Note: I haven't updated a lot recently due to technical difficulties with my Internet. ..

However, I'll be working alottt on new chapters. Actually, I intend to have quite a few done everyday, because my older brother just passed away last night, and I don't think anything is gonna detract me from the FF. I don't feel like doing anything else. Um.. Yeah so don't do drugs people

Alright well thanks to my readers for everything, hope you enjoy.

Chapter VIII

I mulled the thought over in my head, considering Ariel's idea. She had suggested tracking him down every night, and see where he goes and what he does.

"He's innocent until proven otherwise, Darren." She was dead serious. "If there's any doubt at all, we can't kill him. We have to be sure, and if we do have to kill him, than we both have to agree first. If you try to kill Mr. Crepsley without my approval, then I'll stop you no matter what. Agreed?"

"Agreed." I said. "But I have a bad feeling that it's gonna be Mr. Crepsley."

"I hope you're wrong.." Ariel sighed. I agreed with her, too. We've both been with Mr. Crepsley for awhile and were starting to grow used to him- Especially Ariel, she was attached. Killing him is the last thing I would want to do.

"I know, I hope I'm wrong too. Let's just keep watching the news, and if we're lucky they'll find out the killer was just some wack job whose watched way to many vampire movies."

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The next day passed by painfully slow, because we knew what was in store for that night. However, when Mr. Crepsley left at sundown, we had a hard time shadowing him. He shot up a fire shoot, and by the time we got up there, was no where to be found. That's when we realized how difficult it would be to track him down.

Ariel and I went out the next morning and purchased cell phones, then tested them out at dusk. We decided that one of us would stay on the rooftops and shadow Mr. Crepsley while the other would tread on ground.

"So whose going where?" I asked, while sitting on the couch. Ariel sat down next to me.

"Rock paper seizors shoot?"

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That night, Ariel positioned herself on the rooftop while I stayed on the streets. That was better anyway, since she was faster than me, and would need to be.

Well, to make a long story short, we weren't able to shadow him that night either. Or the next, or the next, or the next. Ariel was good at keeping up with him, but not good enough. A few days later, the news we had been watching announced that the victims were all normal humans.

"Damn!" Ariel threw the remote down. It would have been easier if the victims were actual vampires- that would make more sense- but nothing ever comes easy to us, huh? Things always get worse..

Okay, me and my big mouth, because things most definitely got worse a few days later, when Mr. Crepsley targeted his latest victim- the fat man.

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It was dark, but Ariel could easily see everything that was going on. Her eyesight was sharp, her hearing was equivalent to a bat- She didn't miss a thing, but that didn't matter at the moment. She sat on a rooftop besides Mr. Crepsley's, staying low, watching carefully. He was clinging to a building, watching a crowd of people in a busy shopping street, where he'd been for almost an hour.

Suddenly, without warning, he climbed to the top and started across the roof. Ariel immediately speed-dialed Darren. He picked up on the first ring.

"He's on the move."

"Thank god!" Darren shouted into the receiver. "My legs are starting to fall asleep."

"Go get something to eat." Ariel told him. "He's moving pretty slow, you can take five or ten minutes off."

"You sure?"

"I got this." She replied.

"Alright, call me back as soon as anything happens, alright?"

"Alright, I gotta go, I'll talk to you later." She flipped the phone closed and started after Mr. Crepsley. After a brief moment, Ariel could tell something was different. Usually, Mr. Crepsley just wandered without purpose. He was after something right now. She was pretty sure he was following somebody.

She started to get curious, and decided to get closer. It was pretty dangerous, since he might see her, but Ariel decided to take the risk. After closing the gap by a third, she noticed he was now watching someone down on the street.

Ariel crawled to the edge of the roof and then looked down. She couldn't make anything out until a plump man paused under a street light, and knelled down to tie his shoe. When the fat man stood up and continued down the sidewalk, Mr. Crepsley surely followed. Ariel whipped her cell-phone out again and speed dialed Darren.

"Yeah?" He answered, his mouth obviously stuffed with food.

"Code red," She whispered into the receiver.

Darren made a slight chocking sound while pausing to swallow his food. "Oh hell, are you positive?"

"One hundred percent." She replied. "The prey has been targeted. Mr. Crepsleys on the move."

"Position?"

Ariel craned her neck to read a nearby street sign, than gave him the name.

"Alright, I'm on my way."

"Make sure neither of them see you!" She hissed.

"I will!" He replied before hanging up.