Disclaimer: The characters and plot of this story belongs to the magnificent Darren Shan, not me. If they belonged to me then I would have fainted for doing such great work.
Summary: Basically it is a different ending to the series. Vanch March died instead of Mr. Crepsley and Darren lives in the end.
Cirque Du Freak, The Saga of Darren Shan
Different Version
The Better Ending
Chapter 1:
The only hunters left, Mr. Crepsley, Harkat, and I. We were headed into battle with Steve Leopard and Gannen Harst, the vampaneze who killed Vancha March on the stakes, back in Mr. Crepsley's home town. I, Darren Shan, a half-vampire and Vampire Prince, was more than ready to fight the Lord of the Vampaneze.
We came up to the soccer stadium just after leaving my sister, Annie, to take off with her son Darrius, also the son of the Vampaneze Lord. All the citizens were surrounding the stadium. "Darren," Mr. Crepsley started. I looked at the orange-haired vampire. "May the luck of the vampires be with you, Sire." He said as me approached the entrance. I nodded. "You too, Larten." We paused. "Ready to fight...To the death?" Harkat asked. Mr. Crepsley and I nodded solemnly. We walked into the death cage..
Steve Leopard was standing on a dead person's body with a group of vampets surrounding him. "Don't look to eager Darren. We don't want to seem anxious." Mr. Crepsley whispered. I nodded and spotted a group of the Cirque members who were being held hostage. I could see the pain in Merla's eye and Evra's too. I caused their son to get killed.
Steve smiled when he spotted us and stepped off the body. "Howdy, Shan. Ready to meet your end? Because, whether or not I get killed, one of us is going to become the Lord of the Shadows and kill the rest of humanity." He teased. I glared at him. It was true, if I beat him I would become Lord of the Shadows, if he beat me, then he would become Lord of the Shadows and humanity would be killed.
All the vampaneze and vampets in the area, along with the troops Alice Burgess ruffled up to help, broke out into battle. Gannen Harst shot at Mr. Crepsley and they began to fight. Steve and I just faced each other while Harkat fought an over-sized vampet.
"So, Darren? What will it be? You die and I gain power, or I die and you gain power?" Steve asked in his dead tone. I shook my head. "Neither. You will die and I will stay who I am." I retorted. Steve laughed. You heard Des Tiny. One of us will be the Lord of the Shadows." He said. "I never believe anything Mr. Tiny says. He is just a demented old man." I said disrespectfully.
Steve ran off though the stadium doors after an hour of fighting with me. I followed behind him even though my muscles were sore with Mr. Crepsley behind me. "Don't stop Darren. This is the last shot, if he gets away, there will be hell to pay." Mr. Crepsley called to me. I nodded and continued to chase after Steve and Gannen Harst.
Steve and Harst stopped near a river. Mr. Crepsley and I stopped soon after. We were accompanied by Desomnd Tiny and his daughter Evanna. Mr. Tiny smiled. "Good to see you boys." He called out happily. I sighed.
Steve and I faced each other again this time, I had a knife and he had a sword. We stepped closer and he slashed his sword at me. I dodged it a threw his sword into the river. He looked at me with wide eyes. I took my knife and drove it into his chest and sent him falling to the ground. Mr. Crepsley and Harst had knocked each other out. I climbed on top of Steve and watched while he struggled to breathe. I looked up to see Mr. Tiny laughing.
"I knew you would win Darren, I knew it! I always had my money on you." Mr. Tiny announced. "What?" I asked. "Let me tell you something. I knew I could count on you, son." He cheered. "Son?" Evanna asked. Mr. Tiny nodded. "Yes. These two boys are my sons. I had made them to make them a part of my Lord of the Shadows and New World Order plan. It worked." WOW! Des Tiny was saying he is my father.
"I can't...Breathe." Steve whispered. I looked down at him. The knife was stopping the blood from going to his heart. In a few seconds he was dead. Mr. Tiny laughed. "Just you wait, Darren. You will be my partner in my plan and we will rule the world together." He said before leaving. Evanna left just after him. I stood up and looked around.
Mr. Crepsley was slowly sitting up. "Darren?" He asked sleepily. I smiled at the sight of him. "What happened?" He asked, climbing to his feet. "We won." I croaked. "Are you okay? You don't sound like someone who is happy because we won." Mr. Crepsley asked and walked over to me. I shook my head. "I am the son of DESTINY." I said. "You mean, Desmond Tiny?" Mr. Crepsley asked. I nodded. "Steve was too. He just told me. And now, I am going to become the Lord of the Shadows." I answered.
"Darren!" a woman's voice called. I turned around. "Debbie!" I was happy to see her running to me. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed my lips. "Is it over? Did you win?" She asked. I took a moment. "The vampires won the War of the Scars...But I didn't win the war over Destiny." I said tonelessly. Debbie met my eyes. "It will be okay. We will figure something out." She whispered. I smiled weakly.
"Darren, I am afraid to say, you might be in some serious hell right now." Mr. Crepsley said. I nodded. "I know." I put my arms around Debbie and kissed her cheek. "Shh." I said as she began crying. Harst was getting his head back.
"NO!" Harst yelled, sprining to his feet. "It can't be over so soon!" He said incredibly. He looked at me with a fatal look. "You killed him! You foul vampire!" He yelled. I nodded. "Your right. I am and I did." I said quietly over Debbie's shoulder. Harst gave a dangerous look to Mr. Crepsley and flitted.
"Darren! Are we going to be able to be together now that the war is over?" Debbie asked. NO! I thought. "No." I started calmly. "I am a vampire. Your life would have been totally messed up." Debbie cried. "I have thought of a solution." She said. I looked down at her quizzically. "I want to become a vampire." She announced. I shook my head. "No!" She looked into my eyes.
"It isn't your decision." Debbie whispered. I didn't say anything. "Larten," Debbie looked at him. "Will you blood me?" She asked. Mr. Crepsley hesitated. "If that is what you wish me to do." He said seriously. Debbie nodded. She let me go and walked over to Mr. Crepsley. Debbie held her hands out to Mr. Crepsley. He dug his nails into his fingertips and then into hers. She yelled in pain. He put his fingertips against hers and they exchanged blood.
I looked at the two of them in terror. This couldn't be happening. Why would she do that? I had no clue. Debbie looked like she was in pain. I walked over and put my arms around her. When they pulled she lost her strength and collapsed in my arms.
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