I'm sorry this took so long. I'm going to try and post a chapter at least once a week. Please review. Bethan Forever I love that you hate Chris so passionately. He's my favorite character. I moved the story up. I wasn't planning and having this realization come so soon but it felt right here. I'm just hoping to make this longer than the two stories before this. So again please review. I'll continue working and hopefully I'm doing ok.

Ethan tossed and turned in his bed, unable to escape his nightmare. Ethan ran through a forest. The moon was out but it was pitch black beneath the trees. Only slivers of light found their way through the branches every few yards. Ethan followed them knowing he had to leave. Something was behind him something evil. As he ran the world became loud. The wind whipped through the forest, bring whispers and chanting voices. Small animals darted in the shadows following his movements. "Ethan" the voices whispered. "Run run run" chanted the others. "Find him Ethan. Get to him, before it's too late." The chants became louder "To late to late". The whispers began to fade, taken over by the chants. The last thing he heard before he woke up screaming was a name that sent shivers down his spine. "Chris"

"Are you ok" Chris asked jumping from his mattress. "Yea, just a nightmare" Ethan choked out. Like most dreams it began to fade away, but Ethan knew he had to remember. It wasn't a dream. It was a vision, but not a normal vision. It didn't feel like the future, it just felt like the universe was trying to tell him something. "Chris" Ethan gasped remembering the final word in his dream. "What" He asked, looking confused? "What time is" Ethan asked. "It's three in the morning. Ethan moaned, pulling the covers over his head. IT was cold, too cold. It was late spring but it felt freezing. "Is it snowing" Ethan asked. "Yea it started a few hours ago. I think it'll be a snow day. Now go back to bed" Chris told him laying back into bed. Ignoring him, Ethan walked downstairs to the kitchen. A note was on the fridge. Curiously Ethan grabbed it. Ethan we will be out for the rest of the day. Grandma called. Sorry and Sarah should be there around eight. "Well that's odd" Ethan thought to himself. "Grandma lived four hours away and if she needed something she'd call her sister or Uncle Jack. They lived only an hour away.

Inside Ethan's room Chris lay back on his mattress and sighed in relief. His spell had worked. Ethan was strong and there had been a good chance it wouldn't work. He was still trying to get used to these powers. With another sigh he flipped and banged his head into the pillow four times. Thinking of his powers always made him feel nauseas. Subconsciously he reached under his pillow and wrapped his hand around a skinny gold bottle, shaped almost like a vase with a lid. "Maybe I should tell Ethan" Chris whispered into the pillow. "He'd understand wouldn't he? No he wouldn't. He's not himself. I can't risk it." With Ethan awake, Chris couldn't bring himself back to sleep. Every time he tried to close his eyes he saw Ethan with his fangs out threatening to kill him. Finally giving up on sleep, Chris stood and made his way down the stairs. Ethan sat silently on the armchair in the corner. His eyes were blank and staring off into the distance.

"Are you ok" Chris asked? When Ethan didn't respond he tried again. "What's wrong Ethan?" The vampire blinked and looked over. "What" he asked? "I asked what's wrong" Chris repeated. "I don't know" Ethan muttered, shaking his head. I feel like I've forgotten something. And I had a weird dream last night. I can barely remember it. I feel like it's important." Chris pondered this for a moment. "What was your dream about?" "Well I was in a forest I think" The boy said closing his eyes. "There we voices whispering. But I can't remember what they were saying. And there were voices chanting too. That's all weird but what's really bothering me is a name. I heard a name but I can't remember whose." Ethan looked pale, almost as pail as one of those old fashioned vampires you see on TV. As scared as Chris was about Ethan remembering last night, he knew he had to talk to him. Things were about to get really tense and Chris crossed his fingers this wouldn't end up like last night. "Ok well then, we should talk about something else. You'll just lose your dream if you try to focus on it. It'll come to you" Chris said reassuringly to his cousin. "Ok" Ethan mumbled, obviously still deep in thought. Chris's brain was screaming at him and he felt his hands begin to shake. He needed to tread lightly. "Why do you hate benny" Chris tried to say normally, but ended up squeaking at the end. Ethan's eyes grew dark and Chris could almost see his fangs. "He's just so horrible and pathetic and…" Ethan said before Chris cut him off. "Yes but what did he do. You used to love him didn't you." Immediately he regretted interrupting. Ethan looked like he was going to rip out his throat. But then his eyes clouded and his frown turned into a scowl. "He…He…He didn't do anything" Ethan said. "Then why" asked Chris, already knowing g the answer? "IT's because he's a wimp…" Ethan began, but Chris didn't need to interrupt. Ethan stopped by himself. "What happened to us" Ethan asked in a gasp. "I hate him" Ethan continued. "I hate him with every fiber of my being, but there's no reason why. I just woke up and hated him." Many emotions crossed the young vampire's face. Chris recognized fear and anger. There was confusion and sadness too, but there was so much more that Chris couldn't begin to understand. Ethan understood Chris thought to himself. But he couldn't relax. Now he had to make a huge decision. "I need to tell you something" Chris said, without thinking. Ethan jumped back to reality. What did I just do Chris screamed inside his head. Just do it Chris said to himself. Taking a calm breath Chris made a huge leap of trust. "I…I..I" Chris stuttered. Ethan could see that something was wrong. "What is it" Ethan asked, worrying more about his cousin in that moment then himself. "I erased your memories" He blurted out. The room turned ice cold. "What do you mean you erased my memories" Ethan asked, his voice rising. Frost began to creep up the window. "Please Ethan just hear me out" Chris tried to say. Ethan had too much darkness in him. Chris knew he made a mistake. He was going to die and it's all that stupid Jinn's fault. Ethan leapt off his chair like an animal, fangs on display and eyes glowing yellow. He landed on his cousins, causing him to fall to the floor, banging his head. On impact every window in the room exploded outward. The noise shocked Ethan back and he looked down at what he had done. Chris lay lifeless on the ground blood pooling from his head. "Oh my god! Oh my god!" Ethan screamed.

Without thinking Ethan ran. Within a second the door to his ex-fiancé's house was flying across the room. Grandma jumped, summoning a silver dagger out of thin air. But what she saw made her hesitate. Ethan stood in the doorway tears running down his face. "Grandma I did something terrible" He cried. "I need your help." The next thing she knew, the old woman was flashed back to the vampire's house. Gasping Grandma looked down at the dying boy. "Please save him" Ethan begged. Kneeling the old woman muttered some words as she moved her hand up and down a few inches above the young man's body. "He's gone she whispered. I'm sorry Ethan, but it's too late." Grandma looked up to see the boy she cared for, the boy who scared her grandson, the boy who should have been gentle and kind. Ethan stopped being the kind boy but she could see it now, just under his surface. He fell into the old woman's arms crying. She held him, stroking his hair and whispering soothing words. A soft grown fell from Chris's mouth. The two pulled apart as they watched the boy sit up blinking. When things came into focus he jumped back. He stared at Ethan with pure fear. Ethan moved towards him, trying to calm the poor boy down. It didn't work. Chris screamed and jumped back. A large gust of wind filled the room, knocking everything and everyone to the ground. Chris stood shocked and scared as the wind protected him from his attacker. "It's ok" Ethan screamed through the deafening wind. "I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry." The wind dulled and the vampire was able to stand. "You can stop now he said reassuringly to the terrified boy, still shaking like a Chihuahua. Chris began to calm down, realizing Ethan wasn't going to hurt him. The wind nearly stopped, it became just a small breeze circling the room just above their ankles.

"I can't stop it" Chris told them. I don't have control. "Its ok dear" Grandma told him, holding his shoulders. Just breathe. "Ethan..." Chris began. "I'm sorry" Ethan interrupted. "I don't know what came over me." Chris tried to discreetly move himself behind the old woman. "I wasn't myself." Ethan tried to explain. "No you weren't" The second boy said more hesitantly. "You're under a curse."

Hope you enjoyed. I'd love to hear your opinions on Chris. I'll update soon. RainbowFez bids you all a fine farewell Allons-y