Cirque du Freak: A Vampire by Accident
By: moonlightbear
Disclaimer: I don't own the books, or the movie… the movie is what made me fall in love with the books, but I do recognize they are extremely different. I like this to be book verse although when it occurs I'm not sure since I have not finished the series. In the sequel I will be able to tell you when my story and the books collide. Oh, and I just have to say… I Hate The Book Stores In My Area! They have the entire series in the stores except 9 and 10… I've ordered them and they never called to let me know they came in… Grr! I want the books!
Summary: Hello, my name is Abigail Hunts and I'm a half-vampire by accident…
Chapter Six: I Find a New Home
The sun was high in the sky when I woke up, slowly shifting to the side of it setting. I felt sick to my stomach and yet I was hungry too. I jumped a mile when I felt a cold wet thing touch my back and turned around with speed I didn't know I had. It was a cub, a little wolf cub. It was pushing a dead fox at me, I was scared and as I looked up higher I saw four grown wolves watching me from the trees. I shuffled back and leaned against a tree. The cub continued to nudge the fox at me.
After a few minutes I took the fox, shoving it into my mouth, biting hard, and sucked on it. What was wrong with me!? I couldn't help myself; I just kept sucking until I couldn't suck anymore. The wolves just watched me and the cub laid by my feet with big puppy dog eyes staring at me. As I took the fox out of my mouth I bit an opening in the skin. I stuck my hand in the fox and pulled out some meat, then tore it in two. I gave the smaller piece to the cub, who munched on it enthusiastically and I ate my piece. It wasn't much different then eating beef from the refrigerator of another person's house, I just did the dirty work instead of them. I left the rest of the fox for the cub, and he took it back to his companions.
I got up and slowly walked away, all my limbs ached, but I knew I had to leave. Gabe would come after me even if I was tired. I murmured, "Thanks," to the wolves and began to leave when I suddenly had a hand full of cold nose. The biggest wolf was sniffing me and I thought it best not to move. He was sniffing me all over and I jumped when he got between my legs. I had a tear there and his nose was really cold! Then he sniffed my injured hand which was covered with dry blood and dirty. He growled at first, but then he sniffed again. I swear he looked a little wide eyed, like he was surprised and then he began to lick it clean. When he was finished he nudged me and then licked my hand again and continued to do this until I got the clue. He wanted me to lick my own hand and when I did I was surprised to find the cut started to heal over. No scab, no blood, no big indentation… Just a thin scar.
The wolf kind of bowed to me, and then him and his clan left, like they had finished what they had to do. I just sort of stood there looking confused for a moment, before I remember why I was where I was. I had to leave, I had to move, and I began to run. I ran faster than ever before, it was incredible! I ran until I couldn't run any more and it was well into the night when I did. I settled myself in the roots of a big oak tree by a river, found a long stick and pulled some string and a hook out of my back pack (boy this thing had past the test of survival, just like me). Put it all together and did some fishing (thank you Mr. Hennnings). I sat on a large rock that was pretty far out into the river, so I could get a good catch which I did. Two juicy, large catfish, they looked yummy. I went back to the shore to eat them.
If you looked at me today, covered in dirt, sitting by a fire, and sucking on a fish, you never would have guess I was a supreme title pageant winner. I put my head phones in and listened to my MP3 player, it was low on battery, but it worked. An upbeat song, that had nothing to do with the exhausted, sore feelings I felt, started playing. My spirit rose a bit and I danced a little before I grabbed one of the fish and began sucking. I think fish is bad for me… My stomach felt like it was boiling. Something was suddenly wrong and the next song the came on made me want to laugh at the irony, if Angels were Among Us I doubt I'd be in this much pain!
Suddenly, my whole body felt like it was on fire. My head wanted to burst open, my already sore muscles felt like they were being pulled apart, my cuts screamed in mercy, and I couldn't handle it. I passed out. I briefly woke to find the sun back up, so it burned my eyes, I whimpered and fell back to the blissful darkness. Next time I woke I was freezing and numb, I couldn't move, but I didn't want to anyway. I heard foot steps the next time I woke and I thought, 'Oh great, here it comes… I'm dead.' It wasn't Gabriel though, instead it was a really, really big man. He was a hundred feet tall, or at least that's what he looked like in my fevered mind. I said something really smart like, "You're really tall!" Just before he bent down smiling, and picked me up. I passed out again.
Next time I awoke, I was no longer in the forest; instead, there was a blurry, giant spider over me. I figured my eyes weren't working right so I closed them and concentrated on my other senses. Feeling is what woke me; someone poked me in the arm really hard. "I have never seen anything like this before." Said a man, old guy probably. He was sniffing something and I realized my hearing was working really well.
"What is it?" I boy asked. He didn't sound much older than me. He was probably in his early teens.
I heard a growl, someone sitting down, a finger touch my arm, some sniffing, and then a voice: the old man, "It's changing… She is only half—"
"She's like me? She's a half Vampire?" The teenage boy interrupted.
"Not quite, there's Vampaneze in her, but it's changing…"
"Did a Vampire do a transfer thing to help her? I remember, you said they can do that, like last year…"
"Shush! I'd be able to tell who did it though and she would become a full Vampire, but she's not she is still and will remain only half Vamp… Curious, very curious," He sniffed again. "It's as if her human blood is attacking the Vampaneze, turning it into Vampire as a happy medium. I've never seen this before."
I had heard enough, these people were nuts, and I went back into a dreamless sleep.
The next time I woke, I felt too tired to open my eyes so I let my ears do the work. "You're not feeding the little people today?" Asked a young man.
The teenager responded, "No I'm supposed to keep an eye on her, Mr. Tall relieved me of my duties today."
"She's been here for two days, right?" There was a short pause, then "What's wrong with her?"
"Mr. Crepsley said besides the blood attacking each other, she also drank fish blood which is poisonous to vampires. She a fighter though, he thinks she'll pull through and wake up soon." If he only knew, I thought.
"Erva!" Another voice said. It was strong and deep. "Gertha and Alexander would like the help you promised with the stage."
Erva, the young man, jumped (I could here the floor creak), "Sorry, Mr. Tall, I'll get right on it!" And I heard foot steps leading away from where I was.
A hand touched my forehead, "Rest child…" He told me and just before I slipped into a peaceful sleep I heard him tell the boy who was watching me. "She needs a drink."
I woke again, just briefly, to feel the metallic goodness slide down my throat. Metallic goodness? What's so good about metallic taste? I didn't know but it was good…
Next time I woke, I was really awake. I was curled into the fetal position on a cot in a one room cabin. In front of me was a thirteen year old looking boy, sitting on a wooden chair, staring out the window. "Who are you? Where am I?" I asked in a small voice. The boy jumped a mile and almost fell out of the chair; I would have laughed if I had more energy.
"Whoa, you're awake, finally!" He said getting close, then left for a moment. He went behind me, but I was tired to turn over; in my attempt though I saw the ceiling and know where the giant spider idea came to me. Did that mean everything I heard was true, too? "Here, drink this." He told me and handed a glass of something dark to me. I could see what it really was because the room was dark too.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It'll give you back some strength." He told me and I sipped it. It was the metallic goodness again and the teenager looked sad, I didn't understand that.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to enjoy the metallic goodness for long because I reptile man came in the room. "Darren, I was just—" The green man stopped in his tracks, when he saw me sitting up.
"Oh my gosh!" I whispered. I dropped my glass, and pushed myself against the back wall my cot was against. The green man muttered something and left. "What was that?" I asked the teenager, and then I saw the spilt drink on the floor a stream of retreating sun light showed its color. "What did you give me?" I was panicking now. "Where am I?!" I looked around the room and saw the coffin sticking out of the closet. "What is that!? Oh my gosh!" I started to cry, I was scared.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's gonna be ok!" The boy told me, as he came to sit on my bed and wrapped his arms around me. So far, the only normal thing was him and I needed normal right now, so I allowed it. I cried into his chest and he patted me awkwardly on the head and back. Once I calm down some, I heard him mutter, "You remind me of my sister."
"Where's your sister?" I asked as we separated.
He changed the subject and said, "Let me start with your first question, I'm Darren, Darren Shan. As for the guy who just came in, he didn't mean to scare you. His name is Erva, he's a good friend of mine and he's really cool."
"And that?" I asked shakily, pointing to the dark puddle on the floor.
"It's the same that has to do with the box behind you." Darren said.
I glance briefly at the coffin. "Vampires? But they're not real…"
"Yes, they are. I'm half and so are yo-"
"Am NOT!" I yelled cutting him off. I heard a creak behind me but ignored it. Darren shook his head.
"So you have never done anything odd, like drink the blood of a fish or eat raw meat."
Oh my gosh, how'd he know!? "A lot of people like their meat rare!" I said aloud, before realizing it wasn't the boy who said the previous line. I looked behind me and saw a red caped, orange haired, scar- face man. I sunk down where I sat as he came to sit in the chair in front of me, and Darren got up and stood behind him.
"Do not be afraid. We have a lot to discuss about vamp-"
"I'm not!" I said stubbornly.
"Your senses aren't hyperactive? You can't run fast? No, extra strength?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
Darren asked quietly, but I could hear him. "If she was just blooded, would she know those things?"
The orange haired man responded equally quiet, "She been blooded twice, a lot of her Vampire cells were older."
"If she was blooded twice, wouldn't she-"
"What do you mean blooded?" I asked. Mr. Crepsley, the orange haired man, began to explain the process, and told me a Vampaneze had blooded me. When I asked what the difference was, he told me, and I began to realize what my stepdad really was. I told them everything, my whole story, everything I've just told you (the readers). They agreed, my stepdad blooded me. He didn't mean to, but he did and now he was trying to kill me.
"He won't find you here, with the cirque; you'll be safe." Mr. Crepsley told me.
"I'm at a circus? That's where you brought me to?"
"Mr. Tall is the one who found you and brought you here." Darren told me.
"Darren, go ahead and show her around the camp before the show tonight. I need to prepare."
"Come on," He said and I followed him out the door as he said, "Welcome to the Cirque du Freak Campgrounds!"
Ha! Ha! I'm done with the story! At least this one anyway!! Wow I have never actually finished a multichapter story!!
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