A.N.

And here it is the final chapter.

I can't believe it's finished. To all my reviewers: Thank you so much! Without all of you I would never have completed this story and gone on to plan a sequel.

The title for the next story will be The Tiny Series #2: A Boy Called Shadow. The first chapter will be up soon. I thought Darren would make it to Vampire Mountain in the first story, but unfortunately he didn't. I do know he will go there in the sequel though. (For sure.)

I planted my feet in the ground and stared scathingly at the god who was striding up the street; lighting sparking in his eyes and on his fingers. I didn't give a crap about him. I had just lost my brother and mentor; nothing would keep me from destroying this arrogant bastard's power. I was minutes away from merging completely and in that moment, for one brief second I would blow the god out of the water or die trying. Mr. Tiny moved forward but I shook my head and gestured for them all to get back. "This is between me and him," I snapped.

It was only luck that kept Evra from being ripped apart the moment the god laid eyes on him. The snake boy was just walking away when a lighting bolt snapped into the ground where he had been standing moments before. As it was, he was blown forward behind a tank.

"Leave them alone!" I roared. "This is between us! They have nothing to do with it!"

"They are all involved Darren Shan! Each and every one of them helped you ruin my plans! All of them will suffer immeasurably and I will keep you alive to watch." The gods lip curled as he gazed upon Mr. Tiny. "And that man will suffer the most of all."

I snarled. "I just killed what you sent to destroy us. I watched my brother die and my mentor leave again. In my current mood you are nothing!"

The god leveled his stare at me and suddenly I was gripped in power so vast I choked on it. It felt like a hand had grabbed me and was slowly squeezing the life out of me. The dragon squirmed but even he couldn't work his way off my skin. My face turned blue before the hand relaxed, still holding me deathly tight; I tried to use magic to flicker out like I had when Evanna had attacked me but nothing happened.

"Do not pretend to understand the measure of my power. In one sweep of a hand I can destroy continents and kill billions. We are your leaders, whispering in your ears over the centuries to make sure you do not end yourselves." The god took on a would be soft expression and the grip on me lessened even further. "What humans have become is owed to us."

"I don't think so," I shouted and pointed at Mr. Tiny. "He is the one that has traveled through time. Even if it was for bad intentions for a long time he was the one that helped us breakthrough. Humans owe their existence now to him alone. You "gods" have been busy sitting on thrones who knows where and holding the threat of death over his head."

The god dropped me in a heap and the power slammed me into the ground so hard I sprawled there with for sure a broken arm. "I will destroy you!"

I stood up, cradling my arm. "Then do it!" I screamed. "DO IT! Burn me to the ground! But leave the others alone!" There was no more thought for fighting in my head now. I was trying to salvage as many lives as I could. "You are the one who brought me back to serve your twisted purpose so end it." I paused. "At least I'm guessing it was you. Did the others make you come down to clean up your mess?" I sneered.

The god clenched his fists and his fingers sparked. Before I could dodge lighting flashed and I was blasted into the sky. Crimson and green light filled the sky and power pushed me back toward the god; sinking into my skin until I burned. Mr. Tiny and Evanna were sending every ounce of power they had into my body and my magic couldn't take it. I groaned and arched backwards, the skin along my shoulder blades splitting apart. I screamed as immense pressure surged up my spine until I felt like I would snap in half. My vision went dark and then I couldn't hear, couldn't think. Then I fell down to the ground, landing on top of a tank and rolling off. When I stood up I felt completely at peace; the merging of my body had completed and now it was the gods turn to look wary. A funny sensation at my shoulders made me turn my head and I nearly fainted. Wings stretched out from my shoulder blades, matching my dragons perfectly. The feathers were changing constantly like ocean water and I knew without testing it that my wings would be completely waterproof. I fluttered them lightly and the sweeping motion made a light breeze run down the street. When I sniffed the air I was startled to find that though Evanna and the others smelled the same, Mr. Tiny had changed completely. Instead of soothing ocean his scent was like a forest fire; rampant and deadly.

I flapped my wings once, drawing wind underneath them and cocked my head at the god who looked torn between anger and fear. The dragon, vampire and human were finally united as one being. I was a new creature, something the world had never seen before. My fangs had steadied now, hollow for feeding but stronger and sharper then any substance on earth. And just like I knew my wings were waterproof, I knew my eyes had changed too; now they were bright blue and silver, shifting subtly just like my wings. They held the ocean just like Mr. Tiny held fire.
"Come here little god," I purred in a deep rumbling dragon voice. I had an idea now; and it was a horrible one. The consequences would be huge and I didn't know if anyone would be able to come back from it, but I had to try. To do that I needed the god to be face to face with me. "Let me show you how I fight."

The god screamed and ran up the street at near flitting speed. His entire body was sparking now and I laughed before diving forward to meet him. Our bodies met in an explosion of power and we rolled over and over, snarling and snapping like dogs. I pulled on magic and the street began to rumble; cracks spread up and down the length of the city and with a final wrench I freed every ounce of water in the streets. Water burst from shattered pipe lines and streamed through the cracks in the street. I held it back as it roared toward us and the stream turned into a wall of water as I kept pulling, drawing the water from miles around. My broken arm soon flopped uselessly at my side but I battled on, sinking my fangs into the gods neck until I drew blood. I was careful not to swallow any of it no matter how much bloodlust I felt; I didn't feel the need to experiment with adding a fourth species to the mix of my body.

The god stumbled backwards, holding his bleeding neck with a mixture of shock and disbelief. "I don't bleed," he said.

"Everyone bleeds," I hissed. I let go of the water and it roared down Main Street with the power of a tsunami. It left our allies alone, merely leaving them drenched but in place, but it carried the god and I away into the swirling water. I pulled in a breath, uncaring of the water flooding my lungs and grasped the god around the neck, digging my claws into his jugular. The power from the merge was fading and I knew the moment it left completely the god would kill everyone no matter how much power I had left. I had to do it now. I drew on every ounce of power; mine, Evannas, Mr. Tiny's, the people who had a touch of magic within them but not enough to notice and closed my eyes. Then I hesitated, my heart clenching. I would loose everything. My new family and my friends. They would never know what had happened.

"You may be a god," I rasped. "But you have to follow your own rules. They are locked into the fabric of magic aren't they? That's why you haven't hurt anyone else in the world. Because they have no idea what is going on between you and I."

The gods eyes narrowed and within them I saw a glimmer of realization. "You wouldn't," he snarled.

"You can't touch them if they don't remember anything!" I howled and ripped the world apart. Magic flew across the city in a blue wave, enveloping everyone. For those who had no connection with us it left alone. But the Cirque Du Freak, our allies, wand my family it went to work. Everything was wiped from their memory. They forgot the Shadow Lord, my resurrection. Mr. Tiny forgot his punishment and his resulting turn about of personality. I reset them to the time seconds after I died and with a small, sad sound closed the magic on their memories.

The power it took to do that wiped me out and the god and I hovered above the city, me fluttering my wings in exhaustion with the god clutched in my grip. I still had one last thing to do. I used the last bit of magic I had and sent everyone back to where they would have been right after I died. The god flickered out of my grip and disappeared with one last hateful stare and I smiled sadly. My magic went out altogether an I tumbled down toward the war ravaged city, falling past the skyscraper windows. I stared at my reflection in the windows, watching my blue eyes flicker from human to magic. I knew without a doubt that if I let them stay human my magic would be gone forever.

'Stay' I thought. 'Stay!' My eyes flickered again and then my eyelids slid shut. 'Stay…' I hit the ground, my wings crumpling around me in a mass of feathers and pain and the world faded away; but not before I heard the sound of car doors slamming and an unfamiliar male voice say.

"Tag him."

THE END…

…For now.

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