I dunno if this chapter will suck monkey tail or not, but I know that I'm trying to relieve my writers block for you. :(

OH! My english teacher said I was awesome! :D

We had a writing day in my class and I was given a postcard of a moose crossing the road, and I turned it into a moose crossing the road and people getting in a car crash because of the moose and the moose just being like "wtf?" And finishing his trek across the street... Oh yeah, envy. :p

Here goes the rest of my limited brain power for chapter 22! :D

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It took a solid two minutes, but Danny got out of his shock. He rubbed his forhead, willing a building headache to go away. He looked between the two elder vampires for some kind of sign that this whole thing was just an elaborate hoax, but he found no such sign. He sighed and summarized what he'd been told so far.

"So basically what's going on here is this, you are Nathaniel McManus. You and your coven have come here to warn Zachary, Katherine, and I about Tarok, the sadistic asshole who wants to kill Zachary and take advantage of Katherine and I's abilities." Nate tilted his head side to side, as if mulling Danny's words over.

"Yeah, tha's basic'lly it..." Danny nodded slowly.

"Oddly enough, it sounds like someone I used to know. Although Tarok is pushing the extremities of the loony bin." Winnie snorted with a bit of laughter.

"You've got that right..." She spoke with a slight Bristish accent that hinted to her previous heritage. Danny grinned, Zachary chuckled, and Nate boomed with laughter. Zachary suddenly grew solemn, throwing Danny for a loop. Zachary waited patiently for the Irish vampire to cease his laughter before speaking.

"This is a very serious matter. You don't quite understand the severity of this situation. If Tarok were to ever get a hold of you... It just... That would be the end. Case closed. Goodbye. C'est finit mon amies." Nate's happy demeanor changed as well as Zachary's had before him. He looked at Zachary to elaborate on the situation, the other vampire nodded and complied.

"Tarok finds that humans serve no other purpose than as food for the 'superior' race. He minds not the emotions of others or the destruction of precious lives, his only concern is power and self-sufficiency. What's highly troubling about this is that he has powerful allies on the Vampiric Council that agree with him entirely. If you and Katherine were pushed into his control... The consequences would most definitely be dire. I don't want to think of it." Zachary massaged his temples, obviously ridding his mind of an offending image. Nate pounded his hand on the other vampire's back in what seemed to be a gesture of comfort. Obviously deeming that Zachary needed a rest from talking, Nate continued for him.

"Bu' we have alliances too. An' it's time tha' we go to 'em fer help." The vampire looked over at Zachary, who looked at him with a half-interested expression. "Yeh know tha' ev'ry single one o' 'em would be more'n willin' teh help yeh, Zach. Yeh need teh let yer pride take a back-seat, 'n get some help. Thar's somethin' seriously wrong with tha' man, an' it ain't gonna be just the two o' yeh tha's gonna battle it out. He's a lyin', cheatin', decievin' bastard. An' yeh know tha'." Zachary grinned at the man.

"I don't fear asking for help every now and again, in fact, I know that I was going to be needing help soon enough. But I also had no idea of these rumors, I didn't think that Tarok would know about Danneth quite so soon. I underestimated him. I suppose, though, that it all makes sense. This situation all ties in with his allies and valuable assets. He would get information that soon... Underestimating Tarok is a fool mistake that has taken many lives, it took mine so I should know. What I don't understand is, how could he not see our allies as a threat to his plans? How does he think we will play our cards? You and I both know that he is a master of manipulation and can play every person, living or dead, like an instrument. What I'm curious about is where are we going to go without him knowing?" Nate seemed to ponder this. Danny, Ciera, and Winnie seemed to be there for decoration and listening. After about a minute or so, the Irishman spoke.

"We'd prob'ly start in Ireland. I'd get me lads thar, an' then we'd stop into Russia. We got some very powerful people thar, boy-o. The last place we'd go is the Ghost World an' get who we got on our side. We can' let 'im ge' a hold o' the ghost in thar. He done tha', and we be done fer." Danny shook his head in disbelief.

"You have assets in the Ghost Zone?" Danny's eyes were wide. No matter how much he'd changed, ghosts would always be a constant, it seemed. Zachary chuckled at Danny's shock.

"We, as vampires, have a long-standing peace treaty with ghosts. They find that the quarrels we have are highly unnecesssary but extremely entertaining. They usually participate in our battles when we fight over something that they feel strongly about, or when they really just need a good laugh. The same goes for our kind, as well. We have specific allies in the Ghost World that we will need to call upon if this fight is as serious as it appears to be. What worries me about this is that we don't know what ghostly allies that Tarok has on his side. If we were to slip up and ask one wrong ghost to come to our aid when they were already a follower of Tarok, things would not end well and it might put the peace treaty that we have with them at risk, whoever wins. It is for this reason that ghost allies are only used in a massive war or as a last resort." Danny let this new information sink in, blinking several times and finally nodding his head in understanding. Winnie looked over at him, then back at Nate and Zachary. This news not seeming to affect her at all, although it was somewhat-new. Ciera maintained her pose from when the conversation began, as though she were nothing more that a statue. Nate looked at Zachary, having a brief mental conversation. Zachary nodded in approval at whatever Nate had said to him, and the vampire clued the other three in.

"It's settled. We will leave just after sunset tomorrow evening. We will be taking several planes to get to where we need to be as far as Ireland and Russia. If Tarok wants to fight, I daresay it's about time we give him one."

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I'm sorry for my lack of updates... :(

Stuff's been coming up and I really just want to take a nap... lol.

I'll write like crazy! xDD

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