Present
"Hay Erin … Earth to Erin … Erin!" Spike shouted snapping Erin out of her trance like state. "Hu? W-What?" She asked in a more soothing voice than normally. "Didn't you hear me I said your name like 5 different times before you answered." He said with a more concerned look on his face. "I'm fine I was just thinking. That's all." She replied. "What were you thinking about?" He asked. "Nothing important." She said looking down at the ground. What was she suppose to tell him, that X.A.N.A was sending her E-mail and he might actually have feelings for her? No, Spike was protective enough if she told him about this he'd never let her out of his sight again. "I've known you for about 8 years Erin. Nothing, to you is normally something to everyone else." Spike said sweetly yet still keeping his stern tone. "It's not about my scars or my heart so BACK OFF!" She yelled before running in the direction of the factory. "I should've quit while I was ahead hu?" Spike asked. "Yep" Lance said jumping down from a near by tree. "What'd I say?" He asked. "That's just the thing we never know what we say wrong. Even when we ask they don't tell us." Lance said. Spike groaned in frustration. "Keep there fore the words of this." He said putting a silver cross in Spike's hand. "What the hell is that suppose to mean!" Spike yelled. "And why'd you give me this cross I'm not that far gone!" "To answer your question dear brother it's from the Bible the book of Deuteronomy to be exact. And how do you know you're not that far gone?" Lance asked. "Ever sense dad ki-" Lance was cut off by Spike picking him up by his neck and pinning him to a tree. "Don't you ever talk about that man infront on me again!" Spike growled. He dropped Lance and started to walk away. "Your not the only one who lost someone Leo!" Lance yelled back. Spike paused then kept walking. "You don't know what it's like to be me." He said to himself.
With Erin
Erin was working on a dark blue motorcycle (not one of the older models the newer version I have no idea what there called) when she stopped suddenly and stared into the abyss. "Who am I?" She asked out loud.
2 Days Later With Erin and Yumi
"So Erin who are you going to the dance with?" Yumi asked. "No one." Erin said. "Why?" "Look it's bad enough Spike's making me go to this pointless dance, I don't think I want to worsen it by getting a date." She replied. "I would have you were going with Spike." Yumi said. "Why?" Erin asked. "Well he's considered one of the most eligible guys at this school. He's tall, dark, mysterious, plus he's nice. That and he's turned down every girl that's asked him. If you ask me he's saving himself for you." Yumi said. "Yumi, he knows he can't have me as long as I'm like this…. So did Ulrich rack up enough courage to ask you?" Erin asked trying to change the subject. "Yeah it took him awhile but he did. And you can't keep running your feelings." Yumi said as she walked away. "I'm not running I just can't." Erin said to herself.
In An old abandoned Warehouse
"Tonight's the night." Said the female dark figure. The other dark figure stood up infront of about 14 men and said. "Grab your tuxes boy cause we're going to a dance." He looked down at two dark figures in the corner. "Drak, Griff you two are in charge of this attack. Don't let me down."
At the Dance
It was already an hour into the dance and things were heating up for everyone … well everyone but Erin and Spike. They sat at ether end of the gym. Erin looked like she was falling asleep. Ware as Spike was in deep thought. Ulrich and Yumi were in the middle of a slow dance but they couldn't stop looking over to their two friends. "Have you seen a change in Spike in the passed few days?" Yumi asked. "Yeah. Spike's been acting a lot angrier. The slightest thing sets him off now." Ulrich replied. Suddenly Spike got up and walked towards Erin. "Erin can we talk out side?" Spike asked. Erin nodded and walked outside with him. Over in the corner were two guys. One had short dark green hair and a zipped up dark brown trench coat. The other one seemed more innocent he had shaggy long brown hair and a dark brown robe with the hood pulled down. No one seemed to notice their presents. "Should we stop them?" Asked the one in the trench coat. "No, I'll follow … just promise me you wont be to trigger happy when it is time to move in. I don't want any deaths." The other one said before disappearing in to the darkness.
