I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I type my stories on my iPod, so it takes a little longer. But I'm posting now! :D This chapter might be emotional. Enjoy.

Day one.

" ... hey... "

Fatch's closed eyes closed tighter, not wanting to wake up. He could feel someone shaking his shoulder...

" Fatch, it's time to wake up. "

" C-Cas... Casper...? "

Fatch slowly opened his crimson eyes, before closing them and grit his fangs together before using his hands to push himself up into a sitting position. The creature rubbed his right eye, looking at a smiling Casper with his other one.

" Good morning. "

The ghost greeted. Fatch managed a weak smile. Ever since the smile the other day, he found it was easier to smile now. The vampire then groaned a bit as he placed his hands on his lower back, stretching it out and gaining multiple cracks from it. The vampire had always had a long history of back problems, and sleeping on the floor didn't exactly help. It gave the creature a nasty kink in his back. Casper flinched at the loud popping sound from the vampire's back.

" Are you ok? "

He asked gently, getting a nod out of the other. Though the ghost knew better. It was clear he'd need to get the vampire something more comfortable to sleep on. The ghost shook it off for now and helped Fatch to his feet.

" Come on. Breakfast is ready. "

~Downstairs~

Fatch took a seat next to Casper as Stretch and Stinky kept shivering when he came to sit by them. Course he knew why, so he didn't let it get to him. Just then Fatso came in with a rather large plate of pancakes. The sweet smell instantly greeted the vampires nose, and he couldn't help but smile at it's heavenly smell.

" Hope you don't mind. "

The larger ghost said.

" I just thought pancakes would be nice for a first day welcome breakfast to you. "

Fatch now beamed. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't stop smiling. They were being so nice... the creature wasn't used to people actually CARING about him. Well... except for Lexi and his blood related family (as he's had two adoptive families), but they were family related in some way, so they didn't count. They were rather inclined to treat him fairly. The pale boy looked up at the older creature, trying to make his smile last just a little bit longer.

" It's great Mr. Fatso. Thank you. It smells delicious. "

The older ghost gained a look of shock for a brief moment before smiling and taking his seat.

~Later~

Casper pulled at the vampires pale arm, dragging him around Deeds town. The ghost had wanted to spend some time with Jimmy during his summer break, but he couldn't just leave his guest alone. He was his guest. So he was doing the next best thing; he was bringing Fatch with him. Besides, Casper wanted to know more about the vampire. He was beginning to worry him. The vampire had only eaten one pancake with strawberries on top. The fact that he'd only eaten one showed that he might have some sort of eating problem.

Casper smiled as he walked up to Jimmy's house. Fatch blinked in confusion.

" Casper, who lives here? "

He asked softly. He was seriously hoping it was just another creature and not a-

" My human friend Jimmy. "

Casper said mid thought. Fatch almost immediately began to growl, and intense look of fury on his pale features. The ghost boy was about to question it when Jimmy opened the door, smiling at Casper and staring blankly at Fatch, who had managed to calm down a bit.

" Hey Casper. "

The human greeted.

" Who's your friend? "

Casper smiled politely and motioned to Fatch.

" This is the new student I told you about. Fatch, meet Jimmy. "

Jimmy smiled and held his hand out, only to gain a look of absolute disgust from the vampire. Casper found this quite odd. Fatch had been getting along with others so well up until this point. Why was he acting up now? He saw Fatch force a smile and slowly shake the humans hand. Well... at least he was TRYING to be polite.

" It's nice to meet you Fatch. "

Jimmy said in a slightly chipper tone. Fatch made a face that looked like... well... Casper didn't even KNOW what it looked like.

" Eh, l-like wise. "

Ok, even Casper knew that was a lie. The ghost grabbed on the vampires arm, quickly gaining attention.

" Fatch, can I talk to you for a sec? "

The vampire lowered his gaze before letting the spirit pull him away. Once they were out of ear shot, Casper turned to him with his hand on his hips.

" Fatch, what's wrong? "

He said in a soft tone.

" Why are you acting up now? "

Fatch almost instantly began growling.

" Casper, I'm sorry. But I do not like the humans. "

" But why? "

That was apparently the wrong thing to say, because Fatch went rigid. His hands were fisted, his head was hung so low his hair actually covered his eyes, and he was shaking. It looked like he was trying not to make something happen.

" ... they're one of the many reasons why my life sucks... "

Fatch took a deep breath and growled.

" I need to be alone, Casper. I'll be back later tonight. "

Before Casper could even respond, the vampire was long gone.

~Deeds town park~

Fatch looked up from his journal again and stared at the scenery once more before sketching it again. He usually enjoyed drawing realistic art. But not right now. When Casper had asked why he didn't like humans, the memory that he'd been trying to throw in the back of his mind for five years came flooding back. This was a little known fact to the human world, but the humans and the vampires used to be at war. It was when his parents got married that it happened. Their love was forbidden, yet they still chose to get married. Fatch personally didn't have a problem with it. But for whatever reason the humans did. The war had gone on since before Fatch was born. What had ended it, however, was the death of his parents... and his siblings. The creature shuddered and placed a hand on his face,as the memory now had full access to his mind.

" Fatch... "

The little vampire whined as he forced his eyes open. He looked up at the figure, realizing almost immediately who it was. He tried his best not to scowl at his brother. His brother had long (and I mean LONG) white hair with crazy black and red bangs. His shirt was black, his pants being a slightly lighter shade of black, and his boots were a seriously dark shade of black. Fatch sighed in clear annoyance.

" What do you want Marco...? "

The older brother flinched at his tone.

" I-it's christmas. We all opened our gifts, and everyone's waiting for you downstairs. "

Fatch sighed and pulled himself out of bed, ushering Marco out the door. Once alone, he headed over to his dresser and pulled on his famous striped shirt, black pants combo on. He didn't even bother with his socks and just left his black toe socks bear.

Before he left, he grabbed his black hat, and pulled all of his hair into it before settling it on his head and heading down stairs. His entire family was sitting on the couch, the girls on one side and the boys on the other.

His dad smiled softly, holding a black wrapped box in his lap. The older vampire had similar attributes as the current day Fatch, except he had red on the tips of his hair and no white. He wore a bright red cape, a black shirt and boots, and white jeans. He was more than likely in his mid thirties.

" Fatch. "

He said with a deep and kind voice.

" Why don't you open your sister's gift first? "

Apparently he meant Midnight. She was one of Fatch's triplets, the other was Marco. Midnight had long, beautiful white hair with black bangs that had red at the base and tip. Her face had place brown freckles at the rim of her nose that gave her an adorable edge. Her dress was black that was torn on the red rim, and had two white bands at her waist. And like most everyone in their family, she also wore black boots, though hers had heels on them. The vampire girl slowly stood up and handed her brother a small box. Fatch looked at her smiling face before opening the package. There was a black belt with a white buckle and a silvery chain attached inside, and Fatch couldn't help but smirk.

" Gave up fighting my fashion choice, huh? "

Midnight giggled.

" Hell no. I just thought it would help keep your pants up. Since you keep shrinking out of them. "

Fatch laughed back as well.

" Well, thanks. "

He then turned to his other sister Katie. This sister was a little special, however, because she was also part werewolf.

No, his mother didn't have an affair. This was a spell. Magic, if you will. Katie was very sickly as a baby, and their parents had been willing to do anything to save her. So his mother had cast a spell on her that healed her, but made her half werewolf. She was six now, but her brain was rather well developed. Her ears and wolf tail were gray with red tips, her hair was exactly half white half black, her bangs were long with red tips that completely covered her left eyes, she wore a white dress with red at the rims and a red ruby necklace hung proudly with her black choker. Her boots were white, and her tights were gray. The were child handed Fatch her tiny box, a fanged grin happily placed on her face. Fatch happily opened it, trying to keep his baby sister happy. Inside was the families orcarina. The white one with the yellow turning... thing... Fatch never really figured out what it was called.

" Mommy said you gots really good at it. "

She said in her adorable little kids voice.

" And she said I's can gives it to you. "

Fatch couldn't help but smile at his sister. He gave her a gently hug.

" Thank you Katie. I love it. "

The girl giggled and then pushed him towards Marco, who shrugged.

" Oh sorry. "

He said, faking sympathy.

" I "forgot" to get you something. "

" Marco! "

Their mother yelled, causing the older triplet to wince back. Fatch merely growled at him before turning to Dusk.

Dusk was the oldest of the children (at the age of 25), and also the strongest. He had hair that was almost like their father's, but it was thicker with white or red tips. He favored a vivid purple shirt, wore loose fitting jeans, black shoes, and a black spiked choker with sweat bands to match. Dusk stood up and walked over to Fatch. When standing next to each other, it was clear there was a massive height difference between the two. Dusk stood a proud 6"4' whilst Fatch was barely boarding 5". The older one knelt down by Fatch and gently pressed the particularly box into his brothers hands.

" Merry christmas kiddo. "

Heh... that was what he loved about Dusk. He may sound tough, but he did love his family. Fatch didnt even hesitate to rip the wrapping paper to shreds. And was he EVER surprised at what was in there. A red guitar, the shape of a battle axe, was all polished up and practically begging to be used. Fatch looked up at Dusk in utter confusion.

" I know you like to play guitar. "

Dusk said in a gently tone.

" And I figured that with... "

The taller creature looked down in slight sadness before looking back up with a smile re-plastered to his pale face.

" Well anyway. I thought you deserved it. "

Fatch smiled so widely he felt like a Barbie doll for a while. He placed the instrument down, ran forward and hugged his brother.

" Thanks Dusk. "

The older quickly hugged the younger back and gently shoved him over to their mother.

Their mother had glorious long, white hair with red as side bangs. She wore a blue dress with red at the rim, and a red heart across her chest. Her high heeled boots were also blue. Though, her stomach was slightly large as she was 9 months pregnant. She was actually due today. The woman smiled and handed her son the small box. Fatch just had to pull the bow to open the box luckily, and became slightly confused at what he found. Inside, was a black badge, that was in the shape of a cartoon bat (the animal). The woman giggled at her sins confused expression.

" It's enchanted honey. "

She explained.

" It'll keep your temperature nice and cool, even in the hottest of weather. "

" Aw cool! "

Fatch said as practically his whole face lit up.

" Thanks mom! "

" No problem dear. Now go to your father. "

The child walked over to their dad, who chuckled heartily at the boy.

" All right, all right. Here you go. "

Fatch wasted no time opening up the box. Once again he was surprised at what he found. Inside... was the black cape that he proudly wore today. Unbeknownst to himself at the time, Fatch let out a squeal of happiness.

" A cape! "

He exclaimed.

" A cape! A real cape! Oh, thank you daddy! "

The older laughed lightly at the child's enthusiasm.

" Your very welcome. "

' Dawn and Lucas... mom and dad... Dusk, Marco, Midnight and Katie... big brothers and little sisters... '

Fatch thought sadly. He missed them so terribly. How could that day have gone from so magical to so horrifying scarring? What happen next... was the very thing that he'd wanted to burn from his mind for years to come.

* Bang! *

The vampire children shrieked at yet another gun shot. How had the humans managed to get into their house?!

Fatch shuddered. One minute they were opening presents, having a nice time for the first time in the four years they'd been reunited, and then the humans had burst through the door and windows, trying to blow their heads off. The boy didn't even want to look. He feared that if he looked, he'd see his parents and Dusk get shot.

Suddenly, time seemed to stop. The kids heard three loud thumps, and instantly they knew their parents and big brother had been shot. Katie and Midnight began crying, alerting the mortals of their location. One human, a tall white male with green eyes and brown hair, came around and did something completely heartless; he shot the them. Midnight, Marco, and Katie. He shot all of them.

Fatch screamed and attempted to run over to them, when he two felt something pierce him. But it wasn't a bullet, and it wasn't to the head either. It was to his back.

It took him a few seconds to realize it was a knife that pierced him. And another second to realize he was on the ground. His tiny body began to quake at the pain surging throughout his body, hardly able to stay awake any longer.

Then he felt someone remove his hat, letting his long hair hit the ground. Before he could even comprehend what was happening, his hair was cut, giving him the strange hair cut he had today. The human who'd cut it held it up proudly.

" Today, we have won the war! "

And they cheered. Though, they really should've been watching the creature. The child sat on his knees, shaking, not out of pain now, but out of pure rage. He could feel the spell on his hair break, and he knew it was game over. Knew he'd never be the same any more. But at the same time... he didn't care. All he desired ... was revenge. And then, all he could see was red as he had finally let go, and lashed out

Fatch rubbed his temples as the memory finally seemed to subside. He hadn't killed the humans. No matter how mad he'd been, he still hadn't had the heart to kill them. He had, however, paralyzed their legs. If he hadn't, then they would've followed him, and then where would he be?

Fatch looked up, seeing that the sun was setting. He sighed; guess it was time to head home. Well... to Casper's, that is. Before getting up, he looked down at the journal in his lap, deciding to write before heading back.

They've returned to me

Ruining my new found sanctuary

And I can't help but wonder

Will I ever truly escape these memories?

Poor Fatch... I hope this chapter wasn't too sad for anyone...