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I am writing off the top of my head, so I do not know how this will end o_O….haha alysha813….

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PS: I realized that I am in love with old men… first Edward Cullen (I am over him now), Larten Crepsley (Still madly in love), and Johnny Depp (He is like 47 and he is HOTT!) ;)

…What is wrong with me?

PPS: I changed facts because A) I am lazy and I do not want to re-read all 12 books… personal issue and B) because I want to be creative and do what I want with this…

DISCLAIMER: ya ya I do not own any of this… Cirque du Freak belongs to Darren Shan, along with Birth of a Killer, Oceans of Blood…ya dee ya dee yaaa…

And here we go…

I let Crepsley lead the way. I did not want to lead the way because if I did than it might look like I am a stalker….which I am not…

Anyway, Aryn and I follow him, but we stay a bit back so we can talk.

"Do you trust him?" I ask as softly as I can, although I really don't give a damn if Crepsley hears.

"Yes," She said, keeping her space between us and the vampire, "I have this…gut feeling. He can be trusted, but we have to keep an eye on him. You can read the book later. It explains his past. His was difficult, his only good friend died when he was young boy, murdered to be exact. He just wasn't the same afterwards."

"I guess I can sort of relate to that," I muttered

"How?"

"When I was 3 years old, my brother and dad were killed by my mother. She is a psycho path. She tried to kill me, but I could defend myself. That and the neighbors always heard and my mom did not want to go to a metal institute. Again."

Aryn chuckled and I glared at her.

"Sorry," she said, "But my life was almost the same. Only my dad was the lunatic. After my mom died, he went crazy. He would….do unspeakable things to me. I ran away a few days ago actually, so running into the vampaneze was actually… a good thing. I am not afraid about what I am, because vampires do not kill when they feed."

"And when the bloody hell where you going to tell me this?" I asked a bit too loud.

"SHH!" she said and quieted me.

"There is a lot to know about being a vampire, half vampire, and being a vampaneze. And no offense, but you seemed a little disappointed that vampires do not kill."

My eyes widened, "No, no! I am glad we do not kill! I would not have killed in the first place! It is just…I hate how you know so much and I know little." I admitted

Her eyes softened and she said, "I am sorry. I found this book in the dumpster. It was luck that I found it. Ever since I have wanted to be a vampire so badly. I have always believed in them. What about you? Have you ever thought of being a vampire?"

I paused before replying, "Actually I have. Well, maybe not a vampire, but just…different. I never wanted to be…average. Even if that meant below average."

She nodded in agreement, "Yes, even below average would be…more ideal I guess."

We walked in silence for a few more minutes before we entered the Vampire's room. There was a coffin, a chair, and a huge cage for Madam Octa. I immediately went over to the spider.

She seemed to be sleeping. She was the most amazing spider I have ever seen. I watched her as she slept, totally transfigured until Crepsley coughed and got my attention.

I blushed. Damn.

He motioned for Aryn and me to sit down on a couch that I did not see earlier.

"So," he started, "Let us start from the beginning, who was changed first?"

"We both were changed at the same time,"

"Well," I started, "I was walking down the alley way when I heard the vampaneze coming. Only I thought they were just some raping gangsters. I hid behind a trash can as soon as I heard them coming. Then I saw Aryn coming. She was attacked by the men," Aryn shivered at the memory, "I thought she was going to be raped, so I took my Swiss army knife out and stabbed…Murlouge I believe? Anyway he turned me into a vampire, told me to tell you that he did, and then he told me to take Aryn with me. So she may have been turned around the same time, but we were together if that is what you are asking. He also ran away with the knife sill in his back."

He nodded, and then looked up, as if in deep thought. He was quiet for about 2 minutes before getting up and pacing around the room.

All of a sudden he stopped, his eyes widened, and he chucked a book across the room.

"GODDAMNIT!" He shouted, and looked at both of us angrily, "Give me the book," He growled at Aryn.

Aryn looked skeptical, not afraid, just….suspicious.

She handed him the book and flipped through the pages furiously. As soon as he got to the page he wanted he shouted in anger and was about to tear the book, but Aryn saved it in time.

She protectively hid the book under her arm and looked up at the vampire as if he were on crack.

He sat down, face in his hands. I was going to ask him what was wrong, but decided against it. I really didn't feel like pissing of an already pissed off vampire.

Aryn broke the silence saying, "What? Do you know why he picked us?" she asked, obviously just as confused as me.

He looked up at us, with sad and frustrated eyes. The perverted side of me could only think about how adorable and sexy he looked. I shook off the thought. Another time maybe ;)

"I know why he changed you," He started. I hope he was the kind who explained because if this was all he was going to give us then we were going to have to have a serious talk. Luckily he continued, "A few decades ago I met up with Mr. Tiny. He said that two girls would help bring down the fall of the vampaneze. A vampaneze would turn them into vampires to show that they are not afraid. Tiny never told me when, but I knew it would be in my lifetime."

There was a pause. Me, an ordinary chick like myself, would help save the world of vampires. If you think about it, normally the ordinary and the outcasts are the ones whose lives always changes dramatically, never the expected…almost like…expecting the unexpected kind of makes the unexpected expected… All this thinking hurts my brain so I asked,

"Why do the vampaneze hate us, and vice versa?"

"Because the vampaneze believe in killing humans when they feed. Vampires take a little, and then leave the human to walk free for the rest of their lives."

I cleared my mouth with my tongue, something I do when I have a sly or sassy remark, before I said, "Well that's a bit biased don't you think?"

He just shrugged and said casually, "It is the truth,"

"Ok, then," I started slowly, not wanting to piss him off, "What do we do now?"

He smirked while saying, "You both will bring down the vampaneze,"

"Got that part but HOW?" Aryn asked annoyed. I'm guessing she is the easily annoyed type.

"You will kill him," He said simply.

"You must be mad if you think that I will kill a human being! And who?" I shouted standing up, blushing with anger. I may have been brought up wrong, but I will NOT end a human life.

"Ahh, but that is where you are mistaken. He is not a human. He is a vampaneze, a killer nonetheless. He will kill you both if you do not kill him first."

"But still!" I said exasperated, "You cannot come up to someone, tell them that they have to kill someone, and then think that they will be ok with that!"

He looked up with the most adorable eyes. If I wasn't completely pissed, I would have melted on the spot. Damn him and his charm.

"I am truly sorry. But vampaneze are ruthless. If I was going to tell you to kill an innocent human, then I would understand. But I am asking you to kill someone evil. Now I know he is evil," he started when I was going to question whether or not the person was evil, "Because evil vampires are vampaneze. The good vampires are…vampires. I know it is a lot to take in, but please believe me when I say they have no respect for human life."

I paused and closed my eyes. I did not know what to say. That was when Aryn came in to save the day.

"It is a lot for us to take in; can we please just have a place to stay for the night?"

He smiled and said, "You may stay with me at the Cirque. We will train at night. Since it is only noon, I shall go to sleep, and probably not wake up until past midnight. But if I am not outside at midnight, I slept in and training will start tomorrow night."

We nodded in understanding.

"Hmm," he started, rubbing his scar in thought, "I will talk to Mr. Tall about ordering two more coffins for"—

"No thank you!" Aryn said immediately. We stared at her in shock. "Sorry, my dad locked me in a coffin a few years back for and hour and a half. Terrifying." She shivered at the memory, and I rubbed her shoulder in comfort.

"I can just stay in a…hammock or bed. Yes, that would be all I need please," He nodded and turned to me.

"Erm…I will take a coffin please?" He smiled and I blushed. Damn. I really need to work on that.

"For now you both can stay on my couch or chair." He pointed to the couch and reclining chair, both behind the coffin.

"I CALL THE COUCH!" Aryn yelled and slumped herself on the couch, pulling the blanket over her and pretending to sleep.

"Bitch," I joked and gently slapped her face. She grimaced, trying to hide her smile.

"Good…day," I said to Crepsley before he closed the lid to his coffin.

He smiled and said the same and closed the coffin.

I stayed awake for a few minutes, contemplating on whether I should trust this handsome stranger, but soon sleep took over me.

I bolted awake a few hours later. Aryn was awake, reading her book.

I rubbed my eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

She looked up, shocked that I was awake before looking at her phone.

"5:00. What do you want to do?" She asked.

I paused before saying, "Well I do not want to spend 7 hours in here doing nothing, so do you want to go and search for the Cirque. We should talk to the owner and tell him that we will be staying."

She nodded and we quietly left the room, after leaving Crepsley a note that said:

Crapsey,

We will be off to look for the Cirque, to look for Mr. Tall. We will be back around 12. If you awake before then, know that we will be back for training. Have a nice sleep!

Arynmiss White and Cynthia Stone

PS: Saying Crapsey was Cynthia's idea

Aryn quietly closed the door, and we stepped onto the stage and sat, chatting for a few minutes about minor things, until we got the guts to walk out the back door.

Basically it was just a long alleyway, but I could see a faint light at the end.

I was a bit skeptical of alley ways now, but since I am a vampire and I can kick ass now, I walked with Aryn toward the light…

There you go! I am almost done with Chapter 4! YAY! And a big thx to Anitwicked because she is drawing Crepsley and Cynthia! WOOT WOOT! Hope u liked it! The next Chapter will be a bit more fluffy and CrepsleyXCynthia…Crepthia OR Cynley! Which do you guys like? Or can you think of a better name…Who's up for the challenge?