Annnnd this beast is for Savy! It was kind of a followup to the first one, haha. STILL OLLLD, PROBABLY STILL CANON-KILLING IN SOME WAY.. /endscapsattack.

Also, sorry, but given I am a huge fan of the lost boys...chapters may wind up being named after lyrics of songs that were in the movie, and other stuff like that. .;

oh right, so much stuff in this goes against canon. I know they wouldn't have left him down there, as I said in the one before this, but I'm too lazy to edit this for logic haha. this is also a bit longer than the last one.

Savy wasn't sure what had compelled her to take this long walk; what nagging little voice has insisted she revisit the very place she'd shown her worth. There had almost been a reason in the beginning of the journey, but whatever it was...It was gone now, it had faded.

Whatever planning or forethought had gone into this little venture was nonexistent now; the twelve-year old was grasping at straws to even remember anything she'd done or said in the past hour. It was if she'd been in a trance, simply along for the ride and carried wherever her feet dared take her. It seemed like a disturbing notion, but it didn't bother Savy all that much. It was expected, really. Planning was not exactly her area of expertise, and if anything surprised her it was the fact she'd even had a ploy in the first place.

Aimlessly wandering was something that happened sometimes. She had done it much more in her younger years before those saints of robots had adopted her- though, this was the first time in a while Savy had simply..taken a walk. Normally, there wasn't all-too-much on her mind when she did.

This time, however, things were different. There was quite a lot on her mind; a decision that felt monumental weighing on her shoulders. Perhaps she had taken the walk in an attempt to get her mind off of the matter, to have a moment's peace from the issue before she had to make up her mind.

If that had been the reasoning behind it all, then she had failed abysmally. The thoughts hadn't left her mind for so much as a nano-second, and so caught up in them, she'd wandered into the sewers. Right through the various systems to where she'd made her first, and thus far only, kill.

Savy hadn't been looking to end up here, she could barely remember even entering the sewers. It seemed odd, of course. She wasn't blind, or stupid or anything. Generally, her old haunts were as familiar as the back of her hand and she was able to navigate to, through, and from them in a state like this. But she'd never been in this neck of the sewers before that night several weeks ago, nor had she ever intended to crawl down them again. There was simply no real reason to.

Yet, here she was.

This was where it had happened- the thing that had spun her on this unexpected course. The thing which had led to the question she still had to answer, and all the pressure that came with it.

The spunky preteen sighed as she found herself climbing down the walls, down to the pit of the vampire's old lair. At a time, it had been a terrifying place. She would have behaved a lot differently-had her plazooka or energy absorption field generator on her. But not this time. Not anymore, they were useless. He was dead now, wasn't he? That meant this place was a graveyard...A true one.

And how fitting that she had laid him to rest in that ship of his-shaped like a coffin that now acted as one. Star Command had left it there, closing it with a weak, half-hearted seal. Even the seasoned rangers knew the vampire was dead. There was no need to bring him back, no need to attempt and prevent looters or robotic vigilantes from desecrating his corpse. That was what he deserved, after all. He deserved to die, deserved to have his limbs ripped off, to be cannibalized just as he had terrorized and torn apart any robot he got his disgusting hands on.

It gave Savy nothing short of an immense amount of pride to know that she had been the one to put him offline. That she had saved other robots from becoming a future meal. Buzz Lightyear had helped, of course. That was what he did, he was a hero. But in the end, she had made the final blow and it had made her life all the better.

Perhaps she owed the vampire a half-assed 'thanks you jerk', for putting her in the position she was currently at. Had she never had reason to chase after him, had she never driven the stake through his randometer and power grid, she never would have wound up with this sort of offer. But even so, Savy still hated him; everything he'd done, everything he was. She was glad he was dead. Her only regret had been how fast the entire thing had gone. Pleasing as it was, he hadn't suffered. At least, not the way she thought he should have.

But Savy had grown to accept disappointments in life. She of all people knew you didn't always get what you really wanted. It had all worked out fine in the end, anyway. Except for one thing- the choice.

Apparently, she had made quite an impression on some people over at Star command. She was still too young for the Ranger academy, of course...There were several years to go before she could even think of enrolling. And goodness knew the junior space rangers were nothing but boy and girl scouts; their activities all too tame, mundane, and downright ridiculous for a girl like her. Yet, they wanted to keep an eye on her. They wanted Savy to enroll in the academy when she was old enough; wanted her to get her life back on track, to be able to pursue justice like she had against the energy vampire...Just, more according to the law. Buzz had put in a good word for her after seeing her in action. Of course he had touched on her immaturity a bit; an honest boyscout until the very end.

He hadn't hurt her chances, however. Captain Nebula had seemed to like her brand of spunk, if his compliment was anything to go by. He had even made the suggestion to keep an eye on her, remarking how disappointed he would be if he didn't find her enrolled in the academy in the next few years.

Normally, that sort of thing didn't suit her. Or so she told herself. Maybe she did really secretly or not so secretly want this. After all, she had eagerly grasped at the first chance to join up after Buzz had helped her take down Nos4-a2. She had felt..indebted to him, really, after all he'd done for and put up with from her. And now she owed him something else. An answer, for the great opportunity he had presented her. Savy was compelled to sigh again. It should have been an easy thing to answer, but it wasn't.

Savy and her parents had been invited to pack up and move to Capital City- where many junior space rangers and their families, and rangers themselves, lived. On Capital planet, which was always under the watchful eye of Star Command. Star Command was even willing to help them out, under the pretenses that she had 'saved' the lives of two rangers, and quite possibly Tradeworld itself. Really, they wanted to help her- something rangers did- but there had to be a reason...for the political side of things, she supposed.

It was a tempting offer. The help would place her and her adoptive parents in a much nicer city, a much nicer sector. Without all the seedy characters and crime that constantly left a black mark on Tradeworld. They could help her robotic parents get a job that paid well, and activities with the Junior Rangers would allow her to make at least -some- monetary gain on the side. She and her robotic parents had no real ship, no real mode of transportation themselves...so it required the Ranger's help to move everything. All in all, it seemed like the best choice- though her parents had left it up to her, entirely content to do whatever their adopted daughter thought best. All Star command asked was for them to leave Tradeworld behind.

It asked her to leave her entire life behind in the process.

Her conditions hadn't always been the best, but they were what she knew. Tradeworld was her home; she knew every nook and cranny of the city like a seasoned pro. It was where she had learned how to take care of herself.

..If she left it behind, her street smarts would cease to be of any importance. They would get her nowhere fast in the shining, law-abiding beacon of planets that was Captial planet..and certainly not very far within Star Command if she ever hoped to be a ranger. But it was all she knew. It was difficult to consider leaving every strength of hers behind. They asked her to be and become an entirely different person, and Savy wasn't sure if it was the best thing in the world for her.

...Still, it might be a good thing for her parents. Sure, she loathed the thought of becoming everything she wasn't, but at the end of the day, so long as her parents were online Savy could make it through whatever. Without them, she was lost, bitter, and jaded. She could survive on the streets if she wanted, but what she really wanted was a family. Tradeworld was not a good place for families.

She had almost lost them here, anyway.

" Thanks for upsetting everything."

Savy found it hard to dwell on both sides of the argument; it was difficult for her weigh the pros and cons and remain indecisive because of them. She preferred to linger on one side and one side only, and push ahead full-throttle with it. Her mind was starting to become uncertain again, dwelling on every little part of her that would be affected by this huge leap. Bothered by the pressure mounting, she could only do the one thing she knew would relieve that stress- blame it on somebody else.

She kicked the coffin-shaped transport device, finding it a rather soothing activity in comparison to making a choice that would impact the rest of her life in one way or another. Savy kicked it again and again, taking a meager amount of pleasure in the action. It wouldn't solve her problems, and he was dead anyway- but still, it helped momentarily.

The twelve-year old stopped only when she had broken the coffin's seal, causing the lid to pop back open- something that perturbed her a bit, but only because it seemed...weaker than expected. Star Command had closed it enough to keep a child like her from getting into it, not sure what sort of contraptions the vampire had built into it. Strong as she might be, Savy knew it was unlikely the seal had given in to her power and hers alone.

Somebody had been here.

They had closed the coffin's lid, when all was said and done, but had gotten at least some revenge. The fine lining of the top of the coffin had been slashed apart, as if done by some crazed animal- or more likely, a furious vigilante like herself.

Savy smirked at the thought, comforted that not everybody had turned a blind eye to the vampire's robotic assaults. And that somebody had taken the time to track him down, obviously claiming their revenge on his personal property. It made her morbidly curious what had become of his body- if whoever had done this bothered to leave any pieces at all.

Intrigued, Savy inched closer, leaning over the side of the coffin to get a better look at the vampire's corpse; her dark imagination running through multiple scenarios on how it might have been desecrated or looted for parts. What she found, was hardly expected, if the gasp of surprise was anything to go by.

"...You can't be serious."

Disbelieving as the statement was, Savy's voice carried a grimly serious tone.

He was gone.

Not looted, not desecrated, not so much as a single spare part or torn wire was left behind. Her mind wanted to believe somebody had simply stolen the entire body, but Savy knew better. The clues pointed elsewhere. The slash marks on other sides of the coffin ship, the dried remnants of cervo fluid where she had struck him that trailed over one side of the coffin, and onto the floor.

Savy jumped back as she made that discovery. The fluid was the robot equivalent of blood, and only Nos-4-a2 had been struck within his coffin. That left only one, terrible revelation. He had managed to survive.

Her eyes darted the shadows, suspecting the creature lurked in every single one of them- as if he had been there the entire time, patiently waiting weeks for her to return and make that discovery before he claimed revenge.

But there was nothing. It was dead silent; no hissing, no robotic gears moving about as a robot shifted. No fresh cervo fluid- just the stains of it..Leading out of the coffin, onto the floor, and scaling over a wall until she could see no more- just one of the sewer entrances. In a discarded pile of robot parts that rusted over in the corner of the room- the results of Buzz unfortunately having to destroy some of the vampire's robot minions before they could kill him- lay a familiar object.

Even from a distance, Savy recognized it. It was her energy absorption field, what she had used to 'kill' Nos-4-a2. Mustering enough courage to move, Savy slowly wandered over, digging through the parts, respectfully so, until she pulled the stake out. The tip was covered in dry cervo fluid. It no longer crackled with energy, as there was nothing to absorb nearby- but it was still attached to something...A randometer. The vampire had ripped it out of his own chest, just to get the stake out of his body

Savy stared at it for a good several minutes, reconsidering how she felt on many levels. It seemed she had underestimated the vampire. And now he had escaped...She could only hope he had crawled off to die somewhere in solitude, but her instincts told her better. No, he was alive. Probably feeding. Most robots were built with emergency power supplied somewhere...If she hadn't managed to dent that area at all, and the absorption field had been content with just the randometer..it could have kicked in. Offering a minor amount of power, not a lot, but enough for him to go drain a weak robot.

And then from there another, and another..

"..This can't be happening. Not again."

Savy's thoughts immediately drifted back to her parents. What if he found them again? What if he wanted revenge so badly, he'd been stalking her? Trying to find out her files? What if he ever found out she had robots for parents?

Her hands began to shake at the very thought. Oh, this was terrible. She should have made sure he was dead...She should have come back much sooner, she shouldn't have given him any time at all to recover. She should have considered the possibility that things would go wrong. They always seemed to for her!

She pushed aside all hesitations, all thoughts of love and familiarity for Tradeworld. Everything it had given it, everything it had to offer...fell by the wayside, immediately.

She couldn't lose her parents again. No, she couldn't let it happen. She wouldn't stand by and watch helplessly this time. She'd do what she had to in order to keep them safe; in order to put as much distance between them and the robot vampire as was possible.

She'd accept the offer. They'd move to Capital planet. And if that vampire ever showed his ugly face again, Savy silently promised herself that she would be sure to put him down once more. Permanently.