"Uhhhhh-"

Marcus slowly opened his eyes, blinking in the near pitch blackness of the room. He was in his bunk sleeping, or he was anyways.

"Noooo…." A voice moaned from somewhere.

Marcus stood up on his elbows and looked around the room, eye's still half shut. Eloni was out taking a nightshift, and Bingwen was sleeping soundly. The voice groaned again.

"Manny?" Marcus looked at the bunkbed beneath him.

The curly haired boy was tossing and turning, covered in sweat, his face in pain. Marcus quickly hoped down from his bed and to his friend's side.

"Manny? Wake up!" Marcus shook the sleeping teen, trying to wake him up. "It's just dream! Wake up!"

Manny's eyes snapped opened; Marcus could have sworn his friend's eyes were green, but it was hard to tell because the curly haired boy pushed him away so violently and quickly. Manny jumped out of bed with extreme panic, running for the door Mark tried to stop him.

"Manny!" Mark had to shield his eyes from a bright green light that engulfed his friend, he heard the door open and saw a tiger tail diapering into the outside world.

Marcus grabbed his boots and put them on as he ran after his friend, who clearly was not in his right mind. He jumped over the railing and saw Manny; he was in his Tigre form, and was looking around in a panic, as if he was looking for an escape.

"I got to get out, I got to get out, I got to get out, I got to get out!" Manny's instincts pounded into him, holding onto him with an iron grip.

"MANNY!" Mark called out, trying to snap the wild thing back to its sense's.

Tigre ran towards a watch towered and his claws protracted, he dug them to the side and quickly started climbing to the top.

"Damn it Manny!" Marcus tried to follow his friend to the best of his ability's, but climbing like this was not his strong suit.

He climbed up after his friend, who luckily had stopped on the watch tower roof for a moment. Manny sat in a catlike position, his tail flicking madly and his ears twitching to focus in different directions. Mark was directly behind him, hidden from sight. Suddenly a loud nose came from a truck and Tigre snapped his attention in the direction. Marcus took the opportunity and pounced on his friend from behind, pining Manny's arms (and more importantly his claws) to his body. The noise Manny made in terror was so animal like that in worried Marcus a bit.

"Manny! Snap out of it!" The fire wielding boy tried to calm him, but Tigre continued to struggle and growl.

Manny struggled and tried to fight with extreme panic, it was like trying to hold on to a human sized eel made of jelly. If Mark didn't wake up his friend soon, then the boy would slip away and run off to god knows where.

"MANNY!" Mark shook his friend hard in a desperate attempt.

Mark noticed Manny's eyes; they were bright green, he had never seen the pupils so thin and shaky. Right as Manny was about to slip away, Marcus slapped him hard in the face. Manny went limp for a moment, breathing hard and staring at the roof they sat on. The tiger boy blinked and swallowed, relaxing his muscles. He looked over at Marcus, who still held a strong grip in worry that he jolt off.

"M-Marcus?" El Tigre asked, breathing hard from the stress.

Marcus let out a sigh of relief and let go of Manny.

"What the hell was that?" The fire powered teen asked, tired and a little ticked off.

"I had a nightmare…" Manny breathed out.

"Must have been one hell of a nightmare, I've never seen you so feral!" Marcus exclaimed.

"I was in dark room; I think it was a cell. I heard screaming, some animal, some human. Just, blood curdling screams of terror and pain." Manny wrapped his arms around himself, clearly very unsettled. Marcus put his hand on his friends shoulder.

"The screaming would stop suddenly, then in would continue. The screaming kept getting louder and louder until it was right next to me, then it stopped. I heard footsteps…I-I think somebody was coming to skin me! I felt so terrified. I had to get away…"

"Damn." Marcus breathed.

They sat in silence for a moment, allowing them both to calm down from the sudden spike in adrenaline.

"Hey, Manny?"

"Hummmm?" Turned his head slightly to look at Mark.

"You're in your Tigre form…and you didn't touch your belt."

El Tigre's eyes went wide and he swallowed nervously.

"That's never happened before…" Manny said, a little worried.

"That's ether really good, or really bad." Marcus leaned back on the roof.

"Why would that ever be good?"

"Well, if you ever are knocked out and are in danger, you could get away quickly." Mark elaborated.

"Good point." Manny replied.

"But, by our luck it's probably bad."

"Probably." Tigre agreed in a deadpan.

"HEY?!"

Manny and Marcus snapped into attention and looked over the side of the roof, the watchtower worker was looking up at them in concern.

"Uh yeah, were good!" Manny called to the man beneath them.

"Well, I'm going back to bed. I'm exhausted." Marcus got up and stretched, then he started crawling down the side of the roof. "Aren't you coming?"

"Nah." The green eyed boy replied. "I think I'll stay out here for bit…"

"Ok, whatever." And with that Marcus disappeared over the edge of the roof.

Manny sat down and looked up at the stars and thought about his dreams, wondering what they could mean. At least it was a pretty night anyways.

I know it's short, but it seemed like a good place to end this sort-of chapter. :/ Hope you all enjoyed.