(Chapter Done by Mourningstar13)

Darren leaped over logs and ducked under branches, running as fast as he could in this cramped forest. He knew that if he were out in the open, he probably could have lost his pursuers, but he had never been so good at avoiding things, preferring to crash on through them.

Not only was the forest cramped, but he had to be completely silent. In a forest, where there are fallen leaves underfoot, twigs waiting to be snapped, such a task wasn't so easy. If he didn't hurry, he could be captured.

An hour or so earlier...(to the present moment)

Darren fervently wished that was there, but he wasn't. Neither was Vancha or Harkat. They had all been tracking a very large group of vampaneze, maybe thirty or fourty, it was unusual for so many vampaneze to stay together, they tended to fight alot between themselves.

Suspecting that maybe the Lord of the Vampaneze was among them, and the large group was his entourage, guards, etc, they had tracked them, trying to find out what their destination was.

Then they had split up. One group had gone north, while the other had gone south west. The vampires and Harkat were completely baffled, why had they split up? Maybe they had discovered they were being followed and had circled behind to attack them?

They still didn't know which group the Lord of the Vampaneze might be in, so they had decided to split up. Darren and had followed the group that had gone southwest, Vancha and Harkat had gone north. Since Vanch and could find each other telepathically, they hadn't decided on a rendezvouz.

Now, the group that and Darren had been following had split up agan. They hadn't liked the idea, but they knew they couldn't just let the vampaneze go. and Darren split up, deciding to meet at a rendevouz point in a weeks' time.

Darren had continued following his group, and eventually he had noticed tat he wasn't the only one following the vampaneze. He had seen a group of about ten or so people in long robes and cloaks of varying colors, mostly black. The strangest thing was that Darren couldn't hear them or smell them. He could only see them. He finally deduced that they were simply walking very quietly, and had masked their scent somehow.

He had decided to follow the hooded people instead, and see why any human wold be mad enough to try and follow and possibly ambush a thirty-strong pack of bloodthirsty vampaneze. Although he wasn't entirely sure they were human. They seemed. . .different somehow. Darren couldn't put his finger on it.

After three nights of following them from a distance( they were following the vampaneze, who obviously weren't active during the day, so they moved at night.)he had decided to sneak up close to their camp while the vampaneze were resting, to get more information on the newcomers and to see what they did during the day.

Sitting up tall in the branches of a tree, he had seen an extremely tall man, like, ten feet tall, talking to a sern looking woman in emerald green robes, with her hair twisted up in a bun.

"Hagrid, why are we going after these vampires? Can't you use some less dangerous creature for your class? You should be teaching them about flobberworms, and such, not vampires!" said the stern-looking woman to the tall man, who was apparently named Hagrid.

"Now look, Professor McGonagall, we'll have them under control. And the students need a bit o' adventure!" said Hagrid enthusiastically. Darren got the feeling he often went for the more dangerous creatures.

Darren was very confused. It seemed like they were capturing vampaneze as specimen to teach students about? Thought they were vampires? Why would anyone not part of the clan, which these people ocbiously weren't, need to know about vampires?

"Well, Hagrid, didn't you say that there was another type of vampire we could catch? One that wasn't quite so. . .agressive? Why aren't we tracking them instead?" Professor McGonagall said in an exasperated voice. Darren got the feeling this wasn't the first time they had had this argument.

"Yeah, but they look like you an' me, ma'am, their not so easy to pick apart. You can only tell by some scars on 'er fingers. We dunno as much about them, so it might be more valuable to try an' catch one, but these are easier." Hagrid said. Darren assumed that he was the other type of vampire, and felt a touch of pride that the vampaneze were easier to catch then him, even if it was just because of their ability to blend in.

"Well, Hagrid, as long as you've got it under control. . .we need to go ahead and make breakfast for the rest of the group." She got out some cooking maerials, pointed at a pile of sticks, swished her wand at it, and it promptly burst into flame!

Darren, who had thought he'd seen everything, was amazed. He couldn't help but let a small noise of shock escape from his lips. Snapping out of his amazed stupor, he quickly shut his lips in the hope that the strange humans hadn't heard.

They had. The stern-looking woman whirled around, and pointed just a little to the right of Darren.

"Stupify!" he heard, and saw a bright red flash of light. Immediately afterwards, he had jumped out of the tree and was running, making full use of his vampire abilities. He had seen these people o something that should clearly be impossible with practiced ease. He ddn't know what these people were, or how it was possible. He decided to leave the thinking for later and start running.

Darren chanced a quick look behind him. The stern woman and the tall man were chasing afer him, along with a few of their recently sleeping companions. Their were several flashes of red light, along with a few other colors.

Then he tripped over a root and did a face-plant in the dirt. With a muttered "Stupify!"and a flash of red light, everything went black.