Sorry for the long wait again. I think this is the last chapter but I am not entirely sure.

Story

Flashback

To me it seemed as though the tunnels had gotten colder and darker than they had been before. Pain struck my arm and leg once more and I merely winced as I saw the vampire slayer round the corner of the tunnel. He stopped for a moment and held out his arm to block the rest of the group from running past him. He glared at me and I just stared back. His eyes scanned over my wounds and he estimated how much blood I had lost to determine just how weak I really was.

The spies just watched him in confusion and probably wondered why he did not attack me while my back was to the wall. They just stood behind him and waited patiently for him to give them orders.

Several of the other men in the black suites fidgeted as they stood ready for an attack all eyes were on me but I only returned my gaze to the vampire hunter. He stared at me, a strange emotion in his eyes. He continued to stare at the wound in my leg as it shook from the strain to keep me standing.

I grew impatient and the fear in me wouldn't stay down. "What are you waiting for?" I shouted, trying desperately not to let my voice shake from the fear. "Did you not come here to kill me?" He said nothing. "Well!" I huffed as I still held my wounded arm and nearly stumbled trying to keep standing on my weak legs.

"What are you waiting for Jonathan?" Sam asked as she looked over at the vampire hunter. 'Jonathan?'

The vampire slayer's name was Jonathan. Why did that ease me a little? The fear subsided just a bit and I was able to calm my beating heart. Jonathan. Jonathan? Why was it ringing a bell? I stared at John and concentrated on trying to remember him.

The spies relaxed and looked over at the brown-haired man with worry. An older man with grey hair and a bald spot walked next to Jonathan.

"Is everything alright?" He whispered to him. Jonathan nodded and gathered himself back up. He pulled out his bow and reached back for an arrow. He placed it against the bow and began to pray. The elder man just backed up and so did everyone else to keep from getting in the way of his arrow. The shining silver seemed dull in the dim light and the cross in the center was barley visible from the shadow cast by Jonathan. Once his prayer had ended he glared at me and I saw an emotion in his eyes. It wasn't anger or hatred, but instead love and sorrow.

He paused again and the arrow started to shake as Jonathan startled to tremble. I looked up to see his eyes watering and a stray tear falling down his left cheek. He looked away as he released the arrow.

A young girl with long sandy blonde hair was laughing as she ran down a hallway covered in family portraits and banners. Her young hazel eyes shining as she scanned the hall and the rooms as she past them. She ran past an office and stopped. She ran inside and checked under the oak wood desk and behind the window curtains. She then glanced over at the closet and slid open the blue doors. A young boy with brown hair and green eyes flinched and laughed.

"Found you." The girl laughed. She turned to run out of the room as the boy stood up and followed her. "Now your 'it'" The boy chased after the girl, both of them just laughing as they ran down the hallway.

The arrow was just a mere five feet from my chest as it continued to fly at me. I did not attempt to move for the fear of collapsing from the loss of blood.

The sound of some bath water stopped flowing and footsteps moved behind the door. The young brown-haired boy now looked to be in his young teens as he stood outside of the door. The knob turned and a girl in a black tube top and shorts stepped out while rubbing her hair with a blue towel. She opened her left eye to reveal that she had been crying and her hazel eyes were now slightly red.

"You shouldn't do this, so what if your hair isn't a perfect shade of blonde. You and I both know that their hair was dyed to be such a perfect color. You don't need to keep dying yours."

The girl just stared at him and turned to walk away. She stopped suddenly and faced the boy. Fresh tears stained her face as she looked at him. "Thanks. I knew you could cheer me up."

The arrow was deathly close now and I just stared at it waiting for the final and painful blow to finish me off. Suddenly I coughed and my legs gave out, sending me crashing to the floor and saving me from the arrow as it penetrated the sewer wall. I looked up once again to see Jonathan grabbing a second arrow, determination in his eyes. The rain seemed to never stop as the hazel-eyed girl stared at the man in front of her, blood dripping down the side of his mouth. The girl's eyes appeared to be glazed over a bit and she struggled to stand up.

"Now," the man said as he wiped the stray blood with his sleeve. "You are like me and your love of the dark shall last forever." The girl just winced as she held a lethal wound around her neck. She glared at the man who was standing on her driveway just when her legs finally gave out. She stopped her head from hitting the concrete with her hands and more blood dripped from the wound. She took a few more gasps of breathe before passing out in the cold spring night.

The vampire slayer began to pray again, his arrow struggling to hold back the large amount of energy flowing through it.

The hazel-eyed girl stared up at a small brown house in the pouring rain and sighed. She gently pushed open the front door and shut it slowly behind her. Her long black cape trailing a bit behind her and leaving a wet line across the linoleum. A gentle thud was heard on the second floor and the hallway lights flashed on just above the stairs. The girl continued to look up as a tall brown-haired man in his late twenties walked past the stairs.

The second arrow was quickly released and it shone with a hypnotizing blue light as it flew through the air. I pushed myself up and sat against the wall, my chest being the target for the arrow. I didn't care anymore. I wanted to be free.

"No! NO! You can't die on me! You can't! You're my little brother and I'm not letting you leave me!"

"Give it up Jordan. I told you that humans and vampires were not meant to be family. If you had told me that you had a brother at a camp when I killed your parents than this wouldn't have happened."

"Liar! You would have killed him then!" The hazel-eyed girl glared at the three men in front of her. Their black capes blowing in the wind while Jordan's covered the brown-haired man whom lay on the ground near death. A lethal would in his chest.

"There is nothing you can do now. Unless you want to join him in the after world, leave this place at once!" The men disappeared just as some sirens blew in the background. Jordan stared back at the man and slightly bit into her right wrist. The man opened his green eyes and looked up at her.

"My blood will keep you alive for at least a hundred years. Do me this one favor and kill me before then. I don't want to die at the hands of anyone else than you. When you do find me, don't hold back. I might not recognize you anymore and I don't want you to die at my hands."

"But sis. I don't want you to die at mine either." He whispered.

"I know. But it's the only way we can die together."

"…I will keep that promise." He slightly opened his mouth and Jordan let some of her blood drip onto his tongue. When he had fully blacked out and the sirens blared dangerously close, Jordan set his head down and smiled.

"Thank you, Jonathan."

I looked up at the vampire slayer and stared into his eyes. Jonathan. My younger brother. I remember now. The arrow was too close from comfort and I knew my life was over. I kept my gaze focused on him and a tear slid down my face as the arrow pierced my black heart. I watched as Jonathan started to cry and he smiled at me. Just before I allowed the black to swallow up my vision, I whispered.

"Thank you."

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The horrid vampire whispered something as she died and her features loosened. Sam kept her gaze on the vampire and heard Alex gasp as Jordan turned into a pitch-black powder. Jerry walked up to Jonathan as his head hung low.

"Did she just thank you, Jonathan?" Jerry asked. I looked over at John and waited for his answer, not understanding why a vampire would thank him for killing them.

"She did. Jerry, Sam, Alex. I would like to thank you for helping me find her. I spent 97 years looking for her and I was started to feel death creeping up on me. If it were not for you, she would still be alive, again thank you." Jonathan reached into one of his many pockets and pulled out a white book stained with age. He handed it to Jerry and smiled. "This will help you if you run into anymore vampires. All of their weaknesses and such." Jerry took the book and watched Jonathan walk over and sit beside the black powder. Jerry and the rest of the people turned their gaze to the book as Jerry opened it and skimmed a few pages. Every now and then some people would point out some things that they thought were interesting. When they reached the last page, Sam read it out loud for all to hear.

"The top five things that can kill a vampire…5) spikes and hammer 4) prayer beads 3) holy water 2) holy arrows 1) emotions and family.

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Yes I tried to make the last chapter dramatic but I don't think I succeeded. Darn. Anyway just tell me what you all thought and please review this one chapter. I have like 68 constant readers and only 5 review. Please, can everyone review this one chapter? Please.