Alright so I have changed my mind...again...
This WILL NOT be the last chapter. Even if it was, I still had to put up and Epilogue. So for those of you guys who wanted more detail and more chapters, you are in luck!And if you didn't, well, sucks to be you!
Alright, so this is going to take place in Darren's coma...state of mind...thing. So hope you enjoy it!
***this is dedicated to the awesomely awesome KBerry***
Disclaimer: I don't own CDF nor HP...haven't I already said this like..a LOT? Remind me, WHY do we all have to put these? It's clear we don't own them otherwise we would have made the fics HAPPEN in the books! duh. :P
Darren's POV
Darkness...
It was almost completely dark all the time. I did see some flashed of light, but I think that might have been some memories going by or something. There was this one pit where if you went into it, you could die. That's how most people go when they are in a coma apparently.
I walked around for a while, but I got bored very quickly. I had no way of telling the time when I was there. I tried keeping track of how long I was in here, but to no luck.
I did however have a few things to do. One was sleeping. The other two were breathing and blinking.
I was so bored. I remembered a few songs that I listened to when I was human and tried to remember what the lyrics were so I could sing along.
I mostly just lied down or walked around. I even screamed this one time, as loud as I could, to see if it echoed inside my head.
The sad thing was that it did.
I was lying down one day and was just looking in nothing in general, just wondering eyes. I was itching pretty badly. I think I got a few scabs or something, but I was scratching like crazy. That time when I tried to sing to distract me from scratching. My ears screamed at me for being a fool. Either I was singing to loud, or somebody had just screamed into my ears!
I shook my head and groaned. I grew a lot of hair on my head that morning and the hair was now down to my shoulders. It wasn't easy getting used to it either.
I usually just sat there in the dark, thankful that I had the dark, not the light. I think that my eyes would have died. I know my ears weren't happy at all about me singing, and they were still hurting. I closed my eyes and yawned. I was walking around so much that I was to the point of just running instead of walking.
If you are thinking that I was just walking in circles, you are wrong. I walked/ran in a straight line. I was trying to see if this place ever had a place to stop. Like a wall or something. I never found one, but I did get fit getting rid of all this mysterious energy. I didn't even eat. I wondered why I had all of this energy, but never got an answer until..well..later.
I had enough of all this crap. I wanted to escape from the darkness. I backtracked to the place where I came in first. I looked around. Yep. I was lost. I had no idea where to go. I was surrounded with darkness in this place when I first woke up. And by now...I was still surrounded by the darkness.
I sometimes wished that Mr. Crepsley was there. He would have known what to-
Suddenly, I fell into a puddle of Darkness. I tried to get out, but the darkness was fierce. I didn't want to go anymore, I want to live again. This was the place where people died!
I tried to get out, but the more I struggled, the more I was sucked in. Eventually I was taken under the darkness. I was so freaked out that I started thrashing about. All of my air was now gone. I clawed to get to the top, but to no avail. I screamed, but that only wasted more air, and hurt my ears.
As I was about to struggle more, I remembered what you're suppose to do if you were ever caught in quick sand. Stay as still as you could and not move.
I did that and I was so still, I literally felt my heart stop for a few seconds. I freaked out at that point only to realize that it was suppose to do that. I wasn't breathing or moving, so it should shut down.
I closed my eyes and slowly let my self fall deep into the darkness.
Then I felt this surge through me, almost as if I was burning alive or something. I woke up and saw that I was out of the darkness. I had no idea how, but I was out on land. Or..something close to that. It was still pitch black, but at least I was able to tell where I was going now.
The darkness hole(where I got sucked in)..thingy... was now a bright purple and was shining with some silver specks. I raised an eyebrow and just backed off. I wanted some sleep anyway.
I lied about 20 feet away from the hole and tried to sleep. But something was...wrong. I dunno what, but it felt as if the world somehow got different all of a sudden. I gave up sleeping and tried to get up. I couldn't. It felt like I was just...there, like it wasn't my body at all.
I could feel my body, but I couldn't control it.
Then, everything stopped. My lungs stopped moving, my heart stopped, even I stopped. I couldn't think, could comprehend the situation at all. I was pretty much frozen...I suddenly opened my eyes and saw white for the first time. I tried to see more, but then I closed my eyes and everything completely shut down. It felt as if my body was melting away from me.
But just as it was about to melt away, I gasped as hard as I had ever done before and snapped upwards in the bed I was in. I opened my eyes for the first time in months to see some nurses around me.
Mr. Crepsley's POV
I stayed by Darren everyday for months. Eventually, they had made me leave. But I did not mind, whenever they did that I was somewhat glad so that way I could get some sleep and sneak out to get blood but always upset whenever I was not near Darren. I had to make sure that he was going to be alright, that he would survive.
At first when they told me that Darren was in a coma, I had to ask what a come was and what all the details were.
The doctor stared at me very confused for a moment, before explaining what a coma was. There is many things that happen during and after a coma, but a coma is when a person is unconscious and will not respond to anything. Voices, touch, sounds, anything going on that is nearby. Yes, the person is still alive, but their brain is at the lowest stage of alertness it can be. When they are in a coma, you cannot simply shake and wake up the person. Life is not that way. You could easily do that if they were asleep, but not if they were in a coma.
When the person wakes up, they are rarely able to talk and remember everything like on television. They are,most of the time, confused and can slowly react to what is going on. It may take some therapy, but most of the time they do recover. If they make it out. I was told that very few people die from comas. Though sometimes it would take people a few weeks to come out of a coma, there have been cases where they come out after years. I hoped that Darren would not be one of those people who came out after years.
Darren was one of those people who bad things will always happen to. He had been through so much yet he always had put on a smile for the world. Both inside and out.
I was walking to the room where Darren was being held when a doctor came running out of the room. She looked freaked out for some reason so I went over to her to see what was wrong. As soon as she saw me she ran over to me and started screaming at me to come over immediately. I quickly followed her into the room and saw that Darren was covered in hair.
I was confused for a second, then realized that he hit his second purge. My eyes widened and I realized he had to get out of this place now. I turned towards the doctor and breathed the knock out gas on her. Once she was on the floor, I was out the door running towards our room but I skipped the elevator, It would only slow me down.
I ran into the room to find the Weasleys, Harry and Hermione packing their suite cases. I stopped for a few seconds panting, then marched over to Mr. Weasley. "Your wizard hospitals, so they accept vampires there?"
Mr. Weasley nodded. "Why? Is there something wrong with you?"
I shook my head and looked him in the eyes. "Not me. Darren. He can no longer stay here, he will raise questions for the humans."
Mr. Weasley looked at his family and their friends for a moment before nodding. "Alright. I'll help you get there."
I nodded and asked what I had to do. "Nothing accept hold onto my arm and carry Darren. After that, all I have to do is apparate."
"Apparate? What is that?" I asked.
"It's when you go from one place to another in a matter of a few seconds! It's so cool!" Ron shouted from across the room.
I store at him for a minute then nodded my head. "Quite." Sometimes that kid/demon is so annoying.
-A few hours later-
Once everybody, except Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Gavner, Harkat, and, of course, I, had left, we went down to Darren's room.
He was still hairy and unconscious, but he was still there. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gasped and looked towards the us. Gavner gasped and stuttered for an answer. "W-what time i-is this one?"
I sighed then shrugged. "I think it is the second one. He will be glad to know that he did not have to endure the purge for the second time."
Gavner nodded. Harkat spoke up for the first time in days. He was probably the most concerned for Darren (that would show it.) "Do you need us to help with anything?"
We looked at one-another, then shook our heads. "Alright, then, dearies. Let's go to St. Mungo's." Mrs. Weasley spoke softly to Gavner and Harkat.
Mrs. Weasley grabbed Gavner and Harkat and disappeared in front of my eyes. His eyes widened then he turned back to Darren.
"I do not know if these wires are keeping him alive or not." I said to Mr. Weasley, who was unplugging wires from both Darren and the machines.
"If it is, they will probably bring him back at St. Mungo's." Mr. Weasley said as he picked up Darren. "I changed my mind, I'll hold him through this. Wouldn't want to drop him on accident, now would you?" Mr. Weasley smiled at me.
"Okay. Now what is it that I have to do?" I asked. "Grab my arm. That's all. Oh, and don't let go."
I did as I was told and grabbed them wizard's arm. "Ready?" I nodded.
All of a sudden, I felt as if I was being squeezed through a small rubber tub. When I tried to breath, but no air came to my lungs. The scene around me was very blurry and was hard to focus on one thing without my eyes staring to ache.
Just when I had had enough, I was about to scream, everything stopped moving and I could breath once more. It was a good thing that I had a strong stomach, because if I did not I would have thrown up.
Mr. Weasley was already at the desk telling the nurse what was wrong with Darren and what he needed. The nurse was fine up to the point to where Mr. Weasley told her that Darren was a half vampire. She looked up at him and gasped. Her eyes darted wildly, not knowing where to look.
She told him what room to go put him in, and to place him on the bed carefully.
When Gavner and Harkat saw Darren, they came up to me and I shook my head. I followed Mr. Weasley into the room. Darren was now surrounded by doctors and nurses. When I had asked what they were doing, Mr. Weasley told me that they were trying to help Darren out of his coma.
I sat down and leaned back into the chair. I sighed and closed my eyes. Gavner and Harkat came into the room and sat down next to me. They asked Mr. Weasley how many people are allowed to stay with Darren. The nurse started to speak to them but I never really heard what the answer was. I fell asleep before I could hear.
I woke up to a loud beeping sound. When I woke up, a lot of doctors had apparated into the room and were getting to work on Darren. "What is going on? What is happening?" I asked one of the doctors that had came in.
The doctor looked at me and sighed impatiently. "He's not breathing and his heart stopped. It's really easy to fix if you get here early." She pushed my arm out of the way and went over to Darren.
I blinked a few times out of confusion. Then I looked at Darren.
He was pale and his head was tilted to the side. The monitors next to him had flat lines on them and made a loud sound and there was a few flashing lights on the wall next to him.
I sighed miserably and looked at Darren once again in pity. He always has had the worst of luck. He never got the life he should have. Once again, I saw the wrong in me blooding him. I should have never even stayed there. I should have taken Madam Octa back as soon as I noticed she was gone. Then left. But no. I had to study him and then let him burn in this misery of being a vampire.
I watched as they fussed over Darren for a while. The doctors told the nurses to go get them this or go get this person, then the nurse would return with another doctor.
Some of the doctors were yelling at each other and their wands had lights on the tip of them, trying to help him breath again and one was trying to get his heart to go again by shocking him here and there.
I put my hands on my face and leaned on the wall, and prayed to the gods that he would be alright.
I stayed like that for a while until the doctors stopped what they were doing and filed out of the door. The doctor that I had asked what was going on came over to me and tapped my shoulder. I put my hands down and looked up at her. She had black hair pulled back into a ponytail and was holding a clipboard with her wand attached to it on a clip on the side. She was frowning and had a few tears in her eyes, falling down her face.
"Larten Crepsley, right?" I nodded. "Why don't we go for a walk?"
I got up and followed her out into the hallway. A couple of nurses went into the room as I walked out of it. I looked back through the window just when the shut the blinds on the world. I could still hear the ring of the monitor up until they turned it off. Why would they turn it off? Do the not need it?
The doctor, whose name was Dr. Jill,walked me down to the waiting room and took two cups out of a stack of plastic cups then proceeded to pour some coffee into a cup for her and some blood for me out of her wand. She handed me the cup and sat down. When she gestured I do the same, I slowly sat down, fearing the worse. I gulped down a little blood, but I was not in the mood to drink. I was in the mood to know how my assistant is.
As if the woman read my mind, she spoke very softly and gently. "Do you want to know what happened to your assistant?"
I looked at her and sighed a heavy sigh. I wanted to, I really did, but at the same time, I did not want to know at all. After a moment of a silence, I slowly nodded my head.
Dr. Jill smiled and nodded her head a few times. Before she spoke, she wiped away a few tears and sniffed a little bit, still nodding her head and mouthing the word 'okay' over and over. She turned towards me, tears streaming down her face, and spoke in a soft voice. "Larten, or...Mr. Crepsley, whichever you want to be called, your assistant, Darren, he's...uh, he's..gone."
My eyebrows scrunched up and I took a few shaken breathes. "What? What are you saying?"
The doctor was about to tell him what she really meant- that Darren was dead, but before she could another nurse came running into the room and almost crashed into the pair.
"Nurse Kim! What are you doing?" Jill asked/yelled at the nurse.
The nurse took a shattering breath then spoke quickly, "Come quick! He-he I don't even know how to explain it! He's back! He's awake!"
Jill bolted up and then stopped,looked back and came towards me. "Get up! Follow me!" She screamed at me. It hurt my ears a little, but I followed her anyway.
She kept calling out to nurses to bring her this and that, but I had no idea what any of them meant. I hoped that the doctors was leading me to Darren, though I could just follow his scent to his room. But I did not smell him anymore, at all. Why can I not smell him?
We ran to his room and when the door opened, I saw Darren awake for the first time in months. He looked around and was wide eyed. He did not know what was happening or where he was. I went over to his bed and sat on the edge. "Hello, Darren." I said while holding back tears.
"How are you feeling? Oh, before that, Darren, I must ask you, do you feel different as a-"
The doctor nearest to me, put a hand on my shoulder and guided me to the other side of the room. "Mr. Crepsley, look. He just came out of a coma. It's not like tv where the person has all their memories and they're all happy. That's not real. What's real is that it will take a while for him to respond, we don't know if he knows anything or if he remembers everything. Only time will tell. So he won't respond for a while."
I shook my head wildly, this cannot be happening. Not at this time. "You do not understand. He is now a full vampire, he cannot be like this!"
The doctor shrugged and walked out of the room with the clipboard off of Darren's bed.
I looked at Darren and sat down on the chair where I had waited for months. He kept his eyes on me this entire time and never looked at anybody else. I leaned back on the wall and crossed my arms over my body. Darren looked at me then smiled. I smiled back and waved.
Darren's POV
I woke up to see a few nurses about to cover my head with a sheet. I sat up and looked at their faces, they were surprised to see me I guess. The nurses ran out of the room, shouting something. I don't know what they said. I took me a while to hear and understand what they were saying. I was confused and I had no idea as to where I was. I tried to speak, but my mind was quicker than my body and I couldn't really do anything.
A lot of questions went though my mind at once, but I was too confused and scared to ask.
Where am I? Why do I feel like this? Am I alive? What's going on!
A few doctors came running in and one actually screamed when he saw me. Apparently they didn't expect me to be alive.
I was so confused right now. Everything was slightly blurry and I can't remember anything right now. I was about to totally freak out, when a man with a red cloak and orange hair came in. He had this huge scar on his face and looked really happy to see me. He looked so familiar that I immediately trusted him with my life.
I stared at him and he stared back. He came over and sat on my bed. He was saying something, I knew that, but I couldn't understand what he was saying or how to respond to it. I was still really tired and tried to understand, but I just couldn't.
The doctor came and took the man with the scared face away to the other side of the wall. I watched as they seemed to talk then after a while, the doctor joined the other doctors and the man with the orange hair went and sat down in a chair over by the window. Then the doctors suddenly stopped all they were doing and left me alone with the scared man.
I kept staring at him even though I had no idea why I trusted this man so much, or who he even was, but he seemed really familiar so I smiled at him.
After a while, the orange man came over and asked me if I remembered him.
I thought for a minute then spoke very slowly. "You seem...familiar...but...I don't remember very well."
He sighed a heavy, sad, sigh then nodded. He looked like he was trying to hold back some tears, and was very upset. "Okay. So I will talk to you for a while longer, and see if you remember me."
"Okay."
A few hours later a lot more people came in saying that they were my friends, and one said that she was my girlfriend.
She cried when she first saw me awake and ran over, but when I looked at her like she was crazy, she backtracked out of the room and didn't come back for a fortnight.
Over the night, the nurses shooed more of my friends out. She said that I was very confused at the moment and needed my rest.
First it was the girl, Hermione, then, Gavner, and closely followed by Harkat. But the guy with the orange hair never left.
The guy with the orange hair refused to give me his name, claimed he wants me to remember what it is on my own, stayed with me most of the night. But I just can't remember some of the faces. I remembered everybody that came to see me, but I couldn't remember who that one guy was. I wonder if that happens a lot with other people coming out of comatose.
I thought for a few hours since I had saw him and wondered why I had trusted him so much. I mean, I can't really remember much, but I do know that I'm a vampire now and a full one at that, I'm a vampire prince, I love spiders, etc,etc.
After a while, I thought that I had figured it out and wanted to ask him if I was right or not.
"So," I started in a monotone voice, most of the residents have gone to bed so we were really quite. "I think I have figured out who you are."
The mysterious man smirked and nodded. "Good. Who do you think I am?"
I smiled a little and asked "My father?" The man went stiff and his small smile turned into a sad smile and he shook his head. I looked at him confused for a minute, then he shook his head and went 'for a walk'.
I thought about it for a while and looked at the time. 11:56 pm.
I sighed and leaned back in the pillows. I closed my eyes to try and figure everything out. But, I don't know.
I soon realized how tired I was am slowly fell asleep without realizing that the next day would bring me more pain that I wanted.
***the next day***
I woke up and I was covered in sweat. I remembered the dream I had last night. It was about the man with the orange hair. I think it was when I had first met him or something. I've been having a lot of dreams about him lately. I think that somebody or something is trying to tell me who he is and is giving me the memories of him back to me. Every night it was a different dream, a different memory.
It was a cold night. I was really freaked out for some reason and was running in this abandoned neighborhood. It looked a lot like the town that I had grown up in.
I pushed open this theater door and ran inside. I did have a flashlight, but it was almost dead. Eventually, it ran out of battery and left me to search through the darkness by myself. I slowed down a little and was walking now. I saw a staircase and walked down into the dark stair case. But strangely, the farther I went, the brighter it got. When I reached the bottom, there was 5 candles burning brightly.
The orange haired man was sitting bye a table playing a game of cards by himself.
Good morning, Master Shan." The orange haired man spoke, without glancing up at me.
"It's the middle of the night."
"To me, that is morning." The man looked up at me and smiled. He had long sharp teeth. I was surprised for some reason, but I didn't know why.
"You have been waiting for me, haven't you?" I asked in a small voice.
"Yes."
"How long did you know where Madame Octa was?"
"The night you stole her." I took a deep breathe and nodded stiffly.
"I was going to, but I got to thinking about the sort of boy who would dare steal from a vampire, and I decided you might be worth further studying"
I gasped, he was a vampire!
"Why?" I asked in a timid voice.
"Why indeed?" He snapped his fingers and the card were suddenly all back in the pack the case. By them selves! They moved by themselves!
"Tell me, Darren Shan, why have you come? Is it to steal Madame Octa again?"
I shook my head and growled "I never want to see her again!"
"She will be so sad to hear that." He laughed.
"Don't make fun of me. I don't like being teased."
"And what will you do if I continue?"
I pulled out a cross and some water. I think it was suppose to be holy water or something. He smiled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the water and the cross where in his hands. He drank the water and the crumbled the cross with his hands. "You know what I love? I love people who watched too much horror movies and read horror books. Because they believe what they see and hear and come with stupid things such as crosses and holy water, instead of real weapons like guns and grenades.
"You..mean...crosses don't hurt you?" I stammered.
"Why should they?"
"Because you're evil."
"Am I?" he asked.
"Yes. You're a vampire. Vampires are evil."
"Do not believe everything you are told. It is true that our appetites are rather exotic. But just because we drink blood does not make us evil. Are vampire bats evil when they drink the blood of horses and cows?"
"No but that's different. They're animals."
"Humans are animals too."
I shrugged.
"I see that you are in the mood for a debate. Very well, so then tell me, Master Shan. What is it that you want if not my spider?"
"She bit Steve."
"The one known as Steve Leopard. A nasty business. Still, little boys who play with things they do not understand can hardly complain if-"
"I want you to make him better!" I shouted. I was near the end of my patience.
"ME? But I am not a doctor. I am not a specialist. I am just a circus performer, a freak, remember?"
"No. You're more. I know you can save him. I know you have the power."
"Maybe. But Madame Octa's bite is deadly, but for every poison, there exists a cure. Maybe I have a bottle of serum that will restore your friend's natural physical functions."
"YES! I knew it! I knew it! I-"
"But maybe it is a small bottle. Maybe there is only a small amount of serum. Maybe it is very precious. Maybe I want to save it for a real emergency, in case she bites me. Maybe I do not want to waste it on an evil brat."
"No. you have to give it to me. You have to use it on Steve. He's dying. You can't let him die."
"I most certainly can," the man laughed. "what is your friend to me? You heard him the night he was here-"
At this part a lot of static into the dream. Like a television would have static. When it all cleared out, I was panicking and was on the verge on crying.
"I can pay for it! I'll pay in small amounts. Every week for fifty years, or however long as you want! I'll get a job when I grow up and give you all the money. I swear!"
He shook his head "No," he said softly, "your money does not interest me."
"What does interest you?" I asked in a low voice."I'm sure you have a price. That's why you stayed. Isn't it?"
"You are a clever young man. I knew that when I woke to find my spider was gone and your note in her place. I said to myself, 'Larten, there goes a most remarkable child, a true prodigy. There goes a boy who is going places.'"
"Quit with the bull and tell me what you want!" I snarled.
A bunch more static this time. I could barely hear what they were saying, but the last sentence couldn't have been more loud.
"You want me!" I sighed.
I sighed and got out of bed. It was horrible. I wanted to remember who he was. And he wasn't my father...he wasn't my brother- that's for sure. What if he's not even related to me?
I got up and walked out of the room. I went down to get some break feast with the man and my friends. I remembered all of them and who they were, just not that one guy.
I walked into the cafeteria and saw my friends sitting at the edge of the cafeteria. They liked to see the water fall displays right next to it. It had a fence around the edge so people couldn't fall into the water.
I went over and sat next to Hermione.
"Hey," I smiled at her. "How are you doing?"
"Pretty good, and yourself, Darren?"
"Good." I looked over and saw Ron glaring at me.
"What's wrong with him, love? He does know that you're with me, right?" Ron snarled at Hermione.
The other tables went quite and looked at us. Ron's mom looked like she wanted to maul him.
Hermione bit her lip and I looked at Ron questionably.
The I shook my head and turned towards Mrs. Weasley. "Where the dude with the orange hair and the scar on his face?"
"Oh you mean-" Gavner cleared his throat and gave her a reminding look. "Him. Right. Um, her actually left this morning. He'll be back in a few days, but until then he isn't going to be here."
I looked at the floor and started to think about what that meant. No company for a while. Nobody to play cards with. I ignored Hermione talking to Ron for a while until he started shouting.
"WHAT DO YOU BLOODY MEAN! YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH HIM?"
I looked up to see Ron take out his wand and shout some curses at me. I flew out of my chair and hit the fence, bending it back.
I opened my eyes to see Ron getting up and shouting another curse. The fence broke and I fell down into the water fall.
I hit my head on a rock jutted out of the side of the wall and went unconscious.
Not my best day ever...
A/N:
SOOOO LOONGG..Hope you guys liked it! It was so long for me to type. It took like a week. Well, you better review for this. First review gets a box of cookies. Oh, and I used the text (from the dream) directly from the book , I did change a few things, but mostly it's from the book. SO I DO NOT OWN THAT IT'S UH-DARREN SHAN/PUBLISHER, etc.
My Beta couldn't check it over, so I checked it over myself. :) Lemme know how I did please! :D
Thanks for reading this!
