Hi, there ;D I really wanted to write a fic about Sammy cuz he's one of my favourite characters. It sucks that he died ): So in this fic, he doesn't die but joins the Cirque :D Oh, and by the way - I know that a half-vampire can't change a human into a half-vampire but in my world they can ;D Please review.

Disclaimer:

Sam: SL-nee-sama doesn't own The Saga of Darren Shan or any of it's characters.

SL: Good boy. *Pats head*

"Let's be blood brothers," Sam announced.

"Blood brothers?" I echoed.

"We both make cuts and mix our blood together," He explained.

"I-I can't." I said lamely.

"Why not? You scared of a little blood?" He teased.

"Of course not!" I cried, giving into him.

I took the piece of glass out of his hand and made a cut in my left palm. I handed it back to him and he did the same. We then pressed our hands together. I could smell his blood and I was finding it hard not to bring his hand to my mouth and drink from him, which really disgusted me.

All of a sudden he fell to his knees and cried out in pain.

"Sam?" I exclaimed. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

After a moment or two, he stood up. He looked dazed but no longer in pain.

"Whoa," He murmured.

"M-maybe I should take you to the Cirque," I told him.

Mr. Crepsley watched me and Sam with a stern expression as we told him what had happened. When we had finished, he asked me in an almost inaudible voice,

"Darren, may I speak with you privately for a moment?"

"Um, sure, Mr. Crepsley," I replied as I followed him into his tent. "So, what is it you wanted to tell me?"

"Darren?" He said without looking at me. "Do you member how I turned you into a half-vampire?"

"Of course," I answered as I glanced at my fingertips. "You mixed our blood…" My voice broke off when I realized what he was saying. "I-I didn't, did I?"

"I think you did," Mr. Crepsley said dryly. "You will have to tell him."

I nodded even though he had his back to me and I went back outside to where Sam was.

"So, did he say what's wrong with me?" Sam enquired.

I looked at the ground and nodded.

"Well?" He pushed.

"Um, Sam?" I muttered, still not looking at him. "You know how before you asked me if you could join the Cirque?"

"Yeah," He frowned. "You said Mr. Tall said no."

"Well, um, now you're going to have to,"

"What do you mean?"

"I turned you into a half-vampire."

I stared at Darren, my mouth agape. Did he just say that he had turned me into a half-vampire? He must be joking! I let out a fake laugh.

"Funny!" I exclaimed. "You nearly had me there!"

"I'm not joking," Darren replied. "When we mixed blood, I changed you into a half-vampire."

I laughed again. "I thought you had to drink a person's blood to turn them into a vampire. And what the heck is a half-vampire anyway?"

"I'm a half-vampire," He told me. "And that's just a myth."

"Alright, suppose that you are a half-vampire," I murmured. "What's the different between a half-vampire and a full vampire?"

"Well, half-vampires can move about during the day whereas full vampires can't. And full vampires are a lot stronger and can move faster. I don't really know all that much myself – I haven't been a half-vampire for very long." He shrugged.

"So, you changed me into a half-vampire?" I said, no longer able to keep the excitement out of my voice. "That's so cool!"

"You'll have to leave you're family and drink human blood," He told me. "You think that's cool?"

"I don't have to kill the people I drink from, do I?" I asked.

"Well, no…"

"Then I better go home and pack."