A/N: OMG! I cried writing this! And I knew it was coming! lol. I am so, so sorry if this upsets any of you but this is not the end... far from it.

NO! No, no, no, no, no ,no! Please! Don't let this happen Nyx! We only just got him back! I don't wan't to lose him again! This is so unfair! Take me instead! Just don't take any of my friends!

My mind screamed as it slowly caught up with what was going on and by the looks on everyone else's faces, they all knew what was about to happen too. However some of us didn't want to believe it, me being one of them and the other being..."Craig? What's happening Craig?" Tweek asked fearfully. Eventhough the tearfilled, mint green eyes of the blonde fledgling told me he knew exactly what the answer to that question was.

"I'm dying Tweek" Craig answered calmly, although I could tell he was fighting back tears to. He ran a hand gently through Tweek's wild blonde hair "My body is rejecting the change. I thought I would have more time but I-" he was interrupted again by another sharp cough, this time he clamped his hand to his mouth. When he removed it again his thick, ruby red blood was dripping from it as well as oozing out of his mouth and nose.

Tweek grabbed his shirt in a fit of panic "NO!" he screamed. "NO YOU'RE NOT DYING CRAIG! YOU'RE NOT! NO! PLEASE!" he begged, tears cascading down his cheeks. This was all so wrong, Tweek's heart was literally breaking in front of us as he had no choice but to watch his soul mate die in front of him.

"I'm going to go get one of the adult vamps" Wendy stated, trying desperately not to cry herself.

"We're coming too" Stan said, the rest of us getting up to follow. As much as we all wanted a chance to say goodbye, it was obvious that this should be a private moment between the two fledglings, for many reasons. However I felt two hands grasp my arm, one slightly weaker than the other and turned to see both Tweek and Craig's pleading expressions.

"Don't go Kyle" Craig requested, his voice thick with the liquid in his throat. "We want you to stay."

I nodded silently."Stan" I called, causing my boyfriend to turn around and face me. "I'm gonna stay."

"Ok" he nodded, understandingly. "I'll wait outside with Kenny then, just in case you need us." Then he followed the others.

I took a seat on the floor opposite Tweek, placing my arms under Craig so that we were both supporting his weight as his body became more and more weak. "Craig please don't!" Tweek repeated, his chest heaving violently with his desperate crying. "I need you, I can't -gah- I can't do anything without you." He pressed his forehead to Craig's, thier marks touching as he let out a shaky breath, a few stray tear drops falling against Craig's too pale skin and glistening like diamonds as the light from a lamp -which surprisingly wasn't wrecked in the fight- hit them. "I'm useless" he said in a whispered sob.

"Tweek, I need you to be strong for me ok?" Craig whispered faintly. "I know you can do it. You are capable of so much more than you think." He paused to let out another loud, blood filled cough, the crimson liquid now starting to stain his shirt. "That's why I love you."

Tweek let out a loud, uncontrolled whimper "I l-love you too Craig." That was it, the black haired fledgling couldn't hold back anymore. Red, blood soaked tears flowed freely out of his chocolate brown eyes. Tweek wiped one of the tears away with his thumb "Hey" he let out a sorrowful, breathy chuckle. "You're supposed to be the tough guy." Then pulled Craig up slightly by his shirt and pressed his lips against the dark haired fledgling's in a deep, meaningfull kiss. He didn't hold back, knowing that this would probably be the last one they got to share. In one last burst of energy, Craig gripped Tweek's shoulders, returning the kiss with everything he had. Then he slowly broke the kiss, lying back in our arms once more and resting his head against my arm, struggling to breathe now with the amount of blood that had filled his lungs.

I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest just watching this "This isn't fair" I stated weakly, wiping away a few of my tears, which had appeared a few moments ago. "We only just got you back."

"Promise me something Kyle?" he asked, his voice now barely existant. I nodded in response. "Promise me that you'll take care of my Tweek."

"Of course I will" I answered, noting the personal pronoun and deciding that it was right, Tweek was Craig's and equally Craig was Tweek's. That would never change... not even in death.

"Thankyou" Craig smiled at me faintly, then turned his attention back to the blonde, who was now in hysterics. The blonde's tears continued to splash on Craig's cheeks as he leaned over him, thier tears mingling in a perfect, morbidly beautiful mixture of ruby and diamond. "I don't want to go" Craig sobbed, letting out a few more hacking coughs. "I'm gonna miss you so much."

"Please Craig! Just stay! Please, please, please, please, please, plea-" he was cut off by another kiss. "Please" he whispered against Craig's mouth, not caring that he was getting Craig's blood all over him. "I'll do anything! I'll give up coffee! I don't even want any of that stupid stuff anyway... I just want you! Please... just don't go!"

Craig gave Tweek a weak but genuine smile "Tweek Tweak give up coffee? Now that I'd like to see." Tweek let out another breathy, desperate laugh at that. "I want you to do something for me too" he admitted.

"What is it?" Tweek asked, for once not even hesitating. "Anything... I'll do anything for you" he choked out, clutching the black haired boy's shirt like a child clinging to his baby blanket during a thunderstorm.

"I want you ..." he paused to gasp for air, blood now starting to come out of his ears as well "...to listen to me."

"I am listening" Tweek replied. "What is it?"

"No, I really, really need you to listen" he repeated, staring straight into Tweek's eyes. "Can you do that?"

"W-what am I listening for?" Tweek whimpered.

"You'll know when you hear it" Craig stated. "Trust me."

"I do" Tweek replied, sounding clearer and more sure of what he was saying with those two words than I'd ever heard him before. With than Craig relaxed slightly, content with the knowledge that his last wishes would be carried out. All three of us waited there for a while hugging eachother tightly and crying. Until Craig's chest started heaving quite violently as he gasped and wheezed frantically... it was nearing the end.

"Tweek!" he called out in sheer panic, shakily reaching out and grabbing the blonde's collar, pulling him into thier very last kiss. He let out four final, laboured breaths through his nose before going completely limp. He died against Tweek's lips, the blonde fledgling kept his mouth desperately pressed against Craig's for a few moments, as if this was some sort of fairytale and Tweek's kiss could magically bring him back. But this was real life... and sadly real life didn't work that way.

"No" Tweek sobbed once he had finally managed to break the kiss, although he was still clutching Craig's now lifeless body to his chest tightly. "No, no, no, no, no" he repeated. "Why? What did I do? Why?" he mumbled under his breath. "I still love him Kyle."

"I know" I stated. "He still loves you" I said, placing a hand on Tweek's shoulder as he ran his quivering hands through Craig's hair. "He always will."

Tweek nodded "I'll always love him too."

The blonde took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he inhaled Craig's scent. Then his eyes suddenly snapped open, a wide smile creeping onto his face. "He's not dead." I shot him a confused look "No, I'm being serious. Craig isn't dead! He's still alive!"

"Tweek" I said, speaking softly because, to tell you the truth he looked kind of crazy, overwhelmed with joy whilst clutching his boyfriend's corpse. "We just watched Craig die, he isn't alive."

"NO, NO HE IS!" Tweek cried out happily. "The imprint didn't break, I can still hear his heart beat! Craig isn't dead Kyle, that's why he told me to listen, I can still hear his heart!"

I gave him a doubtfull look "Are you sure it's not just your own heartbeat that you can hear?"

"No it's Craig's" the blonde beamed. "I know Craig's heartbeat, I've been listening to it long enough. It's a lot steadier than mine, it keeps a steady pace, it only slows down when he's asleep and it only speeds up when we kiss." Tweek was basically jumping for joy as he listed off a detailed description of Craig's heart. He shook the limp fledgling slightly "Come on Craig, you can wake up now, I know you're not actually dead" he giggled. "Craig? Gah- wake up dude."

So I decided to humour him and pressed my fingers to Craig's neck ..."No pulse" I pointed out as gently as I could.

Tweek's face abruptly dropped "You don't -ack- believe me." Oh my goddess! He looked like a lunatic! "I KNOW DEATH KYLE!" he snapped. "CRAIG IS NOT DEAD! HE'S NOT!" I must have looked shit scared by then because he suddenly yelled. "I'M NOT CRAZY KYLE! AND CRAIG'S NOT DEAD EITHER!"

"I want to believe you I do... it's just that he has no pulse an-"

Tweek cut me off, anger flashed in his eyes "Don't touch him" he snarled, in a voice completely unlike him. "If you don't believe me then get your hands off him!"

Then the oddest thing in the world happened, he grabbed my wrist... ok that's not so odd but keep listening it does get weird. "I was just feeling for his pulse" I defended. "He doesn't have one." Fury burned intensely in Tweek's eyes and his vice-like grip on my wrist tightened. "STAN! KENNY! HELP!" I called out in a moment of panic, which caused Tweek to growl at me defensively.

I let out a loud gasp as I watched the pupils of Tweek's eyes widen and spread out, covering the mint green irises and whites of his eyes completely so that I was just staring into two black orbs with a slight tinge of the green that was once there - see I told you... creepy and odd. Then my gaze dropped to where he was gripping my arm and I involuntarily let out another gasp. The skin on my arm where he was touching it slowly began to age and wither -just like that tree did the other day when he touched it in horticulture class- he grinned evily as my wrist turned a lilac colour. "Oh my goddess! What the fuck?" I whispered quitely in terror when I felt the feeling in my wrist completely dissapear as it changed from lilac to purple and purple to grey, the skin now a weird crinkly mess of creases. "HELP! PLEASE TWEEK STOP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!" I screamed. "STAN! KENNY! PLEASE! I NEED-"

Suddenly Tweek's grip was gone from my arm as Kenny hauled him off of me, Tweek reluctantly loosening his grip on Craig, who slumped down lifelessly onto the carpet. "What the hell?" he questioned when he finally saw Tweek's face "Tweek what's up with your eyes?"

No response.

"Tweek?"

No response.

"TWEEK!"

Tweek snapped out of it then, all of the blackness fading as his eyes turned back to normal "Huh? What happened?" He looked around the room in a daze, his eyes resting on my still wrecked wrist "Oh goddess! What -gah- what did I do?" he screeched. "I'm sorry Kyle it's just you weren't listening to me and I -ack- and my affinity -gah- I just... Craig. Isn't. Dead."

Kenny shot me a concerned look "Just take him to his room Kenny, I'll sort it out later" I instructed.

"Ok... but seriously Kyle... you need to get that thing looked at" he pointed to my wrist.

"I'm fine" I replied stubbornly.

"I don't think-"

"Just get Tweek out of here Kenny" I cut him off. "He doesn't need to see this..." I gestured towards Craig "...right now."

Kenny nodded and slung a defiant Tweek over his shoulder "NO!" Tweek shouted. "NO PLEASE LISTEN TO ME! I'M TELLING THE TRUTH! CRAIG ISN'T DEAD! DON'T LET THEM TAKE HIM! PLEASE!" he continued to yell as he was carried down the hallway. "DON'T LET THEM TAKE MY CRAIG! HE'S STILL ALIVE! I CAN HEAR HIM!" Then there was a slamming noise as Kenny shut him in his room, followed by the sound of Tweek's fists banging on the door and muffled protests.

Soon after, Stan came sprinting into the now destroyed living room "Hey is everything ok?" he said, trying to catch his breath and speaking in as gentle a tone as he could.

He took a tentative step towards me, glancing sadly at Craig's lifeless body "When I got back from the bathroom Kenny wasn't there and I felt your heatbeat speed up and- HOLY CRAP! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR WRIST?"

Nice, very subtle Stan.

A/N: Ok so you're probably thinking that Tweek has gone weird now as well lol. He hasn't, he just doesn't know how to control his affinity just yet. Omg though, I hated doing that to Craig, he's my favourite character so writing that scene was just painfull for me.

I hope you liked this chapter, I will write the next one as soon as possible.