Hey it's up! And really late, I'm sorry! Just be happy and don't hunt me down. This one's gonna show her first day as a vampire (obviously). THIS is the chapter that shows some stuff like the Cirque Du Freak series, like what vampires can do and half-vampires can do. BTW, I got the 10th CDF book for Christmas! SIGNED BY DARREN SHAN HIMSELF! Sorry I just had to scream that out somewhere. So… okay ignore me and get on with the story.

Chapter Nine:

It took a while for Andrea to fall asleep. Her coffin made her a little stiff, plus she knew her life would be drastically changed. Andrea laid in her coffin constantly thinking about Hannah, and what would happen to her. Would she become a vampire too? Would she rot in that dungeon for all eternity? Or could she persuade Von Rosa in letting her go? All this thinking made Andrea finally drift off to sleep.

The next night, Andrea was awoken by a sharp rapping on her coffin door. She stirred, and wearily opened her eyes.

"What?" she said, a little agitated. "Can't I go back to sleep?"

She heard Dan laugh. "No, you can't," he said. "We have some work to do."

Andrea pushed open the top of her coffin. Von Rosa's coffin sat in the corner opened. The vampire was gone from the room. Dan stood before her with a silver tray and a glass of blood. Andrea stared at him, disgusted.

"Do I have to drink that stuff? It's disgusting." Dan laughed at her.

"You'll have to if you want to live," he replied. "It tastes a lot better than vampire blood, trust me. Besides, you're only a half-vampire. You don't have to drink that much. As a matter of fact, there are a lot of things different from half vamps and full vampires."

Andrea looked at him curiously. "Like what?"

Dan smiled, and told her that half-vamps could move around during the day, and that they didn't have to drink much blood. Her senses were a lot sharper. Her eyes and fangs could change back to her normal human form, but she'd still be a vampire, not fully human. Her hair would grow quickly, but she could cut it how she liked (she sighed, thankful. She wasn't a fan of really long hair). He told her about flitting, a super-fast way of running only full vampires could do, a special knock-out gas vampires used on their victims, and the special way they sucked blood.

Andrea listened intently. Daniel gave her the glass of blood, and smiled weakly. Andrea took it, but did not drink it.

"Can't it wait?" she asked.

Dan smiled again. "No," he said simply. Andrea grimaced, and drank the blood slowly. It did taste better than vampire blood. It was warm and salty, kind of like saltwater, but less bitter. She drank the entire glass and licked her lips.

"It wasn't too bad, I guess," she said. Dan had told her that she wouldn't need blood for a while, like three or four weeks from now. She still had to eat food however.

Dan opened the second half of her coffin and led her down several more hallways and corridors. He stopped at a familiar blank wall.

"We're not supposed to be here," he said. "But I can see in your eyes that we must." He took her hand and walked through the wall. The same liquid feeling she had earlier flowed around her. When they were at the other side of the cold stone wall, Andrea gasped.

Hannah laid in the dungeon, filthier than ever. She was asleep. Her clothes were still a little torn (not as bad as Andrea's were now). Andrea's mind drifted back to the first time she came here. Her leg was broken not two days ago, and her neck was seriously bleeding. She could remember how hard it was to breathe, and seeing Hannah inches from death. Andrea sank to her knees next to Hannah, and softly shook her shoulder.

"Hannah? Hannah wake up," she murmured. Hannah blinked. Her blue eyes shone in the moonlight through the top of the dungeon. Suddenly, Hannah snapped. She stood up and scurried to the other side of the room.

"V-v-vampires…" she stuttered. She pointed at Andrea and Daniel. "I-I thought…can-t b-be…" Andrea stared at her. Tears welled up in her eyes. She stepped toward Hannah.

"Hannah, it's me, Andrea," she whispered. "I'm your best friend, remember?" She turned to Dan. "How do I change to my human form?"

Dan closed his eyes. His skin grew paler, his gray shirt turned black, and a black leather coat seemed to grow out of the shirt around his body and arms. His ripped black pants mended themselves, and black boots appeared at his feet. He looked like a teenage Von Rosa. Opening his eyes, Andrea saw that they were exactly the same as hers. Hannah began to scream, until Dan held his hand over her mouth. Hannah shook her head, but Daniel held a firm grip.

Andrea stared at both of them. She closed her eyes, thinking hard. Suddenly, her hair shortened to its usual length, her eyes changed to their usual dark gray, and her fangs shortened to her normal-sized teeth. Hannah's eyes widened, and she muttered a full sentence.

"I-I thought I was hallucinating," she said. "Now I know I am." Andrea stepped toward her.

"You're not seeing things," she said in a comforting tone. "This is the awful truth." She hugged Hannah. Hannah shoved her down. Andrea's face hit the stone floor for what felt like the millionth time in the past two days. Hannah kicked Andrea hard in the ribs.

"You're not really Andrea," she said hotly. "You're just some blood-sucking traitor who pretended to really be my friend! You planned this, didn't you? You always wanted to watch all those stupid horror movies with me, when you know I was afraid of them. So now you think it'd be amusing to put me in one, is that what you think, you lying little freak! I never should have trusted you, you… you…" Hannah paused for breath. "I hate you. I hate all of you! You and your kind! Let me out of here! I want to go home! I never want to see you again!"

Andrea was shocked. She had never seen Hannah so furious. That moment, the wall rippled. Dan turned around.

"Well, well, what have we here? Two little half vampires with my prisoner? Surely you'd know better than this, especially you Daniel…"

Andrea, Dan, and Hannah stared as Von Rosa entered the dungeon. Hannah looked queasy. Dan looked apprehensive. Andrea's face looked blank. Von Rosa grabbed the two half vampires by their shirt collars. Andrea's ribs hurt again, and she felt her feet leave the ground. Looking to the left she saw Dan had been lifted onto Von Rosa's shoulder. Hannah stared.

"Hannah, please, listen to me! I'm your friend! Von Rosa's transformed me, but I'm really still your friend! Help me, please!" Andrea cried.

Von Rosa rolled his eyes. "Oh, boo-hoo, your fwend doesn't wike you anymore," he said in a babyish voice. "Your life's a soap opera, woe is me." He laughed nastily, and dragged them through the dungeon wall. Hannah stared, confused and helpless, as she caught another glimpse at Andrea's weeping face.