[center]The pulled told him Clara was following. Her questions were good ones and he took a fee moments to answer them. His eyes blinked to clear the persisting black spots that refused to leave his vision. His took a breath and then another, the pain in his lungs distracting him for a moment. The wounds were healing, though slowly and his blood was still seeping from the wound. His arm stung like a bitch, though he ignored it as he focused in answering. 

“An old family of vampire hunters that are out for my blood. I haven't done anything except exist, though for them that's the problem. Their ancestors seeked my assistance in the elimination of a group of mindless vampires, I denied and apparently that's cause for this now. I don't intentionally make snipes Clara, I prefer peace and quiet to be honest.” It wasn't a lie, he been alive long enough to just want an easy life, then again with these bastards it wouldn't be possible. 

“I might have killed a few or their members when I'd gone too long without feeding. That might also be a cause, though that was a century ago.” He offered after a moment, talking helped him focus on staying awake. Their bond was uncomfortably numb and that pushed Kieran to move faster, the quiet town left behind as his gaze focused on his home. 

The sudden spike of fear that sliced through him had Kieran staggering. Ryanair was frightened but an underlying anger came simmering forward moments later. Kieran grit his teeth and forced his heavy body to move faster, his eyes scanning the darkness. The sudden light of the front door slicing into the darkness had him stilling, a familiar blonde head xme into view as Kieran moved behind a tree trunk. 

What met his gaze had fury filling him. Four familiarity figures were huddled behind Ryanair, their hearts slow and sluggish. Kieran pushed away the pain as he moved forward, his words towards Clara a soft hiss passed his lips. “Help me, my fledgling.” He lunged forward and impaled the closest male though the heart,  his body discarded with a flick of his wrist. Ryanair had spotted him, if the elation that fills the bond is any indication. Ryanair backed away and aimed a punch at the male that lunges forward, the kids kept safe behind them. Kieran noted their eyes were glassy and he was glad he'd taught Ryanair how to use his convulsion. 

His next target manged to pierce him with an arrow before his windpipe was crushed between pale fingers. There were more here, Kieran moved away from another arrow and lunged for another hunter. They were outnumbered as long as- 

The sudden blonde blur that passed by was his answer. The sudden darkness was his second answer, Ryanair had manged to close the door and plummet the terrain into darkness. Three against the small army might do better then two with one of half-useful as Kieran was.[/center] [@earlymorninstar]