Michaels's P.O.V

I wake up to a screaming Jo. Crystal jumps out of my arms and runs to her in a blur. I keep forgetting she's a vamp. Wait, that makes me a fang banger. Ew. 

I walk in the room to see Crystal, wait Allison? Yeah Allison. Let me rephrase I see Allison holding a screaming Jo.

"What's wrong?" I ask as Emmo speeds into the room.

"Oh, god no." Emmo says hugging Jo and Allison.

"Hello! What the hell happened?" I ask.

"Get a clue Michael!" Emmo says pointing to the bed where Brandon should be.

"Oh." Is all I can manage to spit put besides, "Oh Jo. No."

Brandon's P.O.V


I'm in a weird fancy room and I feel so hungry, no thirsty. That's weird. Oh a mirror.

I look god. Wait! Are my eyes red?! No. No. This can't be happening!

There's a little blonde girl smiling at me.

"I've heard a lot about you." she says. She looks about nine.

"Really? I'm Brandon." I say shaking her hand.

"Yeah." she replies. Something about her is so familiar. Maybe it's her smile and huge eyes. But unlike Jo's they're blue.

Jo! Michael! Emmo and Allison.

"Can you tell me where I am?' I ask the little girl smiling.

"You're in King Alexander's castle." she says walking away. There's a cup of something on the table that smells amazing.

It's blood. Should I?

Jo's P.O.V

Oh my god this can't be happening! Brandon was here last night!

First Brooke and Teressa, now him. Who's next?

No one. I'm saving Brandon and the rest of us will figure something out.

Brandon's P.O.V

After I'm done drinking I feel guilt but it's very little.

I'm a fucking monster.


Ta Da! Sorry this one sucked too, I've had MAJOR writer's block.

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