Truth or Dare

'Lo! This is another one of my new fics, I've decided to work on something that isn't just about Kurda. Sooo this is my fic about Darren and Steve's friend from school who tells her secret part of The Darren Shan Saga. There's not much else to say, but please review! Don't flame at me if you've read book 9 cause I'm in the US and book nine isn't out yet and I want to know what happens to Debbie and Steve, so I know by the time this fic is finished, book ten may be out here. Just please don't flame at me for inaccuracy, it hurts, and just respect that I haven't read the rest of the books. Kay, well the food theme for this is forms of pringles!! Kay well get yerself some cajun pringles and a lot of raspberry iced tea. Laters!!

Truth or Dare-Part One

Prolouge

"WHAT! Darren's dead!?"

That's what I said to Alan Morris when he told me that Darren died. "The doctors can't really place a proper diagnosis as to what happened." he said.

It wasn't fair! I had been one of Darren's best friends since grade school! Not just him, but Tommy, Alan and Steve's too! Why hadn't they told me sooner? Whatever really happened, I guess I can see why they wouldn't tell me. Duh, I am a girl, and it's soooooo obvious they didn't tell me, because I am a girl. How stereotypical! Just cause I'm a girl, they think I can't handle it! I can! Well...actually, this time I couldn't.

I kicked the soccer ball as hard as I could into the side of the schools walls. Crap...I almost broke a window..."What the hell did you do, Darren Shan!?" I screamed.

"Shut up, Dana...." Steve said. " Darren is not dead..."

"Yes he is, Steve!" Tommy snapped, giving Steve the finger. "He's dead and you know it!"

"No," Steve contradicted. " He's alive, not exactly kicking, or well, but I saw Darren after he was buried, and he is not dead."

Greeeeeat.....Another one of Steve's wacko conspiracy theories...Can't wait to hear what this one's about...

"Darren's a vampire..." Steve hissed.

Okay, this one isn't wacko...I like this one...Calm down Dana, you can't let them see your obsession...They'll think you're creepy...

"Vampires don't exist." Tommy said.

"Alan..." Steve said. "Darren sucked on your leg..." Oooh, Dana is interested...Dana wants to hear more about this...when did this happen...? I don't remember it.

"Well, yeah, but I'm" Alan got interrupted.

"Darren is a vampire..." Steve said again.

"SHUT UP STEVE!" I cried. Despite how much I wanted to hear more about Steve's theory, I just wish he wasn't referring to Darren. "Darren's not a god-damned vampire! I--" Oh, shit...I almost said it.

Wait...you haven't figured it out yet, have you? This is why I HATE being my own narrator...See, my dad, well, he became a vampire a few years after I was born...Yeah, Steve's right...vampires are real. There's some fiction to them, but I'm not saying the fiction is in their existance. That's why I'm writing this. I'm hoping that the more I say that vampires are real, the more I'm hoping that people are going to take this piece of work as a work of fiction, instead of fact...Now, back to my dad. When I was ten, I found out that my dad was a vampire. And, after enough obsessive begging and pleading, my dad promised to blood me when his friend, the vampire who blooded him, returned to town...And that was maybe, six to eight months before Darren died...Hey, maybe Steve's right...but he is the one who needs therapy...But I couldn't let Steve know this...but he found out anyways...

"You're not." Steve started.

"I'm not!" I lied...Damnit...that was bad. Bad, bad, bad, very, very, very bad lie.

"Dana?" Alan continued.

"You can't..." Tommy finished. I opened up my hand and showed them the small scars on my fingers.

"I am..." I said reluctantly. My dad is sooooo going to kill me.

Chapter One:

Steve's eyes filled with, eh, I dunno, maybe anger, fear, hatred, something along those lines. Please don't kill me, Steve!

"Then why are you doing in daylight?" he asked.

Good, he's not going to kill me!........I hope so. "Sun doesn't harm me." I said. "I'm only half." My dad is serioulsy going to kill me.

Steve opened his hand to reveal a newly sealed scar in the shape of a cross. "No, Steve." I sighed. " No, holy shit, garlic,and mirrors are fake myths, everything but sunlight, blood and cameras. And yes, we do eat normal food."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Tommy asked taking a half step back.

This is why I think Tommy's an idiot.

"Tommy, I'm not stupid. I wouldn't have told anyone if you hadn't guessed." I said. "Plus my dad didn't want me to tell." Tomym was stepping back again. "Tommy, honestly, do you think I'd hurt you guys?"

"Well, you did pull a chunk of Steve's hair out in first grade..." Alan started. I hit him on the head.

"I lied." I yawned. "I'll hit you like that."

"HOW LONG!" Steve shouted. " I could've been with you when it happened!"

"It was only a few months ago!" I said. " My--" NO! BAD DANA! Don't say it!! Too late..."dad blooded me."

"Dude!" Alan gasped. "Your dad...is a vampire! Since when?"

"I was four." I sighed.

"Who blooded your dad?" Steve asked curiously.

"I don't know him, but I know his name is Larten Crepsley." Steve grabbed me and started shaking me. That's fund when you're not being screamed at and after you've just had a pudding snack.

"HE'S THE VAMPIRE THAT SAID I HAVE BAD BLOOD!!" he roared. Steve stopped shaking me. Ooooo...blenders are flying around me! "You...have to get your dad to blood me."

"I'm really sorry Steve," I said. "but my dad's in enough trouble with the vampires, since he blooded me."

"Shit..." Steve growled following suit of kicking the soccer ball at the schools outer wall. The bell then rang to go back in...Thank you Board of Education...Wait...school sucks!

"You guys have to swear not to tell anyone." I said darkly. "Not even if you meet someone else like me...If you do...I will hunt you down..." Alan lost the color in his face, so I think they got it. They better have.

We had Mr. Dalton for last period. It was English, Mr. Dalton had stopped subbing for all of the teachers since...I don't remember, but it was pretty recently.

I couldn't pay attention today. Darren's dead, everyone knows I'm a vampire, Steve treated me like a blender...Hmm, Mr. Dalton's talking about adverbial clauses...easy shhhhhpeeeeasy. Why can't we do some writing? I want to write about how pissy, wissy piss-pissed wissed pissed, fished pissed I am about today. Hmm, I don't know if I believe Steve, but what if Darren is still alive, but he's a vampire too? I think I'm going to go over to Darren's house today and talk to Annie; she lived with him. Maybe she has some proof to Steve's story. Maybe if I met this Larten Crepsley, he'd be able to help me. Maybe dad knows...but how does Steve know this Crepsley dude? Maybe--

"Miss Hollow!" Mr Dalton roared.

"What?" I asked.

"What is the word that starts the adverbial clause in number nine?" Mr. Dalton asked me. I looked down and saw Steve flipping the English book to the proper page.

"Oh..." I said starting at the problem. "The word is...after..."

"Correct." Mr. Dalton said as he ressumed class.

I wish I was a full vampire. That way, I wouldn't have to go to school. Hmm, I bet I'd have a theme song. Dana, Dana, Dana of the Damned. Told her secret when her friend was in the death can. She's only a teen, but her life's cursed, how do you suppose her life could get worse?! Hee. I think I'll sing that to dad...I just can't let him know I told...Hey, what's that ringing sound?

"Dana!" Tommey yelled in my ear. The bell was ringing to symbolize the end of class and the school day. "Time to go."

I grabbed my books and followed Steve, Alan and Tommy to our lockers. I yawned as I put my books into my bag. "I need to go to sleep..." I grumbled.

"Maybe the vampire blood is affecting you." Steve joked. Wait...why was he being all friendly toward me being a vampire, but sounding like a man bitch when he talked about Darren possibly being one? Anyways, why couldn't Steve learn to whisper?

"Be quiet!" I hissed.

"I really can't see you drinking blood, Dana." Alan said with a shiver.

"What's it taste like?" Tommy asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Good." me and Steve said in unison. He had some twisted smile on his face. Alan put his fingers into a cross.

"Stay back ye foul creatures of the damned." Alan laughed. Okay, I admit, it was pretty funny. Alan said it with a weird accent...I love weird accents.

The four of us started heading out of the school. You know, being part vampire makes it so you can have the best pranks. It's great to scare your friends shittless.

As soon as we opened the door and stepped out, I made this weird hissing sound and collapsed to the ground.

"D-dana?" Tommy asked. I didn't respond. Okay, fooled one. Steve started nudging me with his foot.

"Dana get up." I still didn't move.

"Dana?" Alan asked. Fooled Alan!

"Leave her...Let the vampire sizzle." They started walking away when...I reached my arm out and grabbed Steve's ankle. I could feel that I scared him. I got up and manuevered in front of them.

"You guys are so easy!: I shouted. Steve punched me over my breast. Any lower, I'd have smacked him. "Steve, if you had hit me any lower I'd have smacked you."

"Okay..."Steve sighed. "So, it's 9 wins, 2 losses for you, right?"

"Yeah." I said. "Listen, I'm going over to Annie's today. I'll catch up with you later. I need to talk to Darren's parents.

We said goodbye, Steve wanted me to come over on Saturday. Great, what am I now? Steve's substitute, Darren? Eh, who cares.

A/N: So, how did everyone like my first fic without Kurda? Remember please don't flame. One thing that character I have dedicated this story to, despite how he's not the main objective, it Alan Morris. I love him and I am really jealous that Darren sucked on his leg, and not mine. Ironically, right after I read that chapter, I slipped while playing soccer and my leg cut open. I know...it's weird.