A/N: I'm sorry I couldn't update, finals. Grimaces but they are over, so I can get back into a semi regular pattern of updating!

Chapter 16-

James's P.O.V-

James stumbled back a few paces, was he hallucinating? He must be, Valken was dead, and he saw him die! So how is it that he could be standing not a foot from him!

"How? How is my sister's world been shattered?" He appeared to be breathing heavily. "Please…I must know!"

He suddenly grabbed me by my arms and fell forward onto the ground, smacking his knees hard on the stone floor.

"I-I…Prince Valken….how…how are you here?" I said, he made a grab for his side and in the faint moonlight, I could see blood. "Your hurt."

"I…was brought back…from heaven by those people…I must find my sister!" He almost yelled, pushing my arm away from him.

"I can take you to her….those people? Adrian and Corbett, they must have found out how to use the amulet."

He looked up sharply and studied me for a second.

"No tricks?"

"None, Prince Valken, we both have suffered to much at their hands."

He nodded silently, sweat covered his body, and he seemed about to collapse.

"Stand back, I'm about to let the beast out." He pulled himself up by way of some rocks and stood shakily.

"Let the…beast…out?" I said meekly, slowly realizing that the large thing that had takenme to the cave was a werewolf…Valken to be exact.

He began to writhe slowly, at first, but then it became faster, and more violent. His screams became animalistic, his muscles bulges as his ripped away at his skin to uncover fur. It was truly a gruesome sight, I had to look away several times, but when I looked back for the final time there stood Prince Valken, the werewolf. His feral eyes bore into mine, but they still held the human qualities…I realized that he was crouched down, beckoning me to climb on his back.

Oh my god…he is in control…

I was in awe, I had never been this close to a werewolf before, ever, well, not safely. Slowly I approached him, his eyes seem to say, I'm not going to hurt you, I placed a hand on his fur, it was strangely soft; suddenly I was thrown up onto Valken's back and wind rushed at my face yet again.

I was amazed at the sheer speed at which we were moving; it was like flying, roughly, but flying. Soon we were at the base of the Manor, Valken stopped and looked up, all of a sudden he jumped straight up, nearly unsetting me, I grabbed hold of his fur and held on tightly as we leapt off the wall onto a balcony. I jumped off of Valken's back and hit the stone of the balcony, breathing heavily; in the background he was growling and tumbling around, changing back to human.

That was INSANE!

My heart pounded as I glanced over the edge at what might have been my final sight.

Adriana and Corbett-

"Damn, that werewolf…. damn him." Coughed Corbett, blood ran down his arm and his jaw was red with it. The bones in his arms popped back into place and slowly knitted together; at his feet lay his sister, bleeding.

Adriana's eyes held no yellow glare to them; they held none of the eternal Vampiric life that they once held… they were hollow, lifeless, yet she was not dead, more paralyzed. Blood so red, near black, covered her body and neck, it seeped from her wounds, there was no point in trying to bandage them, they would just bleed through. Her skin, normally paper white was now a sickly gray. Her face looked drawn in and shadows became more pronounced by the second.

"Damn him…. curse him!" Corbett winced, as more of his bones snapped back together, he scooped his sister into his arms and carried her, over the rubble, through a hole in the wall and onto a stone balcony of sorts that jutted out over the great precipice. Her eyes moved, ever so slightly as he set her down.

"B-brother…" Her voice was horse it creaked.

"Shh, don't speak, I will watch over you." He brought his wrist to his mouth and bit down on it, blood flowed forth. Corbett held it to his sister's mouth. "Drink, you will need it."

Normal P.O.V-

James and Valken stood on the balcony, as the moon shown down on them the gypsy prince seemed to be entranced by the manor.

"My….home…." Were the only words that came out of his mouth after the long silence.

James put his hand on Valken's shoulder and with his other hand he motioned to the door.

"Before we go in, please, you have to tell me…how you escaped."

Valken glanced back at James.

"You shall know in time." He looked at the door and slowly, cautiously touched the handle, as if to see if this was all real. After a moment or two he tried the door, it was, surprisingly enough, open. He pushed it inward to reveal the armory, James let out a sigh, and he did not notice that this was the very balcony from the movie.

The gypsy prince took the cautious first step back into his home, after being in the bliss of Heaven for nearly a year and a half. He gazed around and touched a near by suite of armor and pressed his palm against its cool surface, James watched this in silent awe, he shook it out of his head and walked through the door and shut it. He walked past Valken and stopped.

"Do you want to stay here or come with me?"

He looked up from the rows of newer weapons and nodded, he followed James, in simple wonder through the Manor and down the stairs; the house was absolutely still, quiet as death, almost. As James turned the corner to the Kitchens Valken suddenly asked.

"How do you know were everyone is?"

James let out a bitter laugh.

"Last time we were here…. If something was wrong…. You could always find at least one person in the kitchens. Normally…it was K-Kate." He seemed to choke on the rest of his words and had to stop, tears welled up in his eyes for, it seemed, the millionth time that night. Valken looked at the boy before him with a tilted head.

"Who…is Kate?"

James looked up, whipping the tears away.

"She is- was my cousin and my best friend…. She was one of the two who were thrown from the cliff."

"I am sorry…."

James waved his hand at the prince and continued walking, trying to control his emotions yet again. Soon they were just outside of the kitchens and he looked in.

"I'm back…."

A/N: Sorry its so short guys! This is just to keep you interested until I get the next chapter out! If you are still interested! > I would like to point out the the "Damn him...curse him..." line is from Phantom of the Opera. Great musical, awesome book, hauntingly beautyful movie. If you haven't seen the movie, do so now! Gerard Butler's voice, is, well, lets just put it this way. I'm not a big fan of singing in movies, but his voice...mesmorizing, like the Phantom's.