to see below on the streets. "Get to the roof." Abel nodded and shot out of the wing door, moving up the stair well and breaking the barge of door open. Kane followed swiftly behind him, moving out into the quick of night.

The side of the building was burning fiercely. Flames encompassing brick and stone without a care, and the little bugger was down below having a bit of a laugh about it. Kane snarled, his upper lip turned up. Both brothers looking at one another, thinking the same thing. The night of fun was ruined and the dirty dog below had to pay.

"He has men all over...." Kane smirked in annoyance. Of course he did. He wasn't brave enough to face them both. Not by himself. Kane jumped up from leaning over the edge, moving toward the opposite end of the building to view the surroundings below. Not too smart leaving all areas unblocks. Hadn't he learned anything?"

"Right then....you're up first." Abel shook his head no. "How are you to get across then?" Abel asked his brother who was already grabbing him by the shirt and pants. "Don't worry, I've got it mate."

Without being able to protest, Kane was hurdling his brother over to the other building top. Abel flying through the air by the force of his brother, and rolling to a tumble. His head snapped up quickly, standing after and looking over to see what Kane was up to. "Come on!" He shouted out.

Kane went to the side of the burning building, looking once more down at Casimir before taking a quick run toward the opposite edge and making a jump for it.

Just a tad short, but Abel grabbed Kane's hand and lifted him up. A shout was heard below toward their direction, no doubt informing the agent of their whereabouts. Kane and Abel looked down, he'd be next to die once this display of stupidity was over.

The two ducked down the stairwell to that building, moving onto the third floor towards the other side of the block and jumping out of the windows. Glass spreading out, covering them like a deadly shower as people below ducked and covered themselves as best as they could. Some gasps and whispers. More shouts from different directions.

"There." Kane pointed and made a note to Abel. The two made a run toward a police bike that had been left abandoned. Some ticket cop, meter maid or some sort. How careless to leave his unit unattended.

Kane jumped on first, Abel holding the shirt near his hips and Kane kicked the bike off it's stand, peeling out and making the ground beneath them black and treaded.

It took fifteen seconds to get on the street where Casimir had been, getting a nice glimpse of him as they rounded the corner, Abel tucked his feet over the grips rather hard, his brother making the count to travel into Abel's head. As they whizzed by Abel snatched Casimir up by the collar of his shirt and let him lay face down to the ground, dragging him by the skid of the bike down the main road.

"You wanna play?!" He shouted out, Kane's smirk became so devilish that he wanted a chance to play himself. Hands took hold of the bars, revving the bike up more as Abel twisted his body to change from Casimir's collar to the pant cuff of his leg so his face could scrape against the ground. Lowering it a couple of times so the bike tire would hit his chest and tear some skin off. Hopefully burning it so fresh flesh could be smelled through vampire nostrils.

"Let's play." He grunted a growl. Like demon music that lived in his throat. His eyes flared to nearly match Aubrey's own honey hues, mustering his face to become a frown and tight with sealed lips. He was angry, there was no doubt about that, but what Kane had in store for Casimir was nothing compared to what he was doing now.

Finally Kane let the bike drift on it's side. Both brothers jumping from it and taking Casimir with them. Letting him hurdle over the concrete. In front of everyone on the streets, the show was a bout to begin. "Not so tough without booze and a light huh?" Kane started out.

"Trying to burn us are ya Cas?" Abel stalked as both brothers made their way over to him. He could fire off a few rounds, but what good would that do? They would only heal, and he only had so many bullets on him before his luck of the trigger ran out.

"Party time." The two chimed out which giggling intent, anxious to hurt him more before his agent friends caught up to them. It had happened so fast and Kane had driven quite far in the short amount of time. They would all have to brace bikes to catch up to their time.