Heya people! Turns out, James is British... score! I love British accents! Haha, on that note, I don't own DP, James, Beth, or Vlad! Enjoy!

"Fruitloop, you have got to help me! I'm a freak of nature!" begged James. Vlad raised an eyebrow.

"IT'S VLAD, and really? How so?" he questioned angrily as he shoved James arms off of him, "There, that's better..."

"You don't need to know..." he said coldly as he turned away from Vlad. "All I need is your lab. That's it. Nothing else."

"Oh no!" growled Vlad. "If you even want to THINK about touching my lab equipment, you have to explain your situation first... or either that..." he said while rubbing his fingers together, "OR perhaps I could be bribed..."

"I'm broke..." scowled James as he turned around. "But if you let me use your lab, I could make you the richest man on earth..."

"Ha!" laughed Vlad as he motioned towards his safe, "I already am! But I have ways of making.." His black shoes stepped one step closer to a pair of old sneakers, "certain people talk. Do you wish for me to call my most dangerous allie? Hmmm?"

"Your bluffing..." insisted James as he began nervously looking for an exit. Vlad cackled as he whipped out his cell phone.

"Try me..." he dared as he held it up. James scowled and nodded.

"Fine, call your 'dangerous' allie... I can take them..." he assured Vlad. A shadow fell over Vlad's face as the room became completely silent. The buttons clacked on his phone. It rang, seven times to be exact, until a tired voice picked up.

"What is it Vlad? I told you I was busy!" she yelled through the phone.

"I have a... slight problem that needs a little convincing... would you be so kind as to help?" cackled Vlad evilly. A grin spread across the callers face.

"Will do...I'll be there in a minute..." The line went dead, and Vlad smirked at James.

"Afraid yet?" said Vlad as he chuckled.

"No," he scoffed. "I'm not scared easily." Vlad's eyes widened as his hands flew up to his mouth, trying not to chuckle. James looked at him with a confused look plastered on his face. "What?"

"Boo." came an eerie voice behind him. James screamed and whipped out his ghost gun and aimed it at the voice. He soon dropped it as an astounded look came over his face.

"Your saying your 'dangerous' ally... is a girl?"

Oh snap...he did not just say that! I feel no pity for JAmes next chapter... anyways, update on Monday, (MY BIRTHDAY! :3 BTW!) and review please! Gracias!