A/N: Woohoo! Shamelessly stolen chapter name! (Stolen from a song :D)
Ch 5: Rocky Mountain Way
Darren looked at the odd group that they had been ordered (Or rather forced and threatened) to take with them to the mountain. Though he had never gone on this journey before, he heard Larten continuously fume and rant about how it was extremely bad to bring non-vampires. In this odd group were the Vampires: Curtis Rx, Erik X, Darren, and Larten. The Immortals: Johnny C., Devi D., and little Todd 'Squee' Casil. Then there is the other group: Zim the Alien, his robot GIR, the squeaky alien 'dooms-day-moose' Mini-Moose, and the single Little Person-better known as Lefty.
Not long into the journey Zim got bored, despite the fact he had a chance to study the inferior human earth plants and the 'Difficult Terrain' was a laugh because of his spider legs. So one day as they were resting in a densely forested area, he asked a question.
"How did you become what you are?" It was question that applied to all there, the Immortals, and Vampires in particular as they were the only ones with a story he did not know about.
They all gave him an odd slightly offended look, as it was very blunt and slightly rude, though they forgave him because they didn't know if Irkens knew what manners were or not. Johnny went first.
"I went insane a long time ago, after my parents were killed, I began to go insane and wish revenge on the person responsible. He was a serial killer too, but by far more nasty, he did things I wouldn't have nightmares about doing, and he killed innocents and scum alike. Not long after I decided I'd have to bring him to justice I wasn't able to draw and express my grief anymore, it just stayed so bottled up inside and as I was constantly being bullied in school by mindless little shits, I began my fall into insanity. I contemplated suicide, then a little voice came to me with a deal, it came from the last thing I ever drew, a picture of a foul creature destroying the earth. The voice came from the man about to be killed by the creature, he said that he could help make my tormentors suffer. He said I could live forever, and never get caught or hurt. I resisted, I resisted for such a long time.
"Then one day, one of those little pricks stabbed me in the gut on my way back home, they took all of my money, too. I somehow managed to get home and dress the wound. I stayed there for a while sitting in my own misery and hatred, I finally agreed to the deal. For the first few months I never noticed that my childhood was slowly being erased along with my sanity, I could paint again too, but only in blood and pain. At first I killed the people who made fun of me and hurt me because they deserved to die and also because I needed to get my experience up if I was ever going to kill that jerk who took away my parents.
"After about a year, not long after graduating I forgot the reason for what I was doing in the first place. All I knew was that if they unnecessarily fucked with me they were getting kidnapped, brought to my basement, tortured, and then killed. I did kill the guy who-in some ways-started it all. Not long after that, I woke up from a normal night's sleep like every other day, but this time I couldn't tell if what little of the life I remember having before was just a dream or if it really happened. So I forced my self to stay awake for prolonged periods of time after that, at first I could only make it a few days, but soon days became weeks, and weeks became months. After about four years of me not remembering my life and questioning it's reliability, Squee moved in and I met Devi."
Now it was Devi's turn. "Not long after I met Johnny, we began to hang out where I worked and I asked him out on a date. It was going great...until he tried to kill me. I kicked his ass, escaped and became a recluse, only ever leaving the house when it was absolutely needed. I called Johnny up on the phone one day and that apparently triggered a machine he rigged to the phone to shoot him in the head. He says he died, met the guy upstairs, and the one below, too. He says that 'Senor Diablo' is more agreeable in some ways then...'The Gnome'." Most of them thought that was funny. "Then after I changed jobs, I made painting that began to speak to me, long story short, it wanted to do to me what it did to Nny. But I was too paranoid, I killed it. At least I thought I did, but Johnny came back from this 'Vacation' he was on because the children of some Grim Reapers told him I would be worse for wear if Sickness came back and I struggled more with it stealing my sanity.
"So he gave it new strength and gave it back to me, it warned what would happen if I tried to resist and that Nny was doing me a favor because it promised not to take away all of my sanity or creativity, just about half and half. I agreed, then went out to kill some people who were insulting my art on the radio. Then I went on my first spree where I heard their-" She pointed towards the musically inclined vampires. "Music for the first time. Not long after I decided I would start talking to Nny again."
The alien and the immortals looked at the vampires. Curtis and Erik knew that the other two vampire didn't like to talk about the events surrounding how they were turned, so they decided to spare them by going next.
Curtis started with, "Well Erik and me originally joined the Cirque so we could perform and meet more cool people with special abilities. We traveled with them for about two years and we made good friends with Darren and Larten and found out about them being vampires not long after we joined. At one point we decided to pick up hobbies so we could be better involved in the show. Erik turned out to be pretty good with throwing knives and axes, and could throw them blind folded at a target and always hit the bull's eye. I am actually pretty good with juggling chainsaws. One day we heard that Larten, Darren, and Evra were going to go on vacation to Larten's hometown. We asked Larten if we could go with because it had been a while since we had a vacation and he didn't want us coming with because of what he was doing there." Curtis stopped to breathe and drink some of his coffee, and Erik took over.
"He told us that there was this situation that involved dealing with a vampaneze who had gone mad and needed to be dealt with, but there was some sticky vampire politics that meant no vampire was supposed to kill the vampaneze. He knew that if he did it quietly and quickly he could stop him from killing more people. So we changed tactics and offered our services as baby-sitters considering he was bringing two of them with him. He was a bit reluctant at first, but he soon saw that it would be fine and brought us with. We were there for about two weeks when things went bad.
"You see vampaneze are very traditional, even after they've went mad. They like to mark who they're going to kill be fore they kill them. They mark them with three small scratches on the left cheek. One day we were watching TV with Darren and Evra when Larten came home. We got up to leave because we decided we would pay for our own rooms in a different hotel down the street and we were going back there for the night. Then he stopped Curtis and looked him in the face. He seemed worried and kind of freaked out. He decided then that he would have to tell the kids what was happening and also exactly why Curtis was now in danger.
"He said Curtis had been marked by the Vampaneze-Murlough-as his next meal. Curtis got kind of excited until Crepsley explained that he didn't know where Murlough's hideout was in the sewers and Murlough would stop at nothing until Curtis was bled dry. At that point the kids got worried and Darren suggested that they turn Curtis before he was killed Larten didn't want to. He thought that he could use Curtis to lure out Murlough and kill him. So we came up with a plan to fond and kill him. Just as we expected the plan went off pretty good." He stopped now as Curtis continued.
"That is until me and Erik almost died. What happened was Murlough got there a little too early." He removed the ever-present leather cuff on his right wrist to reveal a torn-up looking bite-shaped scar. "He got to me the day after we thought of the plan. Erik had the room next to mine and he only barely heard me screaming and contacted Larten on the walkie-talkie. He went through the doors that connected our rooms and threw an axe in the guy's back. He turned around and sliced at his middle, he got him just deep enough that he was bleeding badly but not so deep that it couldn't be healed. Larten got there right after that and because Murlough was distracted by all the blood, he didn't smell him or notice him until the knife went through his heart." Curtis stopped again, and looked over to Erik.
"At that point Curtis passed out from the blood loss. Crepsley saw this and went to him. He used his spit to heal up the wound but he would have died because of the lack of blood. So he turned him. He went over to me next, I hadn't passed out but I was in the same boat as Curtis. So he healed me up and asked if he could turn me. I said sure, and damn it hurt. When it was over he asked if Curtis would have wanted to be turned. I looked at him and said he probably would have asked eventually, life in danger or not."
The next to tell their story would have been Crepsley, if it were not for the sudden sound of someone approaching from the forest.
A/N: Sorry it took so long, but it is slightly lengthier than usual so I hope that makes up for it.