This is for the contest by EvilOk. Possible oneshot, unless anybody wants more? Anyway, enjoy! Reviews of any kind are very welcome.

"She can stay here," Astrid said, stepping in front of Diana. The Thanksgiving Battle was essentially over. Orc and Drake were still off to the side, fighting, but other than that all the fighting had ceased. Plus, Sam and Caine survived the poof.

"Can you, Diana?" Caine asked, almost mocking Astrid.

Diana looked back and forth between Sam and Caine. Two brothers, one good and one evil. Both had survived the poof. She wasn't sure if that was for better or worse.

"Goodbye, Caine," Diana spat. And it felt good. She could stay here in Perdido Beach, start anew. And if Caine truly cared, he'd come back for her. For now, though, she had to do what was best for her; and that was staying here, with Sam and Astrid. It'd be a blessing to get away from Caine and that psycho Drake.

Caine's gaze became hard and cold. Suddenly he spun around, pretending like he didn't care, and walked away. He made a silent promise that he wouldn't just leave Diana here. He'd come back for her. They just better wait and see…


It'd been days since Caine was last in Perdido Beach. Days since he last saw Diana. It pained him to think that she had just agreed to leave him. What, like he wasn't good enough, all of a sudden? Before he had thought that maybe, just maybe, they could be something—a couple of sorts.

He loved Diana. There was no denying that fact. Did she love him, though? She was always being rude and playing hard to get, but that was just how Diana operated.

The last few days had been rough. He had walked and walked and walked, not quite prepared to go back to Coates Academy. The others were waiting for him there, but he just couldn't go back yet. Not without Diana.

Pack Leader came by him the other day, asking Caine to follow him to that thing called the Darkness. Caine refused and used his powers to throw Pack Leader away. He didn't want to be bothered now. His mind was full of plenty other thoughts. It was partly Astrid's fault that Diana stayed. She was the one to step in and say in her annoying voice: She can stay here. Caine could still picture the smug look on her face she had when she said that.

Disgusting.

What did his long-lost-brother see in her, anyway? He was all obsessed with Astrid the Genius, or something, and what was so great about her? Okay, so she was hot, even Caine had to admit that. That blond hair was long and beautiful, and those piercing blue eyes were enough to cause your insides to melt and your heart to hammer.

But that was it. There was no silver lining to dating Astrid. Astrid was nothing. In fact, Caine was tempted to stomp into Perdido Beach and show Astrid how much power he had over her and how much he disliked her.

When the thought came into his head, he couldn't shake it. Astrid deserved to pay for keeping Diana in Perdido Beach. Diana was his. He'd have to show Astrid that.

Caine took a sudden turn in direction, towards Perdido Beach.

Just a few hours later, Caine passed by Ralph's. A few kids tried to run in front of him and tell him not to pass, but he just flung them away with his powers.

On the outskirts of the town, a splurge of luck seemed to come over him. Clearly visible was Astrid with her long blond hair. She was walking with her stupid brother. She passed by some other girl and they both waved at each other and stopped for a few seconds of small talk. The second girl walked away, and Astrid plus her brother continued on into a house.

Making sure no one was around to see him, Caine swiftly made his way to the house. So far, so good. No one had seen him. Now, all he had to do was hope that Sam wasn't home.

He contemplating knocking on the door; but then thought of how stupid of an entrance that was. Caine wasn't going to knock. No, he was just going to barge in.

He flung the door open with his powers, but not too hard so it was still attached to the hinges. He swung it closed behind him.

Little Pete was seated at the table, playing with a hand held game. Astrid came running out of the hall, wondering what the ruckus was. When she saw Caine, her heart nearly stopped. By the look of fear in her eyes, Caine could tell that they were all alone. No one else was home. He let out an animalistic laugh.

"Where is she, Astrid?" Caine barked suddenly. He walked slowly and deliberately towards her.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me. We all know who you are, Astrid the Genius. Where. Is. She."

She blinked. With every word he spoke, Caine was stepping closer and closer to her. Even now he was just mere feet away from her.

"You're a monster, Caine. Just leave Diana alone. She doesn't want anything to do with you anymore. If you know what's best for you I suggest you leave this town immediately. Sam will be home any minute now."

"Oh, I'm sure he will be," Caine faked fright, stepping closer to her. Only inches apart, now. "Listen, Astrid. I know you're scared of me." His voice turned into a whisper, causing Astrid to shiver. He was now so close that she could feel his warm breath on her skin. "You know what I could do to you."

"I'm not scared," Astrid attempted to defend herself. She was now backed up against a wall and Caine was uncomfortably close, his beautiful brown eyes peering into hers. Somehow, she managed to get trapped in his strong gaze.

"Astrid…" He lost his train of thought. He'd never been this close to her before, never felt her breath on his skin.

"Caine." Astrid whispered.

Her whispering was soft. Her mouth was open just a little, but not out of fear anymore. It was like she was…waiting for something.

"I…want Diana." Caine tried to say as he found his body moving closer to Astrid's. A few strands of hair were hovering over her eye and down her face. He used his fingers to move them out of the way and place them behind her ear. Touching her skin caused many jolts of excitement to surge through his body.

"Shut up," Astrid told him.

Caine shut up. Instead of talking, he leaned down and kissed her intensely. It was better, much better than the kiss he had shared with Diana. There was more passion in this, more excitement. Astrid kissed him back, unbelieving what she was doing and yet cherishing this very moment.