Mithias was desperate to save his brother from his drug and blood-fed, suicidal abuse of his vampiric gift. He grit his teeth as he argued. "You don't know all that, Martin! I know you, and I know when you're lying. If you don't come back very soon, then you certainly WILL die. You're drunk in your power, and your rationality is gone!" A bullet pierced the wall of the van with a sound like a loud raindrop on metal, and Mithias hesitated. His brother's mind was incredible. Was there really an alien?? The bullet missed Mithias and... well, what was left of Martin at the moment, and Mithias continued, more pressed. "Please brother. I don't know what heaven's greatest weapon is, but I couldn't bear to lose my only family. Let me take you out of here. Don't..." He fought to keep his emotions in check. "Don't give up on the chance that you might live, for I am still here."