As Mr. Tall finished reading the books the little person had insistently handed him he sighed. The names of course must be changed. he was shocked by the lengths his father had to ensure fate play into his hands. He watched the two boys play video games from his vantage point across the street. As he closed the book a letter fell out.
'Mt tall.' it read
'you have taught me many things. When traveling with the Cirque I was the happiest. You made that happen. I came to care so much for Mr. Crepsley and Evra, and truly everyone I met. I can't even say to tell them hi as I hope that I have arranged vents so that I will never have met them. When he comes around tell him that I am sorry. I know that I have done something selfish maybe I have even doomed the world. Either way he will conquer all. Maybe he will see the answer as I did and the world will go on thanks to his sacrifice. I can only hope that by the time it happens I will be long dead. Maybe Steve and I can grow old and grey together. I wish that I could let Mr. Crepsley know my appreciation. And let Debbie know that I love her…. But in this time I will be grown by the time she is ready to even date…. I have never been good at writing. I hope that if this ever sees day you will do me a great favor and fix everything.
Here ends the tale of the fourth and youngest vampire prince that never will be…
Thank you and everyone in this.
I will never save the world but my sister will not grow up an only child, I will never watch my mentor die… Sam will not die, Steve might get to be happy, my parents won't have to bury a child.
Please understand and forgive me.'
Mr. Tall stood and dusted imaginary dust off his pants. How could he not forgive the boy that had known nothing but grief for a long time, grief his father had caused. And so he would wait, until events had played out and the world saved or turned to dust. Either way he would tell the world this story. Let them know what a young man had done for them.
"good-bye Darran and the best of luck."