Marko: Reborn
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*EDIT 10/04/18* Chapter beta'd by exaigon. Once again, I'd like to thank her for taking the time to fix up my mistakes.
Chapter 2: Second Childhood
"Michael tell your brother that I'm not drawing him a comic," the blonde-haired twin said entering their shared bedroom. Which at ten was frustrating, but it was only a three-bedroom house, so somebody had to share and, of course, it made sense for the twins to do so. At least, to everyone except Marko it did, but that was another frustration for another day.
Michael looked away from their record shelf to give a deadpan answer to his twin, "He's your brother too."
Marko rolled his eyes and shut the door in his younger brother's face getting a, "Hey, you jerk," in response followed by a loud cry of, "Mom, Marko shut me out again!"
Marko ignored both boys' words and walked over to their record collection.
"Put something on so I can pretend I didn't hear him."
The other boy shook his head. "That'll never work."
Still, the kid picked one out randomly and put it on the twins' record player, which they both agree was what they wanted for their shared birthday. While the blonde boy didn't much like all the sharing with Michael, it was really the only way he was going to get the music player short of waiting until he was old enough to make money for himself or saving up money he got for the next two Christmases. But it still would've ended up in their shared room and, thus, there was no way to keep Michael from using it, so might as well just ask for it for their birthday and be done with the hassle.
As glad as Marko was to have some music back, they each only got one record along with the record player and had since only acquired one more. They had to pile their shared money from doing yard work on it. That had been annoying, but he had to help otherwise Michael would've had complete say on what record they went with and while the other's taste in music wasn't as bad as their Mom's, it still could use some work in the once-vampire's opinion.
Marko turned it up and flopped down onto his bed and listened to Michael's choice, Foreigner. He wasn't surprised he put in his own record, but he was kind of surprised when the second song, 'Cold As Ice', started playing before the door opened revealing Lucy and Sam.
"Oh, honestly boys!" She walked over to the music box and turned down the volume. "Marko what did I tell you about shutting your brother out of your room?"
The curly haired boy looked over to Michael and said, "I didn't. He's right there."
Their mother huffed at his response, "You know I was talking about Sam."
Marko pasted a confused expression on his face and asked, "Who?"
It didn't impress Lucy. "That's not funny. Now be nice to your younger brother." She paused to glance at Michael, "Both of you."
"What'd I do?" Michael asked moodily before Lucy left with another quick warning to Marko via her eyes. Sam promptly grinned like he won a victory of some sort, but the elder blonde brother was determined to ignore his presence for the remainder of the day much to the younger brother's dismay.
Luckily his, less of a jerk in his opinion, older brother Michael played with him.
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He had thought daycare and preschool were awful but, at least for the most part, he could do what he wanted. No, this was way worse. How had he forgotten what it was like to sit in one place behind a desk and listen to a teacher go on and on?
First of all, Marko didn't stay still unless he was drawing or sleeping so this was a horrible form of torture for the now-kid. It resulted in many detentions too because sometimes he could not keep his leg from bouncing and that annoyed the teacher almost as much as hearing the phrase, 'Marko get your thumb out of your mouth' irked him. Really, most of the stupid kids thought he sucked his thumb due to this irritating teacher.
Michael was in this class too and all he would do when Marko complained about it would be telling him to just stop biting his thumb and then people wouldn't think he sucked it.
This resulted in the two getting into a tumbling fight during recess which also seemed to piss off his teachers. Honestly, it wasn't like he'd actually been trying to hurt the other. If he had wanted to he would have, but that explanation didn't go over well with the principle.
Marko was officially labeled as a problem child but at least he wasn't an aspiring jock to be or a geek like his brothers. Though, Lucy would've probably preferred if he was given the constant talks with his teachers. Most of which she thankfully kept from his so-called 'dad' otherwise he'd never not be grounded.
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The same year saw Lucy and her three sons at the mall; one of Sam's all-time favorite places to go. The reason for the family outing was simple; they were shopping. Not just any shopping, they were Christmas shopping.
Marko never celebrated it in his first life. Well okay, that wasn't completely true. Because one year David did decide to go all out and they had a very memorable Christmas just him, Marko, and Dwayne. This was before Paul. The three of them had a nice Christmas feast on one of the old run-down corner streets of Santa Carla. Only a few older folks lived there at the time, so they did the neighborhood a favor really. Besides without them that place might not be what it is today, nice remodeled family homes.
Marko's thoughts took a darker turn then as he wondered if that even happened in this time because it would've been just David and Dwayne without him… he was pulled from his thoughts by Michael shoving him.
"What?" He asks moodily.
"Mom just went into that toy store and we're supposed to keep Sammy busy, so he doesn't try and take a peek at his presents."
"So?" What did he care if the little boy got into trouble or spoiled the surprise for himself?
"Well, Mom did give me some change to take us all to that new arcade place that just opened up but if you don't want to go then I guess more money for Sam and me."
Marko glared. "Why didn't you say so, come on!"
He grabbed his twin's arm and dragged him towards the arcade giving the boy barely any time to snatch his distracted younger brother's hand along the way.
Sam, of course, complained until Michael mentioned their destination. But as excited as the youngest boy was the dark-haired boy could see that Marko was even more so. He'd been wanting to check it out since it had opened but their parents just hadn't had the time to bring them and it wasn't in walking distance.
Michael was mentally patting himself on the back for asking their mom for some change to take the two to the new arcade while she shopped for them. It was a good idea and it helped to pull Marko out of whatever thoughts had been bothering him.
Lately, he seemed to have a lot of those and the boy had no idea how to help. Marko was just so good at keeping his thoughts to himself and never let anyone in, not even him. All that talk about how twins could read each other's mind was obviously not true because most of the time Michael had no idea what his brother was thinking, but then he didn't think Marko knew what was on his mind either… Not that the other boy seemed to care.
Shaking those thoughts away, the three boys entered the arcade where Michael handed over some of the change he'd gotten from their mom and they all went their separate ways to find things that they were interested in.
Not even ten minutes later Michael was being pulled from his game by Marko. "Come on. I wanna play that game but it's two players!"
The brunette went willingly, and they played it. Out of the two Michael was more passive but surprisingly when the two fought, which wasn't often as Michael wasn't all that confrontational, Marko backed down because when he fights for something he's more prone to being stubborn about it.
Sam, though, was still a whiny child who more often than not got his way because he was the baby and spoiled. When he saw them playing the game together he demanded that they play it with him too.
Marko wasn't happy about it but Michael, ever the good brother, let him.
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Marko was currently laying across his bed sketching in his new sketchbook that he had gotten for Christmas a few months back. It was by far the best Christmas because Jack, his supposed father, had been called into work. He really hated that man and was still planning to one day eat him.
Lucy, on the other hand, was sad so Michael being the boy scout he was -not really but sometimes Marko thought he should just don the uniform because he was just that 'wholesome and good'- made it his mission to cheer her up and pulled the other two into making Lucy forget about the jerk.
It wasn't horrible but really, one can only listen to so much Christmas music and still be considered sane. It was a good day, though. Since then Jack had been home even less and while he didn't see a problem with it, both him and Michael could see it was affecting Lucy… Marko noticed a while ago that she was a romantic who believed in true love and all that crap.
It was disgusting but, worse than that, it made him remember things and worry about them. It never occurred to Marko that he wouldn't one day become a vampire once more, but he was slowly coming to realize that it would never be the same. The dynamic would be gone or, at least, changed.
Why did Lucy's love life make him think about this? Easy. When he'd met Paul, he was human… a lovesick human at that. Frankly, Marko nearly ate him for that but for some reason he didn't.
Instead, he introduced him to the guys and, well, they clicked, and he was in; one of them. Without him there, though… did that mean Paul didn't become a vampire? What year was he turned anyway? He couldn't recall. It may have already passed or be coming up or, hell, Paul could be married to that bitch that was stringing him along by now… Didn't he eat her in the original timeline?
It didn't matter. Marko couldn't change or fix anything that was or had already happened while he was still ten years old and seven hundred miles away.
He knew he shouldn't worry that things would be changed, but he couldn't stop it either. He was just too human now… humans felt way too much and, as a vampire, he'd forgotten that and many other things.
Marko was absent-mindedly drawing while his thoughts were elsewhere when a knock on his bedroom door pulled him out of his head.
"Yeah," he answered.
The door opened revealing Lucy, "Dinner's ready."
He didn't answer, staring instead at the sketch, so he didn't notice when his mother joined him on his bed.
"What're you drawing?" His eyes jerked away from the drawing as she gasped, "Um-well it's very good but a bit scary don't you think?"
He shrugged and set the picture down.
"What is it supposed to be?" She asked encouragingly.
"…A vampire," He answered as his eyes roamed Paul's vampiric face on the page.
"A vampire?" She asked before looking back at the terrifying smiling person with fangs, "I see…"
Lucy was always surprised by the talent he showed for drawing, but she supported it. Still, it worried her that his pictures were never normal kid drawings.
Things like houses, flowers, and stuff… No, his drawings tended to be darker, even the colored ones. The coloring sheets in kindergarten usually were ignored, scribbled on like he didn't even try or altered to be something else.
She still had the Easter bunny that both he and Michael did. Michael's was what one would expect from a six-year-old, but Marko had turned the drawing into a zombie bunny… with worms and a popped-out eye, protruding ribs, and everything… That had not been a fun parent-teacher conference.
Lucy grabbed the sketch pad and flipped back a few pages to find another very detailed and breathtaking picture.
"These are always my favorites," she told him while handing it back to him. He said nothing as he looked over the doves on the page.
"Your birds are always done so beautifully, but I've always wondered, why birds?"
He stared at the page before looking at her and shrugging. "I don't know guess I just like them."
She smiled in response. "Well, that's nice. Come on, let's eat before the food gets cold, okay?"
She stood from the bed and Marko slid off and followed her to the table where Sam and Michael already sat.
Sam yelled, "Finally. I'm starving!"
One person was missing, though.
Marko, of course, didn't care but he did notice Lucy's eyes glance at his empty seat more than once and he looked to Michael to see if he noticed the looks she'd been giving the empty chair but he's too busy with Sam. So, his mother's longing looks go unnoticed by all except Marko.
Too bad for Lucy because Michael was the one who would cheer her up. Marko didn't care, at least, he didn't think he did. But laying in bed that night with Michael sound asleep across the room and him, unable to get her pathetically sad expression out of his head, might have proved otherwise.
Sitting up, he looked over to Michael wondering if he should just wake the boy and tell him to go do something about his mother. He got out of bed and nearly did it, until the sketchpad caught his eye.
It was still open to the picture of the doves in flight and without even really stopping to think about what he was doing he picked up the sketchbook and carefully tore out the page before heading to Lucy's room.
He stood outside her door for a moment as his mind raced wondering why he's doing this and was just about to bolt and forget the whole thing when the door opened, and Lucy blinked, startled to see him.
She'd thought she heard someone outside of her room and expected to find Sam, as some nights he got scared and wanted to sleep with her but never had Marko come to her room.
Even when he had nightmares he stayed in his own room, so this was surprising.
"Marko, sweetie, what's wrong?"
He glanced down at the paper in his hand before holding it out to her.
"What's this?"
She took it curiously and saw the drawing from earlier but before she could say anything Marko took off back to his room.
He was both angry and embarrassed as he jumped back into bed. Then he heard Michael's tired voice, "Did she like it?"
The blonde twin said nothing and pretended to be asleep and the other boy just rolled over and went back to sleep himself.
Marko hated that he was starting to not hate Lucy… but that didn't mean he was going to stick around either. No, he was still going to become a vampire and leave behind this stupid family one day.
Until then he just needed to figure out how not to become even more attached to them than he already was.
Author's Note: Only one more chapter with their lives before they arrive in Santa Carla it'll cover pre-teen to teen years and their parents' breakup, so drop a review if you feel like it I'd like to hear what people think.