Author's Note: This is the final chapter. So I guess it won't matter if you review right? Wrong. I am writing the first chapter of the sequel soon. If you want it bad enough, you'll review. The sequel will most likley be called: Desire and Desiree II: Fur and Fire.

When the song ended I looked at Zane. "We'll be together forever, right?"

"Always."

I looked over at mommy and Papa. "You know, Papa's stairing at us."

"I wonder why." He looked back at me. "Care to dance again?"

"Sure!"

It was another slow song.

It was three days after the wedding, and now mommy smelled funny, too. Just likely Papa, but less sugary. She was prettier. Her hair almost glowed, so did her skin! Her eyes scared me though. They were blood red. Just like the stories daddy used to tell me.

"She was beautiful, this monster," daddy said as I sat on his lap. I was 3 at the time. "But she was evil. Evil to the bone. She looked normal, true. But her eyes showed the world that she was anything but human. Slowly the people of the village started to bow to her. She killed them all."

Daddy interupted his story here, just like he always did. "Pup, how do you know she was evil?"

I whimpered.

"Her eyes."

"That's right." He continued on with his story. "He heard about the killings, of course, so he sent his sons to clean up the mess, knowing that they wouldn't fail. He was wrong.

"Only one child survived. He brought back the body, but it started to grab at him. He tore her apart, and burn the ashes. You know that pouch Uncle SAm wears around his neck? Those are the ashes of the monster...

"We were ment to kill them, that is our purpose. And one day it shall be yours as well.

"Run with the wind Pup, and you shall never fail."

Run with the wind Pup, and you shall never fail.

Run with the wind Pup, and you shall never fail.

But this is mommy, surely she doesn't count! But she had the eyes. They weren't like Papa's, not like Papa's at all.

"Desiree, sweety, are you ok?" Even her voice was wrong. It sounded to flowy.

I shook my head no and bolted out the door and Aunt Rose ran after me. I climped up a tree, with almost as much grace as Papa. Aunt Rose followed me up the tree and sat down beside me. She wrapped her arms around her knees and looked at me. "What's wrong, Little One?"

"Mommy, she's not like you."

She smiled. "Not yet, but it takes time. She will soon though."

I looked at her with tears in my eyes. "How long."

That's the hard part. Around a year or so."

I looked down so she couldn't see my tears. "Ok."

A Year Later

Today mommy's eyes were the same color as Papa's, and I finaly felt like I could go near her. She hugged me real tight and told me she loved me. And I told her I loved her back.

Papa finaly looked happy too. I think he liked the red eyes just as much as I did. He kissed her all over her face and they went upstairs for awhile. I wondered what they were doing.

That's when I finally knew that life was going to go back to normal. At least, as much as it could for my family.

Five Years Later

Today I started my period. I was not happy. Mom and Papa sent me to stay with Angela while they were on 'vacation' again. It sucked knowing that everybody in the house could tell that I started even before I did. They smelt it on me. Aunt Alice couldn't see my future.

At first they tried to ignore it, they really did. But no one would go near me. Even my own mother. See how much blood matters in my family? At least if they weren't sucking it out of some animal...

I couldn't stand it anymore so I asked mom if I could stay with Angela, and she had no problem with it. As long as I wasn't sleeping in the same room as Zane.

"Sure, whatever mom."

She smiled at me. "I'll go call her.

So that is how at the moment I am spending the weekend or longer with the Chenney's.

Donovan hadn't gotten any better at all. Now he wanted to look up girl's skirts. Something I had no intention of letting him do.

I was walking into the livingroom, looking for Zane when I felt a cool breeze. I turned around and there was Donovan lifting up the back of my skirt with a toy broom his mom had gotten him. Needless to say I slapped him. Angela didn't mind. Then I heard Zane laugh.

I turned to look at my victim...Opps! I mean friend...

He had gotten a lot taller, and even more good looking over the years. His hair was still in his eyes, and he was getting somewhat muscular from playing football.

We didn't talk much at school, but we talked on the phone, and when I came over for visits. We didn't hang out with the same people. He hung out with the soon-to-be-America's Most wanted boys. I hung out with normal people, and the people who were in band. It didn't matter to us though.

"And what, might I ask, do you find so funny?" I asked him and gave him a death glare.

He smiled at me. Gosh he's perfect. "Nothing."

"Ummhmmm, right." I started to walk towards him.

"Ree? What are you doing? I don't like that look in your eye..." He was starting to sound nervous.

"Don't worry, Zane, I'm not going to ravish you or anything." I rolled my eyes and sat down with my back leaning against his knees and my feet on the armrest and relaxed against him.

He faked sadness. "Dang it, and I was kind of hopeful."

"Too bad."

"Come oon!"

"Nope, I don't think I will."

"If you want to be that way..." He grabbed my hips and started to tickle me. Naturally I started to laugh.

4 1/2 Years Later

"Hmm? I wonder what I should make them call me..."

The End

Remember, look for Desire and Desiree II: Fur and Fire in about a week or so!