KuroiMochi: Hey Darren, which nickname suits me most? Kuro-chan or Mochi-chan?

Darren: I think Kuro-koi is nice. *smirking*

KuroiMochi: *blush* D-don't say things like that!

Darren: *laughs* Kuro-koi doesn't own anything in the Darren Shan Saga.

KuroiMochi: Don't call me that!!! *still blushing*

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Chapter 1

DARREN~

Evra and I continued walking down the street as he continued his constant ramblings about his life as a child in the orphanage or at a different freak show. Usually I'd listen, but I heard his story too many times to bother caring anymore.

"And I always thought that an orphanage was a nice place for kids to play but I was wrong…" Evra said as I pretended to listen. Suddenly, I felt a wave of luxurious smell hit me with full force. It was the most amazing thing in the world, like a combination of cinnamon and vanilla, thick on my tongue, making it water in anticipation.

Blood.

I searched for the source of the scent with my eyes. They stopped at a dark alley a few blocks away. Normally, a human wouldn't see a single thing in a place that far, but for a vampire, we could see everything much more clearly than any human would. My eyes were fixed upon a small figure in the alley. Evra noticed that I diverted my attention from him and followed my gaze.

"What are you staring at?" he asked, squinting his scaly eyelids.

"There seems to be someone in that alley," I replied. I began running towards the delicious smell but tried to hold back my thirst. We reached the entrance of the alleyway and found a young boy collapsed on the ground with blood surrounding him. His arms were covered in fresh cuts, blood oozing out of them. I inspected the boy a little closer and saw that he looked exactly like me when I was younger.

Evra was apparently thinking the same thing when he asked, "Is he your little brother?"

"No. I don't even know who he is."

The boy had the same shaggy blackish brown hair as me. His skin was pale. And he wore the same dress shirt I wore when I ran away with Crepsley ten years ago and a pair of khaki shorts.

I watched as Evra put his ear to the boy's face. "He's not breathing."

I gasped. Not breathing. Is he dead? "What do we do?"

"I dare you to give him CPR."

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