The fog was thick and the air was chilly. It swirled around the grave markers and around the pale man sitting still as stone with a muddy a shovel on his lap. The beads of grass in the graveyard had water drops on them from the rain the glistened in the light illuminating from the one street lap that worked. His bright blue eyes just stared at the pile of mud quietly waiting. Above the pile was a grave marker stating "Micheal Way, 1989-2010 Beloved son, and brother" If his heart worked properly he would feel a pang of guilt and sorrow. He remembered the day he had to leave, just like Micheal.

The pale man never wanted this, neither did the boy but that was life. They life that he and Michael now owned. He didn't under stand why his punishment called for this, Micheal hadn't deserved this...but then again neither did he exacticly. Now Micheal would suffer.

The pale one was pulled out of his deep mindset when the mud began to stir. The skinny little pale boy slowly raised out of the grave. He spit up blood and more thick mud. He turned and saw the pale one looking serious and was covered in mud and looked scare.

"Please...help me," Micheal stammered pleadingly.

Meanwhile...

"I dont care Gerard, really" the short man with eyeliner X's over his eyes.

"You should Frankie! I've killed people before..." Gerard said looking glumly at his coffee. He was pale but handsome, he seemed no more than 30 but in a way still looked young. Time was in a way not and was on his side.

"You said they were accidents," Frank said.

"They were but still..." Gerard said running his hand through his cherry red hair.

"It's ok...focus on the here and now," Frank said resting his hand on Gerard's.

Gerard was surprised that even though all the electrical currents that once ran through his body that animated him were now dead, Frank could still send sparks up Gerard's arm.

"So were's your friend Rob...?" Frank asked nonchalantly removing his hand and picking up his coffee.

"Bob...he's... he's been called away," Gerard said getting nervous.

"Called away? For what?" Frank asked curiously.

"He just got into trouble and had to go talk to some of the major vampires more up north," Gerard said trying to look un-phased by this. True what Bob had done was unforgivable, but Gerard was no stranger to the Vampire council. They were infamous for having no mercy. Bob was sure to face a punishment, and one that was not easy either. Gerard probably wouldn't see his friend for another 5 or 10 years now and by then it'll be to late.

"Is he going to be ok?" Frank asked.

"yea," lies.

"He seems nice..."

"He is," more lies.

An semi-awkward silence filled the table the two were sitting at. But suddenly a tall man with long blond hair appeared at the table and glanced at Gerard. "Red hair, vacant expression...you must be a weasly," he said slyly and walked away.

"Dammit, I knew we shouldn't of come out on the Harry potter midnight premiere night..." Gerard said frustratedly.

Meanwhile...

"Get up..." the pale man barked picking up the shovel and holding it in both hands waiting for Mikey to straighten up.

"Hang on Bob I cant even feel my legs I can barely stand!" The mikey boy whined.

Bob walked up to him and whacked his legs with the shovel. "Better?" he asked seriously.

"Oww! No that hurt!" Mikey said now falling over on the leg Bob had hit.

"Well you said you couldn't feel your legs did that bring a little feeling back to them?" Bob smirked with a sarcastic tone. "Use your brains Mikey that'll be a vital part to your life now if you wanna stay alive..."

Mikey stuck out his tongue at Bob like a 5 year old boy. "Wait... what do you mean stay alive?" he asked panicked.

"It's a long story but we need to get outta here before you starve...common," Bob said walking through the damp grass kicking the beads of water away, Mikey followed silently like a puppy.

They walked a few miles into the quiet, dark forest when Bob finally stopped and turned to Mikey, who wasn't paying attention and ran into Bob. He just stood there, still and serious. "Mikey... You're a vampire..." he said about as sadly as a vampire could.

"What?" Mikey asked. His eyes filled with confusion and fear. "Do my parents know?"

He really withed that Mikey wouldn't have asked that. "As far as they know you're dead. You can never go back. Your life as a human has ended and now you have a new life, you can't go back..."

It took Mikey a second to think about what Bob had just said. "Why?"

"Mikey..." Bob said, trying to think of a way to explain his new life to the poor kid if he needed to.

His devastated expression slowly turned into an excited smile "That mean no more babysitting, no more rules! No more tuba and marching band! No more being shoved into lockers and being called a nerd!" He started dancing around.

"Gee Mikey why would anyone call you a nerd.." Bob muttered then yanked his arm, "come on, we don't have time for this. You need to feed."

Mikey said as if he still had more celebrating to do. "Why?"

"Because..." Bob said trying to think of how to explain it. "Its just something new vampires need to do."

"Why?"

"Just because!" This was going to be a long eternity.

"Why? Does this mean i have to kill people?" Mikey asked nervously.

"No! You can absolutely cannot kill anybody!" Bob demanded now turning around making eye contact.

"Why?"

"Because you have no reason to kill people you're-"

"Yes I do! You should see how mean people at school are to me! I wanna kill people, and your so mean, and I'm so hungry and all you do it talk! You're the worst maker ever!" Mikey said in that whiny voice again and plopped down and crossed his legs.

"look, you're going to mainstream like I do. You get blood donations from the hospital, you can go out and meet people and be a vampire out in the open but you have to follow the human and the vampire laws..." Bob said trying to explain it calmly and be a little softer with the newborn vampire.

"...why?" Mikey asked looking up at him with innocent but hungry eyes.

"Damn it Mikey your driving me crazy! Why the hell can't you just shut up?" Bob yelled, glaring at mikey.

"What the hecks your problem?" he said in a slightly pissed off voice. He realized what hed said and he quickly covered his mouth. That was the first time that he'd ever cussed in his life.

Bo braised his eyebrow at him then laughed. "Wow Mikey! Your a vampire now and you cant even handle saying heck?"

Mikey realized that his parents couldn't stop him now, as Bob had said, his human life was over... that meant he didn't have to watch his language. "Wow... That actually felt kinda good... Heck...Damn. Bitch. Shit... Oh my god I can even say fuck! fuck fuck fuck!" He getting excited again and smiling like an idiot.

"Are you done now?" Bob asked slightly amused although he refused to show it.

"I'll tell you when im fucking done!" he yelled. He got silent for a few seconds,"Okay, I'm done."

Bob rolled his eyes and hid a secret smile. They kept walking throught the silent woods and all they could hear were their footsteps.