Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
This story is AU with a supernatural twist.
**Chapter Seven : Injuries**
After much time had passed, Zach and Powell reappeared in the room. "Todd wants you, Marty," Powell stated.
Marty just shook her head as trails of tears streaked her face. She wanted nothing to do with Todd. He had hurt Jason. "No," she responded in a little sob.
"Come on, Marty," insisted Zach as he pulled her to her feet. "You need to come with us right away... or we'll get punished, too."
Thinking of Jason and his severe punishment, Marty looked at Zach. "What did Todd do to Jason? Is he okay?" she questioned.
"Come with us and see for yourself," Zach answered. Powell and Zach led Marty from Todd's frat room. Minutes later, she had been blindfolded and taken through the secret door which lead to Todd's lair. When they got to the wooden ladder, Marty hesitated. A tremor of fear moved through her as Zach removed the blindfold. What would she find when she entered the lair? Had Todd murdered Jason and drained him of all of his blood?
"Go on up, Marty," Powell insisted. "Todd's waiting for you." With those words, Powell and Zach swiftly walked away, locking Marty inside. There was no other choice for Marty but to go on up the ladder. She could only hope she would find Jason alive and well when she entered the lair.
She was half-way up the ladder when she heard Todd's voice call out, "Marty, get up here now." She quickened her steps to the top.
When she stepped into the lair she found Jason seated on the floor, his back against the wall. Todd was standing over him. "Jason needs you," Todd said to Marty.
Refusing to look at Todd, Marty ran to Jason's side. "Ohhh Jason, are you alright?" she gasped, taking his limp hand into hers. As she pressed his hand against her cheek, he appeared so pale and as though he were barely breathing.
"He's alive," Todd spoke. "Although I should've killed him. I know he kissed you. I could smell his touch all over you!"
"What are you? Some sort of monster?" Marty exclaimed as she looked at Todd with tears rushing from her eyes. "What the hell did you do to him?"
Marty began looking Jason over for injuries. As she examined him, she could only find one wound. Two tiny bites marred the flesh of Jason's left wrist. She recognized those bites well as they matched the ones Todd had given her. Surely these two small bites could not have caused such tremendous pain.
"I drank from him, but I didn't make it pleasant. It was nothing like what I've shared with you. I have the power to give my victims the sweetest pleasure or the deepest, darkest pain. He brought forth the demon that lurks inside me. I'm sorry you had to be a witness to my anger."
"You hurt Jason... and you hurt Megan, too!" Marty accused as she held Jason's hand in hers and glared at Todd. "I wish I'd never laid eyes on you!"
"Megan?" Todd spoke with surprise. "I haven't touched Megan..."
"Don't lie to me, Todd. Jason said she was attacked by a vampire. She's weak right now... and she NEEDS me. You hurt her... just like you did all those other women. I was stupid to ever trust you!"
Todd strode closer and reached for Marty. He grabbed her roughly by the front of her shirt and hauled her up into the strength of his arms. "I didn't touch Megan," he hissed. "You've got to believe me, Marty."
"And I didn't rape or kill those other women. It wasn't me," Todd insisted as his gaze penetrated hers.
"I don't believe you... and the first chance I get, I am getting the hell away from you!"
"I'll never let you leave me, Marty. You're mine forever." His lips settled over hers in a fierce kiss; one in which Marty fought with all of her power. It was useless; Todd was far too strong for her. He lifted her up into his steely embrace and carried her over to the bed. He lay her down on it and pressed his large body over hers as he continued kissing her almost savagely.
After a moment, she finally managed to tear her lips away from his. "So now you are going to rape me like you did all those other women?" she growled as she struggled to get her hands free from his grasp.
He looked horrified as he stared down into her face. "I hate you!" she slung at him as she twisted out of his embrace. Fresh tears rolled down her face as she rushed back to Jason's side. Todd stood, looking stricken. He ran his fingers through his semi-long hair as he watched Marty's every movement.
"This isn't over, baby- not by a long shot. I gotta go feed, but when I get back, we are going to talk about this. I didn't harm those women... and I didn't touch your precious Megan," he continued to insist.
Marty wasn't listening to him as she had now placed all of her attention onto Jason. She gently caressed the tendrils of blond hair which had escapped his ponytail back from his brow as she gazed into his face. Todd watched her tender gesture as fresh waves of anger assaulted him. It was all he could do not to grab Marty in his arms again and force her to stop touching Jason. He didn't like watching her so close to another man; touching him, especially after she had just told him that she hated him.
"Jason, please wake up," Marty implored him. Jason was just starting to stir when Todd changed form into a mist and disappeared out the window.
"Marty?" Jason murmured as he opened his blue eyes. He looked rather pale and disoriented.
"I am right here, Jason. Todd hurt you... but you're going to be alright," Marty said as she softly kissed his hand.
"Todd," Jason said quietly as memories of the incident started to return to him. Todd had thought he had betrayed him, so he had been forced to face Todd's painful punishment. He looked down at his wrist which showed clear evidence of Todd's fang marks. The pain from those wounds had been excuciating. After endless moments of agony, Jason had finally passed out. Unconsciousness had become a blessing.
"I'm so sorry, Marty," Jason said as he tenderly wiped away all of Marty's tears.
"Why are you apologizing, Jason?" Marty asked. "Todd did this... not you."
"Because I wanted to protect you from him. Did he hurt you?"
"No... but I've gotta get out of here... away from him. I need to see Megan. She needs me."
Jason sat up slowly, his body still weak from Todd's earlier attack. He wanted to get Marty to safety and far from Todd, but it wouldn't be easy. Todd still had control over Zach and Powell, and Jason was as weak as a newborn fawn. "I think I can get you out of here," Jason stated. "But we have to hurry; Todd will be back soon. If he catches us, there will be hell to pay. And next time, I might not survive."
Marty's eyes were huge because she knew that escaping was going to be quite dangerous. She wondered how they'd ever get passed Zach and Powell. "Let's go, Jason," Marty urged as she helped him rise to his feet. Moments later, the two of them were prepared to leave the lair. Getting down the ladder wasn't easy as Jason was struck more than once by bouts of weakness.
"I'll be okay," he promised Marty when they reached the bottom and she gazed at him with concern. "I just feel a little dizzy."
Before he unlocked the hidden door, Jason turned to Marty and said, "If something happens and they capture me, run for your life, Marty. Go to Megan and get her and yourself to safety."
Marty nodded as she slipped her arms around Jason and held him in her embrace. "I love you, Jason. You are my best friend," she told him as he raised her chin for a kiss.
After the tender kiss had ended, Marty looked dazed and confused. "I love you, Marty Saybrooke... and don't you forget that," Jason said. He then opened the hidden door and walked with Marty out into the hall. In the near darkness, they made their way over to the stairs.
There at the bottom of the stairs stood Powell, guarding their way of escape. Jason summoned all his strength when he rushed down the staircase and jumped onto Powell's back, knocking him to the ground. As Powell and Jason wrestled on the floor at the bottom of the stairs, Marty hurried passed them and made it half-way to the front door. Unfortunately, the sound of Powell and Jason's scuffle had alerted Zach. He came out of the kitchen and saw Marty headed toward the door. "Stop!" Zach yelled, running over to Marty as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Don't touch me!" Marty screamed, jabbing at Zach's eyes with her fingernails. Zach screamed when her long fingernails made contact with his eyes. He fell to the floor with streaks of blood upon his face.
Marty scrambled toward the door, opening it frantically. "Jason!" she called back over her shoulder, but Jason was far too busy fighting Powell. She had no other choice but to make her way to safety without Jason and hope he would join her later.
**V-V**
Megan Gordon was hiding from a vampire. Todd Manning had broken into the house she shared with Marty again and was trying to attack her. She was hiding in a closet upstairs, cowering in fear. "Come out, come out wherever you are!" she heard him call out with his devilish laugh. She trembled as she heard his footsteps ascend the stairs. But something unknown must have stopped him in his tracks.
There was a sound at the door. A key had turned in the lock. A wicked smile came to his face.
"Megan? Are you there? It's me- Marty!" a voice called out.
Suddenly then Megan could hear Marty's terrified scream. Then there was nothing but silence. Marty had been captured in the deadly clutches of the vampire.