She nodded, letting him lead her, "So short of time. I've heard worse stories though, usually Misery outright just kills her targets like..." She trailed off, not able to say Bella's name.

He seemed to know who she spoke of. "Yeah... I didn't know, or I wouldn't have made a deal with her."

"She doesn't tell you. But she can only kill people she makes deals with... which means..." She seemed to be overthinking everything, but that was probably normal for her.

"Deals with who?" he asked, still leading her along as he looked for the bar that the guy he knew hung around alot.

"Her victims. Shake her hand and she can do whatever she wants. Don't and you'll be fine. The girl... she made a deal," Ruby explained.

"And so did I." He sighed.

"So? I did too," She said cheerfully, "When will we be there?"

"We're here." He pointed to a bar that was labled in bold red letters Fighters Flight.

She nodded, watching curiously, "Looks nice!"

"Not so nice inside." He said, walking into the wooden building. The place had black metal tables, a bar table to the side, and a fighting stage at the back.

He walked toward a six food teen, who looked more like a body builder than anything. He had black hair and red eyes, slightly pale skin and fangs. But he wasn't a vampire. He was standing with a five foot tall boy, who had blue hair and purple eyes with silver freckles.