Vlad walked down the back allies that lead to Bethory High, to his hidaway at the Belfry.

He had decided to go, as he was unable to get to sleep, something he attributed to being part of his vampire geans.

He looked up at the tower, and with a smirk, let himself flote up to the open arches.

Only to stop half way, as he had herd a scuffling coming from the Belfry, as if something big and heavey was moving around. Taking a calming breath, Vlad floted on, preparing himself for a fight.

Just before his head had poped over the bottom of one of th arches, the sound of a heavey body jumping was herd, as the floor bourds creaked at the amount of presure they were put under for the intruder to jump.

He looked around at the dark room, barly able to make out a thing, as the full moon was covered by thick clouds.

He then herd the sound of the body hitting the ground rather hard and he rushed over to where he'd herd it.

He made it just in time to see a long black something dissapeare into some bushes in the back of the school, only able to make it out in the dark night becasue of the light post above it.

But just then, the cloud started moving past the moon and the Belfry was being lit. The first thing Vlad saw was a deep and bright red against the gray of the stone on the arch he was at.

He looked full on at it and realized it was in the shape of a paw print, a wolf's paw print to be exact. And then he took in the color and realized the smell.

It was blood. And it was fresh.

He turned around and watched in horror as the cloud covering the moon kept moving on, uncovering the belfry slowly, and revealing the same paw prints, only now there were small puddles of blood here and there.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was down on the ground and following the sent of blood.

He found himself going through the fields of farm land that surounded Bethory, but stopped when he got to the forest.

There, laying at the foot of a tall oak was a very big, black wolf. It's eyes were closed tight as if in pain, and drawing in shaky, rattled breaths. It was then that Vlad realized what he though had been watered down fur was blood matted fur.

He then saw something shiny, and a look of utter horror took over his features.

Thre was a metal steak stuck so fare in it's ribcage, only half of the handle was able to be seen.

Vlad took careful steps to it, much calmer now that he knew it was not a threat, but a very wounded and in much need of help she wolf- even if it was freakishly big for even the largest dog in the world.

A twig snapped under his foot and it drew the wolfs attention. It opened its eyes and Vlad gasped in serprise at the deep red irises, which where slightly dull, due to the blood loss.

It growaled.

"It... Its ok... I can help..." Vlad said, though he really wasn't sure what he needed to do.

He walked closer and it tried to move back, but gave up, as, 1) it was too weak and 2) it's back was to a tree. Vlad came closer.

He really didnt know what to do. He was thinking on pulling the steak out, but he didn't know how to patch a big wound up, and didn't see anything to put on it to steady the blood flow.

After a minute of thought, filled with looking at the slowly bleeding and in very much pain looking wolf, he decided. If he didn't take it out now, she'd die anyway, only it'd be a longer and more painful death. This way, it would let her suffer less, as he was sure she could not be saved.

He carefully grabbed hold of what half was left of the stake and- with one last look at the... eager...? looking wolf- he pulled.

The wolf whined and squeezed it's eyes shut, defying the pain.

The stake hadn't moved an inch.

Vlad rubbed his hands together, getting rid of the sweat. He gripped the stake again and pulled, this time digging his heels into the ground and finding a root for more risistance. Finally, it gave way, inch by inch, jerk by jerk. Vlad winced with every one. He couldn't imagaine the pain it must be causing her.

Fianlly, it was out, and the wolf's head relaxed. Not dead- not yet anyway- just tired.

Vlad looked at the stake and saw that it was compleatly metal. Both ends of the hilt were decorated with roses, and the main part had vines spiraling up to the tip. The vines, to his horror, had spikes, made to look like thorns. He dropped the steak, and it hit the ground hilt first. There was a small click and Vlad noticed there was a small rose desguised botton in the center of the hilt. Yellowish liquid squirted out of the tips of the thorns and Vlad covered his nose, retching at the smell.

Garlic jeuis.

True, he'd found out two years ago that it could not physicaly harm him, only make him very sick. But it was deady to other vampires.

Vlad looked at the wolf one last time, seeing it take in shuddered breaths. He then tured to leave, feeling he couldn't do much else.

He got three steps in before a sharp pain hit him in the shoulder blade. He gasped and turned, expecting to see Joss, but found nothing. Litterally. Nothing. The wolf was gone, even the blood! The only thing that proved that it was there was the stake that lay on the ground, the only thing with blood still on it.

He felt the pain increase and gasped grabbing his shoulder. He drew his hand back when he felt soemthing warm and liquidy, and saw his hand was covered in blood. There came another shock of pain and he fell to his knees, then to the ground compleatly, and was sucked up by darkness.

AN: Hey every one! Well, I have good news if you like this story. I have a notebook and half of another filled with this story, and I'm still not finished there. So, this means that, hopefully, I won't take very long to update unless my typed words catch up with my writen ones. But, I've got quite a bit int he note books, so hopefully, that won't happned any time soon. This is a cross over, yet not one at the smae time, as the one that is not Vladimir Tod is my own story that I'm working on, "Crimson Moon: Blood Bond."- this is the second book; the first is "Crimson Moon: Escape." But, they are not published yet as both are incompleat... But, I do hope to get them out, and when I do, it can be a crossover.

So anyway... I hope you like it, and I know my grammer and spelling sticks. I wouldn't mind having a bate if anyone is interested, but my limits on that are: You can only correct the spelling and some grammer, but you can not add things or take things away with out my consent.

Ok, so if I have the next chap. up, please read on, and if I don't, please review, and tell me what you think.