Nick Walker walked back to the kitchen with a slight smile painted across his dark features. "Hey, Mom," he called, spotting her fixing another tray of food.

"Hello, Nick," she replied with a warm smile. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked him nicely.

Fang laughed. "Sure, what?" he replied calmly.

His mother sighed and ran her hand through her long, black hair looking more than a little bit frazzled. She was young and beautiful, having had Fang when she was no more than a teenager herself. Everyone commented on how much they looked alike, as he had definitely inherited her best features,

"There's a new patient who refuses to eat," she replied tiredly. "Work your magic again?"

He sighed good naturedly. "What room?" her son asked loyally.

"Two oh seven," she told the dark haired boy, handing him the tray. "He's around your age. Maybe you could try and be friends?" she told him.

Her son's lack of friends had surprised her as he grew up. Nick had always been so quiet, and always just wanted to be alone. She hoped that maybe he would end up befriending this boy, who seemed perfectly pleasant, and not at all like a mental patient.

Fang shrugged and walked out of the kitchen with the food, getting into the elevator. When it opened, he started down the hallway, walking at a pace that was neither slow nor fast. After walking down a few corridors, he stopped in front of the room. He knocked lightly, before pushing the door open,

A boy sat with his back to the door, but turned his head when he heard it open. Aqua eyes flashed in recognition and anger as he realized who stood in the doorway. "Fang," he growled. "What are you doing here?"

And so, I introduce a new character to the story! I really felt like Dylan should have been here, because I have a very interesting idea of how he can play a part in this. I really love where this story is going, and I hope you do, too. Thanks guys :)

I'm sorry this chapter was very, very short. It's sort of a filler before the plot really takes off. I promise the next one will be a lot longer!

As always, reviews are appriciated, but not necessary,

Love,

Mai