A/N: Well writing this has become the only good thing of this week. I have state tests all week long so it was nice to have the time to sit down and write this.

Thank you to my wonderful readers and reviewers.

Disclamer: I do not own the amazing DSS and never will.

I stood quietly behind on the animal carcasses. I was keeping look out for Mr. Crepsley. He was deeper into the large slaughterhouse leaving me at the entrance to guard. The fat man was in front of a door that must lead to his office. Mr. Crepsley wasn't far behind the man. We knew Murlough was going to attack tonight so we were just waiting.

The fat man checked a few more of the dead animals before heading back to his office.

Then a two thing that changed the future happened at once. Someone jumped down from the roof the same time that someone came running at Mr. Crepsley.

The figure that jumped from the roof was large and most likely Murlough. The other person was harder to recognize. They were a kid, probably my age, and they were fast too. Faster than a normal human. Half vampire fast . . . or half vampaneze fast. The kid was Murlough's assistant and he was going to kill Mr. Crepsley!

"Mr. Crepsley, look out!" I yelled at the top of my lungs but I was probably too late.

OK. Let me catch you up on what has happened. After we told Darren about the dead bodies Evra and Darren both have been shooting me dirty looks. I honestly am not sure why. I didn't have anything to do anything. I believe they think that Mr. Crepsley and I have been killing those people. Which, for the record, is 100% false. We've been trying to get rid of the person that's killing them. We're the good guys. But Mr. Crepsley would let me tell the two boys.

Mr. Crepsley has been in the worst mood ever! I guess he had plenty of reasons. Truthfully, I though he was going to kill me when I admitted that I'd seen the person with the cuts. I got a good lecture on it and I could tell that it was all Mr. Crepsley could do to not throw me out the window.

He got over himself within a few days. He didn't really forgive me until we had found Murlough's next meal. We were sitting in a café around midnight. There weren't many people there. Mr. Crepsley was the first to see him. He nudged me and motioned toward the fat man. Then it was back on the search.

When the search started, surprisingly, it got hard and boring. We had to watch his every move to try to figure out when Murlough would attack. Mr. Crepsley would watch from the tops of buildings while I kept to the streets. The reason I was on the streets was because I couldn't jump from roof to roof and 'no one would suspect a young girl to do any harm'. That's what Mr. Crepsley said anyway though when I looked in the mirror I didn't really see a harmless little girl. I saw the kind of teenager that skips out on school and steels stuff. I didn't but that's probably what everyone else thought.

It was a good thing I was stealthy.

We tracked him for nights before anything came up. Mr. Crepsley said that he knew that Murlough would attack the next night. I thought the stress was a taking a toll on him and he was going crazy. I didn't argue but I was curious to know how he came up with that idea.

I begged Mr. Crepsley a million times over to let me tell Darren and Evra. I explained to him that they thought we were the ones that killed the six people. No matter what I said he just ignored me. He was too caught up in his own world to think about anyone else.

Well, with Darren and Evra scared/ hating me I had a lot of daytime to myself. I actually got to sleep in a lot more. I also got a lot of time to go Christmas shopping for everyone at once.

When I got back I would sit and watch TV with the boys. They were civil but didn't joke around like they used to. Evra's crush on me disappeared. He hated me now and it broke my heart. I didn't love him but I couldn't stand the idea of my first real friends hating me because of something that isn't true.

No of us had heard a word from Murlough and I liked it that way. I would be happy to just pick up our stuff, go back to the Cirque and tell Evra and Darren what was really going on. Of course, I hated Murlough for what he'd done to me but it has its goods too. If he never blooded me I would've never met Darren and Evra. They'd become my two best friends ever but now, thanks to Mr. Crepsley, they thought I was a killer. I would never kill anyone. I would even kill Murlough. I couldn't. I could kill animals but not a human . . . or vampaneze. It just wasn't right. That's why I just wanted to leave.

I jumped up from my hiding spot and ran toward Mr. Crepsley.

I saw Murlough run for it. I started to run after him but I didn't know what I would do. And Mr. Crepsley needed me more.

I ran toward him ready to fight who ever attacked him. They kid had a knife at Mr. Crepsley's throat. I ran toward them ready to try to strangle them until I realized who they were.

"Darren! What are you doing?" I yelled at him.

"He's a killer, Savannah. You are too," Darren said turning on me with his knife.

Mr. Crepsley seized that moment. He grabbed at Darren's throat lifting him off the ground.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Mr. Crepsley yelled louder than I'd ever heard him before. I couldn't understand much more of what he was saying. There was a lot of cursing though.

I grabbed at Mr. Crepsley's arm. "Mr. Crepsley, stop it. You're going to kill him!" Darren wasn't looking too good as he gasped for air.

"He disserves do die!" the vampire roared.

"NO! Mr. Crepsley pleases. He didn't know any better just put him down," I pleaded. I was on the verge of tears. He couldn't kill Darren. I wouldn't let him.

I wrapped myself around him arm still pleading. Mr. Crepsley scowled, shook me off and dropped Darren. Darren was gasping like a fish out of water. When Darren finally caught his breath he was hysterical.

"What are you doing? Who was that? What the heck is going on?"

Mr. Crepsley was still fuming about Darren trying to kill him.

"One question at a time." I advised.

Darren nodded. "Who was that?"

"That was Murlough. He's the man that killed the six people. It wasn't Mr. Crepsley and me. And he's also the man that blooded me."

Darren frowned. "Why was he purple?"

"He is a vampaneze." Mr. Crepsley had gained his composure enough to talk.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Darren asked.

"I will explain later. We do not have much time here." Mr. Crepsley had already started toward the door.

"No! Tell me now. I almost killed you. I disserve to know the truth."

"I will do my best to sum it up. Vampaneze are much like vampires except they kill when they drink. They believe it is wrong to only take little bits of blood. Because they drink so much blood their skin turns purple and their hair and eyes turn red."

There was a short silence.

"So does that mean Savannah's half vampaneze?"

I nodded slowly while I looked at the ground. " But it doesn't mean anything." I said though I wasn't sure if I was right.

"Where's Evra?" I asked trying to stop an awkward silence from forming.

"On the roof."

"Let's go get him and tell him the truth."

Darren nodded walking ahead of Mr. Crepsley and I to go get Evra.

I walked back with my arms crossed over my chest. I couldn't believe what had happened. Darren was really going to kill us just because Mr. Crepsley refused to tell him what was going on. It made me so mad.

"Are you alright, Savannah?"

I shrugged. "I don't . . ." I stopped. "Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.

Mr. Crepsley shook his head and put his arm around my waist.

"Do not worry. We will catch Murlough."

I leaned into Mr. Crepsley's chest. He didn't understand that I was happy that we lost Murlough. He didn't realize how much loosing my friendship and trust hurt. Then again it was nice to know he still cared about me. This was the first sign of affection I'd seen since that night I'd told him about the dead bodies.

We made it outside just as Darren climbed down the ladder. He was out of breath.

"Evra's gone."

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