Chapter 4

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I wake up. Night has come again. I slept through the last night of the festival, not surprising with how much sleep I have been getting lately.

Now official business can go on. First everyone was talking about the vampaneze. Then they gave Darren his next trial. Then continued talking about the vampaneze.

Darren's second trial was the Tunnel of Needles.

After getting his trial he went to train immediately.

I left my cell after awhile of boredom and went to see how Darren was doing.

Seeing Darren panting and covered in cuts I laugh to myself silently - but he obviously noticed.

"So, what is this trial exactly?" I ask.

"The goal is to get to the end without impaling yourself." Vanez says.

The cave was covered with stalagmites and stalactites. Some larger than others and some looking as if they were ready to snap and break. All were very sharp looking and scary.

"It seems tricky." I say.

"It is!" Darren complains. "He said it was easy, its no where near easy."

"You can do it. I believe in you." I say smiling.

"Thanks."

"Well I'll let you train. You got this Darren!" I smile and walk away. I go into the hall of Oscar Velm. No one I knew was in there, surprisingly. I got a cup of blood. I had to psyche myself up to actually drink it. This was my first drink of the stuff after all.

I drank it, it was disgusting! It tasted like rusty metal! I have to drink this!? I don't know if I want to become a vampire if I have to consume this stuff...

"Trying blood for the first time?" I hear and spin around to see Kurda.

"Heh, yeah. It tastes horrible."

"Yeah, you'll get used to it though."

"What are you doing here? Don't you need to be at the Hall of Princes? Talking about the Vampaneze?"

"Yes, but I need to drink some blood."

I hand him my cup. "I don't want it."

"But you need it."

"Darren went 2 and a half months without blood, I will live."

"Very well then." He takes the cup of blood and drinks the rest of it.

I laugh a little.

"What?" He asks.

"I remeber when I was a kid I would always never drink after another person. I would say that's indirect kissing. Anyway, I'm gonna get some shut eye. See ya later." I smile and walk to my cell. I lay in my hammock, not actually falling asleep.

I never sleep. It's strange how much I have changed over the years.

I went from a sleep-o-haloc-wolf- girl to a never-sleeping-future-half-vampire. Funny huh?

I went from 'if you wake me up you die' to a 'you wake me up I won't sleep for another couple days'. Weird right?

I went from 'always being bullied' to 'everyone understands me'. Crazy isn't it?

I went from 'always with best friends' to 'never with best friends.' Scary... Correct?

I know I think a lot, but it never accured to me I will never be able to see them again. Steve... Tommy... Alan... Penelope... Mom... Dad... Eclair... Mr. Dalton...Even Ethan...

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