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Chapter 10

(Darren Shan)

"This should be enough blood to keep us going for a couple of weeks at least" Vancha said, taking a vile from Mr Crepsely who was filling up vials from a corpus which has died that morning, again they were able to get the blood because Mr Crepsely knew the operator, Darren was beginning to wonder how many people he actually knew, but then again he had been around forever (well for a very long time) and was bound to know a lot of people.

"Yes, it should, but if we were to run out one of us could always flit back here and collect some more" Mr Crepsely said addressing Vancha, Darren could not flit yet and could be caught if he was to go alone.

They left the room and walked out of the building.

"Thank you" Mr Crepsely said as they walked past Mr Cook as they left.

"No problem, you are welcome back when you run out" He said.

"What would you do if you didn't know the owner of that room?" Darren asked, he had been puzzling over he the whole time he was in the centre.

"Well I would have knocked him out with the gas, and then take it, but that would be a last resort" Mr Crepsely said thinking.

"That would be my first resort!" Vancha said looking up at the sky. "I don't like those people who own them things, they give me the creeps, and anyway it's better to have fresh blood than bottled blood"

They walked in silence back to where they had been camping, and they started to pack up their make shift camp, because tonight was the night that they moved to the spot they had figured out when they had planned where they were going when they left.

"Should I make more daggers, these rocks are perfect for them" Vancha said as he and Darren lifted Darren's sleeping bag of the floor.

"Ohhhhh I wondered why my bed wouldn't lie properly, it's not because I am messy seeeee" Darren said looking up at Mr Crepsely. He then helped Vancha to stuff it back in to the bag. "It has hurt my back to" Darren said, suddenly developing a limp, and a stiff back. "I don't think I can walk!! I might need some kind person to carry me"

"Your fine" Mr Crepsely said not even looking up at Darren.

"You didn't even look" Darren said putting on his best hobble.

"Psst your hobbling on your legs I thought it was your back you had hurt" Vancha said. Darren then changed his movements, so that he not moved like he had hurt his back.

"Better?"

"Yer"

"See look how injured I am because of those sharp rocks, I am only a lonely half-vampire, who hasn't got as much strength as you and I am only a child after all" Darren said in his best 'I am innocent and I have accidentally left my homework at home in my rush to come to school but really I haven't done it because I couldn't' be bothered' voice.

"Not going to work" Mr Crepsely said as he picked up his bag of things (Darren had no idea what was in there, he knew there was blood but it looked to heavy).

"Vancha?"

"Alright then, but only for a couple of miles, we have got to save our strength" Vancha then looked cheekily up at Larten "but then again if I had thrown someone out a window I would have carried them, to make up for the terrifying ordeal they must have gone through"

Mr Crepsely looked up at Vancha and gave him the best drop-down-dead stare Darren had ever seen.

A couple of hours later and they were coming to the end of their journey. Darren was now walk off his own steam and was walking in front of the two vampires, suddenly feeling full of energy.

"Looks like he has hit vampire puberty again" Vancha said looking up at Darren who was leaping off of rocks further up the path. Mr Crepsely rolled his eyes; Vancha has always used that word instead of purge.

"That will be the third time he has hit it though, you can't hit it three times can you?" Mr Crepsely asked.

"Well I didn't think so, but when does he ever follow in the normal Vampire ways?" Vancha said.

"Hum, look at the moon we only have a couple of hours before the sun rises, we had better get there soon or we will have to set up camp here" Harkat said.

"Yes and then travel again tomorrow night, but won't that mean that we might miss the Vampaneze?" Vancha said

"We might do, but I would rather we track them down at another time, than face them burnt and maybe lose because of it" Mr Crepsely said.

"Hey if we lose, which one do you think it is that will live to see the destruction of the vampire clan?" Vancha said

"VANCHA MARCH! Do not speak like that!" Darren said leaping out from behind a rock scaring them all because for once they did not see or hear him coming.

"See we are as good as dead already if Darren can come up behind us" Vancha said

"Hey I can too sneak" Darren said indignantly

"You, couldn't sneak before, but then you meet Harry" Harkat laughed.

"Exactly, anyway what were you going on about which one of us will live, that's morbid. We will all live, be optimistic!"

"Yes but believable" Mr Crepsely said

"You are such a pessimist, " Darren said shaking his head "If you never fear the worst, you have nothing to fear"

"That's stupid; you were so scared when you were condemned to death that you ran away"

"Yes but that is slightly different you see I knew that I would be killed so I left why would you want to stay and be killed, that would be stupid, run while you can"

"So you don't worry about anything, but you will run away when the thing that you don't fear but do actually fear happens to you? Right? "

"What I didn't understand a word of that gobbledygook, speak normal Vancha" Darren said staring at Vancha.

"That's why I could have never been a teacher" Vancha said looking at the sky. Darren looked at Mr Crepsely worried, who shrugged his shoulders.

"My mother wanted me to be a teacher, like my father was" Vancha said.

Mr Crepsely looked at him worried, he never spoke about his family before being turned, neither did he, everyone knew about Darren's sister and nephew, but he never spoke about his other family to anyone either, it just wasn't one of the things that came up and most of a vampires family would be dead now anyway because of aging, so mostly things like that were kept quiet. They carried on walking in silence thinking about their family's which they had left behind until they reached the place that they were going to have the final battle.

(Vancha March)

"Darren duck!" Vancha shouted, they had been in battle for about fifteen minutes, and they looked like they were winning, but the Vampaneze were not tiring.

FLASHBACK

"Shh I can hear something" Mr Crepsely said looking east of their camp site.

CRUNCH CRUNCH

"Who ever it is isn't trying to hide, do you thing it is a muggle?" Darren said having picked up that term from Harry.

"I don't know Steve wouldn't try to hide either would he" Vancha said.

"Shhhhhhhhh" Mr Crepsely said searching again.

Then Steve, Vanchas' brother, R.V and another Vampaneze that no-one knew the name of came out of the trees.

"Oh I am sooo glad that you're here, I don't think I could have walked any further" Steve said, Darren looked at Harkat.

"Well he always was a little bit nuts" Darren said

"Damn I knew we should have made camp further up" Harkat said back and they sniggered.

"So yes who wants to kill who, and who's going to go first," He scanned the bunch "hummmm I pick Darren" He said then leaped at Darren, who was ready with his sword.

Vanchas brother then leaped at Mr Crepsely, but was blocked by Vancha

"Good to see you brother I hope you are well?" Vancha said, and then sliced down his brother's chest with his nails, not to kill but to injure.

"I am fine dear brother" He said then slashed at Vanchas arms with his dagger.

Mr Crepsely then took on R.V, who has daggers attacked to his stuns instead of hooks, he did not look happy, he had tried to escape from Steve when he attempted to kill Darren's God-child, but he hadn't succeeded and he couldn't leave the Vampaneze because he would be killed, as he was a known Vampaneze.

Harkat took on the other Vampaneze, but he was no match for him and with in seconds the Vampaneze was dog food.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Whoa that was close" Darren said, to Vancha then went back to fighting Steve. Mr Tiny and Lady Evanna had turned up sometime during the fight and had been calling out, that when a person was deathly injured that they couldn't be killed and they couldn't help the ones left in. Vancha was then knocked to the floor by his brother with a wound to the heart, but before he fell he got his brother as well, so both of them had left the fight.

Harkat was then knocked out and so was R.V, which left Steve, Darren and Mr Crepsely.

Mr Crepsely was then knocked unconscious be Steve, who was aiming at Darren, but Mr Crepsely too was not going out easily and cut part of Steve's arm off as he fell.

Darren and Steve than faced each other.

Darren swiped at Steve but didn't make contact with his flesh but his weapon, making it fall out of his hand.

Steve now weapon less, kicked out Darren's feet from underneath him, making him fall over on to the floor, and lose his weapon.

Steve jumped on top of Darren collecting his dagger from the floor, and then stabbed at Darren's heart.

Darren looked up at the coming dagger and squirmed out of the way like he had done when he was passing his trails.

Darren then grabbed one of Vancha's home made daggers and stabbed Steve in the side of his chest, making him mortally injured, Steve slumped and rolled off Darren.

"Well done, well done, I knew it was you that could have done it, now come with me, I will make you great" Mr Tiny said, and then he proceeded to tell Darren and dieing Steve that he was their father and that either one could have been great, but it was Darren and now Steve would die. Then he killed Steve, but not before all three Vampires has blessed him.

"Even in death may he be triumphant" They chanted.

"His soul has goon to paradise" Lady Evanna said looking at them. Then she looked up at her father. "I can't let you do this father, I have watched you for years making people suffer for your pleasure and torturing people making peoples lives a misery. I can't let you turn Darren in to a Lord of the Shadows I can't, I can't. So I am going to stop you from doing it" Lady Evanna then pulled out a knife from god-knows-and-I-really-don't-where and took a step closer to her father.

"You won't do this, I know you won't, you can't only a male can take my place, like the prophecy said and my son has been missing for years now" Mr Tiny looked up. "Put the knife down Evanna, you won't do it"

Lady Evanna looked down, and then looked back up at her father. "I can't let you destroy anymore, I didn't stop you before and because I didn't have the power, but I do now, and I cannot let it happen"

"And I can't let you kill me, so goodbye daughter" Mr Tiny said and brought out a small hand gun from his waistcoat, which he was wearing as a special occasion . "I knew you would never come to any good" then pointed the gun at her head.

BANG the gunshot created a lot of smoke and it rang out through the clearing.

The smoke cleared and there stood Lady Evanna, surly it was witchcraft they had all see the trigger being pulled, but Mr Tiny's body was on the ground, dead.

Mr Tall then stepped forward from the smoke which was still lingering by the edge of the clearing. He was holding a gun.

"I couldn't let him do it" He said to the silenced group.