Hey all! Sorry, this chapter is shortified,and not even that good at that. Ill make it up in a few chapters, kay?

Ahh! Broken dreams part two is almost done! Let me warn you, I am NOT making a part 3. After B.D is finished, I'm gonna do some other Vampire Game pieces, so don't worry. I think I'll make a couple one-shots (long ones, which is odd for me), and a poem or two. Yay for me! Thanks to all for your beautiful, kind words! Keep sending them, cuz they make me happy!!!!!!!!!!

Broken Dreams: Part Two, Chapter Eight

Into The Unknown

Ishtar crept down to the dungeons for the second time that day. She had a large, squishy blanket in her arms. She watched her steps carefully, and when she got to door, tried the knob. She was surprised to find it unlocked, and stepped right in. The vampire was sitting in the same position as when she had last seen him. His face was buried in his knees.

"Duzie?" she whispered. "You awake?"

"Yeah."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Here, I brought you something."

He took the blanket gladly. "Thank you."

"That's not the only reason I'm down here. I think I came up with a plan. It's not foolproof, but..."

He shushed her. "Ishtar, please don't. I'm not worth all this trouble..."

She exploded. "Duzie! Of COURSE you're worth this trouble, otherwise I wouldn't be DOWN here, trying to save YOUR butt! So stop moping and cooperate!"

He blinked at her outburst. "Umm..."

She nodded. "Good. Now, my plan... Basically I'm gonna somehow get you out of here, and somehow we're gonna get past the guards to escape. I need to fill in a couple minor details, but what do you think?"

"How about we call that plan B?"

They both jerked at the voice. Ishtar spun around to see the intruder. Vord was leaning calmly against a wall, dangling something from his long fingers. "How about this for a plan?" he walked over and the light reflected off the thing in his hand. It was a keyring with several keys dangling from it. He unlocked the cell door and let it swing wide. Duzell didn't move.

"Wait," Ishtar said. "Why are you helping us?"

"oh..." He grinned sheepishly and scratched an ear. "Well, I don't like seeing you so depressed... and I already knew about the vampire, so I've had more time to come to terms with it."

She pondered this. "Makes sense..."

Vord turned to Duzell and handed him a small pouch. He opened it and blinked as the gold coins glittered cheerily at him. "You'll need that on the road."

"Wait, he's going by himself?"

Vord nodded. "It's the best course of action. If you leave, then it will generally be presumed that you were abducted by him, and you will both be hunted wherever you go. But if you stay, you can cover his escape and give him a fighting chance."

She looked absolutely miserable, but she nodded her assent. "It makes sense."

Duzell looked incredulously at them both. "Hey, don't I get a say in this?" he asked crossly. They both stared at him.

"Sorry, but no."

Ishtar sighed unhappily. She didn't want him to go, but he had too...

She hugged him tightly. "You should go now." He felt her breath hiccup slightly, like she was on the verge of sobbing. "Good luck, Duzell."

He hugged her back, breathing deeply in her scent. He was really attached to the immature teenager, and felt his heart squeezing painfully at the thought he might not see her again.

It took all of his strength to set her down. He gently placed her on her feet and strode out the door without another word.

Ishtar felt a tear slip down her cheek. Once again she had to watch someone she cared about walk out of her life into the unknown.