I think you're all tired of the memories by now. And it's ok since the last chapter pulled away from them. Besides, even though more happens, I'm tired of them too. And I don't really NEED to write the others. Not much happens. Although, little warning here, there may/may not be one more later, but it'll be in the place of a flash back, and won't consume the whole chapter.

Anyway, thanks to anyone who managed to sit through the memories. Sorry it took up so many chapters. Hope you enjoy this one!

Jack immediately took the tape out, seemingly preventing them from seeing something.

" Wait, so that's it? "

Mantha questioned. Jack seemed emotionless as he nodded.

" Yup. "

" Seriously? "

" Mhm. "

" But what happened to Fatch after he left the castle?! You can't just- "

Jack growled, sending his fist into the TV screen, which sent the headmasters into grumbling about how much it'd cost. The smashing sound immediately shut the zombie girl up.

" I adopted him and began to attack him, what more do you need?! "

" What did you do to him? "

This was a new voice. Jack looked around for a bit until his eyes settled on a particular vampire. His eyes grew wide.

" ... Have you been standing there the whole time...? "

Thatch blinked a few times, seemingly lost.

" Uh... Yes? "

Jack stared for a bit, acting like he'd been shot, before he began growling, his face fixing into a scowl.

" You've been here the WHOLE time?! "

Thatch backed up a bit, the demon beginning to scare him.

" Are you that darn heartless Fatch?! "

Everyone gasped at Jacks yelling. Did he just confuse Thatch for Fatch? Jack began to slowly stomp forward, Thatch backing up a bit.

" Thatch, run! "

He didn't need to be told twice; Thatch took off in a sprint. Jack roared and immediately took off after him.

Thatch was panting harshly, placing one hand on the wall, the other on his chest. He hadn't run that fast in years. He was in the school courtyard, a fair distance away from the shadow demon. Hopefully. The creature slid to the ground, panting harder. His lungs were never very strong, but then again vampires never had very strong lungs.

" You know Fatch... "

He jumped as he heard a voice. THE voice.

" I thought you had stronger lungs. And that you'd run faster. "

The demon phased through the wall, causing Thatch to screech and back up. Jack smirked and passed through, standing a good couple of feet above the creature. Without warning, the creature was thrown a GREAT deal back as Jack kicked his rib cage. Thatch tried his best to catch his breath, but the wind had been knocked out of him. He groaned harshly as a foot was pressed against his injured side.

" You're pathetic. "

Thatch was about to retort, when he felt something colder than ice take hold of his neck, lifting him from the ground. The creature choked violently, trying to claw his away from the demons grasp.

" Any last words Fatch? "

Thatch cracked one eye open to look at him, feeling his dreaded acid tears work their way into his eyes.

" I... I'm not... "

Jack raised an eyebrow.

" Out with it! "

" He's trying to say you've got the wrong vampire. "

Jack jumped, dropping the child and turned just in time to have a rock hit his face. He hissed, backing up a little in shock.

Fatch smirked before rushing over to Thatch, who was coughing violently. The older began to rub circles along his back, trying to ease the pain. Not being able to breathe was extremely painful for a vampire. It was one of their few faults. That, and Thatch wasn't very strong.

" Thatch, did he hit you? "

He wasn't going to ask the obvious question "are you ok" because it was obvious he wasn't. He was crying after all. The younger nodded once he calmed down a bit, clutching at his rib cage. Fatch would've inspected it, if it weren't for Jack being right there. The prince gently had Thatch lay down, and then untied his own favored cape, laying it on top of the other.

" Stay down. Try not to move. "

Thatch nodded softly, and Fatch had to smile a bit before getting up. Now for the moment he'd been dreading: fighting Jack.

The demon snarled, the red completely overtaking his eyes. In other words... he was WAY beyond mad right now.

" You little brat! "

He roared, actually making Fatch cringe a bit.

" We took you in! What more do you want to take away from me?! "

Fatch blinked, an extremely confused look crossing his face.

" What are you... talking about...? "

Jacks glare deepened, rage clearly beginning to grab him.

" Don't play dumb! "

Fatch felt his ear pull back a little as he heard rushing footsteps. ' Oh crud. ' He thought in frustration. ' They shouldn't be here. ' Suddenly Jack lunged at him, quickly pinning him to the ground. Fatch cringed a good deal, getting the demon to grin widely.

" I see. "

He said in amusement.

" You're still afraid of me. "

Now the prince growled, trying to pull away, but sadly had no such luck. The shadow then picked him up by the neck and held him against the wall. And he did something rather unexpected: he whistled. In a matter of SECONDS, Fatch was pressed against the wall by shadows. Jack grinned.

" There, now, just let me take care of my "daughter". "

" Don't you dare hurt her! "

Everyone looked confused for a minute, until the voice stepped out of the crowd. Casper.

" Casper, what are you doing?! "

Lexi whispered, horrified. Casper smiled a bit nervously.

" Helping. "

Jack sneered, finding this more amusing than threatening.

" ... Cute. "

He muttered.

" Didn't know my daughter had MORE loser friends. But fine. "

With a snap of his fingers, a shadow in the shape of a hand came over, holding a bow and arrow. Jack quickly picked them up.

" You see this? "

He asked, holding up the arrow.

" This is a special arrow. It was specially made for getting rid of ghosts. "

Almost everyone gasped. (The exception being Thatch, who was on the verge of passing out.) Jack just grinned. He snapped his fingers again and two shadows grabbed Casper by the arms, forcing him to his knees. The ghost gasped and struggled with all his might to pull away, just entertaining the shadow demon further.

" In all technicality, you can't really kill a ghost. But this little baby can send 'em to the afterlife. "

Jack lined up the arrow and prepared to shoot.

" Say goodbye ghosty. "

Time seemed to stand still as the arrow was fired. Everyone stared in horror as it flew.

" NO! "

Minor cliff hanger! Use your imagination here, you'll need it. ;) R&R!