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Any way this chappy is more descriptive and will make a lot more sense…to most of you….. I advise that you read the Cirque du Freak series before reading this, or at least watch the movie.

P.S: when I write Crepsley on my Word document, it spell checks it to Crapsey! I find that very funny

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Aryn was spell bond the entire show. She watched all the performers, a snake boy, a bearded lady, a man with no ribs (or whatever), and some random dude with two stomachs.

But for me, all I could do was sit and think about how totally MORONIC I am.

I mean HONESTLY, Cynthia or all the stupid things I have done in 19 years…. Before I felt confident about seeing this man, Crapsey or whatever, but what was he going to say?

I did not even know the difference between a vampaneze and vampires (and that seems pretty important mind you). What was I THINKING? I mean if I were him and I saw two chicks claims they were what I was then I would just laugh and slam the door in my face.

If we had evidence then maybe just MAYBE he would consider talking to us. We are so STUPID. What were we thinking?

Aryn stopped my train of thought when she whispered urgently, "That's Crepsley!"

I looked up, bringing my full attention to the show.

And DAMN he was HOT! He looked about 30ish, a crop of bright orange hair, green eyes (oddly enough I swore on my life that I would ONLY date guys with green eyes….I'm just that shallow), and he wore a red suit.

I blushed deeply…and me being extremely pale did not make it any easier to hide.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen, my name is Larten Crepsley. Before I begin my act I must tell you that my spider, Madam Octa, is extremely poisonous. One bit means certain death. I advise that none of you make and sudden movements, or noises that will distract me. You will be happy to hear that Madam Octa has never bitten anyone when I am around, but there always has to be a first for everything right?"

With that he began his performance. I thought it was spectacular, but seeing him just made me feel all the more stupid and embarrassed about coming here. He seemed like the kind of guy who doesn't give nor take shit, which almost made me feel sacred.

Trust me; feeling scared, embarrassed, and stupid all at the same time does NOT make your stomach feel too good.

I watched vigilantly, trying to find any weakness I could use against him. He seemed a bit frightened about the spider, but he could just be acting right?

He was doing amazing things with Madam Octa. He could control her by playing a flute, and he made her crawl up his body, then spin a web on his nose, the swing from the web, hanging from his nose. He also threw her up in the hair, and caught her IN HIS MOUTH! Amazing!

He put Octa in her cage so he could speak to the audience.

"Is anyone brave enough to volunteer?"

Many women raised their hand, including Aryn.

"Try to be inconspicuous!" I hissed and she put her hand down in agreement.

"You," he said simply, pointing at me.

"I…erm…don't think," I stammered but he took my hand and led me towards the stage.

"WAY TO BE INCONSPICUOUS!" Aryn snickered loudly and a few people chuckled. I blushed crimson.

HE led me toward the stage and I looked helplessly at Aryn. She mouthed Don't show him you fingers!

SHIT! I forgot. He thinks I am a human. I clutched my hands into fists and nodded at Aryn so she knew that I knew.

"May I have your hand?" He asked politely. CRAP.

"Umm..." I said and handed him my hand reluctantly, palms facing down so he wouldn't know what I—WE were.

He took me hand, then backed away to open Octa's cage. While he backed up his hands glided from the center of my palm, to my fingers, down to their finger tips as he was backing up. I help my breath as his fingers grazed over my scars.

I closed my eyes waiting for him to shout, "VAMPIRE!" After a moment I opened my eyes to see him grabbing his flute and opening the cage.

I let out a sigh of relief. Huh. I was more afraid of Crepsley knowing then the poisonous spider. Wow.

He began playing a sad but fast tune and the spider crawled up my leg. I was beginning to cringe, but then relaxed. I did not want Crepsley to think I was weak. Even if he just thought I was a useless human.

Octa crawled up my legs, twisting around my body until she was at my shoulder. I giggled as her surprisingly soft hair brushed against my ear. She crawled down my arm, and I lifted it so everyone could see… Remember I am VERY dramatic, but sometimes a bit of a woos…sometimes….

She made her way toward my hand, and as soon as she got to my fingers, she spun webs around, to basically glue my flingers together. After, she spun a web from my glued-together fingers and dangled herself towards the ground, like she did with Crepsley's nose.

I raised my hand higher so I could see the spider up close. Not to mention I am deathly afraid of all insects…. Bur for some reason the spider was just so pretty, despite its unusualness.

I used my other hand to pet Octa's hair. It felt fuzzy and strangely soft. I giggled at the touch. I lowered my hand so the spider could get on the ground. I tore the web that connected me and the spider together. I watched as the spider climbed back into her cage, and as Crepsley locked the door to her cage.

I began to take off the web that was spun tightly around my fingers, as Larten Crepsley said,

"Let us give a round of applause to this brave young lady!" and the crowd erupted with cheer and I heard murmurs of how brave I am.

Maybe being a vampire helped.

I shoved the webs in my pocket; I wanted to look at them later.

Crepsley came up to me and whispered, "Thank you for your assistance, you may now take your seat,"

I looked up at his handsome face. I realized that there was a long scar across his face and his skin was white. I wondered if my face was as pale as his. I blushed and backed away thanking him. I waved and went back to my seat. As I turned my back I heard a gasp.

I turned to see the once pale Crepsley turn a dark shade of red. Anger maybe? I quickly remembered my previous actions. Blushed. Waved. Walked. Turn—WAVED?

CRAP! He must have seen my finger tips. I kept an emotionless face (I was good at that, even thought I liked being dramatic) I looked at my fingertips. They looked more visible now that I look at them. My eyes widened and I turned on my heel and when back to my seat, feeling a blush of embarrassment spread along my face. So much for looking inconspicuous…

Aryn looked at me questioningly, and whispered, "What happened, he looks pissed!"

"He saw my fingers when I waved" I said simply

"Great! Now he is going to kill us. Very smooth," She rolled her eyes.

"Hey man, he was going to have to find out sooner or later!" I hissed. I could tell she was going to remark, but the tall man (I think he owned the Cirque) came out and said,

"That is the end of our show! I hoped you enjoyed! We will be moving on, so we will not be here for another few years, so do not come looking for us. We will not be here. You may buy souvenirs near the front lobby,"

And with that, he crisply walked off stage, before giving me and Aryn an encouraging, yet almost knowing glance, and winked.

"Follow me," I hissed and got up to hide behind a pew.

"What?" she asked annoyed.

"Ok, I am NOT going in there knowing absolutely nothing about vampires or anything. I am not making a fool of myself."

She looked frustrated, and then her expression softened and whispered back, "That and you think he is hot,"

I was never one to hide secrets, so I replied, "I think he is…easy on the eyes. But if he sees me and thinks that I was just some mere girl that happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then he may just tell us to be on our way"

"Well, that is kind of what happened," She looked at me funny

"Well HE does not have to know!"

"OK ok ok well what do you want me to do!"

"Go get the book. I will read some of it. Then you will tell me what you know about vampires."

"Ok, let's say that I decided to go back to my house, theoretically speaking, and come back to show you. What if they are not here?" She inquired.

"I will stay and watch. If they leave then I can stall… I know you do not know me well right now, but I am very good at stalling." There is a lot for people to know about this messed up chick.

"Ok, but how am I to go out? It is 10:30 in the morning. How do I to get to my house without people know that a girl of 17 is not in school?"

I smirked and said, "Aryn you are a vampire. A half vampire in the least, although I do not know of full and halves, anyway I am pretty sure a young, female vampire can find her way back home. Just run, get the book, and come back."

"What if the door is locked?"

I slapped my face in annoyance, "Here you are, knowing more about vampires than I do, and you do not think you can open a locked door?"

She paused then said, "Oh yea. Right."

She was about to get up to leave when I said, "WAIT!"

"Hmmm?" she asked.

"Give me some basic facts about vampires."

"Well, in the book I have, it says the can run really fast, flitting they call it, and they have spit that can heel most wounds. Half vampires can go out in the Sun, but fulls cant, they won't die but they get sun burnt badly. They will probably die after about a half an hour."

I looked worried and said, "Are we half or full?"

She gave me a wicked smile and said, "Well I am about to find out!" and with that she flitted, or whatever, out of the room, into the sunny town.

I got up from under the long, wooden pew to sit on it instead. The theater was abandoned, so I could sit without anyone knowing I was there.

Now, I could do some serious thinking. Could I leave my family (HELL yeah…best part), friends (did not have too many so yes)? Would this Crepsley guy accept us? Where would we live? In the Cirque? And what was this goddamn prophecy?

All these questions, not very many answers. I hoped Aryn came back soon, I was getting lonely. Even though I am a vampire, I did not love the dark. I wasn't afraid of it, but being in an abandoned theater with the possibility of freaks and vampires roaming around did not make me feel very…calm.

Just then I heard to voices. I recognized them as Crepsley and the tall man. I quickly went back to my hiding spot. I could hear some of their conversation with my attuned vampire ears, but not very much,

"…doing her Hibernous?" I am guessing the vampire said

"You….see soon. Just sit here." Then in a louder voice and looking in my direction yelled, "THEY WILL SHOW THEMSELVES IF THEY HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!"

"Is it…girl…on stage with…?" Larten asked.

The tall mean nodded. He looked in my direction, and his eyes settled there for a while before turning on his heel and gracefully strolled away.

I looked back at the handsome vampire, who was scowling and blushing.

Ok Cynthia now what? I decided to gather whatever strength I still had and walk toward the vampire.

As soon as he heard me approaching he stood up, and made his way toward me, dangerously slowly. On the outside I hoped that I looked confident, but on the inside I was pissing my pants in fear.

As soon as he came a few feet from where I was standing, he spat, "YOU!"

I wiped my face of his spit and said, "Me,"

He growled and took a step back. I stood in my spot, not backing down. He looked pissed just for that fact.

In one fluid motion, he grasped my neck and held me in the air. I kept my face as emotionless as I could, but I think is slipped.

He growled and said, "Who sent you? Murlouge"—

"Yes!" I gasped "I was…walking in the street….on my way to…school. He took me…thought he was….going to rape me...but he cut my fingers…did the same with his," damn this was difficult when a vampire had your neck in his clutches.

"and put them together…turning me into a vampire…I know this because… a girl was also turned…she knew what happened….that man…had a purple face…told us to go here….we saw that tall man…told us to see you after the show… I told the girl that was turned as well…to get a book….that had stuff about…the prophecy…." I took a deep breath before continuing, and his grip only got tighter. Ass hole.

"And she is getting…the book….right now….should be back…soon. I had her get the…book because… I have no idea about the basis facts…about vampires….so I wanted…to be familiar…before…facing you…I am not…vampenze…although a….vampenze changed me… There was something…in the book…about you….and something…about me…she did not tell me" I blushed…either from embarrassment or lack of oxygen…both maybe

"So ya…and now I would…appreciate…if you would…let go of my…neck so I…can breathe…properly…"

"LIES!" he spat. I wiped my face again, looking annoyed.

"I am…not lying...so can you…put me down…you insufferable BASTARD"

He squeezed harder, and I screamed in pain. Damn he was gonna kill me…Hurry up Aryn—

"CYNTHIA! I got it! And damn people on the street are such bitc—"She stopped. I could not see her put I felt her running up and trying to pry me free.

"YOU BASTARD! Let her go! She is important! She could help with the fall of the Vampaneze Lord! Mr. Tiny said so!"

At that he dropped me, and I fell to the floor, gasping for breath. After a moment or two I got up, rubbed my neck and muttered, "Aint he a charmer,"

Aryn just glared at him.

"How do you know about Mr. Tiny?

"It is in this book." Aryn said showing him the book.

He reached for it but she slapped his hand away, and he rubbed it. Go Aryn!

"First, tell me why you were going to kill Cynthia?"

"I thought she was a vampeneze," he admitted, blushing slightly.

I slapped him, and he glared at me. I ignored him and yelled, "MORON! Does it look like my skin is purple?"

I looked at Aryn for a second and said slowly and doubtfully, my skin is not purple is it?"

She shook her head and kept glaring at the vampire.

"I am sorry. I have not seen another vampire for a few years now, and that thought slipped my mind. Now that I know that you know about Mr. Tiny, I know that you must me vampires. But did you say that vampeneze men turned you?"

I nodded.

"It is strange, wait did you tell him what happened? Like how we were turned?" When I nodded she continued, "Can vampaneze turn others into vampires?"

He paused, and then said, "Well since he blooded you like a vampire, then maybe. But the thing is, Vampires and vampaneze hate each other, so I would think he would turn you into vampazenzes."

"Honestly I do not think it matters." I rolled my eyes. "Can you teach us? We cannot go back to our lives, we know that. We will put our trust in you."

"If you earn it," Aryn added.

"And so far we are skeptical about you, but you are our only hope now, and we need you. Please help us. Teach us."

He paused, smiled then said, "Why not. But may I read the book."

Aryn hid the book in her arms, "later" She said.

"I have a question," I asked, trying to sound professional.

"Yes my dear?" Crepsley said.

"Who was that man talking to you five minutes ago, before you half-strangled me to death?"

"Sorry about that. He is Mr. Tall. The owner of the Cirque Du Freak. A kind man."

Aryn nodded, "He told us that we could stay with the Cirque."

"WOA, there is a Mr. TALL and a Mr. TINY? Is also a Mrs. Large and a Mrs. Puny?"

Larten chuckled and said, "No, but nice idea."

"Can we continue this conversation somewhere else please. This is creeping me out." Aryn said shivering.

"Imagine being here while a stranger is trying to suffocate you.

Crepsley chuckled nervously and said, "You are never letting that go are you?"

"Never," I said and skipped to the stage.

I turned to them and said, "Well? Are you guys coming or not?"

They shrugged and headed off to Crepsley's room.

My life as a vampire starts…NOW…sweetness

I realized that right now I am running on faith. Faith in Aryn. Faith in Crepsley. And faith in that retarded book that may just be the key to my destiny…or whatever.

There you guys go! Chappy 2! Sorry for the wait, I promise chapter 3 will be out there. This isn't a one shot, so expect more lovely dovey stuff between Cynthia and Crepsley.

Me: Hey Meg?

Meg: Yeah?

Me: Do you think Crepsley is hot?

Meg: Hell no why?

Me: …

Me: **pauses** you Disgusting pervert

PS: I made Crepsley hotter in my FF than in real life….have fun imagining him ;) if anyone can draw a sexy Crepsley just send me a picture please!

PPS: I know that I changed facts…like about the Vampaneze, and their skin, so remember that I read the books and watched the movies, but this is my Fan Fiction so please let me do what I will with it. Thank you and NO FLAMES! Constructive criticism is welcome

PPPS (wow that is a lot) I updated and fixed my grammar mistakes so if I told you I would here you go! Hope it is better…it might not be perfect but it is better a bit…a bit ;)