Sorry bout lack of updates... and that this is short... horrible writer's block on top of crts (core tests) and bf problems... so super fun... well here is the last dark chapter for a while... next one will be all mushy light filled ... all love and stuff... and last showing of dark Fang.. enjoy... or not and deal with it :D... and for ginny lovers... im pretty sure youll love the next chapter, so ginny haters might want to only skim... but hey... my story.. an like what... 12 reveiws?... not seeing anything to change so... ya... deal with it

Fang felt a twisted joy in Dean's pain. His heart lept at every scream of pain, every drop of blood spilt. Suddenly, his joy was shattered. A dagger sliced through his nose and down to his heart. Blood was in the air, Ginny's blood. Ginny was bleeding, he had to help her.

Fang dived and tore into Dean's flesh and landed on solid ground. Screams pierced the air, a couple of spells ricochet off his scales. Glancing around, Fang saw thousands of faces, none of them Ginny's. From what he saw of the room the school was gathered in the Great Hall. Dean moaned beneath him, his mind elsewhere, Fang healed him. With the boy in his talons resting in a healing slumber, Fang was able to send his mind elsewhere. It didn't go far when he roared in rage.

On the other side of the oak doors, Ginny was bleeding, and collard. Fang gathered the energies around him into a powerful force.

Skly and her two slaves where almost out the door when a hideous roar filled the air. Skly stopped in fear, Fang was back, and he was pissed.

The door to the Great Hall splintered, and the wall around it shattered. Skly tried to used her new slaves as a sheild, but a horrible shadow had engulfed them. Pieces of stone and wood flew at Skly, tearing through her, slamming into her, pinning her. One huge beam from the door tore through Skly's right shoulder and pinned her to the opposing wall. The stone dust began to settle, so Skly assed her injuries. She had a major gash on her left cheek, she had a bad wound in her abdomen, glancing down, she saw her guts peaking out. Her legs had been shattered by a large stone. Many of her fingers where at odd angels, if they were still attached.

Another roar ripped at Skly's ears. A shadow loomed out of the falling dust, every crunching step closer, another paturding spike emerged. Two horns twisted from the side of the head, three curled up from each shoulder, one from each bend in the arm, ten deadly claws hung down, and shadowy wings fell limply at his sides. Soon the blood red and yet pitch black eyes shown through the drifting debris. Now the cruel scaled muzzle was inches from her face. Skly could see the strange discolorations of jagged scars netting his face. Sharp teeth glistened as Fang curled his lips in a snarl. He gripped the beam pinning her to the wall, and with a vicious tug, removed it from her. With the beam no longer supporting her and her legs broken, she fell into a heap with a sharp cry as shattered bones scraped bruised flesh.

"What the fuck do you think you where doing!" Fang didn't wait for an answer, he lifted her up, and hurled her into the Great Hall. Children screamed and the body flew into them and slid on the floor with a sickening squelch.

The sound of stone cracking by her head told her Fang had just landed by her. She was lifted up once more to gaze into his eerie eyes. "Did you honestly think! Your filthy hands! Could touch my heart! And Live! You made her bleed. I will make you bleed forever." Fang's wings whipped up and thrashed down, lifting Fang and his prisoner. Another roar, but this one, there was something different. It was darker. Scarier.

Now they were diving. Heat engulfed them both almost immediately. Skly grasped at the claw holding her. What she saw made her scream, if only she still could. The flesh and muscle was peeling from what was left of her body. Soon she only saw disfigured bones grasping at the still whole claw. Then, her bones started to disintegrate. Her arms where soon gone, she struggled against Fang's firm grip, but the rest of her was falling apart to. All she could do now, was thrash her head and try to scream

Skly was in a thousand burning pieces, and yet one. What she suffered is beyond mortal words. Just as Fang loved until love no longer described it, he also caused pain so terrible, so emence, that the word pain was only a small shadow of what she felt.

"So. Brother. You've brought another."

More pain ripped thought Skly as Fang landed roughly, his claw digging deeper into what was left of her. "Yes, Anubis. I brought another. This one a slaver."

"What type of slaver?" Dead lip frowned, and mirrors of Fang's creepy eyes narrowed at Skly.

"Xec'na slaver," Fang growled, his grip finding a way to tighten further.

"Apoc! Des!" Two figures lurched out of the shadows at Anubis's shout. One had the body of a man, the other the body of a woman, both with heads of jackals. What Anubis really looked like. A laugh tore her mind.

"No you stupid slaver! The Anukin are the minions of Anubis. Something you would know if you actually lived in ancient Egypt. Humans fuck up everything they touch," Anubis's dead face cracked in several places when he laughed, "Back to why you where summoned. This slaver is to go to the Furies for... Special... treatment."

The two anukin grinned hideously. Each thrust a hand through Skly and dragged her off.

Fang watched the slaver be dragged away with amusement, but his joy was not to last. A shadow appeared at Fang's feet and slowly came together until a dark Fang stared at him.

"Massssstar," The shadow bowed.

"Why aren't you protecting my heart!"

"Sssssser, I... I wessss... not... ablel... to fally enclossss... yoursss haert... sssssoom tree... ands rookssss... ssssliped in...

"What do you mean... slipped in?" Fang's voice was soft with fear and anger.

"Wellsssss... yoursss haert... sssssha... ssssha issss... hart... bradly... ssssha mey sssssoon sssshe Anubrissssss," the shadow swayed with his words.

"No."

"Brother."

"NO!" Fang's wings unfurled violently. "My brother. Anubis. Do not let my heart within your Gates," a glistening tear fell from one red yet black eye.

"I can make no promise brother. If it is her true time, she will pass through as soon as her heart stops, and I can't stop that."

"NOOOOO!"

Fang tore upwards, back to life. If he got there in time he could save her. If he didn't... NO! He WOULD save her. Fang used every spell he new to get him back to Ginny faster.