Just in case you were wondering Steve heard Arwyn say that Shancus' name was Shancus, so that's how he knew Shancus' name. ((ooo…tongue twister…LOL)) –Kirin

Steve's POV

Is she dead? No…she couldn't die that easily…

The boy 'Shancus' is still next to her crying, as is Arwyn is dead. He could be useful. Next week I will be fully blooded and finally the vampire clan will fall. I will take this boy, if that's what he really is, and show myself to the Hunters once again next week before I'm blooded, using up their supposed last chance to kill me. It's all mental; I love messing with people's minds. They won't be able to kill me because Shancus here will be my little hostage.

Shancus looked up at me with hateful eyes.

"Why?" He asked, his voice shaking.

"Leave him alone! Please!" Someone called. I'm guessing it was the snake boy's father.

Gannen moved slowly next to me, keeping his eyes on the Vampiress.

"Knock the boy out. He's coming with us." I told him.

Shancus started sobbing. The snake man started running over to his son. Haven't any of them learned anything so far? Gannen snatched Shancus up.

"I won't hesitate to kill him." Gannen hissed pressing a blade to the boy's neck. Shancus whimpered in fear.

"NO!" his father screamed. He fell to his knees. "…Please…" he whispered, head down, tears pouring from his eyes. The scales on his face shimmered in the moonlight.

Gannen breathed into a cupped fist and held it over Shancus' face. Slowly his body went limp and Gannen threw him over his shoulder.

I smirked and jumped on Gannen's back, making sure Shancus didn't fall.

"This isn't over, Steve!" Darren hollered.

Darren's POV

"Arwyn!" Mr. Crepsley yelled running to my fallen friend. I started towards Kirin, but stopped.

"Don't worry about me! Arwyn needs your help!" Kirin said. Her arm was bad, but I nodded in agreement and did what she said.

"Is she…OK?" Harkat asked coming up to Mr. Crepsley who had picked Arwyn up.

"We need to get her to a hospital fast." Mr. Crepsley said gravely.

"What? A hospital? Larten are you crazy?" Vancha gasped.

Mr.Crepsley sighed. "She doesn't have long. We need to hurry before it's too late. The knife may have punctured a organ. This is our last and only resort now. There is a hospital about 20 miles from here. I have connections."

"You know your way around here." Vancha smiled.

"I'll flit her there. The rest of you stay." Mr. Crepsley instructed, and he flitted to the hospital.

Kirin staggered up behind us.

"It's not that bad. " she smiled grimly and took her hand off her wound. She was obviously trying to look on the bright side of it because it was bad. The blade that cut her had been thick.

Blood pored down her arm and onto her hand.

"Keep putting pressure on it." Vancha told Kirin. "Let's go find…who is it? It's been a while since we've been here…"

"Mr. Tall," A voice answered next to me. It was Mr. Tall himself.

"Did you know this was happening?" Vancha asked, obviously irritated.

"Yes, Mr. March, it is a pleasure to see you again, too." He said, ignoring Vancha's question. "Mr. Shan," He nodded. "Harkat, and I am guessing you are Ms. Sails."

"How did you know my name?" Kirin asked puzzled.

"I know a lot of things." Mr. Tall grinned showing his yellow teeth.

"Did you know this was going on?" Vancha repeated.

"Yes." Mr. Tall said coolly. "Myself and the other performers have determined to not get involved in the War of Scars. Anyway, it was 7 against 2. Did you really need help?"

"Well, in case you didn't notice the boy Shancus is gone, Arwyn is in critical condition, and Kirin is hurt." Vancha huffed.

Mr. Tall looked at Kirin and saw the blood covering her.

"Do you have anything to clean it up?" I asked politely.

"Come with me." Mr. Tall led us into a trailer. Inside Kirin sat in a chair and Vancha rubbed spit into her arm to help stop the bleeding while Mr. Tall got supplies.

I sat next to Evra.

"Listen, I just wanted to say sorry. It's my fault all this happened. I was the one who decided to come here, but our visit only brought danger." I said quietly. I felt responsible and awful that things turned out the way they did.

"It's not your fault…" Evra was crying.

"We'll get him back." I promised.

"I feel so bad, though, because Arwyn. She risked her life for Shancus."

"She'll be fine and so will Shancus. You'll see." At least I hoped they'd be all right…

Mr. Tall started sewing Kirin's arm shut. By the looks of it, it was very painful. I moved to another seat next to her and held her hand ((the other one)). She was squeezing her eyes shut as small tears ran from them.

Vancha stood near by shaking his head grimly.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Everything. I'm ashamed of myself because my brother did this."

"Don't blame yourself." Kirin said through clenched teeth.

"Still…" he mumbled.