Disclaimer: I do not own Cirque Du Freak. The only things that I own in this story are the plot, the twists, the main character Abigail, and any other character that might show up that is not found within the ink stained pages of Cirque Du Freak.
Shadowy Nightmare:Chapter two is finally up! I apologize for the shortness of the last chapter. This chapter that you are currently reading will be longer, I promise. P.S. If you read carefully enough the first chapter had two plot twists instead of just one.
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"Desmond Tiny and Evenna is the woman who is next to him," replied Larten Crepsley.
I nodded slowly as I rose to my feet. The wavev of dizziness that hit made me both sick to my stomach and almost drew me back to the ground. I closed my eyes and then slowly glanced around for the person which I had brought up. I spotted the boy as Mr, Tiny spoke,
"Who are you?" asked Mr. Tiny. The male must have been stunned by my sudden appearance. In turn, he did not speak until now.
I ignored him as I walked over to the drowned boy. Larten was already quickly working on his wounds. "Five stabs to the stomach if not more. . .water is in his lungs. . .he's lost a lot of blood. . .and God help us all, he is plurging too," I said mentally to myself. I sighed heavily as I lowered myself to Larten Crepsley.
He was rubbing his spit on this boy's stomach wounds. I stood by without a sound waiting for the wound to close; what use would it be to help this person if I was to only kill him again by opening his wounds? When the wound had healed into scar I began working on the boy to make him start breathing again. I pushed at his stomach and then breathed -hopefully- the breath of life back into his beaten corpse. I figured that he had just died not even a moment before. I hoped that nevertheless since I was not sure if the boy was actually alive when I broke the surface.
I did CPR on the boy, and I was just about to give up. Then surprisingly, the guy began to chock. He was alive! I made the brown haired boy's head turn so that it was parallel with the ground. As he was coughing Desmond Tiny asked me again.
"Who are you?" Desmond thundered. He was growing tired with my disobidence.
I again did not answer, but instead looked over at the orange haired vampire. "Who is he," I asked Larten as I stared down at the boy who was still in the middle of a coughing fit.
"Darren Shan, a vampire prince, and my assistent are who he is," replied Mr. Crepsley.
I smiled and nodded. "So he is the one who killed my twin brother," I said muttering lowly as Darren glanced around.
"Wha' the," said Darren Shan. His voice was almost uncomprehensible as he stared up wide eyed at Larten. "Is this Paradise?"
Larten Crepsley shook his head amused though his eyes held relief. "No, Darren gain your strength back. Sleep if you must. I will watch over you."
I smirked and turned my gaze over at Mr. Tiny. His face was flushed and I suspected that it was the first time he did not know a name. And that the person refused to talk to him. I am almost positive that he never, ever recieved that kind of defiance before.
"I am Abigail Fortuna Lepoard. I am Steve Lepoard's twin sister," I said my smile widening to see the look of shock written upon his face. Evenna stared at me with confusion. "How does it feel to not have a hold of someone's destiny? I control my own fate . . . father."
"Father?" questioned Evenna. Her words laced with confusion as she starred at Mr. Tiny.
"Impossible!" exclaimed Mr. Tiny as he stepped back repulsed at the thought.
"Is it? Is it really? Then I guess that you won't believe me when I tell you. . ." I grinned maliciously at the man and then bowed mockingly in his direction.
I saw his eyes narrow as he asked, "Tell me what?"
I chuckled with amusement as shook my head. "Not telling you what you shouldn't already know," I said. I turned my attention back to Darren Shan and Larten Crepsley. Larten had Darren over his shoulder waiting for my command to leave. I nodded and began to walk towards my get-away crew. Mr. Des Tiny did not try to stop us as we went out the tunnel.
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Shadowy Nightmare: I am trying to get a chapter in every night. I might not be able to get anything done this weekend. I am going to a friend's house.
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