A/N: Gosh, so sorry I haven't updated in a while! Well sadly this is going to be the last chapter of this story…. But don't worry I am diffidently going to make a sequel, so the awesomeness of Erek can be continued. Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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Chapter Twelve: The Demonic Purse

(Erek's POV)

Mount Everest, to most people it would be great accomplishment to climb to the top, for Maria and I, not much of a big deal.

I looked up at the big snow covered mountain, remembering back in the good old days when it was covered in magma.

We had been hiking a little faster than the average human pace, for about two hours.

I looked over at Maria whose hologram's face had turned red, and was dragging her small coach purse in the snow.

"Do you want me to carry that Maria? It looks so heavy I can't possible live with myself if I knew you were struggling with that." I teased her.

She glared at me and said, "Its heaver then it looks."

"Surrre." I chuckled.

She stopped walking. "I bet you ten grand that you can't carry this purse without being eaten by it at least once." Maria said.

Eaten? Ha. Ten grand is worth it.

"Okay, give it to me." I said reaching out for the purse.

She gave me the purse, and my knees buckled under the intense weight. Maria smirked, "What too heavy for a big manly man like you? Oh I am disappointed in you Erek King."

"I- s'not h- heavy." I said as I walked faster.

A couple of minutes later I felt something….something moving from inside the purse.

At first I ignored it, just thinking my imagination was getting to me. Suddenly the purse swung upward and "punched" me in the face; the force was so strong that I fell backwards into a tree.

Maria just smirked at me.

I stared horror stricken at the purse that was latterly bouncing away.

"Well don't just sit there, go get my purse." Maria demanded.

I jumped up running after the bouncing purse.

The purse stopped bouncing and as I went to pick it up a rabid looking squirrel jumped out of the purse and onto the top of my head making freaky snorting sounds.

"What the he-"I started but Maria cut me off by running over and dethatching the squirrel from my head, as she cooed, "Aw, wittle Vlad wanted to come didn't he? Don't worry Vlad, Erek won't hurt your little cute rabid self."

My eyes widened in horror as I realized Daniel was right, marriage makes people mad- oh wait Maria has always been mad.

"Since when have you had a rabid pet squirrel?" I asked.

"I found him in the airport in England." Maria replied.

I slapped my forehead.

"By any chance do you have mountain dew in your purse?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes, I actually do." She said as she stroked the rabid squirrel as if it was a kitten.

I opened her purse, it was dark and I couldn't see the bottom of it, which frightened me greatly.

Taking a deep breath I stuck my hand into the purse. I grabbed onto something that felt like raw meat, and got a few snake bites on my hand but eventually found the Mountain dew, and took a big swig.

Yumm.

Maria held out her hand expectantly.

"What?" I asked.

"Ten grand." She answered smugly.

"It didn't eat me!" I protested.

"Not yet." She answered.

I rolled my eyes.

Suddenly the purse grumbled, yes it grumbled, just like one of those old guys you hear in the super market trying to decide between Hamburger Helper or liver and onions.

I kept my mouth shut; I wasn't going to just give up ten grand because a purse was grumbling.

"Well this is nice, me, you… and the purse." I shouted over the grumbles of the purse.

Maria looked worriedly at the purse, "It sounds like its hungry." But at that same moment the purse jumped, yes it jumped, on top of my head and tried to eat me! Of course it didn't really eat me, because it's a purse, but it took about fifteen minutes for me to pull it off my head.

"Aw, it didn't digest you…" Maria said disappointedly.

I smiled, "Ten grand. You owe me."

Maria grabbed the purse from me and pulled out a credit card and gave it to me.

"I don't want your credit card, it was ten grand remember?" I said.

"You can spend ten grand on the card, and it's not mine." She said smugly.

"Then who's is it?" I asked.

"Hello, Daniel King speaking how may I help you?" I said into the receiver.

"Mr. King this is SunTrust bank, it seems that your credit card is maxed out."

"WHAT?" I screamed, I had always been good with spending money.

"Yes sir, your last purchases cost ten grand, sound familiar?"

I nearly choked on the thought of spending ten grand. Who? Who could've done this?

Wait- Erek.