Ok! Here's the final chapter! Enjoy!

"What happened? Why am I in bed? Someone is...touching me?"

I cracked an eye open to see who's presence I felt. Noodle of course... I could smell her familliar peach perfume before I even opened my eyes. She was stroking my claw...whispering softly to me...wait..."My CLAW?" I jerked away from her touch, forgetting all of the courage I had gathered about telling her, but she put a finger to my lips and "shhed" me until I was quiet. "Its okay Stu-san, I already know." she cooed, taking my claw once again. "Your not afraid?" I squeaked, hardly being able to believe the idea. She smiled and brushed my hair back.

"You are still 2D-san...you haven't changed."

"B-but Noodle! I ate zombies! An-and attacked Murdoc! And..." She silenced me again. "You are still the same to me."

"But I have claws! And fangs! And I had to use all my will power so I wouldn't eat Russel!" I cried, tearing up again.

She just smiled. "I accept you."

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"Everything...hurts..."

I found myself lying on my back, looking up at an endless red sky. My heart was pounding in my head...the beats were off...like my heart was being squeezed. I gaged at the sight, and smell of my own organs. They were compleatly exposed, my chest torn open, autopsy style. Beads of sweat gathered on my forehead and trickeled down my face. My arms and legs were spread wide open, being held there with long, black chords.

A black haze oozed over me, taking shape, and standing between my calves. My vocal chords tightened, making a lump in my throat, when I saw the familiar smile of the demon that had bit me, seemingly years ago. It streached its fingers down to my eye level, and dragged them down my neck to my open chest. They reasted at my heart.

What was left of it. Now it was a blackened mass of flesh, barely beating, and spreading the tainted blood to the rest of my body. Through my veins...poisoning...destroying.

Though the demon was standing over me, I couldn't feel its presence. I felt torn in half, alone, cold and shaking, soul barely attached to body...like when Michelle ran away, whan Murdoc hurt me, when I wanted to tell Russel everything, so much...but couldn't...

"I accept you."

The memory of Noodle's kind voice rang in my ears...I think that's what I needed all along. Acceptance. I wanted it...lusted after it. Needed it. I needed it from...me. The whole time I was thinking about the others accepting me...I didn't even accept myself. What made me think anyone else would if I didn't?

The demon seemed to hear my thoughts; It forced more poison through my veins, trying to distract me. I screamed and struggled, while the demon's smile grew wider. I bled through my eyes...mouth...even my ears. The blood was pulpy and discolored, and had an odd taste to it. My chest heaved up and down, and tears poured from my eyes, mixing with the blood. The demon smiled, knowing that I couldn't take it, that I had no will to live.

But Noodle accepts me. She dosen't care!

"Noodle loves me." I said out loud. The demon squeezed again. I gasped, taking in as much air as I could before speaking again. "So what if Michelle didn't accept me? She never loved me anyway!"

My words vibrated from my throat through my body, ringing true in my ears. The demon felt it too; It wrapped more black chords around my wrists, and dug its nails in. It changed shape, mimicking Michelle's form. I blinked.

It screamed at me, the way the real Michelle did when she saw me. It was trying to hurt me, make me forget that someone loves me. I stared "her" straight in the eye.

It changed shape again, this time becoming Murdoc. "Murdoc" knelt down, still keeping the suffocating grip on me, and snaked a human hand across my face. "Getting desprate?" he asked, perfectly copying Murdoc's growly voice. I didn't say anything. I didn't need to. The demon already knew it wasn't working. It changed shape a third time. This time it made me mad.

It changed into Noodle. "I don't accept you! What makes you think I would accept a monster?

That hit me "bullseye" straight in the heart. That worked...

"But its just a demon!" the logic that I thought was long gone finally spoke up. It was right. Its just a demon. "No I'm not! I'm Noodle!" It giggled, having read my thoughts. I closed my eyes. "No...Noodle loves me...you're just...a demon."

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"2D-san! Wake up! Please wake up!"

Noodles voice echoed in my ears. "N-noodle?" I opened my eyes, to see Noodle, Russel, and even Murdoc standing over me. "I'm healed." I squeaked, barely audible. Russel glanced over at Murdoc, who glanced back in a sort of "Did you understand a word he just said?" way. They did that alot. Noodle wiped blood from my eyes and the corners of my lips. "I'm healed." I said louder.

I am healed.

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I'm still a vampire. Nothing changed. Physically, I mean...But I like it. Murdoc always says "How are you healed? You still look like a monster."

But he dosen't get it. I accept myself. I don't care if I'm a monster. Sure, I still eat zombies, and I can't go outside in the daylight...But I don't miss the sun. I belong in darkness, and I wouldn't have it any other way. We do alot of different things now. You know, secret rave party gigs at four in the morning, night clubs, glowsticks. All that cool stuff. The fans love it, you know. They accept...alot of goths think its sexy. Murdoc stoped bothering me, asking for sex...I just gave him what he wanted. I'm not gay...I just wanted Murdoc to be happy. I think he is...satisfied. I know Michelle never loved me. She rejected me. That really hurt, but I forgive her. Yes, I'm still me, still Stu-Pot...but not entirely. I think its always been inside me, you know? Waiting to get out...waiting to be exposed...A vampire...Yes, I think I've always had...

A vampire heart.

The END!

Yes, its the end! I've finished one whole chapter story! Yayy! So what did you think? Was my writing good? Or was it just the idea good, and the writing crap? Or the other way around? Were the "pairings" satisfying? You know, Noodle loved 2D and 2D gave Muds what he wanted? Please tell me! I need to know! Thank you to all the nice people who reviewed, it was great to hear feedback! Ok, bye bye!