Hello, whoever may be reading! It's been a long time and I'm just now typing out the next chapter for Broken. When I put the first chapter up all those years ago, I had already worked on the 2nd and 3rd chapters but never got around to putting them on here. Mainly due to lack of computer and misplacing the papers but other than that I guess we could just chalk it up to laziness. I know, bad Panda… but life has moved on and I've run across the pages I had written, so now here I am and here it is lol I can't say for sure if I'll be continuing with this story, but there is always a possibility. For now, I hope you all enjoy what I have now. Thank you!

Chapter 2

Cam jolted awake, his head aching terribly. It took him a few seconds to recollect what had happened.

"Lyra!" He sat up and twisted around looking for her. She lay a few feet away, face down. He hurried to her and gently turned her over. What he saw made him sob. Her throat was torn open, blood no longer flowing from the opening. Her brown eyes stared at nothing.

He held her in his arms, hugging her close and rocking back and forth. "No no no… I love you… I'm so sorry…"

Do you not see what they did? The ominous voice returned, whispering through his mind. They took her away from you. The Red Ones did this to you.

Cam remembered the vampire's red tattoos. It filled him with the anger he had felt moments before. A cold chill slowly traveled up his spine.

They must pay.

With those words Cam's anger and sorrow grew. The cold wrapped around his body like tendrils of ice. He clutched Lyra's lifeless body to his chest. The voice's words echoed in his skull.

"They must pay." He coldly agreed. Some part, deep in his mind, told him this was seriously wrong. To not fall for this, but at that moment, all he wanted was to avenge Lyra. He loved her dearly and hate clouded his thoughts. His pride, along with everything else he believed in, disappeared.

I can give you power. Should you choose to accept it, you will do all I tell you. Follow me and you will obtain your revenge.

Without hesitation or remorse, Cam spoke. "I accept." Pain laced up his limbs and torso. Tentacles of darkness sliced open his skin, causing blood to pool from the openings. Most of the tendrils soaked up the blood from the cuts, while a few others dug into the wounds, crawling beneath the skin, burrowing themselves inside till they melded with his body. Lyra's body lay on the ground, Cam above her, filled with intense pain. What tendrils where left, retreated from him when they had their fill. Cam lay on the ground, groaning in pain. His vision danced with spots of grey. He reached a shaking hand and held Lyra's hand for comfort. It was cold, when they use to be so warm. Now that warmth was gone. More tears slide from his green eyes.

The deal is done.

Cam blacked out once more.