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AxR ..::The attackers::.. by =demon-days9823:icondemon-days9823:



A/N So I lied. That picture of Alxander and Rifka isn't gonna be the last art/story for them. >.> I keep coming up with new ideas. In this one, the other kin [Shayne, Missy, Taylor, Violet, Rifka and Alxander] face problems with bounty hunters, poachers and someone terrifying from Alxander's past. Shayne is the last remaining Sphinx, Missy is a siren/vampire, Taylor is a cat demon/vampire, Violet is a siren/panther demon, and of course Rifka is our loveable hell hound/unicorn/dragon and Alxander our vampire/angel/fox. Based of course in the Other Kin plain, Gaze[other kin form], Asamire and his brother Alectan [Asa and Alec] are the fox/wolf demon brothers. Kystofer shows up too. And of course there has got to be the Drama King William. >.> And whats the mix without the newest angel to the group Mick?

The Attackers

The country could have been considered a nice place to spend the first night of a full moon if it wasn't for the high risk of attackers. Alxander roamed with his companions, Missy, Shayne, Violet, Taylor and of course Rifka. The vampiric angel fox hadn't seen his pup in about a month, give or take a week, so it was nice. The downfall was that Alxander knew that one of two of the fallen angels was going to be there; William. Sure, William and Rifka broke up, but William's pressence still bothered him. They all hid in the middle of a field, stalking after what they hoped was prey. Violet perked up.

"I smell something... Odd..." She muttered, her ears turning back.

"What do you smell?" Missy's head jerked in the panther girls general direction.

"I can't put a finger on it.."

"You guys! There you are!" Asa shouted as loud as he could. Alxander turned his head to the newly coming group and smiled. He saw of course his friends Asa and Alec, his dad and he even saw Gaze and Mick. He smiled, 'Good... Gaze was able to fall asleep.'

Shayne bolted off deeper into the field, away from the now larger group. Thats when Alxander's trouble approaced. William.

"Pup, you and I need to talk." The second fallen angel barked at Rifka, who glared. He didn't enjoy being called pup apparently. Rifka began to paw his way off on all fours.

"Where the hell do you think you are going, pup? You do realize that there are hunters out here hunting you, right!?" He snapped. Rifka stopped in place and Alxander tensed up. He looked back into the field where Shayne had taken off, seeing the half man half lion male approaching slowly. Alxander let out a sigh. Rifka snarled low at William and shifted into a more human shape, black fur still covering his body, purple flames encasing his hands and feet. His tail swished in annoyance. Shayne caught up to the group and looked at them.

"Bounty hunters and poachers are here..."

His eyes had a scared, worried look to them. The whole group knew that not only was Shayne on a hit list, but Alxander and Krystofer were too, due to their last remaining kinfolk, Alxander's uncle, who simply went by the vampire fox last name "Alishna". Shayne took off into the field again, followed by Missy and Rifka.

"Mick doesn't have a good feeling about this..." The blackhaired angel looked to Alxander with fear in his eyes, "Mick smells... Cherries dipped in blood. And it not from Alxander or Krystofer..." He looked to Krystofer, who tensed. The father and son both knew who it was, but didn't know where he was.

Shane had collapsed in the field, tortured by poachers, crying out as they ripped off every form of sphinx they could. Violet, Rifka, Asa, Alec and Missy threw up a barrier as best as they could, the poachers forced out of it with what exotic fur, tails and wings they had. They took off, Krystofer and Gaze right behind them. The two were followed by another male, one Alxander didn't know.

Alxander stiffened, finally catching the strong scent of cherries dipped in blood. He looked around the field, catching sight of a winged anthromorphic fox; Alishna. Alxander backed up, far out of sight of Rifka and the others, trembling in what can only be described as sheer terror. Alishna flashed a grin from his muzzle and growled softly, pulling out his blade and taking off toward the boy. Alxander turned and curled, only to be stabbed in the lower right side of his back by the burning steel. The fox side of the boy let out a whimper in pain as he forced himself to stand.

He looked at the vampiric angel fox and grinned again, wider. Both shared a scent, the scent of cherries dipped in blood, but Alxander also had the scent of wet wind, as if it had rained for a month with strong gusts. Alishna looked at his nephew, blade drawn into his right hands tight grasp. "X marks the spot, dear nephew." He ran and sliced into the teenagers abdomen an 'x'. The nephew fell to the ground and curled up in pain.

"X marks the spot? What do you mean?"

"You'll find out when time comes." He took off into the field, taking his distance from the group. Krystofer and the new male, Issac, showed up with two of three things stolen from Shayne, the six wings and the tails. Gaze tapped into Alxander's mind.

"Tell Shayne that I have his fur and I'm on my way back.."

Shayne was crying out in pain. Alxander looked around the field in terror, holding his abdomen tight in pain. Blood was everywhere, coating his arms and pants, and the grass in the field where he was hit. Rifka began to approach Alxander, who was backing up in sheer terror, still seeing his uncle in the distance. The group walked back to Shayne's house, Shayne and Alxander writhing and moaning in pain. William approached Alxander.

"Where were you hit?"

Alxander moved his arms, showing the large bloody 'x' on his abdomen. William began to approach him and he moved back, snarling at the second fallen.

"I can heal you!"

"I only trust Rifka and Mick for that," Alxander let out another snarl as he moved forward of the group and got to the door. The door had a trick to opening it, you had to hold the handle down, pull to the right and kick.

"Downstairs or upstairs, Alxander?" Rifka said softly as Alxander moaned out in pain as he opened it, stumbling down the steps, barely able to hold on to the railing. He pressed his back against the wall across the room and slid to the floor, panting heavily. Rifka held his hand out.

"I...it hurts..." The fox groaned out as he pushed himself up and Rifka, Violet, Taylor and Missy followed, Melody, Missy's mother, who had been waiting in the house, following. The boy stumbled into the guest room and writhed in pain as he fell back on the mattress.

"Let me or my mother do it..." Missy whispered. Alxander shot a glare.

"No. Only Mick or Rifka. I only trust them..." He groaned, hearing the door open and Gaze step in the house with the fur.

"Go help Shayne. I've got this under control, you two..." Rifka said softly, in his human-esque form, only having his tail, wings and horn. Alxander lay, writhing in pain, bleeding all over Shayne's white sheets. Rifka placed his hands softly onto Alxander's abdomen and closed his eyes.

"Tell me when I'm not helping anymore."

Minutes passed as the skin slowly began to seal, an 'x' marked scar soon all that was left. Alxander writhed in an internal pain as he slowly sat up. He put his hand on Rifka's cheek and smiled weakly.

"Thanks, Rifka..." He said softly, kissing the hell hound on the cheek softly. Missy came back down.

"My mom got everything back on him, but I took all the wounds. I'm going to need you to heal me, Rifka..." Missy said softly. Rifka nodded his head and kissed Alxander on the forehead.

"If it opens or you need me, you know where I'll be..." He muttered. By this point, Asa and Alec in their fox-like wolf forms where curled up on the floor, sleeping soundly, recovering the energy that was spent. Gaze was back outside, on the roof of the house, watching for Alishna with Krystofer at his side. William was fast asleep in Shayne's other bedroom.

"I'm going to go check up on them..." Alxander muttered after his coughing fit, the scar tearing open slightly at the four ends. He moved through the room, up the two flights of stairs and into Shayne's room, where Shayne lay curled up, his fur wings and tail back in their place, Missy lay facedown on the bed, Rifka healing the scars. Alxander walked over to Shayne's side.

"Is it safe to hug you or are you in too much pain?" He looked at the sphinx, who smiled.

"Its fine." He moved slightly and Alxander wrapped his arms around him, getting some blood from the slightly opened 'x' on the sphinx's backside.

"How's the scar holding up?" Rifka looked to Alxander as he finished up.

"Poorly..." He said softly, moving away from Shayne and showing the blood trickling from the four points.

"Well I'll heal Shayne the rest of the way then..."

"No. You'll heal him first. He needs it more." Shayne inturrupted Rifka.

"No. You, Shayne. You need it more."

"I'll be fine! I have everything back. You're bleeding. He'll heal you first."

"Hold still..." Rifka muttered softly as he put his hands on Alxander's abdomen again, the tears having a hard time closing. Alxander bit his lip as he felt Rifka's hands move from his abdomen to his cheeks. The vampire angel fox blushed brightly as he felt Rifka's hands move away.

"Better?"

Alxander nodded slowly as he smiled a bit. Violet had taken his place in hugging Shayne.

"Missy and Rifka are sleeping in here with me." He said softly to the group, "So I hope not all of you plan on crashing in here." Alxander's heart skipped a beat as he forced a false smile.

"Alright. I was going to sleep in the guest room anyway. Anyone can join me if they want. See you all later in the morning..." The fox muttered, painstricken that the hell hound was going to sleep in the sphinx's room. Sure, like William and Rifka, Shane and Rifka were ex's as well, but why the hell would ex's sleep in the same bed. They ARE ex's, afterall. Alxander went back into the bloodied guest room, the sheets changed thanks to Gaze. Alxander smiled softly and climbed onto the bed, covering himself in the blanket that had Rifka's scent all over it, and curling up with the stuffed dog that had Shayne's scent all over it. He was certain the scars would tear open again.
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Author's Comments

O-o You know... Its hard to believe that this shit started out as two boys sitting in a room smoking, one talking to the other about why he cares. e.e Wow.

No vivid detail cause I am a lazy ass.

Enjoy!

All characters are © Me, =demon-days9823

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