Sam walked along the beach with Elvis. He stood rather close to Elvis, guarding him more then walking with him. Sam kept looking around them. Elvis frowned. "Will you relax, Sam? There's no danger here." Sam sighed. He paused closing his eyes. "Sorry Elvis. It's a force of habit." Elvis moved a hand under his chin. He leaned against Sam's chest. Sam enjoyed Elvis' touch. A deep hum came out of his chest. "So Sam, I have to ask. How can you identify a hunter?" Sam opened his eyes when Elvis pulled his hand away. "It's kind of difficult really. There's a certain marking that appears on a child when they are born." Sam lifted up the back of his shirt. There was a small lightning bolt with three dots making a half moon under it. "Each marking stands for a class of hunter. There are only three known classes: Tiefling, Lupine, and Draco." Elvis sat on a rock with Sam. "If a child isn't carrying the hunter blood, the mark will go away. I found this out when I had been taken out of my home with Darian, Charlie, and Kora. Charlie had a mark on his hand when he was younger but it faded away the minute the organization took us to the cliffs. It's a good thing for him. I don't want Charlie to have to deal with this dangerous lifestyle I live." whispered Sam. "I had to beg them not to kill Charlie. I didn't want them to take him away like they did my birth mother." Sam looked down at the ground in front of him. "I hate being a hunter. I never asked for these powers. Somehow, I ended up cursed with them." He looked at the tattoo curled around his arm. "I'm always afraid of losing my family. Charlie doesn't understand all of this yet. I'm not sure if he even remembers that night on the cliffs." Elvis put a hand on his shoulder. "I didn't want you to know either. Something is telling me to protect you from this double life that I live. The only person who was suppose to know was Station Officer Steele. I wanted to tell him everything." Sam seemed sad. "He's been the only real dad figure I had since my father passed away. I owe him my life. Sam felt Elvis grab his hand, as he looked up he saw Elvis's serious expression, "Sam, it doesn't matter to me whether you live a double life or not. I still want to be beside you no matter what," After that he hugged Sam tightly. Sam blushed as he hugged Elvis back. When they pulled apart they looked into each others' eyes. Sam stared for a moment, before he looked up and saw Anika watching them. She was giving him silent signals, 'Kiss him!' she signaled. Sam blushed as he gave a silent 'no' signal. Anika glared which gave Sam a warning that said, 'Kiss him now or I'll throw you off a cliff with your hands tied behind your back!' Sam gulped and did what he was told, "Um...Elvis?" Elvis looked at Sam straight in the eye, "Yes Sam?" , "Do you mind if I...um...If I...Kiss you?" Elvis's eyes widened as he blushed, "S-sure, I don't mind. B-but it will be my first kiss so please excuse my bad kissing skills."
Sam brought his lips down on Elvis' gently. Elvis closed his eyes leaning into his kiss. He held Sam close to him running his hands down his back. Elvis made out with Sam on the beach. Anika took a picture of the kiss. She smiled looking down at it. She knew she had the take this picture in case Sam somehow forgot. Elvis pulled away leaning against Sam's chest. Sam felt really warm next to him. "if there's a moment that I can spend with you, I'll take it." he touches the side of Sam's face. "your a really good friend to me. I'll love you no matter what form you take. No matter how much time I have left." He rested his hand underneath Sam's chin. Sam bent down and kissed Elvis again. He wanted to remember how good Elvis tasted and what he felt like. He dragged Elvis close to him growling protectively. Elvis was his and he was going to make it so. He trailed his lips away from Elvis'. He began kissing down Elvis' throat. He felt Elvis' steady pulse underneath his skin. Some part of Sam grew really lustful. *later* he told himself. *now is not the time to do this. You can't give into your urges like that* He pulled away from Elvis. He smiled as he kissed Elvis again
Elvis and Sam spent the rest of the day on the beach together. Sam tossed his pillow down on the cot. He took off his shirt so he could rest comfortably. When he pulled his shirt off his shoulder, he revealed the long dark scar he had on his back. On the lower part of his back sat his tattoo. Sam sighed laying down on his side. He kept the blinds in the house closed to keep out the moonlight. Elvis came down the stairs about a few hours later to find Sam sleeping on the floor again. Sam's hips were covered up by the blanket. Elvis saw the scar on Sam's back. It looked like it never healed properly. Elvis frowned and knelt down to touch it. "I wonder how he got that scar." he whispered. Sam stirred once before going to sleep. Elvis ran a finger up and down his spine. The skin showed a deadly shade of pink. "this doesn't feel natural." Sam growled pulling away from Elvis suddenly. He tossed the blanket past his shoulder. Elvis got back up again. He headed upstairs.
The next morning came,
Kora was down in the cavern. She finally had her spells together. "finally. It's in place." She smiled. She turned to Buck. "we are ready to get started my dear. I'm going to go into the lower part of the caverns and begin my preparations. All you have to do is just watch the magic happen." Buck nodded. "then let us begin." Kora went down further into the caverns. The water leaked more through the cracks in the ceiling. A snake slithered slowly across the cobblestone path. The tunnel filtered out into a chamber. In the center of the chamber, sat an old stone tablet. It had some scriptures written on it which glew a faint red in the darkness. Kora sat down in front of it. A dark red circle appeared underneath her. A black vine stabbed her in the arm extracting blood as payment for her time. Kora bandaged herself up afterwards. She began chanting in front of the stone. The markings on the stone suddenly began glowing brighter. A red beam was shot out into the sky.
The beam made contact with the skies above cascading it into darkness. A dome soon appeared over the town of PontyPandy. The skies turned a deep black and the sun was blocked out. Kora had to use a bit more of her power to make the red moon appeared. It's bright light shined coating the doom. Sam grunted feeling a bolt of pain shoot through him. "Sam?" asked Elvis. He noticed his friend starting to shake. Sam began twitching in unnatural ways. "Sam?" Elvis backed away slowly. "Elvis." growled Sam through gritted teeth. He fell to his knees gripping the carpet. "Elvis...run." he rasped. He cried out feeling his skin beginning to burn. "you can't see me like this! go away!" he ordered. His young apprentice froze in fear. *I can't control it. I can't control it* thought Sam. He gritted his teeth. Fangs grew in his mouth. He twisted his head back letting out a blood crudling howl. Sam's uniform began to rip. Devilish spikes grew out through his skin including the two horns that grew out of his forehead. Elvis paled whimpering. He rushed over to his mentor. Sam struggled to get out of his clothes. His shirt finally burst opened. Elvis lowered Sam's jeans to avoid them from getting ruined as well. Sam punched Elvis away from him leaving three markings across Elvis' shoulder. Elvis held his shoulder crying. Sam finally finished changing. He roared loudly going straight for Elvis. Elvis braced for impact waiting for Sam's fangs to tear through him. He heard the wall crack behind him as Sam missed Elvis. "you can't see me like this." growled Sam. He appeared to be fighting this version of him. Sam held his head. "I'm sorry. I'm too dangerous." Elvis held onto Sam. "Sam you can fight this." Sam shoved Elvis away from him. "No! stay away! You will get hurt!" Sam's eyes turned a deep shade of red. He roared at Elvis striking his apprentice. He left Elvis with three scars across his right eye. Sam realized what he had done and ran off into the darkness. He couldn't believe he had hurt Elvis the way he did.