So, I couldn't help but update. I'm just so excited! ^^ Anyway, I think you guys will like this chapter. I'm even getting Logan's POV in this one. Hope you enjoy. Oh, and I don't mean to offend Christians, or athiests, I wrote this out of imagination. This chapter is dedicated to 'shogoki17', thanks for reviewing!

(I do not own 'Big Time Rush'.)

"No man can think clearly with his fists are clenched" - George Jean Nathan

Chapter Seven – All Alone

I opened my eyes, and let out a big yawn. Bits of light were coming through the dark blue shades. I turn to face Logan, but no one was there. I looked around the room, and saw no one there either. "Logan", I called out, as I shot up on my feet. I quickly opened the motel room door, and looked left and right. No one. I started to panic, my breathing becoming more rapid.

"Are you alright", a voice said from behind me. Logan was standing there, brushing his teeth with his tootbrush. He was wearing fresh clothes, and his hair was almost all dry. I sighed in relief, and slammed the door closed.

"You scared me. I thought you weren't here", I huffed, and watched him. Logan rolled his eyes, in a playful manner. "You better get dressed...You're going to the church soon." I slowly walked to the dresser, and pulled out a pair of jeans and a gray sweater. I couldn't stop looking at the precious boy in front of me, though.

He had on a black and green striped long sleeve shirt, with a pair of skinny jeans. To top off his little outfit, he had on his converse from the other day. I knew splitting up was a really REALLY bad idea, but Logan wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Okay, I've got my phone on and I'll call you if anything goes bad. Also, I know the directions to the library because I have a map bookmarked on my phone. Um, I guess I'll meet you back here when I'm done. Please, don't worry about me. I'm not totally helpless, Kendall."

"I know", I buttoned up my jeans, and pulled on the sweater, "I'm just worried. That's all." Logan walked closer to me, and pat me on the back, "I'll be fine, and you will too. Now, let's get going."

We walked down the hall, and down the stairs to the parking lot of the motel. I smiled at the smaller boy walking by my side, but then realized that we were going two different directions.

"Call me if anything seems strange", I called out, and he called back, "Will do." Soon, we were both out of sight from eachother. I guess Logan didn't want to take the car. But, that was a stupid move, seeing how cold it is out.

When I realized Logan was all alone right now, my stomach started to knot up. I had a very bad feeling for this, but threw that thought away. He's right, nothing bad will happen. Just keep thinking that, Kendall. Just keep think that...

I was passing all of the friendly people, who smiled at me or said, "Hello." I was too distracted, to even respond. My shoes scraped the sidewalk in a hurry. I couldn't concentrate on anything, except Logan and what he was doing right now.

I soon approached the little, run down church and stared up at it. The big cross standing proudly on the top made me want to stop. I didn't want to do this. The priest would surely not believe me. I wanted to run back to Logan, just wrap him in a hug, and say, "I'm scared to know who I am. What I am."

But, I couldn't. I needed to find out who and what I was. There even maybe a cure? My heels clicked on the miniature pathway as I walked towards the big oak wood doors.

I heaved the doors open, and I instantly became nervous. The rows of pews filled up the large room. The lights were dim, although light enough to see. Candles were placed in the front, by the big podium. A few people were in the pews (not a lot), were bowing their heads in prayer.

Then, I saw a man up front. He was wearing black robes, with a scarf-like cloth hanging over his shoulders. He was probably in his 50's or 60's. He had a very pale skin, almost matching Logan's. He had these small black rimmed glasses.

I walked up the aisle, quietly. Even though I lightly took my steps, the priest looked up at me. He stared at me for a minute, and I stopped. He seemed to think, then waved his hand to meet him at the front. I quickly ran to him...

When I got close, he looked at me from up and down. He whispered in my ear, "Follow me to my office, Kendall." He then, started walking to a door behind a podium. How did he know my name? I slowly walked through the door with the man, and we ended up walking down a dark hallway.

"It's not everyday Satan spawn passes through my church", the man continued walking, as I gulped. How did he know that? How did he know about me? I started, "How...How do you know who and what I am?"

"There is a lot you do not know my boy. Follow me and I shall tell you what you need to know", the man said, and we kept strolling through the hall and approached a door. The priest searched through his robes, and pulled out a key. He shakily stuck the key into the key hole, and turned the knob.

His office was quite different than I expected. The windows were tinted gray, so no one could peer in. Candles were lit at his big oak desk, and pictures of angels were hanging so delicately on the wall.

"I have had visions about you, Kendall. And it is no coincidence that you're here", he said, sitting comfortable at his desk. I stood by the door as the man opened his desk drawer.

"I know you are wondering what you are", the priest commented, as he pulled out this big book which almost seemed ancient. He opened the book, "I can tell you, if you come here." I stepped a few feet, and looked at the book. It was titled, "The Book of The Dead." For a minute, I thought it was fake until he opened it and flipped some pages.

"Kendall Knight. You are a human being, trapped with an ancient curse. You have good in your heart, and I see that... But there is bad news. If you do not cure yourself any time soon, your heart will turn on you. You will become a demon, and not control your actions. You will kill the innocent, feed on people's souls."

I started to breathe heavily. What? I might turn into an evil monster."Wha-What?" The priest nodded, and patted my back. "I am sorry my boy, but there is hope. You just need the cure."

"Well, what is the cure", I asked, and the priest paused. He sighed, and flipped the page. There was a picture covering the whole paper. The picture was of Rick, in his demonic form. "If you ever want to be a human ever again, and feel again, you must deal with the cure. Your cure is killing the one who turned you. You must kill Rick."

I stood there for a moment, my mind full with thoughts and worries. How in the hell was I going to kill Rick, the one who is used to his powers, the one who is stronger then me? My eyes wandered to the ground.

"Kendall, if you do not kill Rick, and turn into a monster... You won't turn back to human ever again", the priest closed the book, and stared at me. How could I do this? It seemed impossible.

"Kendall. I know it is a huge burden on you, but you need to if you ever want to be physically alive again..."

I held on to his words, and analyzed them for a few moments. A knocked came from the door, and the priest and I looked curiously over at the wooden door.

The priest stood up, and went to the door. He opened it, slowly, and looked out. After a moment, the priest was pulled into the hall and the door slammed shut. I ran to the door, and pulled the knob.

I saw Carlos hovering over the priest. The man was bleeding from his mouth, and coughing violently. Carlos looked over at me and smiled. "Kendall, you know it's not fair to cheat. This old geezer was helping you. I couldn't let that happen"...

I looked at him, and became angry. He destroyed my only chance at asking questions about what I was. He destroyed my only source of information. I ran to Carlos and shoved him against the wall.

"Is that all you got", he said, as he pushed me back and kicked me right in the head. I fell over, and crashed to the hardwood floor. I groaned in pain, as Carlos chuckled. "Wow, Kendall. You're really out of shape, aren't you", Carlos teased as I grabbed the wall and pushed myself up, "Too bad you can't even defend your little Logie pooh. I do believe James should be with him soon". Carlos checked his watch, and I tackled him.

Oh no. James was going to hurt my Logie. I threw Carlos at the wall, and punched him. Then, all of a sudden, the priest ran at Carlos and shoved a cross to his head.

Then, Carlos screamed in pain. His skin became black, and he soon became a pile of ash. I looked over at the priest, as he staggered back on the floor. He was breathing heavily, and I crawled over to him.

"Kendall, know this, Rick won't be as easy to kill as his little henchmen. Go, hurry. Logan Mitchell is in trouble", he coughed up some more blood. I got close to his ear and whispered, "Thank you."

I soon was on my feet, and flew down the hallway.

-Logan-

I stepped up the concrete stairs up to the library. When I flung open the doors, I immediately became warm. People were sitting at tables, quietly reading their books. I hurried in, and approached a desk with a woman sitting at it.

She was skinny and tall. Big glasses hugged her face, and she had moles on her face. "Excuse me, ma'am. But I'm looking for the supernatural books. Can you please help me?" The woman lightly smiled, "Sure."

She stepped out of her seat, and led me across the room. It was a pretty big library, probably the size of a ballroom. I followed the woman down aisles and aisles of books, until we reached a dark little place in the back of the room. "Here you are".

She gave me a small smile, and took her leave. When she was gone, I began searching right away. Witch Guide. Ghosts. Aliens. Demons. I searched through the category and picked a big book that was titled "Satanic Rituals & Aftermath."

I flipped the book open, and flipped through the pages. Boring. Nothing. AH. The line said "Usually, demons are human the first 160 years they are turned. Then, the host takes over their body and become.."

"What are you reading, Logan", a voice made me jump and drop the book.. I looked over to see James, smiling at me. I reached for my phone in my pocket, but realized it wasn't there.

"Looking for this", James asked as he pulled out my cell. I looked at him, and my eyes widened. I couldn't call for help... Kendall. Save me. Kendall help me.

"Logan, we have to go. Don't you understand", James smiled even bigger at me, "I'm your friend. Or maybe even more."

I backed away, and his smile disappeared, "I don't want to force you, Logan. I want to be friends again. Please."

I turned my heel and started running. I successfully ran down an aisle and turned. I bumped into James' chest, and fell to the ground. "I want you, Logan. You're just so adorable. Don't try to run away..."

I crawled backwards, and watched James walk towards me. "James, just leave me alone. Please..." James looked down at me, and shrugged. "Oh, Logan. I know you want me... Just come with me." He stuck his tan hand out at me, and I just crawled back more.

He then flashed me an angry face, and walked to me. He grabbed my bad wrist, and pulled me up. I whimpered as he tugged me up, and forced me to my feet. He pulled my body close to him, as I tried to push away. I couldn't, his grip was just too strong. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I care about, you Logan", James pouted, "But you keep trying to run. I know it's all an act, and you really do love me... But it makes me want you more."

I spit in his face, and he paused. He took one hand, swabbed the spit and put his fingers in his mouth. Ew... "Mmmm... You taste so good." I sneered in disgust and fear. He then stared at my lips.

He presses his lips to mine, and shoved my mouth open. He dug his tongue to my mouth, and sloppily kissed me. I slapped him and punched him really hard, but he wouldn't stop. I bit down on his tongue, and he pulled back.

"I will have you, Logan", James screamed, as he picked up my body and threw me over your shoulder. "But don't worry, before I give you to Rick, I'll have you for myself first. We will fuck so good." James mumbled as he started walking to the entrance. He, then stopped.

"Damn it. Kendall is in the building. Guess will go out through the back.", James smiled as he changed direction. Kendall was in the building?

"KENDALL", I shouted, and heard a reply from far away. "Logie, WHERE ARE YOU?!"

James threw me down on the carpet, and angrily stared at me. I was in a daze from being smacked down on the floor. James opened my mouth and threw in some kind of pill. "Don't worry, Logan. The pill will only make you paralyzed for maybe 10 minutes. I can't let you go ruining the plan, can I?"

James picked me up again, and I couldn't move. I couldn't move my mouth, or my legs, or my arms. He temporarily paralyzed me! Kendall shouted again, "LOGIE! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Soon, I was outside in a snowy ally. I still couldn't move. "Logan, look. Carlos and I got a new ride. We pimped it out so you can't leave."

We approached a white van, that only had windows up front. James quickly threw the back doors open, and threw me in. He slammed the doors shut, and heard him lock it. Inside the van, was pictures of me encoding the walls.

Please, Kendall. Save me...

-Kendall-

I whipped open the back door, and saw James getting in to a white van. Logan was in that. "James. Stop! Don't touch him", I screamed as I ran.

James smiled, and started the engine. The van flew down the ally, and I couldn't breathe. I ran all the way here... Oh no. Logan...

WOE! A lot of action in that chapter. Please review. It makes me feel accomplished. And please, be warned it will get violent and dirty in the later chapters. Just warning you. Hope you guys enjoyed. I loved making this chapter, I don't know why. Bye!