Nick was exhausted.

He felt sick to his stomach, not even well enough to make one of his famous remarks.

He considered going home but he knew it would frighten his mother. He couldn't do that to her. She'd have a heart attack by the state he was in.

Nick's dark brown hair was a tangled mess. From being grabbed, pulled and mixed with blood.

His iconic Hawaii shirt was ripped, he had to tie it around him so it wouldn't fall off.

There was also a limp in his step.

He hurt.

Everything hurt.

Mostly his legs.

Nick considered calling Kyrian.

Kyrian would help, he would track down whoever did this and gut them.

Actually the tracking and gutting would be more of Ach's field but considering the situation Kyrian would gladly help.

No, Nick shook his head.

Despite the grim smile he felt coming into his face when he thought about that man's death.

He couldn't ask them for help.

They wouldn't only tell his mom but would try and help him as well. Nick didn't want their help.

All he wanted was a place to sleep for the night.

A nice warm bed.

Nick shakily punched the numbers into the phone.

Caleb, he could call Caleb.

Caleb would give him a place to stay.

He also wouldn't fuss that much and because this was a human issue Caleb wouldn't truly get involved the track to guy down.

"You dying?" Caleb's normal question for Nick every time the latter called him.

"Not exactly," he heard Caleb let out a frustrated sound in the other side.

"What is it Nick?"

Before Nick could answer he felt a sickening feeling in his stomach.

What happened?

Nick was walking in the street.

Alone.

At night.

He got jumped.

And raped.

As the thought began to cloud Nick's mind, his eyes followed suit with blurry tears.

"Nick?"

Nick dropped the phone as he fell to his knees. His fear catching up to him.

He lurched over clutching his stomach as the food he had eaten in the last few hours met the pavement.

As Nick begun to hurl, with his knees and elbows to the ground, he felt a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He turned to see Caleb with an expression that a normal person would confuse for worry.

"What happened Nick?"

Nick felt his chest stiffen at the question.

He expected this feeling when he was telling his mom or even Kyrian.

That feeling when you're telling someone something you know they don't want to hear and you don't want to say.

Something you don't want to accept.

"I was jumped."

"You're lying."

The look Caleb gave him.

It was the one Nick wanted to avoid.

At the strange and uncharacteristic silence Caleb grew more wary.

"Nick-"

"I was raped,"

Nick watched Caleb go stiff. His bottom lips trembled in anger.

"Who?"

"Caleb-"

Caleb propelled forward grabbing Nick's shoulders.

"Who did it?" Caleb repeated in a more demon like voice.

One that normally Nick would make fun of but now?

He flinched...

Caleb's gaze softened at Nick's obvious distress.

"Let's get you into bed,"

Nick laughed "Finally,"

Caleb watched the laughing boy stalk off. Nick was a lot stronger than he looked but even so..

Caleb would get revenge.


So I really want their to be more stories on the archive for Chronicles of Nick. I love the series so much but there's no fanfiction to read, so that's why I'm trying to write them as best as I can but it's a little hard with only one person. So for anyone whose reading this, Im begging you, please write a CON fanfiction, Please? I promise to review