Wow, I can't believe I'm updating again. Awesome. I'm actually really sick today, with a fever of 101.2 F, about, 38.4 C. It was about 103 F, about 39.5C. Not quite sure how that happened, I've been taking good care of myself, eating properly, getting exercise,...etc., Anyways, for any of you who are interested, I have a new boyfriend, if you read my profile from about a year ago, you'd know my ex, Mark the wigger dumped me. But, I'm almost at my three month mark with my loverly Alex. Being sick sucks, because the only channel that is airing anything is the history channel. -dies- Soo, yeah, for all of those who considered taking this off your alert list, don't. Because, no matter how long it is, a year or more. Eventually I will update it. I've had the previous chapter sitting around for about two months, and I'm not sure why I didn't submit it. My story, Sister Vamp, has a final chapter written, I just need to edit that, so if you read that series, just wait a bit and soon you'll have it. Anywaysm go grab yourselves some organic carrots and french dressing and a very sugary cup of green tea and enjoy!

Chapter Six:

A month past, and Cirque members started to come and go. Among those leaving, a huuuuuge shock to all of us, was: Steve.

"I'm tired of just waiting around..." he growled one night. "I'm sick of waiting! When the hell is Darren coming back!"

"He'll come back when he comes back!" Annie snapped. "If I can wait almost two years, Steven, then so can you!"

Yeah, Annie was mad. When she called him Steven, or when she called Tommy, Thomas. Then we knew she was mad.

"Come on Annie! Darren's a goddamn vampire! He'll probably never come back!" I arose from the stool I was sitting on, moved over to Steve and slapped him in the face.

"I'm a vampire too! And I came back, after I had been gone for a year! Darren will too!" I yelled.

Steve got up, his eyes dark with anger. "I'm leaving." he announced. "Don't go looking for me if Darren comes back. I want to find him on my own."

Darren did come back actually. But in the dead of night. Only I got to see him.

It was January. Christmas had just past, my dad had sent packages for all of us to the Cirque. News came that he had explained to the Shans where Annie was. He told me that they didn't seem to care. (Guess dad was right).

January 4th...Dead, cold, icy night, with no heat, except from the people around you. A.K.A, hardly any heat.

Didn't stop me from staying out, the slight amount of snow on the ground, coating my lovely little sneakers. Damnit! These are my only shoes for the winter!

I sat in from of my tent, playing around with one of the vials of blood Dad sent me with. One word: Ick. There were times back home, when dad would force me to swallow the blood. Isn't that just wonderful?

I had been debating if I should really drink any of it. I was tired, hadn't drank in about two months, and I felt like I was dying. I wonder if Darren was like this?

"Dana!" I heard a voice say in the distance once I finally decided to open the vial. "Holy hell! Dana!" I heard feet crunching over the snow, and a fast paced breathing. I corked the vial, jumped up, and noticed, the one, the only, Darren Shan running toward me.

I shoved the bottle in my pocket, hiding it. MINE! (Why am I so protective? I have no idea) Darren drew his arms around me, hugging me tightly. It was as if he hadn't seen me in years. Wait...he hasn't!

"I was right!" I whisper squealed. "I knew you were still alive!" I looked at his face, a face that hadn't changed, just like mine. "Dad knew you were alive too!"

"Your Dad?" Darren commented. "I thought he left." I shook my head, sorry Darren, wrong.

"My mom left." I corrected, reaching my arms out to hug him again, but Darren took my wrists and looked at my fingers, his eyes growing wide with shock.

"Since when?" he asked, running his fingers over the scars.

"About a year ago." I said, taking my hands away from him.

Pauses are really uncomfortable, you know that? Especially when you've just scared your friend, who you thought was dead, in a way that it seems like he's just seen a dead person, even though you, yourself is seeing a "ghost."

"Who is this, Darren?" another voice said. I noticed a rather tall, red headed man, a grumpy face (like he hadn't slept in a while) and a long scar running down his face. The man was dressed in all red, and looked rather, well, angry. Ahh! Angry man!

Darren looked up the man, and semi-grinned. "Oh, this is a friend from my old school." he said it almost hesitantly.

The mans eyes glowed with fury, and stepped closer to me. Option one: scream Option Two: run away! Option Three: Stand there and shake nervously.

I had to stick with Option Three.

"You are Gabriel's child." he said. "I remember you from when I blooded your father. You've grown." Holy crap! This is the guy who blooded Dad!

"Mr. Crepsley..." Darren started. "I thought you never took an assistant besides me." The vampire looked at Darren awkwardly.

"He was not an assistant, he knew of the vampire ways from Gavner, so after being asked by him, I accepted, and blooded him just nights later." Mr. Crepsley said.

Darren and me looked at each other funny. He never knew this vampire had blooded other people, and I hadn't know he had blooded Darren.

I decided to change the subject.

"Darren, Annie, Alan and Tommy are here." I said. Darren jumped back, and Mr. Crepsley groaned. "What? We all knew you were still alive courtesey of Steve." Darren groaned this time.

"Is he here?" he asked. I shook my head and told him Steve had left just days earlier in search of him. "Listen, you can't let any of them know I'm here! Tell them that I really am dead and Steve's gone crazy. Tell them all to go home! Tell them it was all a waste of time!"

"I will not, Darren Shan!" I snapped. I noticed Mr. Crepsley looking on at the both of us, and starting to laugh.

"This seems to be as if it is a lovers quarrel." me and Darren seemed to shoot the same, angry glare at the vampire.

"No, no, no!" Darren spazzed. "Me and Dana...kind of hated each other back in school!"

"God! Me and Darren got in fights playing soccer constantly!" I added. The vampire laughed, seeming to enjoy this, a lot.

"Like I said, lovers quarrel."

The Next Morning

"Guys," I said to Annie, Alan and Tommy the next day. "It's a waste of time." I can't believe I'm listening to Darren. "He's not coming back." Well...I'm only halfway listening to him. "Steve was right. He's out there somewhere, and we don't know where."

Annie sat there, crying. I could see why. She loved Darren. After all, he was her brother!

"I think we should all part ways, go search for him." I said. "But I want to stay here. In case any vampires pass through. That way I can talk to them about him. Maybe find out where he's going."

And that was that.

They left.

And I stayed at the Cirque.

I stayed, because I wanted my best friend, and my worst enemy, Darren Shan, to be safe.

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