Zane's pov:

It's 6:37 in the morning and I had just woken up. 'Why did I wake up this early?' I have no idea why. I never sleep in, it's strange but it doesn't bother me. I get dressed in my usual clothes when I felt something appear on my shoulder.

!Good morning Zane!

I turn my head to see a bird made of fire.

"Good morning Fuego." I walk downstairs and Fuego flush into the kitchen and lands on the counter. I open the fridge and get out bacon and eggs when another bird appears but on my head instead.

%Greetings Zane. Up early again I see.%

"Greetings to you as well Hielo, and yes I am up early. Same as always." I started making bacon and scrambled eggs when I felt something lightly poking my leg.

&Good morning Mr. Zane. Did you sleep well?&

I couldn't help but 'Aww' at the shy voice of a floral green bird.

"Good morning Bosque, yes I slept well. Did you?" I saw Bosque give a little nod in response. When I finished the cooking I made my plate only to be greeted by another voice.

+Hello there Zane, glad to see you awake.+

"Hello to you too Tierra." I respond, taking a bite of my eggs.

$Don't forget you still need to finish packing, since your leaving late today.$

I turn to face a large, pure white bird with most-like feathers.

" Yes Ligero, I remember. I'll call Alex later to see if he could give me a hand."

#Come on guys, let the guy eat his breakfast in peace will y'a?#

I look up to see a dark purple, black, and light blue bird.

"Thanks Tormenta." I'm grateful that he interfered, even though this maybe the last time I ever get to see them again. With that they all vanish back into my tattoo that I have on my back, as I began to mess with my markings.

(his tattoo)

(his markings)

I decided to call Alex to see if he could help me out.
"Hello?"
"Hey Alex."

"Oh, hey Zane! What's up?"

"Hey, do you think you could help me finish packing?"

"Sure! Of course man I'll be over in 5 minutes"

"Thanks Alex"

"No problem. See ya soon!"

"See ya soon."

Then I hung up and smiled.*sigh*"He is way to sweet for his own good."

- but you are still as worthless and pathetic as ever-

"Shut up."
-you know I'm right no matter how many times you say 'shut up' or 'go away', but I think you know how to get rid of me-

I got up, put my plate in the sink, walked up to my bathroom, and opened my secret little compartment where I hide my razor.

- you are nothing-
*cut*
-you're just a weak-
*cut*
-pathetic-
*cut*
-useless-
*cut*
-worthless-
*cut*
-emo-
*cut*

I continued to cut while listed my flaws until I couldn't hear it anymore. I had cut myself 20 times, 10 on each arm until I felt a pair of arms slither around my shoulders. "Are you ready to get rid of it now?" I turn to face the owner of the voice. I see Alex, his face filled with sadness and concern. "Y-yeah. P-please get r-rid of it." "And you understand the consequences right?" he asked. "Yes, I-I d-do." "Ok then." he said as he began to wrap my wrists. When he was finished he sat me on the toilet while he sitting on his knees, lightly holding my wrists. "Are you ready?" he asked. "Y-yes."

He began to chant something that I don't really understand, then I felt the dark presence begining to leave my body.

-n-no! I refuse to leave! Do you realize what you are doing!?-

At this point both me and Alex can hear the voice. " Yes I do.!

-then you realise what will happen to you! And the other phoenixes right!?-

"Yes I do."

-y-you brat! You have no idea how to handle that kind of power! Let alone remain your sanity!-

"If I was able to deal with you for almost twenty years then I think I'll be fine."

-damn you.....DAMN YOU!!!-

I felt the evil presence leave my body as I saw a ball of pure shadow form in my hands only to witness it being engulfed in blue flames. I also felt my tattoo and my markings shift. When Alex was finished he told me to look at my markings.

(the last one is his tattoo)
I was amazed by how much they changed also including my tattoo, which they all look like tattoos now. I signed in relief knowing that the damn demon was gone, but also in sadness knowing that my phoenix friends were now nonexistent. I looked down at my bandaged wrists.

I want to unwrap them to see what changed underneath the bandages, but I need to finish packing. I head downstairs to see my entire living room and over half my kitchen already gone. 'Geez he works fast.' I see Alex emerge from my room carrying a couple of boxes. He had his jacket wrapped around his waist, ripped jeans, and a light grey t-shirt that reveals his broad, strong figure along with his tattoos. (in to lazy to look up pictures sorry. -~-) I'm choose not to show a bunch of skin in front of people because I don't want to look like Garroth, he was always such a show off. "Here let me get those." "Ok but only a couple at a time. I don't want you to strain your wrists." "Geez! For one of the most well known gang leader, both sound and act like my mother." I teased while grabbing a couple boxes. "Wel excuse me for caring weither you're going to hurt yourself or not." he said in a sassy tone with a hand on his hip and the other holding the boxes. We both ended up laughing and cracking a couple a jokes while we packed all my stuff in the We-Haul.
(renaming stuff so it doesn't look like I'm promoting things don't question it!)

"Alright and that should be everything." I say, driving my motorcycle into the trailer and strapping it down. "Ok, I'll follow you there on my bike, so that way I can help you unpack and it will be easy on gas mileage" he claims with his usual toothy smile. I shrug and say,"Well ok then." I made sure to lock up the house and give the keys to the landlord before getting in my truck and started driving to where my new house is, Mystreet. I occasionally look at my side mirror to make sure that Alex is keeping up.

Author's note:

This is what Zane's truck looks like and...

what his motorcycle looks like.