Wooooowww! Hello again guys! It's been a while! Sorry been busy with work and school and I actually got a bit stuck I thought I had this planned and then one day I got re-inspired to take this another direction! I'm not sure about how this chapter will come out since I got inspired and wanted to rush to type this but I liked it! But then again I'm pretty bias since it is my own work huh? Lol! Anyways hope you all have time to read this I would love comments and feedback and if I messed up in ANY WAY please feel free to let me know! I'm not the best with grammar or commas or anything...o_o really! Thanks again for those who still follow and fav this! And let me know how you feel about this new character!

Disclaimer: I dont own jack from Full Moon or Charles Band or anybody associated with Full Moon or anything! If so I would be the Puppet Master ! :D!

Somewhere deep in the dark trenches of the Underworld stirred a creature in darkness as its two large glowing golden eyes opened. He had been waiting for over a century to unleash his wrath and with the grace of his ancient powerful brother his time had come. A loud deep double toned voice called out into the peering abyss all around.

"Rise from the dust of the past and Awaken into the world of the present, by Osiris' name I command you"

-Northern Cairo, Egypt -

A desolate and forgotten sunken temple began to tremble and shake as the grounds of desert split open and nearly decimated what was left of the ancient sanctuary and in the middle of the crack was a tomb down below seven feet that held a large grave.

"Rise from the dust of the past and Awaken into the world of the present, by Osiris' name I command you"

The words repeated into the dark musty tomb, the lid was thrown off and grimy bandaged fingers grasped the edge of the tomb as a shadow hauled itself onto the ground and looked up at the glowing moon.

"I have awakened Master Anukeh…what is your will"

The shadow called out as he bowed before the night sky, the wind blew his hair to the side revealing glowing orange eyes; half his face hidden behind rotting bandages and a deep scar that ran down his left eye; A token of tolerance from Anukeh centuries ago. The only reason he had not been killed was because the others had pointed out that the would be better left alive to serve his will than to be dead below six feet into the ground and remain disloyal to him. He was no fool he knew the only reason he was still alive even after centuries was because his mother had passed her gifts to him and Anukeh knew the value of them was better to be by his side than below in a grave. His reminiscing was cut off by the deep voice of his ancient master.

"Travel to the place of the last known thief of the secret: Toulon heir of Afzel. Find his heir and destroy them. Make sure the secret dies with them. I will give you the knowledge you require to achieve your task at hand. And destroy those who carry the secret within their wooden bodies. We do not want to make the same mistake as Sutekh."

"It shall be as you will"

The shadow got back up onto his feet to begin his travelling; he estimated that it would take him a few weeks on foot before he reached the place of his Master's instructions but if he could reach the Cairo International Airport and find a person his size and height he could travel on-board and reach this place called America in due time. A few hours perhaps 14 or so and from there he could find an automobile of some sort and there Anukeh would show him the way.

Lilly knew she shouldn't be snooping even if this was her supposed hotel now but something called out to her as she had passed a certain room farther up the staircase and curiosity got the best of her. Now she was in a cluttered room and a large antique trunk complete with a thick layer of dust stood before her as she pondered whether or not to open it.

"Just do it!" She murmured to herself as she grabbed the trunk and began to open it, she stared at the open trunk before her it looked like a small stage with little velvet red curtains. She stared at a dusty figure in the way back of the trunk, and moved closer to it. She reached inside and retrieved a small doll that looked like a demented version of Darth Vader with a thick black helmet head and an arm that resembled the front end of an old vacuum.

"This is odd…maybe they were trying to do Vader but forget about it for Lader?"

She giggled at her lame attempt of a joke and wiped off some of the dust that lingered over the small doll-like figure. The door behind her creaked open and as she turned around to check the noise, narrowed obsidian eyes met her own and she turned a bright pink at being caught snooping.

"I-I was just looking and I found this doll-"

"Puppet, not a doll and his name is Torch."

Lilly blinked a bit and a slight frown marred her face as she looked down at the dusty little 'puppet' in her hands.

"Torch? Why name him Torch? And is this your puppet?"

She held the puppet out to him and he stepped forwards towards her but did not make a reach for it instead he held off a few inches away from her face and looked straight into her eyes.

"Let's say he's a friend, and he's yours actually. An heirloom if you will from Andre."

"Why a-are you so c-close?"

She stuttered out as she looked down at the floor beneath her feet trying to avoid his amused gaze. She could feel his breath on her cheek and that was pretty damn close for her comfort!

"Am I making you uncomfortable Miss Toulon?"

Blade stepped a few feet back and then slightly bowed his head and dismissed himself from the room but not without taking a glance at Torch who was hanging down at her side in a limp angle. He had been inanimate for quite some time and to be honest he hadn't known what had became of him for a long while since. He would be lying to himself if he were to say he cared, because when he was in that small puppet body he could feel nothing but the essence of darkness; of hatred and resentment for those who dared to hurt Toulon and his fellow comrades.

What of the serum?

It was destroyed when Toulon was last here; there would be no chance of her finding it.

And the diary with the serum instructions? What of the ledger?

The boy Rick had it until that woman McClain killed him for it? The last glimpse was of it before it burned. It could not have survived.

Lilly went back to searching the Toulon Trunk and as she reached towards the back ledge of the upper curtain she came across a thin small black book, she retrieved the small ledger and curiously gazed at it. She opened the not so dusty book and it read:

Many have tried and some succeeded in knowing the secret of life but I knew that they would ultimately try to steal my own diary; this is why I have made this for my future heir. Within these pages I wrote the final day of my death you will find the way to reanimate those who will be on your side forever to protect you. In this trunk the only one I have remaining with me is Torch, the others I have suspected them of being captured by the locals and put on display for their own amusement my friends cannot go on too long without the serum. I fear that they have reverted to being mere puppets by now a process that sounds simple but is worse than death; to slowly watch the world around but unable to do nothing but stare and standstill. The following is a way to concoct the serum of life, bring Torch back and find Decapitron they are important to have with you my heir. You must guard this secret with your life if necessary there are those who will come and find you and will go by any means to possess it and the others, it is up to you to master the powers given to me by Afzel.

Lilly flipped the page over and the next and the following corresponding pages were full of drawings and instructions on how to make this supposed serum. She wondered if she should mess with it and if the others even knew what exactly her uncle even did. Maybe he was just crazy? Her mother had been furious when she told her that she was coming here and maybe this was why?

Come on Lilly what harm could it do? If it fails we can have a good laugh at ourselves!

"Alright! Let's bring you back Torch"

She whispered to the puppet beside her as she gathered the ledger and Torch and proceeded to go into the back of the room to follow the instructions set out for her. She couldn't help but feel a slight thrill at attempting to bring something to life it was just an unexplained feeling deep within her. Even though her mind told her this was not possible she was holding out some small semblance of hope that this would indeed be the beginning of something incredible.