Even if you have already read this chapter, read it again at the end, because I added more .

-Kirin

Arwyn's POV

We're here! The town is beautiful! Vancha claims that the people here know about vampires at Vampire Mountain and have no problems about it.

The town itself it quite small but has many stores that are just calling my name! We decided to stay in a rather large hotel, though.

We rented 2 rooms that connect. Kirin and I will share one, and Darren, Harkat, Mr.Crepsley, and Vancha will share the other. I feel really bad for Mr. Crepsley, though, because he has to share a BED with VANCHA! Eww…

"Is it ok if we go explore the town while you and Vancha sleep?" Kirin asked Mr.Crepsley, noting the fact the sun was rising.

"Knock yourselves out," Vancha yawned handing Kirin, Darren, and I money.

"Want to come, Harkat?" I asked the Little Person.

"No thanks. I don't…. Think people…would understand."

The first place we went was the local mall. Darren suggested that we split up and meet at the entrance in an hour. I love 'Hot Topic' and that was the only store there I wanted to go to. I ended up spending my whole hour there buying clothes and other fun stuff like that. The people that worked there must have considered me their best customer.

I grabbed all my bags of purchases and walked to the front. Kirin and Darren were already at the front, flirting with each other as usual.

"What took so long?" Kirin gasped.

"What do you mean? You said an hour."

"Well, you were where ever for an hour and a half!"

I smiled." Oop-sie!"

When we got back to the hotel we watched movies and messed around with Harkat until the 2 vampires got up.

Darren's POV

When Mr.Crepsley got up he came to me. "I've gotten a mental message from Mr. Tall that the Cirque is a few miles away. It's on our way. Interested?"

My heart almost leapt from my body. Excitement built up inside as I thought of one person…Evra Von.

"Yes!" I cried.

That night we checked out of the hotel after eating and made our way back to the Cirque du Freak.

I couldn't wait to see Evra. The last time I had seen him he had 3 kids, one named Shancus after me, and a wife.

Kuroi's POV

'Stay here!" Steve yelled throwing me back into my tent.

"Just admit it!" I yelled back. Steve spun around.

"Admit what?!"

"That you love me! That's why you took me!"

Steve stared at me and his expression softened.

"Do you even remember me?" he asked quietly. Remember him???

"What are you talking about?" I snorted.

"…We were 7…"

-----Flashback-----

"Kuroi? Will we bwe fwends forever?"

"Steve of cworse!"

"I need to twell you somethwing. I-"

"-Yes?"

"I wuv you."

"…"

"Do you wuv me?"

"Yes!"

-----End Flashback-----

"…Oh my god…" I gasped.

"NOW do you remember?"

"You, you, you moved, and I was so sad…We promised we'd be friends forever and call each other everyday, and…" Steve was my best friend when I was younger. Why did I forget about him? Imagine running into him after all these years. We used to play with each other every day and I loved him.

"That's why I took you. Not only to get out of Vampire Mountain, but have you back. The last time I saw you was when we were 12 and then you stopped talking to me and seeing me,"

"I can't believe its you though!" I cried hugging him, not only surprising him, but myself. "It's been so long…how did you know it was me?"

I had seen him since I became a vampiress. He pulled me away.

"You haven't changed much."

"You have! Steve its great to see you again, but we could never be friends again. I'm a prince's wife, and you're the Lord of the Vampaneze. We're sworn enemies."

Steve shrugged. "No one needs to know."

What was I doing?

"Steve I'd be going against my clan, everyone I know and love."

"Everyone here likes you, too. I wan to be with you."

"We knew each other for 5 years." I pointed out.

"Even so. Whatever you like it or not, though, you've put yourself in a tight position. I didn't tell you to start making friends with other vampaneze like Ariel, Mark, or Alan, did I? Don't you remember? Aren't we supposed to be your 'sworn enemies' like you said earlier?"

I didn't have anything to say to that. Why was I befriending them? Why did I hug Steve? Why did apart of me, dare I say it, want to be like them?

The sad thing is…what Steve said…he was right.