Darren's POV

'And there you go Ms. Sails,' Mr. Tall said in his usual deep voice. He had just finished sewing up Kirin's wound.

'Thanks," She nodded. Turning to me she frowned. 'I hope Arwyn's OK, and Shancus. I hate Steve. How could he watch his own sister die and just laugh?'

I shook my. "I don't know. He's not the same anymore. But we need to stop him before it's too late. Time is running out fast."

"The hands of fate…keep time on a…heart shaped…watch." Harkat mumbled. All heads turned towards him.

"Where did you hear that?" Vancha asked nervously.

"It's something…Mr. Tiny used to say…"

We all look at each other uneasily; knowing that Desmond Tiny had a heart shaped watch he often played with and that he was very powerful. Was he apart of this? If you put the beginning of his first name, Des, and put it with his last name, Tiny, you got Destiny. Was Mr. Tiny controlling our fate? Our destiny?

"Since Larten and Arwyn are gone, I'm guessing the rest of you will be staying here for possibly a few days. We have a few extra tents you can stay in." Mr. Tall said walking towards the door. Vancha, Kirin, Evra, Harkat, and I followed.

There was a tent next to Evra's Mr. tall stopped at.

"Vancha and Harkat this is your tent. We don't have many, so you will need to share. Darren and Kirin, I hope you don't mind, you will stay in this one." Mr. Tall pointed to a tent next to Harkat and Vancha's.

Vancha nudged me in the stomach and winked. That pervert! I shoved him away. Vancha snickered and walked with Harkat in their tent. I looked to the sky and saw the sun rising. Mr. Tall had already left. Evra stood next to me looking at the ground.

"What am I going to do when the rest of the family comes back?" He croaked.

I never even thought about that. "Don't worry, we'll get Shancus back. Go get some rest." I smiled putting a hand on his shoulder.

He sighed and walked into his tent. "I'll try."

I went inside mine and expected to find Kirin, but she wasn't there. She must have taken a walk.

I found her right near the woods on the hill we came over when we got here. When I finally reached her I noticed she had her sketch book out and her backpack next to her. She injured her left arm, so she was still able to draw with her right.

I sat beside her. "Hey…Are you OK?" I asked. I looked at the paper and saw a picture of a man, a woman, and a little girl.

"OK, I guess…" Silent tears ran down Kirin's cheeks.

"What's wrong?" I asked comfortingly.

"I was thinking about my parents and how different my life would be if they weren't killed."

I didn't know what to say, but she continued.

"The Vampaneze have taken everything. Arra, my parents…we don't know if Kuroi is alive or Shancus. Steve could have killed them both. I miss them all so much. And Arwyn…"

I pulled her close as the sun rose higher, painting us colors of red and orange, and let her cry into my chest. Tears eventually started to fall from my eyes, too.

Larten's POV

"By the looks of it, no organs were punctured, and the x-rays revealed no bone damage. Her body can heal from here on out. She was were lucky. Since she's a vampire, she'll be fine. It's a good thing you got here in time, though." Rachael smiled.

I sighed in relief.

"Could you get some blood?" I asked.

Rachael nodded and went to get some. To gain back her strength, Arwyn would need plenty of blood. Rachael had stitched her side and Arwyn was slowly regaining her consciousness.

The sun was up and more people would soon be coming to the hospital. Rachael said that she would make sure no one came in the room till night when I had planned to leave.

Rachael walked back in with a plastic bag full of blood and handed it to me.

"Mr.Crepsley?" A raspy voice asked. "What happened?" I rushed over to Arwyn's bedside.

"You're OK. Here's some blood." I said handing Arwyn the bag. Arwyn looked at Rachael.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Rachael. I'm a nurse here."

"Nurse?" Arwyn obviously couldn't remember anything obviously. "Why am I in a hospital?"

"You got a serious wound to your stomach." Rachael pointed out. Arwyn gave a puzzled look. She lifted up her shirt and gasped.

"Shancus! What happened to him! Where is everyone else! Is Shancus OK!" Arwyn asked hurriedly. I was afraid to answer her questions.

I didn't want to disappoint her, but she needed to know the truth. I explained what had happened to both Rachael and Arwyn that night.