Chapter 2- The marking- Taker.

I was just finishing in the shower when one of the guys came in to use it, it was Helms, he nodded to me and turned to go in, I was just putting on my shirt when he paused. "When did you get the new tattoo?" he asked.

I stopped putting the shirt over my shoulders, I slowly turning around to face him. "Tattoo?" I asked of him.

He nodded, claiming it was on the right side. "Looks like a dragon or something, you can never have enough huh?" he asked before going into the shower. I took a closer look. I went to the mirror and turned… there it was, I have never seen such a marking, nor do I remember getting one. "What the hell?" I thought.

I got dressed and decided to ask the guys if I went out with them and passed out or something. No one remembers me going out to drink, let alone being drunk enough to get a tattoo on my back. It was weird, as a strange sensation came from this marking too. It burned just slightly, making my back itch and skin crawl. Yet how the hell did it get there?

I found Kane and asked him. "Kane, I need to talk to you" I called to him. There was the same concern look on his face as there was on mine.

"I got a strange…" we both said at the same time. Yet paused the same time. We matched each other word for word as we both tried to tell the other to go ahead and explain. It grew annoying. "I'll go first… I got a strange Tattoo on my back…" I told him.

Kane nodded. "Yeah, on the right side. I do too. It's where Orton stabbed us with the arrow" he whispered.

Now this was raising concern to me. "How? Why?" I asked.

Kane let out a sigh. "I over heard Matt and Bradshaw talking about it, I heard one part… Curse of Dragon" was all he could say.

A sneer came from me, that I know too well. "Son of a bitch" I hissed. "What is the curse? Do we even know what it's suppose to do?" I asked of him.

Kane's head shook no. "All I know is Dracula was pissed when Orton used it, something powerful about it… yet I don't know what yet… All I feel now is itchy" Kane explained as he began to scratch his shoulder. "What about you?" he asked of me.

I was as well, I itched, but it's just my flesh crawling to the thought of the curse. Either way, I wasn't going to let it ruin my day. "I don't think we need to be concerned with anything, I mean come on. Dracula is dead! The curse dies with him right?" I asked.

Kane was silent, unsure as to what to make of it. He looked concerned to me. "Dracula… means Devil, on his coat of arms, it's a dragon… I think there's something about it"

"What? You think it's going to turn us into Demons! We've been there and done that. I don't know about you. But I am going to sleep on it" I growled to Kane, I hate it when he makes sense and logic out of something that I try to view as nothing! He has that ability to put strange things in perspective.

I decided to sleep on it, I went back to the hotel and had a beer before bed. There was no way in hell I will let this thing get to me!