Mark backed away from the wall slowly.  What did Dark just say...?  He was his new target?  Dark kept his eyes locked on Mark as he all too calmly told him.  "I think I've left you in the dark long enough. So, here is the honest truth".  Dark started taking small steps toward Mark, while Mark did his best to keep the distance between them.  Gesturing to everything around them, Dark continued on casually.  "You think all this is real? You haven't even considered that if I'm in your head... and I can alter your memories... that I just might be able to alter your reality"?  Mark continued to back away, mumbling back hesitantly.  "And why would a creature like you do that"?  Dark smirked, letting his bangs fall over his eyes as he looked away, answering almost to himself.  "I told you. I want control of your body... and to do that I need to break the dominate personality already existing here".  Mark glanced at his phone in Dark's hand and a small wave of hope washed through him.  Did that mean Dark didn't really talk to Jack?  Dark tilted his head to reveal his dark eyes peeking through the mesh of Brown bangs as he answered with a smile.  "Now that was real. I hadn't expected to feel such a mix of fear and desire for him. In fact... it got me thinking about other things". 

Mark kept stepping away, snapping back with distrust.  "I don't believe anything your saying. So, just stop"!  Dark chuckled, raising a hand toward Mark.  The gesture seemed like a joke... but Mark felt suddenly paralyzed to the spot!  Lowering his hand, Dark moved forward until he was standing right before him.  Then in a deep seductive voice, Dark whispered to him.  "It's you that needs to stop resisting. If you just give in, I can set you free from all pain. You can't get rid of me. You can't fight me. I'll win. It's up to you if you are defeated mentally broken, or mentally sane".  Mark couldn't move, but it didn't stop him from bitterly snapping back.  "You're either all show, or just a big talker".  Dark stared deep into Mark's eyes, softly saying aloud.  "You're right. That's my fault. I didn't get a chance to test your 'strong resolve'. So, let's see if you can handle me, tough guy".  Dark took Mark's wrist gently in hand, easily bringing it to his lips.  Extending his long sharp fangs, Dark sank his fangs into Mark's arm.  Mark groaned from the sharp pain, but couldn't look away or run!  He could only watch as Dark's brown bangs started to drain into a blood red!!  His solid black eyes began to flicker with burning red irises... then permanently retained those bright burning red irises against a black abyss.  Dark's body even appeared to become more muscular.  Retracting his fangs, he looked at Mark with an evil grin as blood trickled down the corners of his mouth. 

Mark wanted to yank his arm out of Dark's grip and run... but he just couldn't move!  What had Dark done to him!  Straightening up, the area around them began to shimmer and melt like running water, as Dark told him in a deep voice.  "The more I feed off you. They stronger I become. Feeding of the thoughts of your friends and bits of your memories. Before long... you won't be you. I'll be you".  The area around them turned into a blinding white, before rebuilding into... the basement?  Dark once again raised a carefree hand toward him and Mark felt himself slowly laying back across the dirt ground.  Mark quickly tried to take in the room with his eyes and a bad thought accrued to him... had he ever left the basement?  Dark crawled over him on all fours, careful not to touch a single part of Mark, when he told him with a wicked smile.  "I told you. It's all in your head. Now shall we begin"?  Mark could still only watch helplessly, as Dark bit his own lip, letting his fangs pierce the skin.  The moment his lip started bleeding, he leaned in to gently press his lips to Mark's.  Mark shut his eyes tightly, but that only made Dark's kiss more erotic.  Dark's kiss was gentle... but controlling.  The longer the kiss went on, the more Mark couldn't resist it.  It was just a kiss, Mark told himself.  He could handle that.  It wouldn't brake him to enjoy it.  Not even if he tasted the coppery flavor of Dark's bleeding lip.  Dark's kiss changed abruptly from rubbing his gentle lips seductively over his, to letting his wet tongue slide out across Mark's lips.

Mark locked his jaw and tried to keep his lips closed.  Dark's tongue was coated in blood and he was trying to tempt Mark into sucking it off, like Dark had done to him... but he wasn't going to.  His reluctance didn't slow Dark down though.  Instead, he took Mark's jaw in hand and turned his face away.  Whispering against Mark's exposed neck, Dark told him lustfully.  "Did I tell you that I'm poisonous? My saliva lets out a toxin into the blood that effects the host the more there is in the system. You can't die from it... but it does leave one feeling more... aroused during feedings".  Mark unintentionally licked his lips and cursed.  How many times had Dark kissed him, or feed on him?  How much of that toxin was already in him?  Mark felt Dark's lips smile against his throat, his warm breath tingling the cool flesh of his throat as Dark told him.  "Shall I give you a little taste to find out"?  Mark's heart started racing and his breathing turned into short quiet gasps.  Dark's tongue slid slowly over the vein along Mark's throat, listening to Mark's heart pound like a drum in his ears.  He wasn't going to tell Mark that the more his heart raced the faster the toxin coursed through his body.  He'd just have to learn that the hard way.  Pressing his lips to Mark's neck, he let his fangs slowly extend out to lightly press against Mark's skin.  Mark gasped loudly as he felt the sharp points gently touched the sensitive skin of his neck.  To Be Continued...