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At first there seems to be no response to what I have just said. So naturally, figuring that they had not heard me due to the size of the room, I say it louder.

"I am . . . I am the Lord of Shadows."

Then I wait. Their reaction does not take long to follow.

The Princes are now staring at me as if I have gowning heads. Even Larten is staring at me strangely. All eyes are on me. All with uncertainty and outright fear.

I tilt my head away from them. I knew that they'd do this. I had saw this moment play over and over in my mind. And now I was here. It was playing for real this time. What would come next . . .I was not sure.

From the corner of my eye I spot Larten shaking his head. His eyes never left me as he murmured to himself. "What have I done."

I want to laugh bitterly, but in my position it be best to stay quiet. At least, until I was spoken to by them.

I wait. It feels like forever.

Finally the one who had spoken to Larten, the one with the green hair, (Yes, green hair) speaks, "Impossible. I don't believe it. Mr. Tiny said . . .Well, then prove it to me."

Of course, why would I expect any less? If they don't believe fear will usually turn into suspicion and the inability to believe the truth without proof.

I roll my eyes and then turn my head to look at the person who spoke. With a loud sigh I say, "And how exactly am I suppose to prove it to you so as that you will believe? Do I have to take a lie-detector test? Oh wait, you vampires don't flow well with technology. So how 'bout I do a song and dance? Or perhaps that doesn't suit your needs, maybe I'd have to go and pull up my birth records that have in tiny print 'The True Lord of Shadows'. Wouldn't that be pleasant and easy as pie? Or, gasp! I know, let me just reach into my magic pocket and pull out a cell phone so that you all can have a nice chat with Mr. Tiny? That just be splendid don't you think! Oh wait, another discovery you guys don't have cell phone service and I don't have a bloody cell!"

"You're making fun of us. " remarked Vancha.

I couldn't help but snort. "The bloody Hell I am Sherlock. It not like I have the proof to show you in the here and now. I just am who I am. End of Story."

"Why didn't Mr. Tiny tell us then?" It was Larten who asked the question this time.

"He can't tell what he didn't know." I say with an amused smile.

Larten pressed on. "Why didn't he know?"

"Because I was never suppose to live after birth. Or actually should I say before birth. Death was meant to take me. And so Mr. Tiny figured that I wasn't a necessary figure to talk me if I was just something dead in the ground, that, and/or he just forgot about me." I say folding my arms. I mutter lowly, "Stupid bastard."

"So why did Death not take you?"

"No, Death did not take me how Mr. Tiny figured. Death took me, but only brought me to grow up in another land."

"So death is actually a person." asks the other Prince.

"One who needs a vacation really bad. But yes, Death is a person." I say with a grin.

Larten cleared his throat and asked, "So why didn't Death take you like any other?"

I chuckled as I said, "Figured that I'd be useful in making the sibling a. k. a. Mr. Des Tiny think that he was losing his nerve not to try and do the damn stunt again. A nice prank if I do say so myself. Pretty good for Death in my opinion. And before you ask yes Mr. Tiny has siblings. Quiet a few in fact. But I have not met everyone.

"You're serious," says Vancha. "Mika, are you hearing what I hear?

"Ay," the other Prince said with a nod.

I say softly, "I've never been more serious in my life."

"This is insanity," murmured Larten.

"Isn't everything?" I ask with a grim smile.

"I guess that it is now," Mika replied.

I clear my throat. The three stare at me. I smile grimly. "I am growing tired. If you all are done with your discussion with me. I'd like to go to bed."

"We will continue on in the morning when the other two Princes are able to hear about you," says Larten and the other Princes glance at him. A fleeting smile dances upon his face before he says, "Yes, Darren Shan lives as well."

"And my twin dies," I reply softly.

"Fine, go and rest," says Vancha, "Larten will bring you to your room. A guard will be watching you. We would not want you to get away from us before we are through. Then we will discuss your . . .future. Do not mention to anyone what was spoken within these walls or you will regret it."

"Whatever you say, sire." I say with a short bow. I turn around and follow Larten out of the room.

As we walk I say softly, "All what I spoke was the truth."

"There are still many things that I wish to ask you," says Larten as he stops in front of the room I will be sleeping in. In the light of the touch I spot a coffin. I sigh softly as I turn to look at Larten. He does not look at me straight away because he is summoning a guard.

"I know." I whisper as I see one of the guards come our way and Larten looks at me. "I know."

Shadowy Night: I hope that you enjoyed my chapter five! Death is my own creation, perhaps they will make an appearence, but not likely.

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