Missing Target

What if Sarah had been just a little too late to save Ethan when Jesse bit him? This is a look at season 2 with Ethan as a vampire, Sarah depressed, and poor Benny stuck in the middle.

Note: This story will be told in 'episodes' instead of chapters. Also, I started this back in February, so the first episode will mainly focus on that month.

Disclaimer: Don't own MBAV etc, etc.


Episode 1 Part 1

Something Cupid This Way Comes


There was no mistaking what happened. None of them saw it coming, not even Ethan, who had an 'abnormal' knack at seeing those type of things. He didn't know what to do when Jesse bit down into his arm. The pain was beyond anything he could imagine. It felt as if fire and ice was fighting an impossible war inside him while using his arm and lungs as a battleground. He could feel Jesse cutting through his skin like sharp blades but everything else outside that was a blur. Ethan couldn't help the shutter of pain that passed through his body before the feeling stopped. The fire and ice feeling was still there, but it no longer bothered him as his legs finally gave up the fight of keeping him standing and he fell to the cold floor. Ethan could hear voices now— sharp voices, as if whomever was speaking was only meters away.

"You're too late." He heard a male voice announce smoothly. "The venom has spread. It won't be long now..."

He knew the voice belonged to Jesse, but he sounded different somehow. It was as if his hearing had suddenly picked up on every syllable the vampire spoke. There was a rush of movement somewhere behind him and abruptly he felt a warm hand graze across his cheek. The touch sent another spasm wave through his body. The fire and ice feeling was fading and now all he was left with was a strange numbness as if he'd somehow ran across the entire world in one day. Ethan tried to comprehend what was happening to him, but he could barely manage to move his fingers yet alone try to actually think of something coherent. The last thing he heard was a soft voice whisper in his ear, a voice so familiar he could have picked it out in a crowd of thousands. It was Sarah.

"I'm so sorry Ethan...I'm so sorry..."

Before he could try to open his lips to respond the world went dark and he fell into oblivion.

Ethan jumped up with a start. The warm sheets of the bed fell to the floor with the sudden movement. Almost instantly three things returned to his memory as he took in his dark surroundings. One, he wasn't going to purposely fall asleep ever again if he could help it. Two, his throat felt as if it was on fire, and three, he was still a vampire. It had been a week since the school dance disaster and things had changed. The main attribute, of course, was his newly acquired thirst for blood. Luckily Benny's grandmother had given him a full stock of her artificial substitute but now he finally understood why Sarah hated it so much. The taste was always off to him, as if he was drinking diluted water with a pinch of something else mixed in. Ethan grimaced just at the thought of what he'd be forced to drink in a few minutes if the burning feeling in his throat didn't stop.

Thinking of Benny, he smiled humorously in the darkness of his dimly lit room. His friend had taken to him being a vampire as if it was merely a new ability. They rarely mentioned it, but there had been times when he'd jokingly say— 'Hey, we're good, as long as you don't sink those sharpers into my neck.' They'd laugh it off before returning to whatever video game they were playing. But sometimes, like tonight, Ethan's 'new problem' (as he was now calling it) was at it's worse. At the moment he was starving for blood so badly he was tempted to jump out the window in search of a few alley rats.

His family was another constant worry on his shoulders. So far, his mom and dad were completely oblivious to their son's ailment but he was sure Jane was starting to grow suspicious. His little sister had seen a good amount of their adventures which would make anyone more open-eyed towards the things that bumped around in the town of Whitechapel.

Sighing regrettably, Ethan cleared his mind from all the muggy thoughts and stared at the medium-sized canister sitting inconspicuously on his nightstand. Even from his bed a couple of inches away Ethan could smell the contents as it teased him foully. Obviously his throat was somehow connected to his eyesight because the burning feeling seemed to increase tenfold. He fought heavily against the compulsion, but eventually his throat won out causing him to grab the cup and drink down the blood in large thirsty gulps.

The burning in his throat instantly extinguished though there was still the slight aftertaste that he knew wouldn't go away anytime soon. Ethan managed to get the last meager drops from the cup before placing it back on the dresser with a sickening look. By some miracle he managed to finish just in time because it wasn't long before he caught the familiar scent of his friend walking towards the house. He didn't bother allowing Benny to reach the doorbell as he left his dark room and made it downstairs at an abnormal speed.

He opened the door and watched as his friend trampled through the newly watered garden which was something he knew his mom would have had a fit about had she been there. The other boy was dressed normally in a pair of blue jeans, black sneakers, a long-sleeved shirt, and a gray 'World of Magecraft' jacket he bought off ebay a few months ago. Benny paused at the doorway and rose a brow at his best friend who was still staring at him unblinking. An awkward moment passed by in silence before Benny coughed slightly.

"Hey there!" He said waving a hand in front of Ethan's face. "Err...why are you staring at me like that?" He looked more than a bit weirded out. Ethan shook his head quickly before frowning, his eyes still unblinking. "Sorry. I'm just kind of thirsty again and well..." he trailed off before looking back up at the other boy. "Well...I can hear your heart beating and stuff." He left it at that while silently hoping his best friend would do the same. Luckily Benny merely shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure if I was a new vamp I'd want to chow down on you too."

Ethan laughed uneasily before moving aside and allowing the boy to enter the house. He wanted to put in that, technically, he was still a fledgling, but thought better of it. He wasn't sure if he even wanted to associate himself as a vampire. His denial was still a mile deep, and sometimes it helped him from completely losing his mind. It was just better to sweep the subject of Jesse under the rug, it made the past events seem less real and easier to reject. No one had seen the vampire since the night of the dance and no one, not even Benny, dared to bring him up as if his name had become a taboo.

"So where's your parents?" His best friend asked as he plopped heavily on the couch and reached for the remote.

"Gone to some dinner convention from my dad's job. Jane went with them. They'll only be gone for a few hours." Ethan answered in reply while trying aimlessly to concentrate on anything other than the scent of his friend's blood.

"Oh." Was all Benny said as he flicked straight to the wrestling channel. "So they're lettin' you stay here alone? Without a babysitter?" He added half teasingly.

Ethan rolled his eyes before throwing a couch pillow straight towards Benny's face. He stared with surprise as the pillow ammunition hit the other boy so hard he tumbled backwards off the couch and landed back first on the floor.

"Ouch, bro." Benny said with a grunt. "You almost knocked me outside with that slugger hand of yours. I volunteer myself as your temporary babysitter and this is the thanks I get? Now I see why Sarah went running for the hills. "

Ethan winced involuntarily at the name. Even though he knew Benny was joking around, there was still apart of him that felt a heavy tug every time Sarah's name was brought up. He had barely seen her since the dance, and the only time she spared him the slightest of words were when they were trapped in the small confines of the school hallway. Other than that Sarah kept to herself though it was blatantly clear how depressed she was nowadays.

It was best to steer clear that subject altogether. At least until he found a way to convince her that him becoming a fledgling wasn't her fault. In the background Ethan could hear Benny picking himself up from the floor while still muttering half heartedly about newbie vamps and their 'arm control.' Ethan couldn't help but smirk as Benny sat back down on the couch with a wince.

"Sorry about that." Ethan said sheepishly, though his expression held nothing but amusement. "I really only meant to knock you to the Kingdom of Winfield, not my floor."

Benny merely folded his arms and huffed indignantly. "This is the last time I volunteer to babysit a newbie vamp...I'd like to keep my body parts intact during the rest of my visit, thank you."

And that's pretty much how majority of the night went for the two friends. They both eagerly watched the new Kneeson vs. Rock Smasher match and hooted and hollered as Kneeson took the win, making it his six undefeated match that season. For a moment, it seemed as if nothing had changed. Ethan didn't feel like a bloodthirsty vampire, and if he imagined farther he could even pretend Sarah was sitting in the kitchen in an attempt to avoid the nerdiness that was flowing through the living room. But all too soon the match ended and Ethan was brought painfully back to the present.

"So are you and Sarah gonna make up in time for Valentines day tomorrow?" Benny asked between mouthfuls of popcorn.

Ethan frowned immediately, "Sarah isn't speaking to me, you know that."

"Yeah. But I figured she'd have to snap out of it for Valentines day. I mean, I thought the point was to make up, or at least hope you strike gold with the babes."

Ethan was tempted to throw another pillow bullet at his friend. "You're starting to sound like Rory."

At the sound of his name there was a loud bump on the roof before the blonde haired boy appeared in front of the window, instantly scaring Benny who dropped the rest of his popcorn.

"Did someone call my name?"

"Rory, how many times do we have to tell you. Don't sneak up on us like that!" Benny gritted his teeth and went to open the window for the other vampire. Rory jumped inside and a gust of February winds followed behind him. Ethan felt eerie when the wind blew against his skin and he didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

Rory gave a lopsided grin as he jumped over the couch and landed smoothly on a cushion. "Really, I just scared you." He corrected. "Ethan here, though fledgling he might be, could've heard me coming a mile away‒ ‒whoa, popcorn!" They watched as the boy picked up a handful of popcorn that laid abandoned on the floor and plopped them hungrily into his mouth. "Needs more butter." He said while picking a few kernels from his teeth.

Even Benny looked a bit disgusted, and the guy had a habit of eating old gum he had stashed in his locker for weeks.

Benny frowned a bit and scoffed. "I wasn't scared. You just caught me off guard." He stuttered while trying fruitlessly to cover his lie. "What are you doing here anyway?"

Rory shrugged as he threw another popcorn into his mouth. "Bored. Just came from grabbing a late night snack is all. Thought I'd drop by." At the word snack the blonde haired boy gave a wicked smirk, his fangs appearing ominously.

Seeing the expressions of the two boys Rory snorted before retracting his fangs and laughing. "Bros, relax. I'm just kidding. I was at home playing the new World of Magecraft game...cool jacket by the way Ben. Mind if I borrow it sometimes?"

Benny rolled his eyes. "Over your dead body dude. I paid almost 100 bucks for this jacket."

Rory's eyes widened excitedly. "So that means I can borrow it now?"

Benny blinked in mild surprise before seldomly shaking his head and turning his attention back to Ethan who had watched the exchange quietly. "There's no hope for him E, even in the afterlife. Anyway. Are we gonna fix this Sarah problem or what? I'm getting tired of seeing her mope on and on at school."

Ethan raised a brow and folded his arms across his chest. "There's no Sarah problem." he defended. "She needs time is all...and we don't have a right to pry into her feelings..."

Benny made a dead panned expression, "But with a little magic we could fix this right up in like, a second, or something. I could whip up a cheering spell, and she'll be her old self in no time‒ ‒"

"No magic." Ethan interrupted with narrowed eyes. "Remember the last time you used magic like that? We ended up cleaning Sarah's car for hours, not to mention putting up with Erica. Who went out her way to make it a living hell."

Benny sighed, only half listening. "Yeah, yeah I know. But this time will be different. What could go wrong?"

Ethan opened his mouth to protest but Rory spoke quicker.

"Well, you could end up turning all the girls against you again." The blonde haired boy said as he ate the last few handfuls of popcorn from the bowl. "Or you could use the wrong spell and cause some awesome tornado that could destroy half the school. But I don't see why she's so caught up over you becoming a vampire anyway. Being a vamp is much cooler, not to mention being able to live forever. You can't beat that...hey, do you have anymore popcorn?"

Ethan just stood dumbstruck as his eyes shifted back and forth from Rory to the empty bowl. "Uh sure. There's more in the cabinet. You'll have to make it yourself though."

Rory gave a large grin before dashing off to the kitchen with the bowl clutched in his hands.

Benny made a face as he watched the blonde haired boy go before looking back at Ethan in defeat. "Fine, I won't use a spell on Sarah." He relented grumblingly. "But if you change your mind I'll be way more careful this time."

Ethan sighed as he put a hand to his forehead. The night had gone well until the topic turned to more unpleasant matters. Now the thought of Sarah weighed heavily on his mind and the slight burning in his throat had somehow returned. Ethan found himself weary and ready to lay down, even if sleep wasn't exactly necessary anymore. He furrowed his brows and sucked his teeth, noticing for the first time the sudden odd sharpness of his two canine teeth.

"How about we leave it alone for now?" Ethan offered as he stood up from the couch. "Hey, you don't mind seeing yourself out later do you? We have that huge essay due for History, and I need to finish it anyway."

Benny gave Ethan a sympathetic look. A look that told him his friend hadn't forgotten what had transpired at the dance that night either. Even behind the smirks and laughs he knew Benny was just as concerned and worried about what would happen next as he was. It was only a matter of time before Jesse decided to show himself again, and he wasn't sure if they were ready to face him again.

"Alright bro. I'll keep the place in shape until your parents come home. Oh, and I'll make sure Count Rory in there stays in line too." Benny promised as he pointed a thumb in the kitchen.

Ethan gave him a grateful smile but it faltered slightly when Benny's eyes grew in surprise. It almost seemed as if he had grown a second head by the way he was looking at him.

"Uh...is there something on my face?" He asked in confusion before wiping at his face for some evidence of a dirt spot.

Benny shook his head fervently before slowly standing from the couch. Flicking his wrist, Ethan watched as a weird hologram type replica of himself appeared from thin air. "Dude. Look at your teeth." Was all he said. Ethan furrowed his brow in confusion, but rose his hands up to his face, watching as the hologram version of himself did the same. Giving a deep sigh he opened his mouth. What he saw nearly made him tumble backwards in surprise. Two vampire sized fangs were prolonged from the rest of his teeth.

They looked deadly, sharp, and in no other terms...monstrous. The strangest part was that he had been a vampire for almost two weeks now, and this was the first time he'd grown fangs. Even with such a minor difference Ethan hardly recognized himself, it made the truth too real, and he quickly averted his eyes.

"Do you need help...you know...getting those back in?" Benny muttered with a completely lost expression on his face.

Ethan shook his head before turning from the mirror image of himself. "Nah. I think I'll just go up to bed. If my parents come back before you leave, tell them I'm sleep."

Before Benny could say more Ethan went up to his room and fell miserably on his full sized bed. Reluctantly, he rose a hand to poke at one of the fangs. 'Yep, they're still there.' He thought wearily before taking one of his pillows and placing it over his head. For the first time since the dance Ethan found himself wondering just how long it would take before things started unraveling again. Luckily the darkness behind his eyelids helped sooth his ragged nerves, but as he forced himself to fall into sleep, or whatever it was he did now, Ethan had a bad feeling the next day would be even worse.


"Dude. You look like death." Benny whispered as they reached the school grounds the next morning.

Ethan adjusting his sunglasses. The sun, even in February, was irritating him something horrible. It felt like a bad sting or some invisible force poking him at his sides. "Yeah? Well I feel like it. Not to mention I had to drink another canister of that disgusting substitute blood. You sure your grandmother doesn't have anything better?"

Benny shook his head. "Nope. Nothing else, not unless you want to chow down on a rat, or on a hot babe. But hey, if you wanna do that it's Valentines day, and the ladies sure are flocking." Benny looked a bit beyond him where a group of girls were walking past with heart-shaped designs on their cheeks. They wore eye soring colors and to make matters worse, they each had on some of the best smelling perfume he'd ever smelt in his life...well...except for Sarah, who smelled way better.

"Hey babes. How about you do me the honor of being my Valentines?"

One of the girl's who was obviously the leader of the group looked at Benny as if he was some sort of disease.

"You wish. Don't you have some calculators to polish?"

Benny gave her a mock hurt expression. "Ouch. Don't worry, we have all day for you to change your mind!" He called after them and only received laughs in return.

Ethan merely shook his head but kept on walking towards the amazing sanctuary that was the school's front door. He knew Benny was far braver than he was when it came to the opposite sex. He could barely ask Sarah out on a simple date, so flirting was definitely out of his range. But now that he was paying attention to the mundane early school activity, Ethan noticed the many decorations practically covering every spare space of the halls.

Red paper hearts with the words 'I Heart You' were tapped to every odd-numbered locker, while a smiling bee with the words 'Will You Bee Mines?' were stuck to all the even. Sadly, he was unlucky enough to spot a 'Will you Bee Mines' logo plastered hurriedly on his locker. It was something he found utterly lame and a bit tiresome already. He didn't have a valentine, once again, and it wasn't as if he was in any shape to celebrate it. Though there was still the thought of him and Sarah together that sent an electric current surging through his body.

Throwing the thoughts away for now, Ethan grabbed a few books left over from yesterday and stashed away his math and science books. But before he could do anything else a familiar scent caught his attention and he knew almost instantly who it was.

"Hello Erica." He greeted before tossing in another book.

Sure enough the blonde haired vampire stood on the other side of the locker door, the unmistakable aroma of blood came from the coffee mug in her hands.

"Ethan." She responded in turn before gulping down a large amount of the mug's contents. Ethan couldn't help the surprised look that crossed his face. For as long as he had known her he was sure she had only ever called him by his real name at least once or twice. Usually it was nerd-boy or something along those lines. She must have read his expression because she merely smirked coaxingly and took another sip from her drink.

"Yeah, I've decided to be civil to you." She admitted after a silent pause. "I mean, we're sort of kindred spirits now, you know? In fangs we trust, I always say." Erica smirked wickedly, her fangs appearing discreetly. "Him on the other hand..." she pointed a finger to Benny down the hall who was still trying to make a dismal attempt with the group of girls. "Is still on the menu."

For a second Ethan wondered if Erica ever went through with her imposing threats. Surely she had killed some humans in order to get her vampire status, but Ethan couldn't help but wonder if she ever felt guilty.

"I'll make sure to give him the warning." He promised nervously and closed his locker. "But...err...is that the real reason you're talking to me?" Though he had a funny feeling it wasn't. Erica barely spared more than a few words for him. Vampire or not, he doubted that would change anytime soon.

She leaned on a nearby locker and waved her long hair out in a way that would have made most models jealous. "Of course not. I wanted to talk to you about Sarah."

Ethan immediately felt a lump form in the pit of his stomach. "Sarah?" he asked weakly.

Erica rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure you remember the little events that happened at the dance right? You being bitten by Jesse and Sarah acting all emo about it. Anyway, I was hoping you could talk with her. You know, tell her that being a fledgling isn't all bad. Stuff like that. Just something to get her out of that funk she's in. Because she's really starting to become a buzz kill, well more than usual...and what do you know. You can start on that right now."

Ethan looked at her in confusion, but Erica's eyes were trained on something behind him. It was at that moment that Ethan smelled the most amazing scent of his life. It was a perfume, scent, or whatever, that seemed tailor-made for one particular person. He didn't have to turn around in order to know who Erica was looking at. Ethan could recognize Sarah's presence a mile away.

"Hey there Sarah! I was just telling Ethan here where he could snag some humans for a late night snack." She turned back to him, ignoring his flabbergasted look. "If I were you, I'd hit up Wells street. You'll find some of the best ones there. Not to mention most of them don't go to school here. Easy clean up. Well, I have to go. I'll let you two talk alone." She gave them both a wicked smirk before strutting down the hall.

Suddenly the well polished floors looked very interesting. Hell, he was willing to massage Benny grandmother's bunions if it got him out of this situation. Ethan could sense Sarah looking at him but he didn't dare remove his eyes from the cracks in the floor. A moment of silence passed before she finally spoke.

"So you're thinking of becoming a full fledged V huh?" She asked quietly there was a hint of great disapproval in her voice.

Ethan quickly looked up at that. "Of course not. I don't know where Erica got that from. Trust me, I don't plan on sinking my teeth in anyone."

Sarah pursed her lips but said nothing. To Ethan, she looked even worse than she had last week. There was a great tiredness (if vampires could even get tired) surrounding her once bright and happy face. Her eyes were dull, and her hair was placed in a messy ponytail. But the worse part besides seeing Sarah like this was the fact that it was all his fault. A small part of him contemplated Benny's cheering spell offer, but he quickly pushed down that option. Reverting to magic got them in trouble last time, the last thing he needed now was another repeat. But the fact remained Sarah was depressed and he didn't know what to do about it.

"Err...Sarah. I wanted to talk to you about something..."

She rose a brow questionably.

"Listen. I'm telling you that it's not your fault. You had nothing to—"

"Did Erica put you up to this?" She interrupted with a growl. "I told her nothing is going to change my mind!"

"But it's not your fault. I don't blame you for what happened to me. I promise you I don't."

That did it. Sarah's eyes narrowed so deeply if looks could kill he'd be dead...again. Ethan had seen Sarah mad before, but never had he seen her downright furious. It was a scary sight, and he wondered if she was going to completely chop his head off.

"Have you looked at yourself lately?" She snapped. "If it hasn't occurred to you, you're not human anymore. And who's responsible for that? Me. I shouldn't have hesitated...for one second I thought about losing the last bit of humanity I had left, and by the time I came to a decision you were already changing."

"There's no way we could have known." Ethan said quietly. "It just happened, no one was prepared for it."

She bit her bottom lip as her eyes began to water. "I can never forgive myself. I hate what you've become, and it's all my fault."

With that she stormed off down the hall just as the first quarter bell rang signaling the beginning of classes. Ethan leaned heavily against his locker door as the last few students began running down the hall. Letting out a deep breath he clutched his books before walking down the hall himself, by now he was starting to think that maybe there just wasn't any hope in convincing Sarah.

By the time he reached his Geography class his teacher had already started his lecture. Ethan got a swift talking to about 'being on time' and was forced to sit in the back of the class as the rest of the students continued taking notes. The day had just begun and already he knew it was going to be horrible.


"So, are you gonna' eat that?" Benny asked as he pointed to Ethan's mac and cheese.

Ethan looked at his friend incredulously as more people arrived in the lunchroom. "I don't really have a taste for regular food anymore. You can have everything on my tray really."

Benny whooped at the prospect of having more food as he piled the contents of Ethan's tray to his own. "But what are you gonna' eat? I mean, aren't you...you know..."

Ethan gave a small grin as he flashed the container he had stashed in his bag before leaving home. "It's not the best. But it beats eating a bunch of stuff that taste like cardboard."

During the first days after changing Ethan had tried eating regular food only to find out it tasted horrible. Even apple pie, which was his favorite, now tasted like an indescribable gunk of goo. The only things that still tasted the same were chips, cookies, cakes, soda, and the occasional dish or two. Luckily he was pretty sure vampires couldn't gain weight from eating nothing but junk food.

"Hellooo anyone in there?"

Ethan was brought out of his thoughts with Benny waving his hands in front of his face. He shook his head slightly and blinked. "What did you say?"

"I asked how did your talk with Sarah go?"

Ethan slumped miserably in his seat. Obviously that was all the answer he needed because Benny shook his head sadly. "Told you it wouldn't work E. She's just too set in her ways. Now, if you were interested, we could still zap her with a tiny cheering spell—"

"No spells Benny." Ethan grumbled as he laid his head tiredly on the table. "As much as I want to help her magic just isn't the answer to every problem."

"Then what about your visions? Have you had one of her getting better?"

Ethan shook his head. "Nope, nothing. I'm starting to think she's going to stay this way."

Benny chewed on his newly received mac and cheese in silence for a moment while he thought. Glancing over at his best friend Benny felt a tinge of sympathy for the guy. After all, life had given him a pretty bad number, not to mention he still hadn't even truly kissed a girl before. Maybe if he was just a little sneaky...he could throw a spell Sarah's way, cheer her up, and no foul ups.

Looking at his best friend's miserable face Benny knew he'd have to pull out the spellbook for this one. Hopefully they wouldn't end up with a bunch of psycho (but very hot) babes on their backs again.

"I gotta go and get something out my locker." He said absently before quickly standing from the table. Ethan gave him a puzzled look before shrugging and plopping his head back on the table. It was a clear sign that he cared very little about what was going on.

Benny smirked discreetly before scooping up his tray and throwing the remains of his food in the trash. Between Sarah and Ethan he could understand why Erica was willing to keep his plan a secret. Well, it wasn't a plan, per say, but more or less something he had put together in less than a few minutes.

Benny had first cornered Erica right before lunch which wasn't hard given that she barely went to the lunchroom anymore. He caught her whispering something to one of the football players who was looking rightfully surprised to have such a hot girl standing in front of him.

Much to his annoyance she smelled him coming before he could even turn the corner.

"You better have a good excuse for interrupting me." She warned menacingly. "That guy was two seconds from becoming my early snack."

Fearing that she'd substitute him for the snack instead, Benny told her his plan and wasn't surprised when she instantly promised her silence in the matter.

"I'd be willing to do anything to get her out of that emo mode." The blonde had said with a roll of her eyes.

"Anything?" Benny had asked with a mischievous glee that almost got his throat cut open by two long fangs. He made a mental note to never joke around with Erica again, not unless he wanted her to drain his bodily fluids.

So now Benny found himself sitting Indian style on top a desk inside a classroom rarely used except for detentions on weekends. His eyes narrowed in concentration as he leafed through the pages of his spellbook. The spells were listed in alphabetical order, so he found himself scanning through the spells beginning in C and V. He figured a minor cheering spell would do the trick in a matter of seconds, but he also find himself looking through charms involving love.

Most of the love spells were typical while some looked so old the words were written in latin. Benny sighed in boredom before flicking through another page. He had searched for almost sixteen minutes and the closest spell that came to cheering was something that would put the target under a deep coma so they could have relaxing dreams.

While the concept seemed good enough, he doubted Sarah nor Ethan would be happy with him afterwards.

Benny was about to close the book and give up when he ran across a page entirely devoted to one spell: 'Cupid's Blessing'. Looking over the page with intrigue, Benny ran a finger over the required items needed to produce the charm and was surprised when the only thing listed was a spell.

The Cupid Blessing allows the target to feel 'free' around his/her admirer. They will feel exponentially happier, and will show their buried affection. The spell will last for one hour with the blessing himself watching over the target in secret.

Benny couldn't help but grin in self achievement as he read over the charm's description for the second time. There was a small fineprint, but he didn't even bother reading it as he basked in his own accomplishment.

Giving himself a pat on the back Benny closed the book before jumping off the desk. He couldn't believe that such a perfect charm only needed a verbal spell. Now he could avoid snails, pheromones, and a bunch of crazy girls because this could only be directly cast on one person.

The only downfall he could find at all was the fact that the spell had to rhythm, something he was horribly bad at.

Taking a deep breath Benny opened the book again and read off the spell while at the same time thanking whatever gods that he was in the room alone.

"Sun and moon, sea and fire, bring me the one who grant full desires."

As he finished saying the incantation his spellbook turned an odd (and in his opinion really girly) pink color before the entire room was engulfed in a blinding white light. Benny winced and shielded his eyes from the onslaught until the light dimmed. After adjusting his eyes to the familiar brightness Benny did a double take when he noticed a new person standing...or rather 'floating' in the room. The new occupant in the room was a man who could have been in his mid forties with curly blonde hair and skin almost deathly white. The strange guy wore an old fashion white toga with a pair of small wings sprouting from his back.

"And why did ye' summon me?" The man, or thing, asked curiously in a deep Irish accent.

Benny blinked at the small man for a moment before clearing his throat. There was something about the way the floating man's eyes shifted back and forth almost hungry that made him a bit uneasy. Maybe it was a bad idea to use a spell after all, but then again, what damage could a little fairy guy do anyway?

"I need you to give a blessing or whatever it is you do to a girl."

"A girl eh? Why if only I had a coin for every time I heard that laddie. But, since ye' summoned me, I'll grant ye' request. So..." the Cupid-thing asked, leaning uncomfortably close. "Who might this girl of yours be?"

"And you're sure you can...you know...help her? Without a problem?"

The man gave a wicked bright grin. "I'll have her fixed up before you can say bob's yer' uncle."

Benny scratched his head before pacing back and forth for a moment. He still wasn't sure about the Cupid guy, but it was the only spell he could find that didn't involve a coma or turning someone into a dove. Tapping his chin, Benny decided it was too late to turn back now. The spell had worked, and now he had some weird-looking dude with wings floating in front of him.

"Well her name's Sarah. But you can't let her see you...I'm not really supposed to use spells and blah blah."

The Cupid's grin grew almost unnaturally large as he nodded eagerly and rubbed his hands together. "Will do laddie. She won't see me. And when I'm done she won't ever have a worry in her pretty little head again. You can count on that." Before Benny could respond the man disappeared with a quick snap of his fingers. The only sign of him being there at all were a few wing feathers that fell innocently to the floor. Benny watched them fall for a second, all the while wondering if he had just screwed things over big time.


A.N: Please be sure to R/R!