Alex woke in a daze. Not sure where he was, or why in the first place. It was unnaturally dark, even though his inner clock told him it was at least midmorning, almost lunch.

   "My little one," a soft voice startled him. "You are awake finally." The teen wanted to run, though having no idea why. "My little Alex are you okay?"

   "Alex?" The dark haired teen whispered. "I... I don't understand. I'm Harry. Just Harry. Not Alex." The man smiled happily. "Mister did my uncle sell me again?" The man jerked back in shock.

   "No little one," he used his earlier term on Alex. "I saved you from your evil family. Do you want a new name little one?" Alex nodded feeling safer with the man, with a deep settee fear he couldn't explain. "Hmm well my name is Regulus, but everyone calls me Master. So we will call you Princess."

   A soft giggle escaped from Alex, now Princess's mouth. "I'm a boy," he giggled.

   "I know," Master finally touched the teen's face. "But you are to cute and delicate to be a prince." The teen hummed from the physical touch. "Come my little Princess we must give you a bath. You have been asleep for a few days." The teen allowed himself to be picked up. 'The assassin did better than expected. Not only did she get him, but she wiped his memories of that family.' Alex was bubbly and adorably childlike. 'My little princess will never see those evil people again.'

   "Regulus?" Alex looked at the Vampire in the bathroom light. "Are you okay?"

   "I'm fine my little princess," he kissed Alex on the cheek. "Let's get you ready."

~till next time~ TT~TT poor Alex. All the problems he has. All the problems. -DS35