Wolfy: Alright I know this is sad but I can't think of anything else to do besides end this for now I will however be writing another story about my character later on after Kuri finishes totr 2 I need to know how it ends before I can start with mine.

Kuri: 'Waiting is half the fun' that's your words are they not?

Wolfy: yeah yeah. I'll wait good chapter though. Really cool! ^.^

Rave: *sniffle* your ending your story already?

Wolfy: yeah I am but there will be more stories to come as soon as I get a good idea out of all the thoughts that cloud my head. anyway here is the final chapter to my lame story hope you like it.

The end?

Deodesh walked the short distance to the maids rooms and knocked on the door before entering, closing the shut behind him. He looked over the room and low and behold there was Garan feasting upon a maid of the house gorging himself on the life giving nutrients of her body. He quietly watched his guest slowly drain the vessel of its rich red blood rivulets of velvet crimson running from the pierced skin of her fair neck. The maids face was that of pure ecstasy and bliss, but soon contorted in pain as the remaining blood was being drained of her. "Enough. no need to kill her" Deodesh called to his hunger stricken companion.

Garan removed his fangs and let his tongue sweep over the wounds of the maidens neck sealing it in but a short time. "My apologies I have not feed in quite awhile." Garan stood and composed himself straightening his hair back to its well kempt positioning. "I thank you for your hospitality but I must be going I can not let Baldric escape." He bowed his head for a moment then began to walk from the room in a royal stride.

"Hold there for a moment I have must talk with you first." Deodesh stepped in front of his guest and leaned heavily upon the door. "It is of importance to the both of us."

"What pray tell could be of importance to me that you a Gangrel could share with me." Garan's words dripped like venom from an adders tongue. "Speak or I shall remove you from the door."

"I wish to accompany you on your quest after Baldric, In return I request afterwards that you help me on my own quest." Deodesh had either ignored the Toreadors threat or had not heard it. He stood eye level with the man in front of him and looked deeply into his eyes as the other thought over the proposal.

"No. I will do this on my own and I do not care for your request now please out of my way before I am forced to do so." Garan's eyes where as hard and cold as steel at that moment, Deodesh knew he would not get anywhere with this man through talking so he moved to one side and watched as the man slipped out the door and out of his life for ever. -I have failed you- He thought to himself as the footsteps faded from the hallway.

From then on He searched for the Tremere wizard by himself, always to no avail every lead hitting a dead end. He searched far and wide only finding what remained of the wizards abandoned shops, or only a hand full of ghouls. Along his journeys many have followed him and all have fallen to some form of final death, he alone always surviving to go on in the Tremere's twisted game. Only recently had he heard of the name that haunted his every dream the one his love always told him to find 'Gareth'. He would find him. and if he refused to help him, he didn't even want to think of that.

Deodesh walked into his small cottage on the edge of the city well covered by foliage and trees of all shapes and sizes, He walked to his living room and looked to the fireplace. "Deposco publicus!" With the words the fireplace shook violently and lurched back revealing a small crawl space leading into the earth. He descended on his hands and knees through the small portal and down the tiny crawlspace. It ended into a room of lavish decoration, gold ornaments hung on the walls of ever shape and size whilst a single chandelier incrusted with gold and silver while 10 blood red candles burned atop in there holsters. In the center of the room lay a grand sight, a large dragon was chipped into ivory and gold laced the indentions, jutting from the dragons outstretched arms lay a queen sized bed with silver ornaments hanging from the golden posts holding it above the ground. And there in the center lay his love still fast asleep in her prolonged nightmare. He walked over to her taking a wet cloth from a basin and began cleaning her body of the dust that had befallen her body. Slitting his wrist then dripping the crimson sustenance into her awaiting mouth, sliding his hands delicately over her throat to help her swallow. "Soon my love we will be together again.soon." He pulled up his chair that sat beside the bed and sat there starring at her till he again fell into the nightmare he knew would come.

Wolfy: well? How was that? Good I hope. Ill be updating the other chapters so that they aren't as stupid sounding and perhaps longer as well. well for now this good bye. I shall see you again some time and if you have anything you would like to give to maybe spur me on my next story please do so.