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Ok, this isn't the last chapter. Or it won't be if you guys review. If you think I should continue then RNR!! THANX EVERYBODY! Warning: this chapter is kinda sad at the beginning, kinda freaky and kinda weird so, yeah, be warned.





A voice.

Pleading.

Calling.

'Jake.'

There was pain. Pain and anguish in his chest. That voice was sinister. but it seemed calm. 'Jake, there's something about to happen. Something horrible, terrible, something that will wake you in the night screaming and crying for someone to save you. And then you'll think that it was just another nightmare. But you'll be wrong.'

The tone of voice changed, now more menacing, more evil without even being harsh or loud at all.

'Your nightmare will be right before your eyes each day as you walk to school, as you come home, you'll be driven insane by the blood and by the helpless cries of your friends.'

Images now flashed before the tall boy's eyes.

Cassie, dead on the ground, mutilated to a sickening degree.

Rachel screaming for help as the controllers impaled her time and time again.

Marco, his face was gaunt and his youth was gone. No more laughing or smiling. He was one of them now.

'And the hardest part will be... that you wont be able to help them. You will be forced not to rush to their aid.'

"Leave me alone!" Jake shrieked pitifully. He held onto his ears, trying to block out the voice in his head "Go AWAY!"

'Oh yes. I will... just one more thing I want to show you. Something that will leave you ripping and clawing at your eyes, wanting it to all go... away.' The voice laughed.

And the pictures came.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Jake's hands flung up to his neck, he was choking, and something had him and wouldn't let go.



Tobias' head shot up, keen hawk senses picking up that earth-shattering scream of terror. He knew beyond any shadow of doubt... that was Jake. He glided to the ground knowing it would be better to morph away from any people. The field was at least five blocks away from Jakes house and Tobias knew it would take everything he had to run to his friend's house, but he would give it.

His bones repositioned themselves, cracking and groaning at the impact, growing. He winced at the pain and took off sprinting, a boy with feather- patterned skin.

'Jake just hold on. I'm coming.'



He clawed at his neck, fingernails digging into his skin and raking bloody furrows. "NO! NO! NO!" the images were still fresh in his mind, they went on constant replay. He screamed again. Driven mad by his dreams. Some one started talking to him.

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO LISTEN LEAVE ME ALONE!" He wouldn't listen to that voice that haunting, horrible, teasing... but this was different. More concerned. More... familiar?

"Jake. Jake PLEASE! Wake up!"

His eyes flew open to see a pair of concerned green eyes. "Tobias!" The boy nodded vigorously "Yes. It's me."

"Tobias. OH GOD! YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE THEYRE-" The hawk boy shook his head form side to side and put his hand to the others lips in an attempt to silence him. It worked. "Jake please! I had to convince all your family that you were OK. And Tom is probably snooping around out side the door right now." He whispered hurriedly.

Jake had seemed to calm down a bit. "O-ok. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. Just come with me." Tobias led his friend to the window and opened it. They successfully made it to the bottom with little difficulty. Tobias was the smaller and more agile of the two so it was easier for him. The boy held out his hand for Jake and helped him down.

"Careful." Tobias' breath hitched in his throat. He had forgotten to step away from his older friend and Jake had ended up pressed against him. Tobias stared up in awe at those beautiful blue eyes. They were so filled with pain. He mentally kicked himself for never noticing all that hurt, he had been to busy with his own anguish.

Instinctively Tobias wrapped his arms around Jake, trying so hard to show his affection, to show he cared.

Jake thought he would die once that beautiful boy put his arms around his waist, hands pressing into the small of his back. 'He cares.' That thought made him smile. His breathing increased slightly, trying not to scare off his friend by his behavior. That would probably make Tobias think he was sick, and perverted. That he couldn't live with.

Tobias felt the change in Jakes breathing and pressed himself closer. All he wanted was to lose himself in that body, to be one with the boy that was so much like him.

"T-tobias?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." The younger boy smiled into Jakes shirt and replied in a muffled voice.

"Anything for you Jake. Anything."