Living Dead Girl
	Title: Living Dead Girl Rating NC-17 Contains: blood, violence, sex (m/m, f/m, & m/m/f/m), language Characters: Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Shannon Moore, Hurricane, Edge, Christian, Gangrel, Lita, Y2J Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. I don't know anyone. This is FICTION! Distribution: Stefani but everyone else ask me (aim StormluvsShanny) I hate dancing. I really do. Having to dance around on a stage nude while men throw ones and fives at me, I always feel dirty afterwards. But, it pays my bills. Tonight is just like any other night, full of the regulars and some new ones. I peek through the red curtain and stare at the new ones. There are three. The firstone, which I ashumed is the oldest, is very dark and brutting. His black hair was pulled back into a mess of curl. Brown globes peer at me, coaxing me to him. His body was well built, which was magnifed by the tight black velvet shirt and baggie black jeans. The second was a little younger than the dark one. His hair was blond with purple through it. His eyes were a jeweled green, like emeralds, that stared into my soul. A lean but musculear body yelled at me from under a see through mesh shirt. The last and youngest was about my age. Blond/black hair was loose under a blood red hat. His green eyes were greatly like the one before him. His body was built but he was shorter than the other two, who were about six feet. I closed the curtain and took a deep breath, calming myself. I was never nervous before stripping, but I am now and it's because of them. "And, now, for your veiwing pleasure, the Living Dead Girl herself, Angel!" Her I go, I thought as I stepped out into the spot lighted stage. My curvy body was pushed and pulled into a mesh/leather outfit that was hard to breath in. My elbow length wavy black hair was up in a pony-tail. My ice blue eyes had glitter and paint all around them. I swayed and bounced around to the music. The whole time, though, I felt their eyes on me. Getting into it, I began to lip sing to the music. Rage in the cage And piss upon the stage There's only one sure way To bring the gaint down Defunct the strings Of cemetery things With one flat foot On devil's wing Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living dead girl Raping the geek And hustling the freak Like a hunchback juice On a sentimental noose Operation filth They love to love the wealth Of an SS Whore Making scary sounds Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead girl Psyclone Jack Hallucinating hack Thinks Donna Reed Eats dollar bills Gold foot machine Creates another fiend So beautiful They make you kill Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living dead girl Blood on her skin Dripping with sin Do it again Living dead girl As the final cords of Rob Zombie played out, I felt a mix of emotion. Normally, I am glad that my set in over, but, right now, I feel saddened. Saddened because I would have to leave my three dark friends. Going backstage, I did my post-show thing, shower, get dressed, and get paid. As I pulled my black leather coat tighter around my freezing body, I see some of the girls walk to 7th street. Now, I know alot of the girls sell themselves, and make pretty good at it too, but I am not into that stuff. Sighing at how low you must get to do something like that, I begin my long and dangerous walk home. I walked as fast as my baggie leather pants let me, wishing I had a car. Shouts and noises made my heart jump. When a loud crash sounded, I desided to take a short cut down McBaker's Alley. It was dark and smelly, with trash cans and junk laying everywhere. The concrete ground was wet with somethings that I didn't want to guess. "Why did I go this way?" I asked myself as I walked on. Suddenly, I heard something behind me. I turned quickly to find nothing there. Turning back, I screamed as loud as I could. A guy with blond hair and freakie blue eyes stood over my 5 foot 2 inch frame. Blood dripped from his teeth and chin to his white poet's shirt, making it turn red. Backing away from him, I ran into a wall, or what I thought was a wall. Looking up with scared eyes, I saw the dark stranger from the club. His eyes were a dark black and his teeth lenghtened to long K-9 teeth. I screamed again, scared for my life. He quickly clamped his hand over my mouth, quieting me. "Matthew..." a raspy voice cooed. Turning my eyes back to the blood covered creature, I saw two new blondes with him. One was shorter than the other but they looked like brothers. "Gangreen...I mean Gangrel." The dark one greeted with loathsome. Pushing me behind him, I was pulled into the arms of the blonde/black haired. His eyes were also black and his teeth were long. He hissed at Gangrel and his two. Turning my eyes back to the others, I found that a "silent" fight had broken out. The three blondes and the dark one andthe one with purple hair were fighting, throwing punches and kicks, but no sound was coming out. But, how, I thought as blood began to be thrown onto the walls and me. Suddenly, a howl, almost animal in tone, came forth from the group. The tall blond threw his head back. Blood flowed from his left eye. Quicker than my eyes could catch, the three blondes were gone. The other two stood up and walked over to us. They were both covered in blood. Either from fear or shock, I saw greeted by the world of darkness. Part Two I awoke to something wet and cold on my forehead. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw nothing but total darkness. I sat up and looked around me, not seeing a darn thing. I climbed out of bed, noticing that I only had an over-sized T-shirt. "What the…" I said as I pulled at it. The door creaked open, coaxing a gasp from me. The blond/black haired one pocked his head in. A smile crossed his face, making him look handsome. "You scared me." I said to him as I held my heart. He just smiled and nodded his head. Opening the door wider, he motioned for me to take his hand, but I was fearful. He lost his smile and whimpered at me. I was kind of shocked by this. "You won't hurt me, will you?" I asked, taking a step toward him. He shook his head "no" quickly, letting that blond/black mane of his fly. I reached out my hand shakily, ready to pull it back if I need to. He slowly took my hand into his gently. He lightly pulled at me, making me follow him. "Where are you taking me?" I asked. He turned around at me and smiled before helping me down the staircase. It was so very dark still, and I, at times, had to press my body to this man. We finally stopped at a room that was lit only by a fire in the fireplace. The room was filled with books and paper. A desk sat on the far wall with a leather hunter green couch in front of it. The elder of the three was behind the desk, reading a newspaper. The purple haired one was in the window seat behind him, staring into space. "Shannon," The dark one said. "Please show our guest a seat." Shannon gently pulled me to the green leather couch. I sat down, pulling at the over-sized shirt. My heart was racing. I was scared out of my mind, and I think I had a right to be. I saw a guy with blood dripping from his mouth, a fight, fangs, black eyes; I resent anyone who wouldn't pass out to. "Do not be scared." The dark one said. "We will not harm you." Looking at him, I felt my body shiver. From what, I don't know, but I shivered. "My name is Matt. My brother, Jeff, is behind me, and Shannon is next to you." He said with a nod of his head. "What is your name?" "Dawn…what am I doing here?" I asked. "You fainted in the alley after Gangrel left. I didn't want to leave you in the alley, so I brought you here. I cleaned you up and left you to sleep." "Thanks, I guess. But, what are you? And why did that guy, Gangrel, have blood all over him?" I asked, calmer than I thought I could. "We are vampires, so is Gangrel, Edge and Christian. Gangrel had just gotten done feeding when you ran upon him." Matt's eyes lowered to his hands. "Why did you save me?" I asked as Shannon gave me a gentle squeeze of my hand. Sighing, Matt looked at me. His brown eyes showed sorrow and anger. "About 50 years ago, Jeff and I were out in our field with on hired hand Shannon. Gangrel approached us, making us black out. When I awoke, I found that he had turned Jeff, Shannon, and I into vampires. This immoral act caused Shannon to never talk again, and Jeff to hardly talk at all." He sighed before going on. "And, I think he wants you, Dawn." "Wh-What for?" I have nothing to give anyone!" I cried, feeling frightened out of my life. "You have your beauty. In the end, that's what makes us all damned." "Oh, God." I murmured. Feeling the fear radiate off me, Shannon wrapped his arms around me and put his blond/black on my small shoulder. He began to hum some song that I didn't know. "That's way I wish you would stay here." Matt muttered with concern and determination. Knowing that this was a fight that I didn't want to win and would not win, I sighed. Even though my head nodded, my body wanted to run away. "You'll be staying in the room you woke up in." Matt said as he yawned. "Now, I'm tired and want to sleep, so I wish a good days rest." I watched as Matt stood and began to walk away, followed closely by Jeff. I followed their exit, letting Shannon guide me out. Again, I was surround by darkness. My arms fell around Shannon's small waist, so I could make it back to my room. Finally making it back safely, I slid into the bed. My arms were still wrapped around his waist. He grunted at me, letting me know that he wanted to go to his room. "Please, Shannon." I begged. "I don't want to be left alone." A sigh came from him before he climbed into bed with me. I curled up near him, laying my head on his chest. His muscular arm held me closer as he pulled the thick quilt around me. Soon, I fell into a deep sleep, scared for tomorrow. Part Three I was running, running from them. Their footsteps were so close that it seemed like they were playing with me, not hunting me. I ran faster, getting scared more. Dawn…" I heard the air hiss at me. The whole area that I was in was black. From the ground to the sky, it was total darkness. My black shirt flowed around my thighs. My black wavy hair danced about my face. I stumbled over my bare feet, tumbling to the floor. "No!" I whispered breathlessly. I tried to get up again, but my body rebelled. A sharp pain jumped through my ankle. Crying out, I laid on the darkness, waiting for them to do whatever. "Dawn…"Came, again, that airy hiss. Letting the tears fall, I looked to the sound and found Gangrel, Edge, and Christian standing over me. Gangrel pull me up to his face, growling. "No more tears, Dawn." He hissed at me. "I'll heal your pain. I'll protect you from the ones who harbor you." "What do you mean?" I choked out. "I will kill your precise Shannon. I will kill your precise Matt. And, I will kill your precise Jeff." He kissed. "No." I murmured. "Oh, yes, Dawn. I will kill everyone you ever come near. And, I think I'll start with that stupid mute, Shannon." Gangrel growled at me. "No!" I screamed, full of fear. "You won't touch him!" "Dawn…Dawn…" I heard as my body began to shake. "Wake up…" Sitting straight up in bed, I screamed as loud as I could. My screams made Jeff, Matt, and Shannon jumped. Falling back down on the bed, I glanced at them. Shannon sat near me, holding my hand. Jeff and Matt stood looming over me. "Are you okay, Dawn?" Matt asked. "He's going to kill you." I muttered, sitting up. "He wants me." "What?" Matt said with shock. Jeff stood, stunned. Shannon growled and pulled me closer to him. "He wants me, and he'll kill you to get me." I stated again. "I've got to go." I tried to release myself from Shannon, but he just growled and held himself tighter to me. "Shannon, please." I whispered quietly. "I don't want to see you killed." He growled louder and threw my body farther onto the bed. Surprising me, he pushed his body on top of mine, holding me fully to the bed. His green eyes glowed into mine as he gave another low growl. "Shannon's right, Dawn. You're not going anywhere." Matt stated as he motioned at Jeff to do something. Jeff walked over to the door and locked it. As soon as Jeff came back over, he and Matt climbed into bed with me. Shannon climbed off of me and wrapped his arms around me. Jeff curled up on my right, purring. Matt pulled us all closer to him, holding us tight. All this closeness began to make me warm and dizzy, but only in the good way. My body was hot and I knew I was flushed. Jeff began to rock his hips into mine, making it very hard for me to sleep. He began to groan and pant, moving his hips faster on mine. Suddenly, he sucked some of my neck's skin into his warm mouth. I moaned softly without wanting to. "Jeff, Baby, stop." I heard Matt whisper. Jeff growled around my skin, coaxing me to shiver from the wonderful vibration. Shannon hissed and lightly nipped at my neck. I moaned again and looked straight at Matt. His eyes were black and he was licking his lips. A moan exited his beautiful lips. Grasping Jeff, he kissed him with so much passion that I was left breathless. Shannon growled again and rolled away from me. I looked at him questioningly. "Shannon?" I asked as he slowly pulled away from me. He looked at me before growling with anger. I looked at Matt and Jeff, who had stilled they movements. "He likes you, Dawn." Jeff said in a whisper. I was taken aback by this. Jeff had talked and it was about Shannon and me. I was surprised, to say the least. "Is this true, Shannon?" I asked, sitting up straight to look into his eyes. He nodded before walking away from the room. I looked at Matt and Jeff. Matt sighed before patting Jeff on his head. "Go to him, Dawn." Matt cooed as he blew me an airy kiss. I nodded and quickly followed Shannon's exit. The hall was dark and scary as I quickly ran down the hall, hoping I would miss everything. I walked down the stairs and looked into the room where the fire was burning. "Shannon?" I whispered softly. I heard him grunt and found him sitting on the floor facing the fireplace. His hair was wild. His skin was flushed without a shirt on. "Shannon, I like you too." He looked at he and smiled. A real smile that melted my heart and soul. He turned his hand out to me, wanting me to take it. I took his hand in mine, loving the skin to skin contact. He slowly pulled me down on his lap. He groaned and licked my neck softly, causing me to moan softly. "Shannon…." I whispered. I pulled away from him and pulled the shirt from my body, leaving myself bare. He grunted and drank in all of my nudeness. "Touch me, Shannon." He lifted his hand and laid it on my left breast. I arched and moaned under the feeling on his hands on my bare flesh. I watched him pull and push at his pants, finally ripping them off. "You're so big, baby." I whispered as I eyed his large love organ. He crawled down my body, stopping when his face was at my thighs. Using his hands to open me to his gaze, he slowly took a long lick of my soft wet folds. "God!" I growled, jerking my hips closer to his face. He moaned and buried his face in my crotch, biting and licking me. I bounced and jerked all over the bed, loving what he was doing to me. He sucked my hidden jewel into his mouth. I groaned and ran my hands through his hair. "You feel so good baby." My belly's lower muscles tightened, letting me know how close I was to cumming. "Shannon, baby, Stop." I whispered, pulling at his head. He looked up at me questioning. "I wanna cum with you in me." He nodded and then smiled. His lips kissed fireballs over my tummy and chest before they came to my lips. Sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, he kissed me lovingly and softly. He slowly entered me, stopping for me to adjust to him. "God! You are so big!" He moved in and out of me, pumping with love. My hips bucked with his, drawing all of him into me. My body was on fire with my animal need for him. "Damn, Shannon." My body tightened around him, milking him slowly with every snap of his hips. "God, Shannon…I'm going to cum, baby." With a few more snaps of his hips, I did cum, wetting him and myself. As my inner walls gripped hi, he released himself into me, causing me to have another orgasm. Shannon fell limply on me, panting and convulsing. After a few seconds, we pulled apart. Shannon wrapped his sweaty arms around me, pulling me very close to him. "Shannon, we need to talk, you know?" He grunted and nodded before falling asleep. I sighed and laid my head on his chest, wondering how bad things would get. No one can be this happy without something happening…. I thought before drifting off to sleep. Part Five I awoke from some of the best sleep of my life to Shannon rubbing my body with his wonderful hands. I moaned to let him know that I was awake. He smiled down at me before kissing my lips so softly. I moaned and pulled him closer to my warm body. He slid his soft pink tongue into my mouth, licking at my fount. Pulling away from him, I looked deep into his eyes. "Well, ain't this cute." I looked up at the doorway to find Gangrel and Edge and Christian. Shannon pulled from me and hissed at them. "Shut up, Naked Boy!" Edge growled before punching Shannon in the face. I screamed out, anger and scared. Christian hissed at me as he moved to take me into his arms. I jerked at tried to pull myself away but he had a very strong hold on me. "Bitch, shut the hell up!" Gangrel snapped at me before raising his hand to me, hitting me in the face. I cried out in pain, wrapping blood from my lip. I heard Shannon scream and yell in anger as he fought against Edge, who had him about the waist and was trying to swing him about. "MATT! JEFF!" I screamed out, hoping they would come to help Shannon and me. Suddenly, a red headed female and a wavy blonde headed man entered with Matt and Jeff in their arms gagged and tied. Jeff was crying and Matt looked like he wasn't even alive. Blood was pouring from a large wound in Matt's chest. "NO!" I screamed in anger and sorrow. Shannon had stopped fighting and lay limply in Edge's arms. I had fought Christian so much that I wormed my way out of his arms and ran to Matt. I kissed his face and cried on his chest, hoping and praying that he'd wake up. "You can save him child." Gangrel whispered from behind me. "How?" I choked out. "Become one with me. Become my wife for all of eternity and never speak of Shannon, Matt, or Jeff again. That's how." He hissed out before gripping my bare shoulders. I shivered from his cold harsh contact. I looked at Jeff, whose eyes were wide and he was shaking his head no. Going from Jeff to Shannon, I watched as Shannon bit into Edge's hands. I couldn't let Shannon be killed. I loved him way too much to have him be dead and never had the chance to see him again. "I love you, Shannon." I whispered before standing up. I looked at Shannon again and watched him still his movements. His green eyes were large and his mouth hung open. I sighed and let the tears stream down my face. "I'll go with you." I whispered. "Good…Good." He whispered. "Get your clothes on, Angel." I convulsed inwardly at hearing my stage name being uttered from his lips. I nodded sadly at him before slowly walking over to my wrinkled up T-shirt. I slid the cold cotton fabric onto my nude body. Turning back to Gangrel, I saw Shannon had some how got hold to him and was biting and clawing at his face. Gangrel threw Shannon off his body with ease, slamming him into the far wall. "Get her, Edge." Gangrel hissed. "NO!" I screamed as he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. "Shannon!" I fought and fought against Edge. I bit and punched at his back. He growled and smacked my ass cheeks. "Lita, knock her out." Gangrel hissed to the red head. She nodded and smiled before punching me in my face. I felt blood pour from my nose and saw blackness come over me. "DAWN!" I heard a voice say. I slowly raised my eyes to see Shannon being held back by Christian. "NO! PLEASE! I LOVE YOU!" Then, everything went black. Part Six I woke up in a well lite sitting room. It had books and papers laying on desks and in shelves. A fire place blazed at the very end of the room. The couch, at which I laid, was black lether sette that was rough to the touch. Moaning, I lifted my head and grabbed my head at the pain. My head was knocking and every noise hurt. My tummy, for some reason, was growling and moaning for something to eat, but I didn’t know what I wanted. “Good morning, Angel.” I heard Gangrel hiss. I lifted up fully and saw him sitting behind a rather small flat desk. His white poet shirt was fluffed and shined. His wavy blond hair burned into my eyes. “My name’s not Angel. It is Dawn.” I growled before trying to stand. It was then that I realized that they had stuffed me into a very old hoop skirt dress. It was black and red with gold trim. Black velvet lighty sat on red silk that puffed out and touched the ground. The top was square cut and pushed my breasts out, showing a good amount of clevege. I was just happy that I was bare foot. “Why am I in this dress?” I growled, not happy about any of this. “I am your husband now, Angel, and you will do everything I say.” He said smoothly as he stood up and began to walk toward me. “Husband?” I asked shakily. “Yes, Beautiful Angel, I made you mine while you were asleep. Check your neck and see, my dear.” I brought my fingures up and grazed a spot on my neck. It was two tiny hole marks that were quickly healing. Tears spilled out of my eyes, blood tears. “Don’t cry wife. You will soon love being what we are.” He said as he patted my head. I looked up at him and thought I would be sick. His eyes were gazing down at my breasts, drinking me in as much as he could. I wanted to smack him but that went out the window as he rough took my lips into his. His tongue stole into my mouth, sucking the breath from me. I thought I was gage. This went on for a while until he stopped. “Let’s go and fully set this.” Gangrel said softly as he brought his hand out for me to take and I do. ‘Why am I taking his hand?’ I thought. We walked out of the room and down a long hallway that lead to a back bedroom. The door was open so I could see in. It was very large and fixed up nicely with black drapes and throws. The steel bed was blood red with black quilts and covers. Candles sat on dressers and wordrobs, lighting the room beautifully. He slowly laid me down on the bed and pulled at the back ties of the dress, getting them off quickly. I held him pull the dress away from my body, letting me be under his blackened gaze. “You are very beautiful, Angel, and you are mine.” He whispered before removing his poet shirt. I pulled him down for a very rough kiss that took my breath away. I stabbed at his mouth, sucking and drawing as much of him as I could. My hands roaned his chest and backside, pulling and grabbing him. He quickly pulled his pants off and jerked into me. I cried out in pain because I wasn’t wet yet and it felt like I was a virgin agian. “You’re so fucking tight.” He growled as he bounced on me. I threw my hips into his, trying to get all of him in me. His cock felt like a jackhammer, driving and pulling at me, hurting me. I was moaning and screaming at him. He soon gave out, falling on my chest. “Damn.” He growled before we fell asleep in a sweaty, unsated sleep. Part Seven I awoke to my brain bouncing around in my head. I moaned and groaned and pulled my body closer to the warm and sweet smelling one next to me. “Morning, Angel.” A hush voice whispered. “Morning, Gangrel.” I whispered back, kissing his chest and licking at his nipple. “If you keep doing that, I’ll never beable to go and get you blood.” He whispered. I groaned and looked up at him. His eyes peered down at me, void of all emotion. He kissed my forehead and pulled from me. I pushed myself up on my elbows to watch him dress. “Angel, do you know who Shannon is?” He asked me suddenly. I looked at him in shock. ‘Who in the blue hell is Shannon?’ I asked myself. I sat for a few moment, thinking my mind will show a face or memory, but nothing happened. “Nope...don’t know her.” I said. I laughed a deep laugh and patted my head. He smiled like he had won a war and kissed my cheek sweetly. “Good...Good.” He whispered before leaving me in the darkness of the room. I laid back on the bed, wondering why he wanted me to know who this Shannon girl was. I did know anything but Gangrel. How he saved me from horrorable people who tried to rape me and kill me. How much he loves me and needs me. I knew nothing but him and needed to know nothing but him. After me short thoughts, I pulled myself up and cleaned up. I washed myself quickly in the shower next door. When I was done, I pulled on a simple black dress that had no sleeves and a low neck line. I pulled my hair up into a bun. I left the room and went looking for Edge or Christian, wanting to tell them that I needed some air. I found Lita in the kitchen. She was sipping on a cup of warmed blood. Her red hair was in a mess pony tail. A hunter green pair a cargo pants laid loss like on her small hips. Her breast were sitting in a white sports bra. “Angel, you look beautiful in that.” She whispered before kissed my lips softly. “Thanks.” I answered back. “Lita, will you walk with me outside for a moment or two? I am in need of some air.” “Sure, but Gangrel does not want you wondering far.” She answered as she sat down her cup. I followed her out the back door, breathing in the air and looking at the night stars. She grabbed my hand gently in her and lightly pulled me around the garden. Night roses were in bloom and very beautiful. “Angel, do you like dogs?” Lita asked me. “I don’t know. Why?” I asked. Suddenly, a blond fur covered mutt came jumping on me. I fell to the ground in giggles. He licked and nozzles at my face. Lita pulled him off me, giggling herself. “He is a cutie-pie.” I said inbetween giggles. “I know. I saw him roaming around here yesterday but thought he was gone until now.” Lita said as he patted him on the back. I sat on my legs and patted the cute dog. His tongue was out of his mouth, patting over his happiness. His eyes were an amazing shade of green, like a jewel. Emerald, they seemed emerald. “Do you think Gangrel will let me keep him?” I asked Lita. She didn’t appear to be hopeful. “I don’t think so, Angel, but you could try.” She said as she stood up. After helping me up, we walked back to the house, or little friend in toe. He was very cute. His tail was long and bushie and wagged to no end. When we got back into the house, Christian was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newpaper. He looked at the dog, then at Lita and then at me and smile. “Cute.” He said. “I know.” I whispered as my little friend licked my right leg. Part Eight When Gangrel got home, he wasn’t very happy about Seanan. That’s what I named my little buddy, Seanan. “You can not keep him!” Gangrel yelled at me. “Why Not?” I cried back. I had been in tear for the last five mintues because I wanted to keep this little pup. Lita had wrapped her arms around me and held on to me. Jericho, Edge, and Christian just sat in the kitchen and watched. “Because I do not want a dog like him. He can never be a hound from hell!” He growled. “You can make him that way!” I cried out. “Do you all ways think that Lita, Edge, Christian, Jericho, and yourself can watch me? He can watch me! Besides, I need to have a friend myself! I am locked up in this house for days and don’t go out but to the garden and I have to bring someone with me. I have no privicy!” He looked at me sadly for a moment before sighing. “Fine, but you our me, Angel.” He stated before falling into a kitchen chair. “Thank you!” I cried before flying into his lap. I kissed his face randomly before grabbing Lita’s hand and flying out of the room. “But he’s not sleeping in our bed!” Gangrel yelled as I flew into Lita’s room. Lita and I have become very close of the time that I’ve been here, how ever long that is. She was the only other female and we were very close is I must say. “I can’t believe he let you keep that ugly mutt, Seanan.” She said as she fell onto her bed. “He’s not ugly, Lita.” I growled. I patted Seanan’s head softly before looking back at her. She looked like she was going to say something. “What?” I asked. “Nothing.” She whispered before looking away. “No, Lita, tell me.” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around her neck. “Do you love Gangrel?” “Where did that come from?” I asked. “I was wondering because I know someone who thinks they love one person but they really love another.” “Okay...” I said with confusion. “Look, Angel. Sometimes things are not what they seem.” She whispered. ‘I wonder what she’s getting at.’ I thought as I wondered into the bathroom. Part Nine I pulled my muddie clothes off and began to draw some water for a long, nice bath. Seanan was sitting a the blanket that I had laid out for him to sleep in. His tail wagged back and forth anything I said a word to him. “So, Seanan, do you know what Lita was talking about?” I asked him. He whimpered and nosed my ankle gently. “I don’t. I mean...I think I love Gangrel but he seems void of all emotion for me. Like he could careless. A girl just wants to be loved you know.” He licked my ankle and barked. “I love you, too, Seanan.” I whispered before stepping into the hot water. I let my body drink up the water for a while before really washing. Seanan raomed around the room like he was nervous. “Seanan, what it it?” I asked. He stopped and looked at me. I mean, really looked at me, in the eye. I saw a memory. A girl, me, making love to a man with blond/black hair. He was very beautiful and stronge. He whispered a name, Dawn, over and over in his mind. She, me, kept murmuring his name, Shannon. “Shannon...” I whispered like it was music. Seanan barked and wagged his tail. “I remember. Oh, God. Shannon!” I whispered as I broke out into tears. I laid my head back and cried for Shannon. I missed him and had done him wrong. “I forgot Shannon.” I moaned. ‘But...How? How could I forget the one person who means the most to me?’ I asked myself over and over. “Dawn?” I heard. Looking up, I saw Shannon standing where Seanan was. His body was nude and sweaty. He was patting and crying. I jumped out of the tub and flew into his arms. His bare skin felt so good next to mine. I cried on his shoulder as he cried on mine. “Shannon, is it really you?” I asked. “Yeah, Dawn, it’s me.” He whisper. “I’m sorry.” I murmured, remembering how Gangrel had my under a mind control. “It’s okay, Dawn. No matter what, you are my Dawn.” He whispered. We stooed there in the middle of the bathroom, crying for each other. Part Ten “Angel!” I heard Lita say from the door way. She was standing there with the door open. Her eyes gazed over Shannon and myself. “I guess you did get what I meant.” She whispered. “But we all need to get out. Gangrel will beable to feel you now Shannon.” “Huh?” I asked. “I’ll explain later, Dawn, but now we go.” She threw two long clothes at us. Quickly we threw them on and ran for the window. Lita jumped out first followed by me and then Shannon. We ran to a car that had it’s lights off. “Matt! Jeff!” I cried as I realized who was in the car. “Shush, Dawn. Get in now.” Matt growled. I heard Edge and Christian coming out of the front door, screaming at us. Liat and Shannon threw me into the back seat of the car. Matt drove away as fast as he could, hoping to get many miles between them and us. “Now, what?” Lita said as she wrapped an arm around my shoudlers. “Now, we run for awhile and put many miles inbetween them and us. Tomorrow, we go into hiding until we come before the Vampire Courts.” Matt answered as he drove on. I wrapped my arms around Shannon’s neck and stared at him. I finally had my baby back and would never let him go.