Darren Shan Saga The Tunnels of Blood, Larten Crepsley's story

(AN - This is the story he would have wrote if he could read or write!)

Prologue

Blood.

It is one of the things that vampires crave, it keeps them young and alive, but the blood before me wasn't human. It was animal; it's stench hung in the air like a fog. I take another careful pace inwards. Into an abattoir. The cold is also terrible, and the nauseating smell that filled my nostrils.

It reminds me of what I am about to do. I am a small step away from where a very large man is working, unknowing of me. Or of the predator.

It's the predator that's lead me here, drawn me out, made me have to be in this terrible place. The monster I have to destroy before he gets his prey.

The human bends down and does his shoe laces. I watch him intently, if my plan succeeds I could leave tonight. Leave and only come back when called once again, to a place I'll never forget.

As the human moves and stops to slap some animal meet I stay completely focused. It would not be long for the time to strike. Not long at all.

I see the predator for the third time this month. Skin red from overfeeding blood; eyes mouth hands lips the same scarlet; an evil smile spreading to his eyes, a look of malice and madness.

I hiss as the Predator falls from the roof of the building gracefully but as I go to give my counter attack, to stop him in his attack I hear a screeching and I look to see a butchers knife being swung towards me from the hands of a very familiar boy, the knife aiming for my throat!