Unfortunately, I do not own Vampire Game; although I wish I did. My apologies if this offends you; but anyone who thinks I do own this can go jump off a cliff.

In a season we all halt to taste

life's pleasures amid the waste,

but we'll share a secret my friend,

and upon it another life may depend.

Duzzell-

I breath in and relax; letting my false form disappear. Silver hair skitters down my back, I assume my traditional clothes while opening my now ice blue eyes. Ishtar's eyes widen as she realizes who I am. Darres on the other hand, doesn't and tosses Sida; the legendary sword; to Philos, missing him completely; and it hits the floor with a clang. Sighing, Philos makes a grab for it, but I'm there first, my long fingers closing around the hilt and then I am dancing lightly out of his magical range.

"Missing something?" I laugh as he glares daggers at me, and for the first time in my life. . . I notice how sexy his body really is.

The secret crosses in creations veins

it will wash a friends wanton pains;

Taking shape in careful prayer and

changing shape, but He remains.

Philos-

"What do you want with a sword you can't draw, Vampire King Duzzel?" I'm staring at the Vampire King and servant, my eyes filled with hate.

A moment taken from behind the fold

a light spread darkness and rolled

which, for the fabric of an eternity,

HE doth Himself contrive and behold.

Duzzel-

I blink slowly, almost unsure how to answer when he asks me the question. He grins, forming an attack spell; Shirahime-Syo, an ice spell, a powerful blizzard; and then launching it. I automatically countering it causing my sword to shatter. Stupid cheap thing. . . Philos snickers just as my sword shatters into pieces.

We speak of advocacy, not vain pursuit

of this and other endeavors to dispute;

And prayers and actions to grow a vine,

so our friend may taste life's sweet wine.

Philos-

"Now what? How are you going to fight me?" I ask smugly. I know it's a bad idea to taunt him, but I love it when he's mad; I know I should be thinking about other things, like say killing him, but I just can't seem to stop thinking about how sexy he is when he is mad.

Heaven nulls the vision of despair

and advocacy will set a soul on fire,

casting out darkness for we ourselves,

and for our friend, it too shall expire.

Duzzel-

Blinking slowly, I twirl Sida once and snap my fingers, Raules and I vanishing in a blistering column of flame.

"Find Me" was written on the floor; a challenge Philos was sure to accept.

Now this secret gained, for it will be repaid

and not with gold, nor a favor to trade

but your action and prayer, great and small

joining hands along the floor and by the wall.

Philos-

The bastard skipped out on me. . .with my sword!

"Dammit." I swear and glance at the message, frowning slightly when a kwral races in and hops into Ishtar's arms. She giggles in delight. I frown when she says its name. "Duzzie, you're back!" Darres laughs, but I speak, "You do know what the THING is, right?" "Duzzie isn't a thing!" The queen shrieks at me and I cringe slightly. The kwral sticks it's tongue out at me and I explode in anger. Only my pride holds my back from slaughtering both the queen and the stupid animal.

Gravity: Now wasn't that a wonderful start?

Philos: I'm sure it was. . . And what's with the poem?

Duzzell: *Snorts*

Gravity: Be quiet! You two are just characters! Now, to my readers, you know what to do right? Just click the blue review button, okay?

Philos: As if they would even do that. . .

Gravity & Duzzel: *Smack Philos over the head*

Philos: What the hell was that for?