A/N it's been too long, honestly, I really needed to update this story, I've been so busy, but anyways I'll thank you guys at the end…

Disclaimer, I don't own it!

Last Time:

"Darren, I just uh wanted to say that I love you. I never hated you, I loved you and regretted every word that came out of my mouth that day…I still do, will you be my mate, if you come out of that room alive, I swear to all of the vampire gods, that I will be your mate forever and always…"

"So, I take that as a yes?"

"A definite yes…"

I smiled broadly, and as he walked into "the room of fire" as we called it.

And as he walked into it he shot me one last smirk. If he survived, he knew that he be my mate, so let's just say, he'd be having a very busy night…

This time:

After several minutes had gone by the challenge was over, and they opened the doors.

Darren was lying down, unconscious and burnt pretty badly.

I cried out to him, as I ran inside of the room.

"Darren! Darren, wake up, you're fine. Come now, open your eyes. Darren? Darren will you listen to me!" I began to go hysterical.

Arra walked in and dragged me out of the room, and away from Darren's body.

Darren looked like a bad piece of toast, limp, burnt, and very bad smelling.

I sobbed, letting my heels make friction against the floor, trying (but my efforts were only in vain…) to make Arra stop, and let me run back to my new mate.

Arra brought me back to my room, and locked the door saying

"I don't want you going over to Darren's room. You will only be getting in the way of everyone, Darren might be fine, and he might not be, so stop worrying about him. Just sit in here, and wait for us to come over here, and tell you if anything happens."

I tried to protest, but there was no use. So I just sat on my bed, and I decided on calling Steve.

God knows, that I haven't talked to him in a long time…

1-773-555-4587 ring, ring, ring, ring, ring…

"Hello, Steve here."

"Hi, Steve, it's Elle."

"Why on earth are you calling so late?"

"Oh, well, I just wanted to talk to you."

"At four thirty in the morning?"

"Well yes, my fiancée has just been burnt, very badly. And they don't know if he'll live. And I just needed to talk to someone."

"I see, so how'd he get burnt?"

Think Elle think…um, start crying. I thought to myself.

I began to sob in a very hard manner.

"Oh El, come on. Stop crying. It can't be that bad, what was he lighting candles in your room or something?"

I kept on crying, saying things that wouldn't even be able to be heard. Just keep him know that I wasn't making this stuff up,

"El, I can't even understand you. Calm down, and speak up!"

Then the idea hit me with a pang. I took a couple deep breaths, and began to talk.

"I and Darren were sitting by the fire, but then a blanket caught on fire, and soon the whole house was in flames. Darren got out, but I was passed out because of all the smoke. So he went back inside to save me. And on the way out he got burnt very badly. Scalded by flames."

"Darren, as in the Darren Shan, the vampire freak…"

"No! We've been through this already; He's not the same Darren as the one we grew up with. And Steve I'm in my hour of need and you're criticizing me of my man? Honestly, I don't even think I'll invite you to the wedding…"

"No Elle, you can't do this to me…"

"Oh yes, I can. My fiancée might be dying, and you can't even offer kindness. You're commenting, on how much you hate y old friend, which I haven't seen since the day he died. So cut the crap, and leave me be about Darren, and get it through your big, thick oversized head, that he isn't DARREN SHAN. DARREN SHAN IS BLOODY DEAD!"

Harkat, walked into my room, looking horribly sad.

"HE IS?" he asked

"I've got to go Steve, don't bother calling back. I can't stand you right now…"

I hung up the phone, and said to Harkat.

"I don't know Harkat. I'm going to bed, don't bother waking me up unless you get news."

"Sure, I'll be there to wake you up if anything happens."

"Alright, Can you leave or something?"

Harkat, walked out, and went into Darren's room.

Inside, the medics were working anxiously over him. Harkat, watched them, poking and prodding at Darren.

He was alive, or so they told him. So he watched for only a minute, before being pushed out again. So he walked into Elle's room, and told her everything that had happened. Hoe they were shaving his hair off. And how he was still alive right now that is.

She nodded, and hugged her pillow. She was taking in everything that had just happened to her, the promise to mate with her, the task, and the purge.

Oh, man, the purge, maybe that's why she was extra moody.

She felt nauseous, so she went to lie down again.

Lying down felt so good, Elle closed her eyes, and enjoyed the quiet peace.

She slept for several hours, shivering, while cold sweat fell from her brow. She covered herself with more blankets, but it didn't work.

She cried, and went to sleep, hoping someone would come and care for her. In her dream, Darren was glowing in white, and he was hugging her.

Then suddenly, a stranger came and broke their embrace. He then, took her out of their (Elle, and Darren's) house.

She screamed and kicked. But, even so, he wouldn't subside, in the mean time Darren got the death penalty for using her phone.

But as he was about to be killed he professed his love to someone named Debbie.

When she woke up, she was still burning up, but she was now in the same hammock as Darren.

She had a cool cloth on her head, and everyone around them seemed worried about everything.

"Darren you have to go to the meeting. Do you think you can manage it?"

"I guess, I can" His throat was scratchy, and barely audible.

"I'm coming too." I exclaimed weakly

"No, you're staying in bed."

Larten gave her a look, and she waved me on.

I wrapped myself in blankets, and was about ready to leave, when Arra came and took them.

"We wouldn't want the princes thinking you're weak…"

So I went with him, helping him stand. And muttering sweet things in his ear,

"We can ask Paris if he'll wed us…"

"No, now is not the time. I'm too weak for the ceremony, I'm sorry Elle."

"Well maybe, if I hold you come on, you promised!"

"You said if I cam out perfectly fine. Do I look perfectly fine to you?"

"Well no, but Darren, I love you."

"And I love you too. But now isn't the time."

"But-"

"N-O you hear him Elle, not right now. I swear, you're too young, and if you don't even know how to take no for an answer I know that you're still a little child. Grow up a little will you Elle?" shouted Arra

I began to cry, and I began to run back to my room. I grabbed all of my belongings, including all my robes, underwear, and regular clothes. And I began to run.

I planned on either leaving Vampire Mountain, or just camping out by our waterfall. I decided to let my feet do the deciding.

They led me to the waterfall; I guess I wasn't ready to leave everyone just yet.

It was our waterfall, I began to cry. I laid myself down on the ground.

This was where we first kissed, and where he proposed to me.

It was very hard to be here, all I could think about was Darren.

I cried myself to sleep.

Meanwhile after Darren's meeting with the princes

"Don't you think you guys were a little hard on Elle?"

"I didn't mean to be so harsh to her, but I didn't feel good and she was getting on my nerve."

"And you Arra, why are you acting so cold towards Elle?"

"I have read some of the things she thinks of me (a/n this is stuff in Elle's diary)"

"Like what?"

"Like how I' am a control freak, and I'm over protective, and I care too much. I try and do the best thing for her, and now she has just the line. She wants a 'normal' aunt; she'll get what she wants."

"Arra she had a huge fever and you shoved her out the door, and told her not to shame you."

Arra huffed and puffed, and tried her very hardest not to think of her horrible behavior towards her one love.

"I'm going to find Elle; I've been a disgusting bitch. If I'm needed by the princes, please cover for me."

Larten nodded, and gave her an embracing hug, just because she looked like she needed one.

She ran towards Elle's room, and tried to open it. It was jammed shut, but after prying at it, she finally got it open.

The sight was horrifying. She screamed at the sight of it. The room was bare. Nothing was tacked to the walls. The bed was made the sheets neatly pressed to the bed looking as if it had never been touched. The walls no longer had the godly posters of famous fighters, and British stars.

Arra ran towards the closet and opened the door, and shrieked in horror. Bear to the limbs, just as the rest of the room had been.

Just as she turned to walk away, she saw the mobile she had given to me, turned off, and left on my bed.

She covered her face and let out deep, mournful, cries; she knew that the fact that Elle was gone was because of her.

Back at the Waterfall

I was dreaming about the mating ceremony that I wanted Darren and me to have. I would be wearing a nice dress, and there'd be plenty of fighting. Tons of ale, and much dancing, the party would go on for days, maybe even for a whole week!

And just as I dreamt Darren was picking me up, and carrying me over the threshold of our new house. I was laughing with glee, and enjoying everything we ever dreamt of.

I snuggled into his chest, and woke up. But I was still being carried!

I looked around, and saw a purple skinned, red eyed monster. A vampaneze if I ever saw one. I began to kick and scream. Laughter boomed out of his mouth and echoed around the caves.

"You're not going anywhere little one…"

I screamed, and fought to get out of his arms. I even managed to get out of his arms; for about three seconds flat.

Then the purple stranger scooped me up in is arms roughly. I could feel bruises forming on my arms and legs from his roughness.

I beg to use my extremely thick nails to scratch him, maybe if I hurt him enough he'd let me go.

Needless to say it didn't work. I bit his arm, he wailed at its soreness. I smirked and he put me down. But not to let me go; no, instead he punched me.

I cried out in pain, staggered, and fell to the ground. His laughter filled the caves again, and so did the laughs of many others.

I blanched, and looked around to see several others there laughing, and smiling at me.

Backing up, until I hit the wall behind me was not one of the many good ideas I usually seemed to generate.

The others surrounded me, and one of them grabbed me by my hair. I closed my eyes, and bit my lip. Not wanting to let them see me show my pain.

He took out a pair of handcuffs, and hand cuffed me to these grommets in the stone floor.

I tried to get up, but my efforts only in vain, I cried in frustration. Banging my hands onto the floor, and broke down into sighing tears.

"Our friend has been waiting to see you…" he grunted.

"What friend?" I wondered out loud. But then I looked up, and saw the devil himself, staring into her enormous blue eyes.

She gasped at the presence in front of her.

"Steve?"

"Hello Elle. I always knew you were a vampire, but I honestly never knew that you'd still be quite this beautiful. Oh come now, give your old lover a kiss…"

"Never!" I shouted, as I spat at his feet.

"You're a disgrace to your race el. Oh how I wish you could become one of ours. Too bad it isn't done anymore. You'd be such a vamanezess…"

"You disgust me! Now let me go you jerk!"

"Oh no, I wouldn't dare. You would run away, and hide in our hero Darren Shan's arms…Now tell me Elle, why wouldn't you come running into my arms? I mean I love you, I could've gone for any other girl, but I went for you. There were several flustering over me, but no I went for you. And you and that good for nothing Shan boy have been on my mind ever since the both of you disappeared on me, and left me feeling empty. You ruined my life Elle! How could you? You knew I loved you. But that's just not fair, leaving me in the time I needed you the most. God sometimes you are the biggest bitch I know…"

"It's not my fault that you were infatuated with me. It's not like I asked for that, but blaming me for moving away. Now that's just hurtful, do you think that I wanted to go and leave my friends and the town I loved?"

"You seemed pretty damn happy leaving with that Jake…You probably thought he loved you and everything, but he didn't, he loved your body."

"You take that back! Jake is my friend, I think you're just jealous. Just because all those years ago Larten didn't pick you to be his assistant, well I' am sorry Steve. Now can you let me go?"

They all laughed at her persistence.

A/N I think that I'll leave it right there for now. A tornado is expected to be hitting, so I want to be off the computer just in case. But before I get off, I have to thank my wonderful beta reader. Emikae; Emikae we love you very much and without you this story wouldn't be what it is…

And also to Fear the Walls of Jericho; you are the only person who reviewed this chapter. And you get a cookie for it…