A/N: I'm on a roll! Ya got the last chapter three days ahead of when I was originally going to post it! But since not much happened I'm trying to get this chapter out as fast as possible. …It's not working…

Thanks to:

M-Python-Girl

GothicJak: You think you've got bad mental images? I dreamt Jak was pregnant last night!

Shadows-of-flame: I almost wish it didn't have to stop happening…

Pochacco5

Desert Shymalan: Crowley says thanks for worshipping him. Personally I don't think his head needs to get much bigger… -Crowley hits her- Ow…

GoodMorningBeautiful2005

Lioness of darkness: … -getting ideas to put into the story- …Sometimes I think reviewers alter my story too much. There's at least three things in this story so far that are only there because reviewers suggested them and I already have up to chapter 11/12 written out in a notebook.

DarkMaster2

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AsanoMatsuya

Sylvia: I took my name from an African myth I read once. The girl, Sabulana, saved her village by bringing back the old beliefs after they had started neglecting the gods. When she was dying of starvation, she went to see the ghosts of the ancestors to ask for their advice on what to do because the village was dying and they helped her realise what had gone wrong. She went back to the village and told her people what they should be doing. She almost died but when she recovered they made her chieftain of the village. .

And now

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Warnings: yaoi, vampirism

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I'm just using them for my own nefarious purposes. :evil laughter:

#Story#start#

Torn's first stop was at the blood bank. He didn't dare stay too long. He gave himself just enough time to sneak in, grab a few bags of the more common blood types and get out. He was on his way to pick up supplies for Jak when he picked up a familiar scent. It was animalistic but also seemed human and there was a trace of Dark Eco.

"Daxter," Torn murmured.

A quick look around confirmed that the ottsel was walking dejectedly down the street towards him. He was keeping close to the wall to avoid being trampled. The little ottsel hadn't noticed Torn yet so the vampire stayed where he was and picked Daxter up when he was close enough. Quickly he covered the ottsel's mouth so he couldn't shout and attract unwanted attention.

The vampire slipped into an alley where they wouldn't be noticed. He crouched down and put the ottsel on the ground.

"Don't make any loud noises, rat. I don't want the attention," Torn growled before letting Daxter speak.

The ottsel's eyes widened as he realised it was Torn who's abducted him from the street.

"Torn!" he exclaimed louder than the vampire would have liked.

"Shh! I can't be found yet!" Torn hissed.

"What's goin' on? Where's Jak?" Daxter asked. "He better be alright or I'm gonna-"

"Jak's fine, rat. Don't worry about him," Torn said.

"So ya gonna tell me what's goin' on and where you two went?" Daxter asked, tapping his paw impatiently.

"It's nothing for you to be concerned about," Torn replied. "Jak just got mixed up in something he shouldn't have and I'm doing everything I can to make sure he gets out of this alive."

"Nothing for me to be concerned about! You've just told me Jak's mixed up in something dangerous and it's nothing for me to be concerned about! He's my best buddy! Of course I'm going' ta be concerned!" Daxter half-shouted.

Torn looked around to see if they'd been noticed but couldn't see anyone.

"I told you to keep it down!"

"Tell me what's going on!" Daxter insisted.

"I can't, furball. Jak would kill me if I put you in danger. You're already in danger just by talking to me so just shut up and listen!" Torn snarled.

Daxter looked around nervously but stayed quiet. "Is this something to do with the people who want to kill you? Not that I can blame them for wanting you dead…sheesh… you send them out on too many difficult missions in the Underground?"

"Rat," Torn growled. "Answers to those questions will get you killed." He narrowed his eyes and glared warningly at the ottsel.

"So what did you want if you aren't going to tell me what's going on?" Daxter asked.

"I just…thought you should know Jak is okay but I don't know how long it will be before we can return," Torn answered. In all honesty, he had no idea why he'd decided to talk to Daxter. "Anything you want me to tell Jak?"

"Yeah. Tell him he better get his scrawny ass back soon because we miss him. And he better be prepared to answer a lot of questions. That goes for you too, Tattooed Wonder!" Daxter said, pointing at Torn.

Yeah yeah…" Torn said dismissively.

"I mean it!" Daxter said firmly. "I wanna know everything. It's not like Jak to go off and have an adventure without me!"

"Trust me, this is one adventure you really don't want to be part of," Torn said with a smirk.

"Like I've ever wanted to be part of Jak's adventures but he'd not last two seconds without me!" Daxter replied.

"He's lasting just fine now, rat," Torn growled. "Time away from you is probably doing him good!"

"Yeah right! I bet he's lying in some hiding place, half dead!" Daxter said. "And you're out here not caring for him at all and what if he gets found? Who's going to protect him if he's half dead?"

Torn glared at the ottsel. "Keep it down, rat!" he growled. "Jak isn't half dead, just a little weakened from blood loss. He'll be on his feet again in no time and don't you dare say that I don't care for him!" Torn said in a dangerously low growl.

Daxter gulped at the tone of voice. "Okay…" he squeaked.

Torn nodded. "See you later, rat," he said and fled the alleyway.

Daxter blinked. "I didn't think Captain Laryngitis could move that fast…" he muttered.

Torn made his way to the bazaar, intending to buy more food and drink for Jak.

'So, you went and spoke to Daxter, who you obviously don't like, just to get a message for Jak?' a voice in his mind said quizzically.

'So what if I did?' Torn mentally replied. 'Nothing wrong with that.'

'And now you're going to buy stuff for Jak. Maybe get a few of his favourite snacks? It would make him smile after all and he has such a beautiful smile…'

'Just what are you getting at?' Torn asked the voice.

The voice giggled and Torn stopped in his tracks.

'Get out of my head. Now,' he commanded. 'Talk to me face to face, vampire!'

'Not yet. Do you really think I want the vampire hunters on my tail too?'

'Who are you? Why didn't I know you were in the city?'

'All it due time, Torn.'

Torn felt the vampire presence leave his mind. 'Why did I not realise there was another vampire?' he wondered.

Suddenly he felt the presence return but its mood was very different.

'Torn, if you want to protect Jak, you'd better get back to him while there's still a Jak to protect!'

No sooner than the words had entered his mind then Torn was off at a run back to the safe house. He travelled as fast as his vampire speed would let him. He took all the shortcuts he knew through streets and alleys and over rooftops to reach Jak as fast as he could.

The vampire reached the safe house in time to see a group of vampire hunters haul Jak out into the street. The blond was struggling weakly.

"Let me go! I haven't done anything to you!" he protested.

"Shut up! Tell us where the vampire has gone!" one of the vampire hunters said, punching Jak in the stomach.

"I'm right here," Torn called out, stepping out of the shadows. "Leave him alone. I'm the one you want."

"Then tell me, mosquito, why should we let your familiar go?" asked the man.

"He isn't a familiar. I drank from him only when he insisted I did but he isn't my familiar. He's only here through a few unfortunate events," Torn replied. "He isn't a part of this so let him go now!"

The vampire hunters moved to form a circle around Torn.

"Why should we believe you?" one asked.

"Vampires haven't taken familiars in centuries," Torn replied.

"Hmm…even so, why should we let him go?"

Torn looked over at where Jak lay on the ground. He saw the wide, panicked blue eyes watching him and pleading with him to run, fight, anything so long as he didn't die.

"I-I'll go quietly. You can take me wherever you want and kill me however you want. Just let him go back to his old life," Torn answered quietly.

"Really?" The vampire hunter sounded triumphant.

"Really. Just let me say goodbye first," Torn replied.

"Alright," the vampire hunter agreed. After all, he had the vampire right where he wanted him. It wouldn't hurt to let him say goodbye to the person he'd used as a midnight snack. "Any wrong moves and we put a crossbow bolt through both of you."

Torn nodded and walked slowly over to Jak. The blond struggled to sit up as Torn kneeled in front of him.

"Torn, don't do this," Jak whispered. "You can get away from them."

"And then they'll kill you. I can't let that happen," Torn replied. "I saw Daxter earlier and I said I would get you back to him."

"You spoke to Daxter?" Jak's eyes widened slightly in shock. "How is he?"

"Depressed, to put it bluntly. He needs you," Torn said. "They miss you Jak. You have to go back to them."

"Torn, if you go with them and die, I'll miss you," Jak murmured.

"I have to go, Jak. I'm so sorry I got you involved in this but now you have to go back to your friends and forget about me," Torn replied.

He tried to stand but Jak caught his arm.

"Please, Torn, don't do this," he pleaded.

Torn didn't respond. Jak let go.

Nothing more was said as Torn stood and was led away by the vampire hunters.

.chapter.end.

A/N: Oh dear lord, this should have been finished DAYS ago. Not that it mattered because for a couple of days I couldn't log in to post. Oh well, review please. Lets see if you can get my review counter from 96 to 100!