Lacrimas Argenti 2 Alternative version

Lacrimas Argenti (Silver Tears)

How did he get here?
Sitting in a deserted cinema.
Being surrounded by everything he had fled from every minute of his miserable life
Was god punishing him for something he didn't know of?
He closed his eyes
Tears of anger escaped from his perfectly emotionless face
They didn't have to make it clear that there was no escaping this time.
Was it because of the tears they could smell?

Or Was it because of today's date? it probably was.
today was the 24the of September .
A cold,gloomy and rainy day, just like he felt
Yes today it was clear that the fall had made it's entrance in England.
Today was also his birthday, no not just his birthday.
It was their birthday.
His and his twin brother's supposed to be 26st birthday.
Today was supposed to be a happy day, but today it was even more painful than when their parents had died.
His brother had died just 2 days ago. 2 days before their birthday. The three powerful supernatural creatures watched him silently from their respected places as his eyes started to water.

He blinked away the upcoming tears.
He sighed, his only reason for living another day, had just...... gone.
His innocent, beautiful, charming, always optimistic brother, born only a few seconds later than him.
Had been slayed as an animal by the actual beasts.
He should have been there in his place .
His eyes should have lost that disgusting dark light, not his younger brothers innocent pure light.

This time a pained whimper escaped his mouth 'Dorian'
A chuckle followed his whimper.
A breath ghosted over his neck and seemed to crawl up to his right ear.'I heard what they did to him. Don't you want to avenge Dorian....Carlisle?''
Don't you dare saying his name so casual you..you bloodsucking monster.' Carlisle sneered at the dark haired vampire behind him.
The vampire once again chuckled in mere irritation. As the other two figures silently laughed. Carlisle sent a glare to his right. His eyes searched in the dark before they locked into a pair of multicolored eyes. The dark magician too whom those eyes belonged looked at him with mirth as if he was looking at a hilarious movie. His glare intensified for mere seconds as his head turned once more. Turning towards the last, third figure on his left, his anger seemed to spike. This creature, this monster, this beast of beasts. The devil in human form was looking at him with suspicion. Carlisle sneered at the devil. The leader of those disgusting beasts that killed his only light, his only brother. He took a deep breath to contain himself from attacking this devil. His body automatically shifted from his position. Accidentally his hand slid across the hilt. An idea seeped into his mind. Subconsciously his eyes observed the three men,before he made the decision. A quick flash of silver was barely noticed by the three observers. Just before the sound of ripping flesh en fresh blood was noticeable. A grin was now visible on the face of Carlisle Grey.