For Bethan Forever.
I hope you like it.

This chapter is just… out there.

Updated: 08/09/2013
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"Okay, so this date will be better than first two, I promise," Benny said as he led Ethan by the hand into the park. The sun was setting, and there was barely anyone around; it was the perfect place to have a date.

"I sure hope so," Ethan said, giving him a big grin, which Benny returned. Benny continued to lead them to a secluded picnic table, which was already decorated with a nice tablecloth and food. "How…"

"I had some help," Benny murmured, wrapping Ethan in a hug. "Come on, let's eat." Ethan grinned and the two of them settled down to eat their romantic dinner.

As their meal ended, they strolled around the park, hand in hand. They soon settled on a large couples swing. As they swung back and forth, Benny looked at Ethan. Ethan looked back and Benny gulped nervously; the way the moonlight hit Ethan's skin made him look more beautiful than Benny thought possible. Licking his lips in nervousness, he leaned forward; Ethan did too. Their lips were almost touching when they heard a panting voice call out to them.

"Guys! Am I happy I ran into you two!" Benny grimaced and pulled away from Ethan, glaring at Rory. Ethan looked put-down but gave Rory a grim smile.

"What do you want Dorkula?" Benny groaned, looking at the shaking blonde.

"What's wrong Ror?"

"I think… I think I did something bad…" he said, looking around in fear.

"What did you do?" they asked together, the same condescending tone coming from both boys.

"Well I… what are you two doing out here?" Rory asked, looking at how close they were to each other. They shared a look before looking at Rory.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" they asked loudly, making the blonde snap back to reality.

"Right, well, I was out hunting when I saw this weird sign. It was in some foreign language and looked really old; it was just nailed to a scraggly tree. I tried to read what it said, and then when I finished the ground began to rumble like an earthquake! I booked out of there like there was no tomorrow and then came here to you two…" his voice trailed off at the matching glares the two of them were giving him. "What?"

"Take us to the tree," Ethan said, getting up and giving Benny an apologetic look. Benny groaned but got up as well. Rory nodded and grabbed them both before jumping and flying off; they flew across to the very edge of town, the part that was hidden mainly in trees. Rory led them so deeply into the trees, that no light could be seen. Benny was about to light fire in his hand when Ethan grabbed his wrist.

"Don't," he whispered, not loosening his grip on Benny. "We don't know what we're gonna be dealing with." Benny nodded and moved his hand around until him and Ethan were holding hands. Rory didn't look at them as they continued to walk.

"Here," Rory said, stopping in a sudden clearing, "This is where it is," he said, pointing a shaking hand at the lone tree that stood in the middle. The three boys moved forward until they were close enough to see the old, cracked, worn sign that hung on it by a rusty nail.

"Benny, give me some light," he whispered, watching as a small flicker of light appeared next to him; Benny was pressed against his side, one arm winding around his waist, holding him close. He felt his face blush but ignored Rory's questioning look as he leaned closer. "It's Italian," he said, squinting in the dim light.

"That's why I didn't understand it!" Rory said, slapping himself in the forehead. Ethan rolled his eyes.

"Can you read it E?" Benny asked quietly, breath hot on Ethan's cheek.

"I think s-so," he got out, hearing Benny chuckle quietly. Looking at the sign and squinting to see, he began to read it out loud.

"Attenzione, lettore di questosegno,
Perse leggetequeste parolead alta voce,
Disperazionesicuramentetrovare.
Sesi possiedeuna competenzaesclusiva
Obramanoqualcosa che va oltre
Poiterrorivi aspettano
Persottoquesto segno
Poggia l'assassino temuto
Chi saràla tuafine.
Siete stati avvertiti."

"What the hell does that mean?" Rory asked, making Ethan roll his eyes.

"Give me a minute. I haven't taken Latin in a year, I'm a little rusty... Okay, the first line, 'Attenzione, lettore di questosegno'... that means 'Beware, reader of this sign.'"

"Okay..."

"Next, 'Perse leggetequeste parolead alta voce,Disperazionesicuramentetrovare.' ... that means... 'for if you read these words aloud, despair will surely find you...'"

"Oh great, Rory did you read this out loud?!"

"Well yeah-"

"Shit. Ethan, go on." Ethan grimaced but continued on.

"'' Sesi possiedeuna competenzaesclusiva, Obramanoqualcosa che va oltre, Poiterrorivi aspettano,'..."

"That doesn't sound good."

"It's not. It means 'If you possess a skill unique or crave something beyond then terrors await you.'"

"Crap. Finish it E."

"' Persottoquesto segnoPoggia l'assassino temutoChi saràla tuafine. Siete stati avvertiti,' means For below this sign rests the dreaded killer who will be your end. You have been warned...'"

"Fuck," the three of them whispered, looking at the other. The ground began to rumble again.

"This happened before!" Rory exclaimed as they began to run from the forest.

"What the hell did you unleash on us?!"

"I don't know!" The three of them stopped when they heard a loud hissing and clicking come from behind them.

"It's something big and scary isn't it..." they muttered, all turning around at the same town. There, facing them, was a 20 foot tall spider; with eight long legs that ended in blood red, and problably poisonous, stingers; the clicking came from its 10 foot long pinchers, which it clicked angrily at them; its mulitply eyes were red and black, staring straight at them.

"OH MY GOD!"

"RORY YOU FLYING IDIOT GET US OUT OF HERE!" Rory grabbed them and was about to take off, only for them to see the spider stand on its two hind legs; on the bottom of its grotesque, round, hairy body, was a small pucker-like thing. They saw the spider seem to suck in a breath, before it shot out silver webbing straight towards Rory. In surprise, Rory let go of Benny and Ethan, dropping the two teens to the ground. The silver webbing wound tightly around Rory's body, making him fall to the ground as well.

"Why is it after us?!" Rory exclaimed as he tried to wiggle out of the tight webbing that held him captive from head to foot.

"Didn't you hear it? 'If you possess a skill unique or crave something beyond'. That means us! I bet normal humans can't even see that sign!"

"Ooooooh." Ethan rolled his eyes and began to try to pull at the binding that Rory was in; his back was to the giant spider, who was advancing on them, one large leg with its blood red stinger raised, ready to strike Ethan. Benny, seeing this, pushed Ethan out of the way; he fell on top of Rory. He didn't turn in time to see what happened; but hearing Benny's agonized scream was enough to answer his question. Turning as if in slow motion, Ethan turned to see the spider backing away some as it surveyed them; lying on the ground, shaking in what could only be described as intense pain, was Benny; one hand was braced against his shoulder, where Ethan could see blood seeping through the material of his shirt and the space between his fingers.

"Benny," he whispered, crawling over to the fallen teen; he didn't trust his legs. "Benny talk to me."

"I'm...okay," he got out with difficulty. "Stop...spider."

"No, Benny, we need to get you out of here. You need medical attention."

"No!" Benny said, shaking his head and making his already pale face paler. "Stop...it."

"But Benny-"

"Ethan," Benny said, raising his free hand, which shook a bit, to set it on his face. "P-please." Ethan nodded and stood up, looking for something to maybe throw at the spider, or anything really. Then, though, before Ethan could move, the spider was upon him, one long leg raised and poised, ready to strike. Ethan threw his ams over his head; some protection was better than none. "Ethan no!" Benny cried out in pain and fear as he heard Ethan scream; the spider had attacked, dragging one long stinger straight down Ethan's arm, leaving a big, bloody gash. Ethan collapsed next to Benny, who pulled him with his free hand towards him. "Ethan..." his breathed, making the shorter of the two look at him, pain filling his dark eyes.

"Fine," he got out, looking at his arm, "I'll...be fine." Ethan was lying; they both knew that. They were losing so much blood... Ethan looked at Benny, giving him a sad smile. "Looks like... we met... our match."

"No," Benny said, sounding weary, "no! We ... can beat... this."

"I ... don't think... so." Ethan could feel his body going; lying down on the hard ground, he gave Benny a side smile. Benny nodded and returned it before lying down himself. The two of them laid there, waiting for their inevitable deaths.

Rory, on the other hand, had a different plan. Wiggling around on the ground, he found what he was looking for; a sharp, jagged rock. Shifting against it, he felt the rock jab at the webbing he was bound in; he continued to rub against it, hoping it would break through. Soon enough, with his strength and the use of the rock, he broke free. Shaking off the sticky webbing, he rushed to Benny and Ethan, both who were beginning pale and were bleeding profusely. Holding his breath, he kneeled next to them.

"You...gotta...kill...it," Ethan mumbled; Benny's eyes were slipping closed. "For...us." Rory nodded and gulped nervously.

What could he do?

They were both obviously on the edge of losing consciousness. He looked around and found a large, broken tree branch. Grabbing it, he flew up into the air; hovering above the gianta-spider, he held the tree brance like a spear. Before he could strike though, the spider looked up at him.

You awakened me, a deep baritone voice sounded in his head, you brought me out of my enchanted sleep. Your friends have already suffered for you. Are you going to let them die for you as well Vampire? Let me have you, and I will get them the antidote to my poison.

"No," he told it, raising the branch. It hissed and clicked angrily at him and raised up on its hind legs, two large poison-tipped legs directed at him. Rory knew they would hurt him; with all his strength, he shoved the branch as hard as he could through the spider's body. It clicked its pinchers in what sounded like agony and shoved one leg through him. Gasping in pain, he fell to the ground; through pain-filled eyes, he saw the spider fall to its back, making the branch pierce deeper into it. With its legs flailing, it let out a loud, mornful cry before stilling completely. Crawling to it, he went and saw something leaking from its mouth. "Anti...dote," he whispered before collapsing next to it. With his last amount of strength, he looked at Benny and Ethan, who were collapsed next to each other. 'So...rry," he got out; he didn't know if they could hear him, but he knew it was the though that counted.

With that thought, Rory drifted off into darkness.

...

"So, this date was bust too huh?" Rory heard Benny's voice somewhere, but he couldn't see him; he couldn't see anything.

"Well... A giant spider was kinda tame to soul-sucking leprachauns and a rag hag who thought you were her kid."

"I guess... I just... I want this to work out."

"It will. How about, for our next one, I plan it?"

"Sounds good."

Rory opened his eyes to see them sitting at a table; Ethan's arm was in a sling and a Benny's shoulder had a huge bandage on it.

"I'm sorry you guys," was the first thing he got out; they both gave him a weary smile as Grandma flew back into the room.

"You need to rest," she told him, dripping something into his mouth from a dropper. His eyes instantly began to droop.

"Date...ing?" he asked the two dark-haired boys, who were giving him their weary smile again.

"Yeah Ror, we are. Now go to sleep."

...

Daaaaang this one was looooong.

I hope it was up to expectation though.

Thanks for reading.

See ya'll next time!

-JustMe133