Mark couldn't move, he hadn't expected Jesse to become this strong on so little time. The last time they had seen each other, Jesse was a mere low-level angel, he though he was on the good side of things but apparently not. He could feel Jesse's strength surging off of him, he was capable of killing Mark at any second but for some reason he didn't. He didn't even seem to want to.

                         Kyra's POV
I had forgotten about the mess on my bed from this morning, I still had to clean everything. As I walked across my room to pick my wadded up blackest off the floor, I saw an odd sight out of the window. Jesse and Mark were standing face-to-face, their mouths almost touching, Jesse stepped back and was smiling like a fucking maniac. Full on Joker-looking, it freaked me out and I still didn't understand the whole situation or why it had gone down the way it did. I watched as Mark motioned towards Jesse's truck, at that they both walked over and got in. Jesse took my dirt bike out of the back and stood it up at the bottom of the steps before speeding off, leaving only dust behind him.

This was absurd, how did they know each other?? I needed to know, but I decided against following them.

                    'Mark's' POV
Jesse said he had something very important for me to see, I knew it wasn't a good idea but I was going to find out what he was doing here regardless.