A silver lining.

My very first Cirque du Freak fic, with everyone's favourite pairing. Just my own little absurd idea, taken from a roleplay idea I had.

Enjoy.

Ox

It was a known fact, that as the year slowly wore on, the daylight became shorter and darkness dominated the skies. The sun disappeared, leaving the street wanders to the harsh, merciless wind. Everyone prepared for that time, knowing it was coming. But, now, in the middle of summer, it felt as if it was the darkest, coldest night a winter term could offer.

Darkness was a time that some dreaded, scared of what they might find lurking in the depths of the shadows. But, for the minority, who revelled in the darkness, who used it as a cover to carry out their evil deeds, they loved it. They became night-time stalkers, creeping around like a lioness in the plains of Africa, hunting for their prey. And oh, they fun he would have once he found his prey for tonight. A new toy.

Arra Sails walked hand in hand with her fiancé of seven months, boyfriend of two years. She curled into his side in an effort to generate warmth. Amicus kept Arra close to him, slipping his arm around her waist, smiling happily when he felt the bump beneath his hand. She was pregnant, due to give birth in only five short months. The pair couldn't be happier.

Little did they know, everything was about to change.

They weren't far from their small home on the edge of the town, and usually, the wouldn't leave the house after the darkness took of the city, not with the murders that had rampaged through the city, warnings being broadcasted on the old radio, but tonight, the show was in town and Amicus decided that they needed to have a night out together.

His body stiffened slightly as he looked around him, he could have sworn that he saw a shadow behind them. His grip tightened on Arra as he began walking faster. Arra immediately noticed the change in his demeanour. "What's wrong?" She asked as her piercing green eyes glanced around the terrain, hoping to get a glimpse of what seemed to change his so quickly. "Nothing love, its just cold and I want to get you inside." He said with a forced smile, his voice shaking slightly.

His response made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up but her footsteps stopped completely, Amicus stopping right next to her, his eyes locked on an advancing figure before them. He protectively took a stance before Arra, pulling her to stand behind him.

"Who are you? Identify yourself." Amicus called, his voice sounding more calm and steady than he really felt. His hand which grasped Arra's wrist, keeping her behind him was shaking slightly now. "When I say so, run, don't look back, just get yourself away." He whispered to her. The cloaked figure was only twenty feet away now at least. "No. I'm not leaving you." She replied, determination in her voice now. "Arra, listen to me. You need to get away from here, you and our child." He said, desperate now to make her realise that she had to get away. Arra sighed and nodded. He was right. She had their child to think of. "I love you Arra Sails." He whispered, letting go of her hand and taking two strides away from her.

"What is your business here?" Amicus called, his eyes set into a hard glare. Nobody was going to hurt his family. The cloaked figure stopped only inches away from the well-built man, keeping his hands in his pockets. He had his prey. There was no way he would loose out on this chance; nobody could get away from him.

He slowly lowered his hood, his dark eyes glinting in the low glow from the moon. He smirked maliciously when he heard the gasp from Amicus. Amicus was in shock, what was this? He must be wearing some sort of body paint. He was purple!

Amicus clenched his fists in an effort to keep himself calm. Arra, he thought instantly. She had to leave now. "Arra, ru-" He began, but his words were cut off into a gurgle. The vampaneze had wasted no time, moving before Amicus had even blinked, a knife brandished and slitting his throat effectively.

Amicus swayed on his feet for little over a second before he crumpled to the ground. An ear splitting scream of pure agony leaving Arra's lips as she seen the love of her life fall to the ground, nothing she could do, dead.

She fell to the ground, too shaky to try holding herself up. She crawled forward, toward the non-moving body of Amicus, not caring now for the monster that had done this. She wanted everything to end now.

Before she could reach him, the purple monster appeared again, throwing her backwards about ten feet. She landed with a sickening thud, a small groan leaving her lips. She sat up just in time to see a quick flash of red running straight to the purple monster, and a fight began.

Everything was too quick for her to make sense of what was happening. She remained still, watching, frozen in place with shock. Her limbs felt like lead, too hard to move.

With a loud crack, the fight came to an end, the murder falling to the ground just as Amicus had earlier.

The blurred vision of red came towards her, becoming clearer now he had stopped moving. Piercing blue eyes met hers, a hint of worry behind them. He was extremely pale, slim but well built, dressed smartly in red, a darker shade to his spiked hair. He had one thin but red scar that started just from the tip of his eyebrow, running straight down his cheek. "Are you okay?" His concerned voice said gently as he crouched down to her.

Arra looked at him in disbelief, not sure what to say. How could he move so fast? Where had he come from? How did he kill that thing? These were just a select few of the questions swarming through her mind. "W-Who are you?" She managed to spit out, her voice barely audible.

A small smile tugged on the corner of the stranger's lips, a sparkle in his eyes now. "Larten Crepsley ma'am."