Chapter 3

Yawning Darren sat up. The sun was just setting and he looked over to Harkat. He was fast asleep with his arm around Creature who lay silently beside him appearing to be peacefully asleep as well.

"Darren?"

"Shh!" Darren warned as Mr.Crepsley walked into the room. He pointed to the bed and looked back at Mr.Crepsley. A frown creased his brow.

"Come Darren we should eat. They will be awake when we return." Darren nodded and followed him out.

Her eyes opened at the sound of the door opening and closing. The sun had just set and Darren and Mr.Crepsley had gone out to eat. On her first try to stand she realized that Harkat had taken his old position with his arm around her shoulders and his face buried in her think "mane" of hair at the nape of her neck. Slowly she let out a small growl that was more purr then growl and settled back down and allowed him to wake in his own time.

Waking up he felt his face buried in something soft. Groaning he sat up and looked at the black pile of fur lying in bed next to him.

'Good evening sleepy head,' Creature laughed and gently licked his cheek. 'The others went to…feed. You better eat to there's some food in the kitchen.' Harkat was surprised not only by the fact that she was asleep in his bed but the fact that she wasn't uncomfortable or embarrassed about his arm being on her shoulders.

"Right," he went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen.

'Um Harkat could you do me a favor?'

"Sure what is it?"

'There's some uh chicken in the fridge do you think you could um put it on the floor where I can reach it? This form comes with problems like a killer appetite.' There was a wolfish grin on her face when she said this and Harkat smiled back. Reaching into the fridge he pulled out the half chicken and placed it gently on the floor where Creature attacked it with relish.

The door opened and closed as Darren and Mr.Crepsley entered the kitchen Mr.Crepsley looked down at the dog who had now devoured half of the leftover chicken and was now trying to get to some in the bottom. Raising an eyebrow he looked at Harkat who just shook his head and continued to eat the cooked bacon on his plate along with the fried eggs.

"So, Creature, how long will you stay like this?"

'Till we leave or till we are in a situation where this form will not come in handy but seen as you attackers are mere humans this form will come in useful. It also is good for attacking vampires seen as this form is part 'wolf(werewolf) but your other enemies are vampaneze and this form is useless against them however another form might have some more effect therefore I will remain like this until I need to change or my identity has been revealed.' After finishing her little speech she fell upon the bottom of the chicken, Harkat had turned it over while she talked, and once again resumed her ferocious eating.

After they had all finished eating, in Harkat and Creature's case, they packed up what little they had and stole out into the night. Walking was slow but with Harkat, Darren and a 200 lb dog Mr.Crepsley knew he couldn't carry them all, even though Creature can flit Darren and Harkat could not. It was too much for him to carry.

Creature walked beside Mr.Crepsley and was listening quietly to his thoughts when she entered with a private thought of her own, 'I shall carry Harkat if the time comes when a quick escape is necessary.' Surprised by her words Mr.Crepsley looked down at her and gave a tight smile but unfortunately that plan would come into action all too soon. Not ten minutes later a vampaneze jumped out in front of them.

"Shit," swore Darren as they ran for it. Running into an old abandoned church they looked behind them. Creature all of a sudden turned around and let out a ferocious growl that sounded more lion then dog but she also stood her hair on end causing her to look three times the size she actually was, 'Run!' The thought echoed in their heads as they ran down the long corridor trying to ignore the obvious signs of a battle.

Panting they all stopped running on the second floor but the spot they were standing on showed them exactly why the old church was abandoned. The floor gave out and even Mr.Crepsley was caught off guard. They fell the one story but Mr.Crepsley couldn't keep his balance and landed heavily on one ankle. Wincing in pain he just sat there looking at his dislocated ankle in rage. Looking around for an exit they found they were trapped. There was a window between them and the door but there was no way they'd reach it. The door on the other hand was blocked by vampaneze and vampets.

'Christ! There's no way out!' thought Darren as he tried to help Mr.Crepsley to his feet. Everyone continued trying to think of a way to get out but there was nothing coming to them.