Author's notes: In honor of Halloween I am posting a new Fanfiction! And this new Fanfiction is on Cirque Du Freak, it's kind of different for me to write something other than anime but bear with me……..it should be pretty decent. This takes place a little bit after Darren becomes Mr. Crepsley's assistant, so maybe during the second book. This is my own character's point of view this story is basically on him. Forgive me if everything isn't up to date it's been like a year since I last read these.

Disclaimer: I do not own Cirque Du freak, that would be Darren Shan and he's amazing!

Warnings: I rated this T for a reason this contains BoyXboy relationships and language. If you do no not like it than I suggest you click the back button

Prologue

Rainbowness

I breathed in and out slowly as I felt Larten Crepsley lead me threw the crisp midnight air. I was too afraid to talk, I felt as if someone had zipped up my mouth and would not allow me to speak. Was I allowed to speak? Was I allowed to breath? I wasn't sure, all I knew was that I was scared and I just wanted to go back to my family and act like this was all a dream.

I shouldn't have allowed this creep to turn me into a slave of the night, it was miserable. All the pain that I have endured already made me crazy the pounding headaches, the lust for blood, and the slight sensitivity to sunlight. The worst part of it was he said it would get worse after I went threw something called "The purge?" what the hell is that? It sounds like some type of sexual thing I develop on my head or something? This crazy vampire confuses me, everything that comes out of his mouth is

The words are to big for me to understand

I don't care enough to listen

My thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Crazy or whatever the hell his name was broke the silence.

"I hope you and Darren get along fine" he smiled his long finger nails digging into my skin.

Did he even realize that he was hurting me? If so is he doing it on purpose? Either way I'm not going to say anything about it, it would just make me look like a baby and apparently in order to be a vampire you have to be strong and manly. If that means that I have to endure pain or go without showering for the rest of my life. Than so be it.

My mind suddenly filled with another question: Who was Darren?

"Who's Darren?" I squeaked trying not to sound too nervous or scared.

"Well in a way I guess he is your new brother, it will be you, me, and him as one big happy family" he answered releasing his nails out of my skin.

"Is Darren a vampire too?" I asked my mind filling with all sorts of curiosity.

"Yah he's just like you, about the same age too, except he had people who cared about him, you really wont be missed" he replied.

The comment made me want to punch the old coot I mean sure I really was ignored and treated with disrespect in my family but being with them was a lot better than being with this smelly vampire. I no longer admired the vampires, all the stories, comics, and stuff on television lied about them. They were disgusting creatures that really had no need to be alive. The sad part about this is….I was one of them now. But I will never accept the fact at least not without a fight.

We stopped at the traveling circus known as the Cirque Du freak, I've heard about it from locals but I would never have the guts to actually go and experience it. But perhaps with the new life I have fatefully gotten myself into I will be seeing a lot of the Cirque Du Freak.

Mr. Crepsley lead me to a very small tent and opened it up, inside appeared to be two sleeping boys. One was fast asleep curled up in a ball, he had snake like skin and looked very similar to a snake itself. While the other was wide awake he had a smile on his face as I stepped into the tent.

"This him?" he whispered to Mr. Crepsley, I turned to find the old coot nodding.

"I'm Darren nice to meet you, I'm glad that you're my new assistant" he gave me a sly smile.

Everything about him made my heart pound inside my chest, his handsome features, the way his smile, and everything about him made him intimidating to me. Was he truly my age? Was I just a slave for him or could I actually become his friend?

"I-I'm Jade" I squeaked like a little boy going threw puberty.

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Ok peeps tell me what you think! Should I delete it? Keep going? Make it one shot? You decide your reviews will be greatly appreciated.