Jack's P.O.V.

I coughed, waving the smoke from my face. Mark was collapsed on the ground, breathing hard.

" MARK!" I cried, again.

I rushed over to his side, trying my best to pick him up. My small frame struggled to lift Mark's strong, limp one. I managed to wrap Mark's arm around my shoulder as we stood up.

" G--go in--to th--at hou--se." Mark panted, pointing to a wooden cottage down a grassy hill.

I began to drag Mark along with me towards the wooden cottage. I looked at the scenery around me, and it was gorgeous. After all, nature is my thing. Large, tall oak trees stretched their strong arms towards the sky. An old, dirt path lead to the cottage in the grassy clearing. Birds sang and chirped around the forest. A deer snapped a twig off in the distance. I took in a large breath, looking down at the crippled man grasping tightly to my shoulder.

" We're here Mark." I said, gesturing towards the cottage.

Mark reached up his hand and banged on the door. After about a few minutes, a blue haired man flung open the door.

" Shit Mark, it's sunrise and your fuckin dying, again. Jesus. We'll have Tyler get the medical kit." this blue haired man said, leading us into the house.

I smiled softly, helping to drag Mark into the house. I noticed this blue haired man had Mark's long fangs as well. Two vampires?! The blue haired man inhaled sharply.

" Mark, what smells so good?" the man questioned.

" He's not for eating, he's a..." Mark hesitated, " Friend."

" Damn." the man muttered, " In that case, I'm Ethan. That curly haired dude over there is Tyler. Tyler's a werewolf. He's pretty damn cool."

I looked frantically at Mark. Mark just nodded his head, and looked back at Ethan.

" Uhm, I--um--I'm Jack. I'm just... a human..." I stammered.

Ethan snickered.

" I like him." he stated, turning to face Tyler.

" OH HONEY DEAREST!" Ethan called, " WE NEED TO HELP MARK! HE GOT INTO ANOTHER ACCIDENT!"

" Sure thing." Tyler grumbled, obviously sick of Ethan's games.

Tyler trudged out of the foyer, leaving a snickering Ethan. Mark coughed hardly, blood coming from his mouth. I helped support him on my shoulder, taking my shirt sleeve and wiping the blood from his cheek. Mark smiled weakly. I held him as if he was a newborn child. As if he was a delicate flower. I cared for him. And it wasn't that much of a secret.

Tyler came around from the corner, handing Ethan the medical kit. Ethan stood on his tiptoes and kissed Tyler's cheek. Tyler blushed madly and walked away. Ethan chuckled softly. He pulled out vials of oddly colored liquids. I cocked my head at the odd substances. They churned and bubbled. Ethan smiled toothily at the liquids.

" I love doing this!" he exclaimed, " Could you help bring Mark to the sofa?"

" Sure." I replied.

I carefully helped Mark from the foyer into the living room. I walked slowly, in rhythm with his shaky strides. I looked into his pained chocolate brown eyes, trying to comfort him with my ocean blue ones. He smiled softly. I could see the pain twisted into his features. I stroked his hair soothingly with my free hand. Mark sighed softly, his muscles relaxing in my touch. I looked down at the blood pooling beneath him. Well, the black blood I guess. I held onto him tighter, willing him to hang on longer.

Ethan helped me to lay Mark on the sofa. He took out a vile of a blue liquid. The liquid churned and bubbled furiously. Ethan popped off the cork and drizzled some of the liquid onto Mark's chest. The liquid melted into Mark's chest, and immediately the wounds began to close up. I watched in shock.

After all, I hadn't even begun to realize what magic was. Before this, I thought this was a bunch of bullshit! Mark coughed up more blood, shivering in pain.

" Shit." Ethan muttered.

" What?" I implored.

" He must've busted something inside 'em, I don't think Tyler and I got the stuff for that." Ethan murmured.

" Can we still s--ave him?" I said, holding back the waterfall of tears threatening to fall.

" I'm not sure." Ethan said, " I need Tyler."

Tyler walked into the room, his eyes filling with worry seeing a shuddering me and a fearful Ethan.

" I might be able to whip something up in the basement." Tyler stated, " But, I'll need your help Ethan."

Ethan looked at me, " Can you watch Mark?"

" Yeah." I replied, hope filling my eyes.

Ethan and Tyler ran down the stairs to the basement. I grabbed the towel from the medkit, and began to wipe the blood from Mark's wounds. I slowly dragged the towel, looking at Mark, who was slipping in and out of consciousness. I sniffled, using every bit of willpower I had not to cry. I looked down at the towel. It was already soaked through with blood, and I had been cleaning his wounds for only 3 minutes. Just that simple fact pushed me over the edge. I let out a choked sob, clutching Mark's hand. Mark looked at me sorrowfully as I cried into his shoulder.

After a few minutes of crying softly, Mark used his hand to weakly push my head up. I looked into Mark's soft brown eyes. He stared into my puffy blue ones. Mark slowly pushed my face towards his. My eyes slipped closed as I felt Mark's lips upon mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing back passionately. Mark pulled away, laying his forehead against mine. I pulled him in for another kiss. He glad accepted, kissing me back.

But somehow, Mark sat up, and pulled me closer to his body. His hands gripped my waist, my arms were wrapped around his neck. I pulled away again, looking at Mark with shock.

" Merk..." I said, my accent slightly slurring my words, " How are ya' sittin' up?"

Mark felt his chest, and looked at me with shock.

" Jack... you aren't human." he stated, looking into my eyes.

BUM BUM BUM! Sorry it took so long to update! I don't have too much of a story planned for this book, and I had horrible writers block. If any of you guys have suggestions for how I should continue this book, write them in the comments! Word Count: 1097

~ Dusty