Disclaimer: although many think I do own it, I Don't own Darren Shan or the Cirque Du Freak. But I do own Aiden and Madden. Hahaha suckas! Oh wait I don't own Evanescence's "Lose Control"

Okay this is the third chapter, hope you like and to answer your question,

Aiden's age:

Vampire: 16

Human: 36. I hope this answers your question Toto Nation, oh yea ppl don't forget to answer the poll. I need to know which couple you guys want to have otherwise, she'll probably end-up with the one you may not want.

Madden- 1

Darren- 1

Vancha- 0

Chapter 3:

Pressure

After the first two minutes of figuring out who my new charge would be, I collapsed on the ground in shock. Even now thinking back to it, I'm still a shocked. I never would have guessed he still had any feelings left. But I couldn't do anything, I was told that and I couldn't fix it. Later that night I remember going to bed as silent tears ran down my eyes. My worst fears were realized then, and I wasn't dieing trying to get my revenge.

"Mistress Artemis are you up?" a small tiny voice poked itself in my ears as I felt tiny hands shake my body awake. I groaned and started too moved around on the cold hard ground. When I opened my eyes I saw the hard rock under my body; guess I had fallen asleep on the ground. I finally turned my head to look up; black bluish hair covered my sight as pale skin moved away.

"Get out here now," my voice was harsh and cold. Whining came from a corner near the curtain. I dragged my body up and turned my stiff neck to look that way. In the corner I found a little girl about the age of eight trying to hide her pale face. She looked so much like her mother and father.

"Havyn, I'm sorry I didn't know it was you. Vancha must be looking for you," I cooed as Havyn peeked her bright green eyes up at me and started too moved towards me.

"Already went to see daddy, mommy said that even though I haven't seen him in forever I need to go see him. And then she sent me here to see you and get you up; mommy wants to talk to you," the little girl said as she spoke of Vancha. Even though Vancha had been a father as long as I had known him, I still couldn't get over the fact that this sweet little girl was a spawn of his (A/n. spoiler!!!! If you've read the 12th book, I'm keeping it to where Evanna has the twins,).

"Nice Evanna," I said as I got to my feet and fallowed the eight year old out, which she was much older-about 26 actually-but since she was born 1/3 vampire and 1/3 vampaneze and 1/3 wolf, she ages at the rate of a full blood vampire and vampaneze, Same with her twin brother Arwan.

"Have you seen your second daddy yet?" I asked as Havyn and I walked to one of Evanna's many rooms. She nodded.

"Yes, Arwan and I just came back from seeing him," Havyn answered. I nodded as we came to Evanna's door. I was about to enter when Havyn pulled on my pants leg. I looked down at her. "Mistress Artemis, I have a question," I smiled for her to go on, "why do you kill my daddies kind?" she said referring to both the vampire and vampaneze. I sighed and kneeled down to her height.

"Havyn, I don't like killing them and don't kill the good kind, the ones that are on your daddies' sides, but Vancha and I kill the rebels of your daddies' kind, so don't worry, I like both of you daddys very much," I explain trying to explain it to where the eight-year-old would get it. When she nodded her head, I stood up and went in to Evanna's room, but stopped when she asked another question.

"So what kind is the Lord?" Havyn asked. My body went still for a moment and then I started to go father in her mother's room.

"The bad kinda," I said harshly as I entered and shut the door behind me, not letting the little girl in. "Evanna," I said coldly as I sat down in a throne she held in her room.

I always resented telling Havyn that, but it was the truth. All the years after that Havyn had been my second apprentice. Evanna had put her under my wing when Havyn became the age of 12. She was one of the best students I ever took under my watchful eye. She was strong and very protective, I would have done anything to save her from the fate she was destined for; I just never knew I had turned it down in the past.

A young woman with long, silkily bluish black hair stepped out into the light. I smiled slyly as I traced the edged of my sword. "Arwan, leave," Evanna said warmly to a little boy next to her. The boy nodded as he walked over to me and bowed. The boy looked more like Gannen then Vancha; Havyn not looking like any of her fathers, but her mother.

Arwan's hair was a scarlet black with a small trace of navy blue in it and he wore it shaggy. I never noticed it, but when I looked at him again, his pale skin had a small tint of red purple to it; his eyes were also a bright green like his sister's, but with one difference, there were tints of purple in his eyes. I gave a nod to the boy as he left, then turned back to Evanna.

"You called?" I asked. Evanna nodded as she came closer to me and joined me in a chair next to me.

"You have the gods' grace and a hint of killer in your eyes, my dear student," Evanna studied me as she said this. I crocked my head to the side, wondering what she meant. "Vancha and I have trained you well, Artemis. But this time you will be on you're own," Evanna studied me more, her eyes soon wondering to my sword at my side.

"Evanna, you talking like Tiny now," I whispered as I threw my feet over the other side of the arm thrown. Evanna glared at me.

"Artemis, I'm serious! You must kill the Lord of the Shadows before he can get his hands on the human world!" Evanna was now in front of me. My eyes were wide as I finally realized what she meant.

"What…?" I asked stupidly.; still to shock to move. Evanna groaned as she sat on the ground.

"You've heard of how my brother became the Lord of the Shadows, right?" Evanna asked, looking desperate. I nodded.

"Yeah, how he killed, Steve 'Lord of the Vampaneze', yours and his brother. He then tried to…," I started going over the story of Darren and Steve's last encounter, Evanna just waved my off and sighed.

"Think farther back, Artemis. Back to the beginning," Evanna explained. I looked at her confused for a minute then sighed.

"The Hunters," I said softly. Evanna nodded as she got up off the floor and looked at me.

"Yes and like them, you are destined to kill a certain person. Just the difference is that you are killing the person they worked so hard to put in power," Evanna smiled lightly as she walked over to a dresser and opened a drawer.

"But they didn't know, he would turn out like this," I yelled as I smashed my fist in the thrown arm.

"Calm down Artemis. You're right, they didn't know, but that's how it was supposed to be. And that's where you come in," Evanna said as she stopped digging in the drawer and turned to me. In her hand was a sword, sheathed and everything. "This sword is very powerful. It's the sword of retribution," Evanna told me as she handed me the sword. I eyed it like a precious jewel, because it was. This sword is what the Hall of Retribution was named after (A/n. ok I know it's not, but in this story it is).

"Why…?" I started too asked, but she cut in.

"Artemis, right now you are more powerful then any normal vampire, even more powerful then a prince, the lord's advisors, but not yet as powerful as him, not yet at least," Evanna explained as she unsheathed the sword and placed it in the light. It was a dark copper with blood red strikes winding, like they were dancing, around the sword all the way down to the hilt.

" I can't," I said as I stared at the ground. Evanna looked at me, shocked.

"What?! This is your chance! Your chance to get back at my younger brother, Darren , for what he did, all that he has done and will do!" Evanna shouted at me. I turned my head away, noting wanting to face her. All the rage that Evanna held within her, she let out. When I turned too looked back at her, I saw her normal form in front of me; I gulped, now I was in for it, but something at the back of my head and heart tugged at me telling me she was right.

"You must do this Artemis!" Evanna yelled again, her voice getting louder every word she spoke. The tug got stronger also. It was getting so strong, I had to give in.

"Why me?" I yelled back. Evanna smiled.

"You're the only one you can welded this sword. You are the 30th great-grand child of the original welder of this sword. Her blood, small yes, runs through your veins," Evanna explain to me as she sheathed the sword and placed it back in my hands.

I looked down at the sword. It was a new adventure I kept telling myself, but inside I knew I was my true calling, my destiny. With some hesitation I roughly wrapped my hands around the sheath and stood up. "When do I kill him?" I asked menacingly. Evanna grabbed my forearm and stuck her sharp nails into my arm. "Ahhh!" I yelped as I dropped the sword. "What the hell?!?!" I yelled at Evanna.

"Hold on," Evanna scolded as she cut two of her fingers and stuck them where the cuts where. A huge stinging went up my hand and through my entire body.

"Stop! Evanna, Stop!" I screamed. She pulled away quickly and healed the cuts, just before I dropped to the ground unconscious.

Evanna never really told me what she did to me that night, but what she did tell me was that she was adding some of her power to mine. All I can say is it was worse then getting blooded. Some days after I got the sword I wanted to just storm in and kill the bastard, but Evanna kept telling me I would need to get inside, gain his trust and also train. I told her I was already "inside" and had his "trust". But I knew what she meant and it wasn't what I was talking about,

"Artemis you must take your place!" Evanna and I were at it once again. My eyes stabbed into her.

"Why? Why should I?" I yelled back.

"Because that's the only way!" Evanna challenged me. I knew she was right, but I never wanted to admit that Darren, off all people, Choose me, Artemis Skyler, pent of revenge against him, to be his Queen.

"But…," I was about to say something very important, but Arrow, the prince and fighting adviser to the Lord busted into Evanna's room.

"I'm sorry Lady Evanna, but Lady Artemis, the Lord has called for you," Arrow bowed to Evanna and me.

"Get up Arrow; you're a prince, one of the rightful rulers. You have no need to bow," I scolded as I headed out of Evanna's room and headed down to another one of my many visits to the Hall of Princes; Arrow soon was in front of me.

I sat there on Darren's throne as I waited for him to show up; the Sword of retribution hanging at my side. It had only been three months since Evanna had given it to me. She had been training me in the arts of how to use its powers. "Nice outfit Aiden," a husky voice said behind me.

I looked down at my outfit I had changed into. It was old; I hadn't worn it since I left my family. It was my favorite pair of jeans and my favorite shirt I had loved when I was younger, plus gray hoddie. The jeans were ripped and worn down from over the years. The Shirt was actually a corset that laced up in the front (A/n like you buy from Hot Topic); it was dark blood red and black. My shoes where very old classic black and white converse, low tops.

"Go away Mika. It's supposed to be me and Darren only," I hissed as I turned my head to only see the black haired, eyed, and clothed Mika Ver Leth. He nodded knowing as he walked over to where I was ingnoring him and playing with my sword's hilt.

"I know, but I just thought it be great to piss you off before he came," Mika pused at me. I closed my eyes as I drew my sword out an inch.

"Fight?" I asked as I opended my eyes once again and looked at him. His black brown eyes staring at me; he just nodding. "Fine…," I sighed. Mika laughed as he drew his sword.

"Ready to get your ass kicked?" he asked as he charged at me. I jumped out of the throne and into the air. Once up there I drew my sword and dove back down. Mika stood there looking around for a moment, whe he looked up it was too late.

"Not qite yet," I yelled as I lefted my hand and shot a enregy ball at him, sending him back into the farthest wall, knocking him out. "Stupid. He may be a good fighter with normal Vampires…," I was cut off.

"But not with you, right?" the voice I knew too much and hated asked from behind me. I sheathed my sword fighting all my erges to swing around and kill him.

"Yes, my lord," I said as I bowed. Darren still looked the saw, except two of three years older looking. His hair was still the messy brown and his eyes were the stormiest gray I'd ever seen.

"Get up, you know that I don't like it when you bow," Darren sighed as he sat down in his throne and looked at me. "So I heard what Harket told you," Darren started.

"And of course I didn't belive a word, asshole," I harshly said to Darren; he just smiled.

"Thats my girl," Darren congratulated me as he got up and walked over to me. With Mika in the room, knocked out or not, I couldn't down anything and he knew that. I stood there as took my hand and lead me to his throne. "Sit," I did as I was told, hating every minute of it. "Good, now…," Darren started as he got on one knee and looked up at me. I stared at him like he was stupid, which he already was, but still.

"Darren, wut the fuck are you doing?" I asked as he took hold of both my hands. I really just wanted to punch him and castrate him then and there, but that would be meaner then killing him.

"Aiden, be my queen," Darren asked in his fake "I wont bite" voice.

"Fuck No!" I hissed at him as I harshly pulled my hands out of his and jumped away from him.

"Awwe, too bad. Should have asked you sooner I guess," Darren cockily said as he sat in his thorne. I turned to him corious now.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because too the whole clan, you already are," Darren said simply. I growled as my path was unwilling, again, choosen for me. I opened the doors and left passing Vancha on the way to my room.

I never knew that after that day I would actully take Harkets words to good use. It never accored to me that my path was never unwilling choosen for me, but willing choosen. Because if it was unwilling, knowing me I would have fought back, not just stood there and watched it happen. But too myself it was too late by then.


Ok I know it probably wasn't as dark as the others, but I hope you still like it. Remember Vote now. Lol great now I'm campaning. Hahaha that's a joke. Lol. Ok moving on. Well see you guys next time and stuff.

Mistress of the Blooded Night: Peace out!

Evanescence's Lose Control

You don't remember my name
I don't really care
can we play the game your way?
can I really lose control?

just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
just to lose control- just once
with all the pretty flowers in the dust

Mary had a lamb
his eyes black as coals
if we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know

just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
just to lose control- just once

if I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there will be nothing good left of you