(A/N) As always I only own my own OCs, Crystal belongs to Crystalizedchaos

Chapter 3: Scares

"Nice spill Cody," Zack said with a smile as he helped his brother bandage his arm.

Cody forced a smile, "Thanks, I appreciate it." He said sarcastically.

Crystal also watched as Zack bandaged Cody up. A few minutes later, she gathered some of her things up. "Anyway guys," she said as she put her skateboard back down to ride it. "I've gotta get going. I'll see ya around."

"Ok," Zack said, glancing up.

"All right see ya," Cody said. He then shot her a look as if to say "remember what I said." Understanding, she nodded slightly before taking off on her board.

Zack smiled again as he finished wrapping up Cody's arm. "You're all set." He hopped off the bench they were sitting on and headed back towards the park's half pipe. Cody however, remained motionless, staring at his brother as if he were about to walk into a death trap. A few seconds later, Zack turned around again. "Come on Codes."

"Zack," Cody said, fear filled his voice. "Get away from that thing!"

"What?" Zack replied, with a look of confusion.

"GET AWAY FROM IT!"

Still confused, Zack turned around and walked back to his brother. "Cody, what's going on?"

"It's..." Cody began but then his voice broke. "I'm tired, Zack can we please go home now?"

"Cody..." Zack began.

"PLEASE!" Cody said, cutting him off. "Can we just go home?"

Zack rolled his eyes. "Fine, let's go." He helped Cody up, picked up his own board, then the two brothers walked out of the park and back towards their home, the Tipton hotel.

As Zack and Cody exited the park, a figure appeared in the shadows under the half pipe. It stared at the twins, watching them. It continued to stare at them until Zack and Cody finally disappeared out the park gates and down the street. As the figure did so, a smile stretched across its face "Soon," it muttered to itself in a dry whispy voice before disappearing.

That, Cody continuously tossed and turned, in a vain effort to get to sleep. Growling to himself, he muttered, "It's no use," as he angrily slammed his fists on his mattress. Cody then sat up, sighed to himself, and took look around his room. "This has gotta stop." He said to himself. "Why does this keep happening? It's gotta stop soon. It's just gotta."

Suddenly the temperature in the room dropped, rapidly. Cody shivered, his teeth clattering. He then looked up at his brother through the cloud of mist that his breath was forming. Cody's eyes widened to the side of golf balls and his face turned as white as the moon's light, as he watched his twin shiver. Even under the warmth of his blankets, Zack shivered violently as a cloud of mist formed in front of his face, growing with each breath. It seemed to hang there, as if mocking him before being forced away from and over Zack's face by his next breath.

Cody rubbed his arms for warmth, causing him to wince each time from the wounds on his arm. His eyes came back to center, watching the cloud of mist forming in front of him from his own breath. It hung there, inches from his face. Air left Cody in short spurts; cold sweat began to drip down his forehead. What's going on?? He thought desperately to himself, too tired to draw any rational conclusions.

Finally, as quickly as the cold came, it was gone, and the room was its normal temperature again. The mist in front of Cody and Zack's faces quickly evaporated, as each also stopped shivering. Cody's breathing rate however, still didn't go down. He grabbed his hair as sweat continued to drip down his forehead and around his cheeks. His hair stuck to his face. "Why..." Cody muttered as he looked down, still breathing hard. He looked up again. "Zack!" He called. "Zack please wake up!"

"I don't want to go to school..." Zack muttered sleepily before rolling over.

Cody sighed as he walked over to his brother. As he neared his brother's bed, nothing could have prepared Cody for what happened next.

Sorry it was kinda short, but it had to be. Please Read and Review. Also sorry it took a little while to get this up. If the sequence at the end was confusing, look back to the first story when something similar happened...