Chapter Four

FLASHBACK

They were running after Laddie and Star. The door slammed shut, and behind it was Paul.

"Hey!" he yelled. Alan screamed. The memory of him being thrown against the bathroom wall came back to him. Paul laughed. "You're mine!" he looked at Alan, and smirked. Alan looked terrified. Then, Paul threw down their squirt guns with holy water and their stakes. He advanced towards the two boys as they backed up into the bathroom on the top floor of Sam's house. "You killed Marko!"

"Yeah. You're next." Edgar told him.

"No. You're next." Paul said. Alan was behind Edgar, almost getting trampled. The two stopped, and looked into the bathtub that was full of holy water and garlic. Paul laughed when he saw what they were looking at. The two brothers advanced towards him, and tried to push him into the bathtub, but Paul stood his ground.

"Garlic don't work, boys." He said.

"Try the holy water, dead breath!" Edgar yelled. He dipped his hands into the holy water, and splashed it on Paul, who screamed. It got all on his face, and was eating away at his skin, creating holes. During his fit, he had accidentally thrown Edgar and Alan down. When he stopped screaming, he removed his hands, and showed his face, which was being torn apart by the holy water like it was acid. Screaming, the two brothers clung to each other as Paul tried to advance towards them. But then, Nanook, Sam's husky, ran in, barking. He pushed Paul into the tub, making him scream and thrash about. At first, the two brothers just watched, but Alan started screaming again, neither one of them letting go of the other. Steam came from the bathtub as they watched. Nanook just stood there, yawned, and licked his chops. Edgar and Alan crawled up to the bathtub, and looked in. Paul shot up, roaring. The two brothers yelled in fright, and fell back, clinging to each other again. Nanook whimpered, and ran off, his tail between his legs.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God." Edgar said, as his younger brother kept clinging tighter to him and screaming, eyes shut. Paul went back down, and the water began to swirl around. It went down, and the sinks and toilets began to move. Alan was still clinging to his older brother. He was still screaming and kept his eyes shut. Then, at the right time he opened his eyes, because a mixture of holy water and Paul's blood flew out of the sinks and the toilet. The two brothers ran out, and shut the door. But none of that really bothered Alan. It was the fact that he swore that Paul had pointed at him and mouthed, "She wants you now."

PRESENT TIME

"Alan. Alan, wake up!"

Alan sat up, looking around. Turns out it was Edgar. Sam was standing behind him.

"Dude, are you okay?" Sam asked. Alan nodded.

"Why?"

"You were screaming. It freaked us out." Edgar said. "Besides, it was a little late for you to be sleeping anyway."

"What time is it?"

"12:30." Sam answered. Alan got up, and left the room.

"Alan?" Edgar called.

"Where's he going?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. Stay here." Edgar followed Alan, who was looking in the mirror in the bathroom. He separated his hair to where he could the scar that forever stayed on his head. "Was it Angel?"

Alan's head snapped to where his brother was standing. "No. No, it… it wasn't Angel." He looked back at the mirror.

"Then who?"

"Paul."

"Paul? You had a dream about Paul?"

"Stupid, I know. But it wasn't a dream-it was kind of a flashback. It was when we were at Sam's with the whole vampire situation." Alan never looked at his brother when he was telling him this.

"Alan, look at me."

Alan looked at him. "What?"

"Is something bothering you?"

"No." Alan turned, hopped up onto the counter, and sat on it. Edgar followed suit.

"Something's up. What is it?"

"This probably didn't happen, but I swear…. Before Paul died, I swear he pointed at me, and said, "She wants you now.""

```~~~LATER~~~```

Edgar watched his little brother, concerned. Alan was just downright uppity after he had woken up. Sam sat on a stool, looking at a comic. He looked up.

"Hey." He said. The brothers looked at him. "What do you think about going to the beach?"

Alan looked at him, and shrugged. "I don't know." He said.

"Not one for the sun." Edgar said.

"Edgar. Come on!" Sam said. Edgar bit his lip.

"I don't know."

Alan leaned back on one of the stands. Sam did the same, and it made a cracking sound, making him jump.

"Yeah, I wouldn't do that." Alan said. Sam backed away from the stand, wide-eyed. He shook his head.

"Okay. Anyway. Come on. Let's go to the beach!"

The Frog brothers looked at each other.

```~~~BEACH~~~```

They mainly walked on the shore. Sam had gotten distracted from something shiny in the water. Edgar rolled his eyes. Sam came back, something in his hand.

"Hey, Edgar! Alan!"

The brothers looked back at him as Sam ran up.

"Did this possibly belong to Angel? It has a red A on it."

Edgar's eyes widened, and snatched it from Sam's hand. He recognized it.

"Oh, my God." He muttered, and opened it. It was a locket. The contents, a small picture, fell out. "This was Angel's. That's her."

"But, this one doesn't look that old. It was in the water, and it was shining, otherwise Sam wouldn't have run after it." Alan remarked. Sam looked at him.

"Ha ha." He said, sarcastically.

"Look. It's Tori. Angel's fine. She's older. Look at her." Edgar said. Alan just looked at the small picture.

"But where is she?" Sam asked.

A/N: Hey! Sorry this one is so short! But I had to get it out of my head! Next chapter coming up ASAP!