Dinky Chapter 1
I own Dinky the rest belongs to Darren Shan
Standing at only four foot tall with short spikey black hair Dinky looked about twelve years old. She was in fact 16, and anyone who dared to treat her as a child soon regretted it. Wearing black jeans, which had been so worn out that she cut them off as long shorts and a bright red T-shirt Dinky walked in the shadows. Dinky's real name was Jasmine Jones but because of her size was always known as Dinky to her friends and the police. She had long since given up on school and family and preferred to take her chances sleeping on friend's floors or any open garage or shed. Tonight she had a pizza under her arm and was trying to find somewhere safe to eat it. She had taken it from the pizza place round the corner where it had been left for the delivery driver to pick up. She suddenly heard a siren and wondered if they had called the police, for a pizza? Dinky decided not to risk it and started down a side lane at top speed. All of a sudden she literally crashed into a red wall sending her flying and the pizza box opened emptying the contents onto the floor.
Dinky was so annoyed, as it had been some while since she had eaten that she jumped up and shoved the guy dressed in red with all her might. Even more annoying he just stood there grinning at her. 'Are you lost little girl' he enquired with one eyebrow raised. 'Don't call me little girl I'm sixteen and you owe me a pizza' Dinky couldn't believe he was still laughing at her when he said 'if you want a pizza there's one over there' pointing to Dinky's spilt pizza. 'Well aren't you the funny guy' growled Dinky. Then she noticed he had a wallet in his coat pocket or was that a cape? If she distracted him she could easily get it.
'Excuse me Mister I didn't mean to be rude I will be on my way' with that Dinky tripped and the weird guy caught her. She slipped her hand in his pocket and quickly put his wallet in her back shorts pocket. 'Oh sorry about that thanks for catching me, I d better go now, bye' Dinky headed off in the opposite direction and after a few steps started to sprint. No one could catch her she was fast and knew all the alleyways and shortcuts in this part of town.
Larten couldn't believe the cheek of the girl, not only did she have way too much attitude she had the nerve to steal his wallet. Even so Larten couldn't help but like her. Now to retrieve my wallet thought Larten.
'Oh my God where did you come from?' yelped Dinky when Larten appeared right in front of her and gripped her collar. Before he answered Larten picked up Dinky and flitted with her to a field on the very edge of town. 'What the hell…' whispered Dinky. 'Shhhh and listen to me' smirked Larten. 'My name is Larten Crepsley, you can call me Mr Crepsley, now hand me my wallet' said Larten with his hand out and his other hand holding onto Dinky's shoulder. 'I aint got your wallet LARTEN' lied Dinky with a smirk on her face. 'Pay attention growled Larten as he put his face close to Dinky's 'you call me Mr Crepsley and you have my wallet in your back pocket give it to me now'. Dinky was very surprised, she wasn't sure how it had happened but she appeared to be in a field. This Larten guy seemed to be getting a bit angry about his wallet, but Dinky wasn't going to give up that easy. 'Mr Crepsley sir you are half strangling me, if you let go of my collar I could check to see if your wallet is the one I found on the floor'. Larten let go of the girls collar and stood waiting with one eyebrow raised and his arms crossed. All of a sudden she pointed over his shoulder and shouted 'whats that' whilst Larten looked over his shoulder to see what she was shouting about the girl ran off across the fields back towards town. Of all the nerve thought Larten grinning to himself as he watched the girl speeding through the shadows, she would make a fine apprentice. He flitted and grabbed the girl round the waist and then carried her to an abandoned cottage some two miles outside of town. Dinky stood shaking; this was beyond weird the guy was like superman or something. 'H h heres your wallet Mr Crepsley sorry about that I just wanted to buy another pizza'. Dinky stood staring at her feet wondering if this guy was going to kill her. 'Thank you, now what is your name and why are you so hungry?' asked Larten gently.
Dinky looked into Mr Crepsley's face and suddenly felt a little safer, he didn't look like he would harm her. 'My name is Dinky and I left home several years ago, I am always hungry as I never get enough to eat'. 'Why did you leave home and where are your parents?' asked Larten kindly. Dinky's head shot up 'why I left is my business and what's it to you anyway?' This girl had fighting spirit; although she had very bad manners and obviously a thief Larten couldn't resist a challenge. 'Is Dinky your real name?' said Larten as he studied the girl to see if she would lie to him. 'Dinky is the name everyone calls me by, I don't know you well enough to tell you my name'.
Yes, Larten decided she would be his apprentice, now to convince the girl. 'Dinky, I am a vampire; I am strong, fast and live ten years for every human year. I need an assistant to do my many chores and in return I will make them a half vampire aging one year for every five human years. Are you interested?' said Larten with a smile. Dinky's jaw dropped open as she stood starring at him, for once in her life totally speechless. Mr Crepsley stood waiting patiently until Dinky spoke quietly 'would I have to kill anyone?' No replied Mr Crepsley you would have to drink blood but we do it without killing, you would be a lot stronger and faster once I have turned you into a half vampire. But life is tough, you have to do everything I say and we are always on the road moving around from place to place, which is very lonely. What do you think, is it a life you could cope with?'
Dinky didn't really need to give it much thought; she could always head out on her own if Mr Crepsley got to annoying. Although she would have to stick with him till she knew how to cope with being a half vampire. Wow who would of thought it. 'Dinky give me your answer I haven't got all day'. 'Ok Mr Crepsley make me a half vampire'. After testing her blood, which was remarkably good Mr Crepsley cut her fingertips and started to transfer blood. 'Oowww what the ….' Dinky tried to pull away, but before she had the chance she passed out on the floor. Larten carried his new apprentice to the sofa and covered her with a blanket. Knowing that she would wake shortly Larten flitted back to town to buy….Pizza!
