Disclaimer: The dialogue is taken from the story, it was already so perfect that I couldn't change it, but I can't take credit for it. The rest of it is mine, the thoughts and reactions.
Darius's POV:
"Dare accepted." the vampire called Darren replied to my father.
As soon as this was said and I saw a cruel smile on my fathers face, I was drenched in a sudden fear. Was my father really going to let that disgusting vampire kill me? Was he really just going to stand by and watch? For the first time since I had met him, my father scared me. How he was acting now was so different from how he had acted when we had first met, when he had explained that it was really vampires who killed when they drank and that my father and his vampaneze were trying to make the world safer ad when he had blooded me.
The vampire drew his knife against my throat, then decided against it and ripped my shirt away. He then placed his knife on my exposed chest, the point barely touching the skin above my heart. As my father became sure that the vampire actually was going to kill me, the maniacal look in his eyes slowly disappeared. He smiled at the vampire as though encouraging him.
For the first time I no longer felt safe around my father, I was gripped fear so great it only exists in the time right before you are about to be killed. I felt like a cold hand was slowly going up my chest to my throat where it rested, gradually closing around my windpipe. The fear I felt was so great I couldn't breath, couldn't move, just stood, petrified, while I waited to die, because, this time, I didn't think my father would be saving me.
As Darren was about to pierce my heart with a sharp knife thrust, my father called out to him.
"Be careful, Darren! You don't know who you're killing!" at this, the vampire hesitated.
I looked at my father and saw the look on his face that he got when he had a back up plan. When I had seen this look before, it had always reassured me; my father always had a plan. But now when my father was being so careless it seemed with my life, it scared me.
Then my father called out to me.
"Darius, tell Darren your mother's name." I stared at my father like he had just gone crazy. I was about to die and he wanted me to tell some vampire about my family, about my mother?
When I didn't respond my father angrily yelled at me.
"Darius! He's about to drive a knife through your heart! Tell him your mother's name NOW!
At this I stuttered out a, "Annie."
As soon as I said it Darren stiffened from his position behind me.
"And her surname?" my father whispered
"Shan, Annie Shan." I replied, not understanding the significance
At this my father grinned and said, "You see, Darren, if you kill Darius, you won't just be slaughtering my son, you'll be murdering your nephew!"