It was late morning, well, according to the clock that was on the wall, which was always making a small ticking noise that seemed loud in the quiet library. Penelope was always running around the room gathering books and putting them somewhere.

Edward didn't really pay any attention towards what she was doing. However, from time to time her head would pop out from one of the corners of the bookcases making sure that he was still there, sitting on the floor, back to one of the bookcases, nose deep in a book.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, while closing yet another useless book that would do nothing to fix the situation that was bound to happen at any moment, Edward had failed to find a way out of this. Though there was always a possibility from the beginning that there was nothing here because this was Michael, the person that knew how to toy with people.

The door to the library opened, Ed was brought out of his thoughts and looked up. A pit of hopelessness had formed and at the bottom of said pit was a small bundle of fear that seemed to grow with every moment at seeing who it was. The two guards that were always hanging around Michael like a lost puppy waiting to hear a command that would surely please their master was standing by the door.

"It's time." The male said low and bitterly.

Edward glared at the guards which seemed to last hours, but it was only mere seconds. Edward got up, leaving the pile of books behind that held nothing expect useless information and walked over to the door. This was it there was no turning back, there was no escaping. This was the end of the line.

Penelope was hiding behind a bookcase, occasionally popping her head out while watching as Edward was escorted out of the room. She had to finish packing all the important books that Michael didn't want anyone finding.

Then put the boxes that were now filled with books down in the basement. So the books would be safe from unwanted visitors, as there was only a select few that knew about the basement. Once the door closed with a soft click, Penelope moved quickly knowing from that moment on that everything was going to go to hell in mere minutes

Edward walked closely behind the guards lost in thought. Hopefully, Al and Roy would make it in time or at least have found a way to undo what was going to happen. Edward hated feeling so useless; he was just another mindless puppet that couldn't stop this from happening. There was no running away, no fighting; if anything he was going help Michael succeeds with his plan.

The guards opened the door and all three walked in. Michael was kneeling on the ground in the middle of the room, chalk in hand, making sure that the giant transmutation circle was to perfection. Once it was finished, he stood up while putting the chalk into the pocket on his black leather pants and then smiled while stepping into the middle of the circle.

"Are you ready?" Michael said, looking straight at Edward.

"No, but it's not like I have a choice," Edward said, bitterly.

"Oh, come on, where's the spirit." Michael sighed. "Anyway, come here and stand beside me." Edward began to move all the while that was happening the conversation continued. "I want you two"- Michael pointed to the two guards. - "To go help the others by the front entrance,"

Edward was now standing in the middle of the transmutation circle. From the moment his foot stepped onto the chalk circle everything became hazy. Bits and pieces of the conversation fluttered through one ear and out the other.

At the same time, his vision was becoming blurry. Edward couldn't move, couldn't speak, and couldn't think. This was truly different from all the other times that he had no control over what was happening, it was as if his grip on the world, on his mind was loosening and darkness was slowly creeping its way in, consuming everything in sight.

"Sir, with all due respect," the female said, then hesitated, wondering whether or not to continued speaking or let it go. "At least have one of us watching over this room. Sadly, the curse is getting stronger with every minute. I'm afraid that you will not be able to defend yourself if someone happens to slip passed us or we are defeated." The women said.

"I completely understand. However, you are gravely mistaken. I will not be left defenseless as if it comes down to it; there is a very loyal military dog here that will protect me, no matter what. Isn't that right?" Michael said, glancing sideways.

Edward nodded in agreement.

"I apologized for forgetting that he was a skilled fighter." She said. Both guards turned around and walked out of the room.

"Now, with that out of the way, we can get started," Michael said.

Michael walked out of the circle and to the desk. On top of the desk, there was a thick brown book. Upon opening it Michael looked several times back and forth from the book to the transmutation circle, making sure that every symbol, word, and line were in the right place.

Once everything was confirmed to be right, he slammed the book closed. Then, he reached into a pocket and pulled out some matches. One was quickly lit; a blazing flame flickered and danced on the tiny wooden stick. In one swift motion, the book was lit on fire. Michael knew that the fire would not burn him or anything else other than the book, for he was the one in control of the glimmering flames.

"Now no one can use this knowledge," Michael whispered, knowing that this was the only book that held all the information about the transmutation circle. Once the fire vanished there was nothing left of the book except a small pile of black ash on the palm of Michael's hand. Brushing the ash off, he quickly walked back over to the center of the circle.

"Now, this party can truly start," Michael said, kneeling down, ready to activate the transmutation circle.

Then all of a sudden the door burst opened and a loud, stop rang throughout the room. Michael's hands froze in mid-air, inches above the circle. Eyes slowly darted up to see who it was.

"Well, look who decided to crash the party. This is going to become interesting." Michael said, to Roy and Al who were standing by the door.

Both of them were completely in shocked at the scene. If it was a minute later Edward would have been lost forever. That was something that neither wanted to see. Just then both realized that Edward had never found a way that could undo the mind control as he was just standing there, staring at something that no one else could see.

Both knew that they had to be very careful with what was said or done because they wanted to get out of here without fighting.

"Brother?" Al asked, seeing the hunting lifeless golden eyes of his brother. Al was hoping to get some kind of acknowledgment, but it was useless, there was nothing.

"Edward can't hear nor see you. His is trapped within darkness that is just a small portion of my power. Edward is still completely under my control and there is nothing that could break that." Michael said, standing up.

"Why are you doing this?" Al asked desperately.

Michael laughed. "You haven't figured it out. The reason is that I want to live. There are still so many things that I have yet to accomplish, so many people that have yet to be killed by me, so dying isn't really an option right now. Now, I have wasted enough time talking to the likes of you, I want to get into my new body so that I have a fighting chance if someone dares to attack me."

"What makes you so sure that we're not going to be the ones that are going to stop this?" Roy asked.

"Don't make me laugh, try anything and Edward would be the one fighting you, not me?" Michael said.

"Please, just stop this. He's the only family member I have left." Al pleaded.

"Does it look like"-

All of a sudden a gunshot sound rang throughout the room. Michael's eyes widened in surprise at realizing that someone must have slipped in, but right at the moment of realization, the bullet hit his heart.

Roy and Al watched silently, not blinking, out of the fear that if they blink all of this would just be a dream that this wasn't over that they hadn't won.

The flames that were once under Michael's control betrayed him, just like everything else. What a fitting end for a monster like him, feeling the hatred and revenge from the hungry flames to the feeling of devastation of losing the battle that Michael had waged.

The moment the fire was gone and there was nothing left, but ash, Edward dropped to the floor like a rock falling off a cliff. Al ran to Edward, hoping that everything was alright. Roy hanged back; waiting for the figure on the far wall to say something, to explain what had happened.

"Don't worry; he's fine, just unconscious. This happens to anyone who was under Michael's control." The figured said.

The figure, whose name was Alex, came out of the shadows; it was the same vampire that was on the road, who was also holding a smoking gun. Roy nodded and Al picked up Edward, glad that everything was over and everyone was safe.

"We should get out of here; there should be a couple of spare bedrooms around here where we can stay until he wakes up, but if there is any indication that the circle was indeed activated then the boy has to die. Get in my way and I have no choice, but to kill you." Alex said cold and bitter.

"I understand, but the circle was never activated," Roy said.

"Michael is capable of doing anything when it comes down to life and death," Alex said while leading everyone out of the room and down the dark, long, stone hallways that seemed to go on forever.

The sound of heavy footsteps bounced off the walls, the occasional gunfire, and yelling, from the fight that took place just outside the walls of this horrid building could also be heard.

Roy thought back to earlier this morning. The rebel vampires had just learned about Michael's plan. The vampires hated the idea of working with humans but quickly got over their disgust when realizing that killing Michael was more important.

Everyone agreed that once all of this was over Edward and all the other vampires that were under Michael's control would be left alone as they shouldn't be punished for doing things that they had no control over.

That's when a plan was formed. Roy, Al, and Alex were to sneak into the castle while everyone else was fighting. Once reaching the room, Roy and Al had to distract Michael from activating the circle, while Alex got ready to shoot. There was only one shot or else it was all over, Michael would have realized what was going on and they would be killed one by one.

"This place hasn't changed over the years," Alex said out loud.

"Why work for Michael?" Al said.

"Michael was that person was your ally in battle, but if at any time things turned south, he would be your most feared enemy. That was one of the many reasons for most vampires, however, like your brother; sometimes people don't have a choice. They become slaves, bound to this place. I much rather have my free will then be controlled."

"Though there are a couple vampires, not a lot that hasn't worked for Michael and never will because to Michael they are useless. Anyway, enough of that, we're here." Alex said coming to a stop in front of a wooden door.

Alex opened the door and stepped aside so that Al and Roy could get into the room. The room was simple; there was a bed in the corner along with a couple chairs by the wall to the right. Roy frowned when seeing that, there were no windows in the room.

They were truly in a home and town made for vampires, Roy thought.

Al had set Edward down onto the bed and had grabbed two chairs and then sat down. Alex was standing in the doorway, not moving, but always keeping a sharp brown eye on everything. His tone body was tensed, waiting for anything to happen.

Roy sat down on the chair and waited, hoping that they had made it in time. A couple of hours went by; the fighting had died down to almost nothing. Everyone was still silently watching, waiting for any sign that Edward was going to wake up. A small muffled sound came from the bed and golden eyes fluttered open.

"What happened?" Edward asked, the words were slurred a little, while looking around the room, realizing that this wasn't Michael's office and that Al and Roy were here. Confusion was slowly settling in Ed's mind and was getting worse when trying to think back to what had happened.

"Brother, what date did we burn down our house and why?" Al asked.

"Why?" Ed asked, sitting up.

"Please, just answer the question." Al pleaded.

A grim look was plastered on Edward's face while looking down at the sheets. "Oct. 3, we did it because then there was no turning back."

Al jumped up almost knocking over the chair from excitement and hugged Edward.

"Can't ... breathe ..." Edward gasped out.

"Oh, sorry," Al said sheepishly while letting go.

"I can't believe that you needed help. I guess this problem was just too big for you." Roy said with a smug look.

"Who's too short that you can't see behind a stack of papers?" Ed yelled, fists in the air, shaking with rage.

Roy sighed and smiled. "It's good to have you back." Then turned around and nodded, Alex nodded back and left the room

His job was done, Michael was dead and the boy was still himself. The answers that were provided and the way that the boy was acting was completely Ed like. There was nothing more that needed to be done, so Alex went to join the vampires who were all waiting outside.

"Who was that?" Ed asked, noticing that someone was standing by the door.

"Alex, the vampire who killed Michael and lead us here," Al said.

"So, Michael is truly dead," Ed said, in disbelief.

"Yes, it's finally all over and we can go back home," Al said.

"The fighting should stop soon, if not already. We will wait for a little longer then, we can make our way out of here. About two hours away is a town, we will spend the night there, and then head back to Central." Roy said.

"There's one problem with that. I don't have my ring; the vampires that brought me here took it and gave it to Michael." Ed said.

"Do you know where it could be?" Al asked.

"I think it should be somewhere on the desk in Michael's office, that would be the safest place to put it," Ed said, thinking out loud.

"Where's that?" Al asked.

"The room that we were just in," Ed said, getting off the bed and walking towards the door, "follow me."

All three walked down the halls towards the cursed room. No one talked, it was silent, it was eerie, and it was weird. Edward was so used to having at less one to two vampires walking up and down the halls keeping watch, making sure that everything was safe, but now they were just empty.

Finally making it to the room, Edward opened the door, showing the large transmutation circle that was still in perfect condition. Edward walked into the room, around the chalk circle, and to the desk. Roy and Al stood by the door, watching. They didn't like the room, it felt like they were trespassing; both were on high alert as it felt like a pair of eyes were watching everything that was going on.

Ed opened the top drawer on the right; it was just filled with a bunch of stuff, pens rolled and rattle when pushed out of the way. No, not there, Edward thought while closing the drawer and moving to the middle one, just like the first one there was nothing there.

Moving to the bottom one, this one was filled with files, most likely holding information on all the vampires that betrayed Michael. There must have been a folder that held every little bit of information about Edward's life, it was sickening.

"Found it," Ed said, seeing that, the blue ring was sitting nice and neatly on top of the folders.

Edward grabbed it and got off the floor while walking over to the door, he slipped the ring on, it felt good to have it again; now things could finally go back to normal

"Now with that out of the way, we can get out of here," Roy said.

Ed nodded, thankful that spending another night within this place wasn't an option. Once they were out of the building, Ed took a breath of fresh air and soaked up the sun's rays. It's been too long since the feeling the sun's warmth was beating down on top of him.

Walking through the town was hard as all the vampires who survived the battle stopped what they were doing and stared. They knew very well that Michael was using Edward, but that didn't stop the vampires from being wary of Edward's presence.

Off to one of the sides, there was a large group of people lying on the ground. Everyone could have guessed that the group that was lying on the ground where all the vampires that were under Michael's control. Some of them were awake while others were still unconscious.

The three of them walked towards Roy's car. Once in the car, Al started to ask questions, like what did Edward do while staying with Michael, did Michael force Ed to do anything. Ed answered the questions while Roy drove away from the town.

Two hours had passed before arriving at the small town. It was just like any other town that Ed and Al had visited over the years except for one thing. Edward could tell that there was something off with the townspeople, but didn't really know what it was.

Roy had parked the car in the parking lot of the only inn in the town. The sun was starting to set, leaving the sky with a rainbow of colors when all three of them got out of the car.

The inn was made out of bricks and was poorly painted a light shade of brown. Everyone made their way into the building, once stepping in the smell of food and smoke made itself known. The room was poorly lit; there were no windows to let in the last bit of light into the dingy place.

A fireplace was lit, but it was in the back of the room so it did nothing to light the front. Tables and chairs were randomly placed. Then, by the door there was a desk and a couple feet away from it was a door that had a big sigh on it saying authorized personnel, in red. Everyone walked to the desk.

"Can we have two rooms for one night?" Roy said, to the young man, who was working behind the desk.

Edward stared at the man until everything made sense. Everything clicked together. Once the man was gone to retrieve the keys, Ed spoke up.

"This whole town is a feeding ground for vampires."

Roy and Al turned around and looked at Ed shocked.

"What did you say?" Roy asked.

"Everyone who lives in this town is under someone's mind control and I don't know whose," Ed said in a hushed tone so that only the three could hear what was being said.

The man returned with the two keys and all three walked to their rooms while continuing the conversation.

"How can you be so sure?" Roy said

"Why would someone do something like this?" Al asked.

"If you look at the town's people's eyes, they are blank, there's no emotion or life behind them. Also, I know that you have noticed this as well, but there are no windows in this place and that could only mean that vampires who can't walk in the sun stay here."

"I think the reason is, is so that it's easier to get food. If that is true, then the soul purpose of this town and its people is to provide blood for vampires. The town people were put under mind control so that no one would be able to leave or tell visitors of what was happening." Ed said, hating the thought. "

The conversation was dropped once reaching the rooms. Roy went into his and Ed and Al went into theirs. The room was a fair size, not too big and not too small.

"I'm going to wash up," Ed said, walking to the bathroom, which was the first door on the left.

Al nodded and walked to a dark brown couch, which was in the middle of the room facing towards the small kitchen. Al sat down, deep in thought. If he was back to normal, then there would have been a big, bright smile on his face.

They had made it in time and Michael was now dead. He was the reason that everything last year was turned upside down. It was nice knowing that no one else was going to get used or hurt by Michael that everything was put to an end and everything could go back to normal, but the best part was knowing that that Edward was still himself.

Edward stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. The bathroom was small, but Ed didn't pay attention to that. Stepping in front of the mirror, Ed stared at the reflection. Memories started to flash within his mind. One stood out from the rest and that was what had happened right before everything had gone down.

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"So, everything's set up for the big show," Michael said, to his long-time friend, who was standing in front of the desk.

"Yes. Everything is set up according to your wishes. The transmutation circle is in the basement, where no one would be able to find it, as long as you are standing in the middle of this transmutation circle that it will work." The man said. His appearance was a little younger than Michael's and his black hair was put up in a small ponytail.

"That's good, the fools wouldn't even realize that this transmutation circle is a fake, it won't even work. They would be too focused on distracting me so that I won't activate the circle." Michael said laughing.

"How do you know that?" The man said.

"I have eyes and ear everywhere, I had someone infiltrate the rebel's group, they think that they are so sneaky when in turn someone is reporting everything back to me. I know every move that they are planning on making." Michael said.

"Once you infiltrate that young boy's body, what are you planning on doing?" The man said.

"I would be hunting down every single person that is responsible for my death and the one that pulled the trigger is going to be the last. With everyone thinking that I am dead, it would be easy for me to move around and the brothers travel around a lot so that also works in my favor." Michael said.

"Are you actually going to return the armor boy to his body?" The man said.

"No, but they're going to believe that I am for as long as possible. Even though Lilith betrayed me she was still very good at getting information and as you know I am very good at acting." Michael said.

The door to the room burst opened, another male, who was much older in appearance of Michael ran into the room. "Sir, they're here." The older male said.

"Good, tell the guards to go flesh the boy, the show is about to begin," Michael said.

The older male nodded and left the room.

"Go to the basement and get ready, when the time is right activate the circle. We only have one shot at this. Everything must be timed perfectly or else they will find out that the circle was activated, and then they would kill me along with Edward." Michael said. "After all of this is over, I will be contacting you in two weeks, at that time we will make our move."

"Understood, see you then." The man said while turning around and walking out of the room.

"Now that's out of the way, time to set the stage," Michael said, getting up from the desk.

Edward came back to the present, the reflection in the mirror which was once a kind young boy turned into something more sinister. A twisted grin replaced the once kind and soft smile and his eyes which were once gold turned a dark crimson. Two words left the boy's mouth.

"It worked."

The End

Yes, that is how I am going to end it and no there will not be another book. This is truly how it will all end. Anyway, I wanted to say a huge thank you to anyone and everyone who as read, vote, and commented on this story. Thank you for sticking with me thought this story; it means that world to me. I will go back and edit this story in the future, just like what I am doing with Fullmetal Vampire, so if there is anything that you think should be fixed or anything like that then just say something. Anyway see you later, bye.