Ash wiped the blood off of his mouth and headed back towards the campsite. Hopefully, they wouldn't notice. Hopefully.

He had to admit, living this life was hard. Torturous, even. He wanted to get out of it. But he couldn't.

Not until he ran into a werewolf, that is.

He was stuck at this age forever. Age ten every single year. Because of that, he would never die. His worst enemy, who was an adult werewolf, wouldn't even kill him. According to Josh, he was way too cute to kill. If Josh wouldn't, no one would.

He only had one way to die, and that would basically be suicide. He would never, ever do it. He wouldn't, no matter how much he wanted to die!

Brock had aged three years since the beginning of Sinnoh. He was now twenty-four. Dawn was thirteen. He was still ten. Ten forever.

Being a vampire sucked.