General Cartography Part Four

Hello one and all, behold, the gothic...if you consider this goth to the people who don't think goth is good. I'm using goth here in a dreary sort of way. But anyways, I keep on thinking that I should send this to Darren Shan on the account that he has a little side story about Gavner, and I was thinking it'd be an idea to show him that fans are working on similar stories. Well grab some Uh-Oh Oreos and enjoy!

Chapter Four:

Two years later, Kurda returned to Lian's home...The question was, what home? Lian's whole neighborhood was in flames...Fresh flames. They were the kind of fires that were just set.

Aloft in the air, was a smell that Kurda had memorized. It was Lian's, but it wasn't coming from her home. It was Lian's scent after she had been blooded.

Through the scent of the wisps of smoke and the sparks of fire, Kurda followed Lian's scent. Even thought Kurda had been left by Lian after he had killed someone in front of her eyes, he couldn't give her up. Since he had been deserted by Lian, he relation to humans grew weak. But he was unsatisfied that he couldn't have Lian be with him to exile all humans from his life. If only she could've been with him.

Kurda had found her, she was, ironically, on Elm Street, wearing an unmistakable green and red, long-sleeved shirt with gloves with knives at the bottom. Her appearance couldn't have been anything more than a horror movie nerd's dream come true. Fred Kruger reincarnated in a hot girls body creating the aftermath to Freddy's Dead: the Final Nightmare.

"I heard you coming..." Lian growled. "Why did you come back?" Kurda came up behind her.

"I couldn't live without you." Kurda said softly. "I can't trust human's anymore, so I came back to find you."

"You were right, Kurda, I did lose my sanity." Lian gasped. " I came back here looking for you, but I saw the note, Pat's skeleton, your coffin in the basement. So, I went to burn away my memory of you, by burning away the town. I wanted you to kill me for what I've done. I've been killing...everyone...I can't stop..."

Kurda grabbed Lian and turned her to face him. She was facing the ground and refused to look up at Kurda without his support. He put a finger under her chin after observing the odd red tint to her hair. Kurda lifted up Lian's face to notice one of the things he had dreaded.

"I'm half-vampanze...But I started doing things before I had been reblooded." Lian was crying. "Can you kill me now?"

"Lian!" Kurda hardly gasped. "What did I do?" He put a hand gently on her face but Lian jerked away.

"Only touch me if you're going to kill me." she snapped.

"If you want to die, die with honor." Kurda snarled. "That's my plan."

"No it's not." Lian said. "The word among the vampaneze is that you expect to be put to the stakes. And if that's how you plan on dying, that's how I plan it. Stab me through the back, I just want to die with shame, I want to stay here."

"Why did I ever blood you?" Kurda asked. "You made me change the only person I ever loved."

"Did I ever say that I didn't love you?" Lian asked. "I still do, all you did that day was.........scare me."

"Lian, what did I do to deserve this?" Kurda said questioningly. "It was my alliance with the vampaneze, wasn't it?"

"I don't care what you did." Lian said wrapping her arms around him. "I love you."

"Lian, I love you too. I'm just so sorry what I've done to you." Kurda held Lian close to him.

"Blood me again..."Lian cried into him. "But I want to be a full vampire. I don't want to be a vampaneze anymore. They captured me! Have you ever seen Queen of the Damned? I guess you could say I'm like Lestat, I never had a choice! They just blooded me!"

"I'm sorry, Lian. I've never been this sorry in my life." Kurda looked deeply into Lian's window like eyes and brought his lips to hers. Kurda felt that surge of passionate emotion he hadn't felt in so long. (A/N: this is an idea I came up with that's about to occur.)

Lian pulled away from Kurda seeming to be demanding more. "Kurda, please blood me...I want to be more vampire than anything." (A/N: Again, what's happening now is just how I think a female vampaneze becomes a vampire." You don't have to agree, it's just my thought.)

Kurda thought a moment but looked at Lian thoughtfully. "Lian, you trust me right?"

"Y-yes." she said quietly.

"Good, because the only way I can help you is possibly one of the most painful forms of blooding, and it's--" Kurda said.

"I DON'T care!" Lian shouted. "Just do it!"

"I'm afraid to do it again, but I have to." Kurda put one of his fingers inside his mouth and slit the top of his mouth. Blood started to gush into his mouth. "This is so stereotypical." Kurda clamped his mouth over Lian's neck, sinking his teeth deeply into her flesh avoiding from drinking from her while thoughts of Larten Crepsley's views on how only stupid vampires used their mouths. But that was the least of Kurda's worries. He just forced the blood dripping from the roof of his mouth into Lian while she fought gasps of pain. Even to a previously blooded, it'd be painful.

About ten minutes later, after the blood had surged through her, Lian was finally released. She looked at him and started to cry. Lian threw her arms around Kurda. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be, none of this is your fault. It's mine, and I was prepared to face the consequences." Kurda whisperered in her ear.

"When's the Coucil?" Lian asked quickly. Kurda sighed.

"I don't want you to go to this one. You are aware that the vampaneze are planning to attack during the Council and I don't want you to be there. Next one I promise."

"Will you come back here for me after the Coucil's over?" Lian asked.

"I promise." Kurda kissed Lian one last time and headed off for Vampire Mountain. However, Kurda's promise would be broken as long as Darren Shan had anything to say about it.