Alright, not that many care but after reading a few books… I am really wanting to create a nice game based on those books. Those books are called the Cirque Du Freak series! It's an EXTREMELY good series of books. I mean, I seriously just couldn't put them down! The author is Darren Shan and he wrote the series Cirque Du Freak and Demonata. Cirque Du Freak, Vampire's assistant, Tunnels of blood, vampire mountain, trials of death, hunters of the dawn, killers-somethin- and so on; then there's the Demonata series: Lord Loss, the demon thief, slawter, bec, etc. I definatly recommend these books. Alright, yah… I really like the cirque du freak series and I think it could easily make a really nice game, so yah.

Here, here's 2 of my favorite parts of the first book in the Demonata series…

Intro Poem: LORD LOSS

Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world

Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees

In the center of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head

Mangled hands, naked eyes

Fanged snakes his soul line

Curled inside like textured sin

Bloody, curdled sheets for skin

In the center of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead

Over strands of red, Lord Loss crawls

Dispensing pain, despising all

Shuns friends, nurtures foes

Ravages hope, breeds woe

Drinks moons, devours suns

Twirls his thumbs till the reaper comes

In the center of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that's left…

that was the first thing, now here's the other; the second chapter. Or, at least the first 2 pages.

Capter 2: Demons

Blood everywhere. Nightmarish splashes and gory pools. Wild streaks across the floors and walls.

Except the walls aren't walls. I'm surrounded on all four sides by webs. Millions of strands, thicker than my arm, some connecting in orderly designs, others running chaotically apart. Many of the strands are stained with blood. Behind the layer of webs, more layers - banks of them stretching back as far as I can see. Infinite.

My eyes snap from the walls. I make quick, mental thumbnails of other details. Numb. Functioning like a machine.

The dripping sound - a body hanging upside down from the webby ceiling in the center of the room. No head. Blood drops to the floor from the gaping red O of the neck. Even without the head, I recognize him.

"DAD!" I scream, and the cry almost rips my vocal chords apart.

To my left, and obscene creature spins roun and snarls. It has the body of a very large dog, the head of a crocodile. Beneath it, motionless - Mom. Or what's left of her.

A dreadful howl to my right. Gret! (BTW, Gret is his sister) Sitting on the floor, staring at me, weaving sideways, her face white, except where it's smeared with blood. I start to call to her. She half-turns, and I realize that she's been split in two. Something's behind her, in the cavity of the back, moving her like a hand puppet.

The 'something' pushes Gret away. It's a child, but no child of this world. It has the body of a three-year-old, with a head much larger than any normal person's. Pale green skin. No eyes - a small ball of fire flickers in each of its empty socket. No hair - yet its head is alive with movement. As the hell-child advances, I see that the objects on its head are cockroaches. Living. Feeding on its rotten flesh.

The crocodile-dog moves away from Mom and also closes in on me, exchanging glances with the monstrous child, who's narrowing the gap.

I can't move. Fear has seized me completely. I look from Mom to Dad to Gret. All red. All dead.

Impossible! This isn't happening! a bad dream - it must be!

But even in my very worst nightmare, I never imagined anything like this. I know that it's real simply because it's too awful not to be.

The creatures are almost upon me. The croc-dog growls hungrily. The child grins ghoulishly and reases its hands - there are mouths in both its palms, small, full of sharp teeth. No tongues.

"Oh dear," someone says, and the creatures stop within spitting distance. "What have we here?"

So yah, that's it.

Forgot to mention, eh, yeah, I think my next few posts will be just chapters of the books, if you guys at all like them, then I'll e-mail you a copy of any of the books(not the actual book, but, eh, you know what I mean. lol) Thanks, see ya!!!