(So sorry! I've had the WORST writers block for the story, but I think I MIGHT be passed it, so yeah, sorry!)

Chapter 13:

Adam's wet hair fell into my face as he kissed me, making me smile as I ran my fingers between the silky strands. He smiled too, continuing to bestow my lips with kisses. He's always so passionate. He slowly moved me backwards, making me sit on my bed, sitting next to me. He pulled me onto his lap, my arms wrapping around his neck as he firmly held me, not giving me the slightest fear he'd drop me. We both leaned closer; both of us working to deepen the kiss, making us chuckle. We are so perfect together. I let him take over, he's the dominant one, not me, and he did, but not by much.

As our tongue's played, his hands slowly roamed my back, running light fingers along my spine, tightening his grip at my waist, just making me feel special in every way he could. It made me shiver with delight. The kiss was blissful and slow, not rushed at all, both of us taking are time. 'The fire will go out soon, but the bed will keep us warm', as I told Adam a while ago. I honestly don't think we need a bed. As Adam started to slowly get more dominant, leaning over me and directing me down onto the bed, I soon found him above me, his hands running up and down my sides, getting tighter down at my waist as he pushed down firmly onto my hips, but his hands soon moved to hold him up, his left hand at the right side of my head and his right hand next to my shoulder.

"You know, I bet this would be more entertaining if you were stripped to my level…" Adam stated, his voice ragged. Oh yeah, Adam's only in boxers… I felt his warm, sticky breath by my ear, felt his hands move to the rim of my shirt, rubbing the fabric between his fingers.

"You'll have to keep me warm." I answered, my own voice dropping an octave.

"I can do that." He responded, his voice deep, humming. He slipped my shirt off, slowly managing to get it over my head, his hands returning to my pants as he slipped those off too.

"Fuck, its cold." I complained, my voice getting high pitched, just now realizing how warm my clothes had kept me.

"Don't complain…" Adam requested, kissing my cheek, nipping at my skin as he held me in his lap, pulling the blanket over our legs. I turned onto my side, resting my head against Adam's shoulder, his lips kissing my forehead, not able to reach anywhere else. He gently slipped my hand into his, not letting go as our hands rested intertwined on his side. "I can't stand to listen to you complain." I hummed happily, Adam's body generating heat quicker than mine could, my body trying to steal that heat from him.

"I love you." I whispered as he pulled the blanket closer, lying us down.

"I love you too."

"I know…" I yawned, drifting off to sleep, his wet hair gently gliding down the side of my face.

~Herobrine~

Mages. Section 11… No deadlox. Mages. Section 12… No deadlox. Mages. Section 13… No deadlox. Mages. Give me more patience. Section 14… No deadlox. Well, this isn't working out like I'd hoped.

"Where would you be…?" I muttered, continuing down the rows and rows of archives. "Maybe a spell made by a certain mage…?" Spell tomes. Section 1… No deadlox. Spell tomes. Section 2… No deadlox. This is going to be a long night…

~Ty~

I dropped another bale of hay from the barn to the floor, jumping down and picking up one of them, dragging the other. Outside, for once there was sunlight, a beautiful sight and a sign of good luck. The sheep, still sleeping peacefully, giving me enough time to get the bales untied and loosened up, a pile formed, sighing. I looked back to the herd, walking towards it, when suddenly a loud barking started up, Blaze rushing towards them from nowhere, waking them from their sleepy daze.

"Blaze!" I laughed as he ran circles around the unaffected sheep, the sheep long too used to him by now. He stopped his over energized little body, tilting his head as I laughed, covering my eyes and shaking my head. "You're such an idiot, but thanks anyways, come inside, Adam's here." As the sheep all started going past me to eat their breakfast, I held the door opened for Blaze, who immediately took over the couch, completely spread out to consume every inch of it. "You bitch." He barked merrily, laughing most likely. "Don't eat anything; I'll feed you when Adam wakes up." I informed him. He whimpered, but didn't test me about it.

Shutting and locking the bathroom door behind me, I stripped down and stepped into the shower, turning the already warm water on and cleansing my dirty body. I sighed, letting the water run down my face like tears, my hair suctioned to my head and my pale, pale body feeling a stinging sensation that slowly made my smile fade as it got worse over a period of time. About 5 minutes into the shower I'm desperately trying to dry my burning body with a towel, the water turned off and my hair wrapped in another towel.

This had never happened to me. Never… My mind slipped to the previous days back at the old house, in the mines. The thing in the lava, whatever it was, if it was my mother or not, I don't care at the moment. What did you do to me? Panting as I grew tired, the burning slowly fading away, I looked into the mirror, seeing my body had no burn marks, no bruises of any kind. I wonder… Slipping off my bracelet, my jaw dropped, my eyes going wide. The scales were up to the base of my neck, completely consuming my arms, beginning to consume my shoulder and further down, though not noticeably. My shoulders were barely covered in scales, burn marks covering my entire chest and the parts of my face where water ran down it.

"What the fuck…" I breathed, moving my right hand to my right cheek, my fingers barely touching skin as they lightly danced over the burns. Glancing to my wings and tail, the outer sides of my wings were beginning to become covered in scales as well, as if to protect the soft paper thin material connecting each spinal bone of the wing structure, the material that allowed me flight. Those scales were faintly noticeable as they continued their work. My tail felt heavier, and as I stretched it out, to loosen it, one of my wings accidently knocked something over, causing me to jump, startled. Spikes suddenly made their way down my tail from the top, a second or two later flattening themselves out again, becoming invisible to the naked eye, being made of scales themselves, flat, thin, and yet as sharp as a blade.

I slowly looked back to the mirror, my teeth whiter than before, seeming to glisten like diamonds, nearly lucid if you ask me. I shook my head slowly, backing away and flattening myself against the wall across from it.

"What did you do to me?" I whispered, beginning to get scared. What happened when my body becomes consumed by scales…? Fuck. I slipped my bracelet back onto my scale covered wrist, but I still felt like I had an extra layer of skin as it all disappeared. I left the bathroom, my hair still wrapped in a towel, leaving the bedroom and going back into the living room, starting a fire.

"What are you doing?" Blaze demanded as a bone cracking sound rang out from behind me.

"My hair is wet and it's burning my skin, I need to dry it." I insisted, turning my back to the fire.

"Whoa whoa whoa, hold your horse." Blaze argued, coming over and putting the fire out with a wave of his hand. I looked to him annoyed. He put a hand on my head, my scalp getting drier by the feeling of it, and after a few minutes the stinging that had started stopped, my hair dry. "There." He determined, taking up the couch again as he changed back, his body going black and shifting; his color not returning until he was fully transformed into a wolf again.

"Thanks…" I mumbled; standing and going into the bedroom. He barked his reply, which I didn't want to hear or understand anyway. I shut the door behind me, smiling to myself as I saw Adam sitting up, rubbing his eyes, his sunglasses in his free hand as he yawned, placing them back on his face. His vision shifted to me, making him smile.

"Good morning, I hope you weren't waiting on me long." He laughed, getting out of bed and dressing himself.

"Not at all." I assured, going into the kitchen as he followed me. He sat down at the table as I placed a plate of food in front of him, looking to Blaze as he trotted in joyfully. I placed a plate of food on the floor for him, which he greedily began to eat. "Don't make a mess." I stated, making him look to me like I was crazy. He went back to eating, unaffected by my comment. We ate in silence, but once we finished, I gave Adam my cloak and dragged him outside. I showed him around, introduced him to some people, we went and did a bit of shopping, stopped by Damien's sister's place and got him his own cloak, butter colored of course, and by the end of the day we were tired and sitting on the floor by the fire, Blaze once more hogging the couch.

"Blaze, come on, let us sit, it's my couch anyways!" I argued. He snapped his jaws at me, despite I wasn't anywhere near him, and afterwards he huffed his protest and put his head back down. Adam snickered.

"Whatever, we don't need a couch." He concluded, getting up and pulling me up with him, holding me bridal style. I softly laughed as he rushed us upstairs, shutting the door behind us, but not before Blaze slipped in, already sitting at the foot of the bed, wagging his tail as he waited for us to sit down. Adam lied me down, lying next to me, neither of us bothering to remove our clothing, pulling the blankets closer. Blaze got between us, slipping under the covers and curling into a ball between our hips, getting comfortable as Adam rolled his eyes.

"Goodnight babe." He stated, kissing me.

"Goodnight." I yawned back, falling asleep.

~Adam~

"Take him! Take him and hide until my scales make way for a new light!" The girl screamed, tears streaming her face as she stared at the boy who looked 10 years younger than her. He looked scared.

"But what about you-"

"Go!" The woman screamed again. "Give him a loving home with loving parents. Give him a life as any normal child; do not let him reveal himself to anyone. Please… go…" Begging with the boy, who now had tears of his own on his face, he took the bundled up blanket from the woman and ran, ran as she continued to fight with her people, being their leader, the bundle containing a child. It's too small to contain a child though; it's barely as big as a medium sized basket… The scenes changing…

Ty was lying on the ground, bleeding from who knows where, but chains held me back, not allowing me to get to him. I couldn't find my voice, no matter how hard I tried screaming to him, my throat closed up tightly as he lied there limp and still.

"Oh, is something wrong with him? What a shame…" The man appeared, the same man that ruined his life, walking over by Ty's head, staring at me with a calm, yet insane smile. I just tried getting the chains off even more. "Deadlox… Deadlox…" The man quietly called. Ty didn't answer, his skin seeming drained of any life at all, just flesh and bone. "What about you, hmn?" The man continued, suddenly in front of me, tilting my head up to face him by my chin. "So much power in those eyes, so much confidence they're filled with when you have control over the situation at hand. Well, how do you feel now?" He demanded, tossing my head to the side as he walked back to Ty.

"Leave him alone…" I whispered, already out of breath, as if the air had been stolen from my lungs entirely.

"Oh Sky, you simply must understand." The man retorted, lifting Ty by a fist full of hair as Ty's face filled with a faint pain, his eyes still closed. "You can't stop what's coming. Not for Deadlox." The man paused, throwing Ty to the side as his body dissolved to nothing, disappearing as the man never broke eye contact. "And not for you. When Deadlox turns 20 next year, I assured you, all hell will break loose for him. And you won't be able to control it; you won't be able to save him anymore. You'll simply have to watch. Do what you can for now, have the greatest time in the world for all I care, because after Deadlox turns 20, you'll never see him again."

I shot up, breathing heavily, but quickly focusing my attention on the mass next to me. I gently examined him, as to not wake his peacefully sleeping body. Nothing. I sighed, kissing his cheek as I pulled him into my lap, breathing in the scent of his dirty hair, the scent musky like the early morning dawn.

"I'm not loosing you again…" I whispered, holding him tighter. "Never." I placed a hand on his cheek, withdrawing it as he shifted, burying his face into my chest as he sighed happily, lost in his head, asleep and adorably innocent looking. The covers shifted, Blaze popping his head out from underneath after crawling up, yawning like a dog and making me chuckle. "You'd protect Ty, wouldn't you Blaze?" He barked; his tail beating against my leg as he wagged it. "Good, now get out from under there, you'll wake Ty up." I argued. He crawled out from under the covers and went to my right side, lying down; his body warm and comforting.

Humming softly as my fingers delicately roamed his soft skin, I sighed, wanting an answer. My vision shifted to the bracelet. I stared at it for the longest time, wanting to take it from him, but not wanting to upset him. It's nearly the 1st period of the 4th season, and after this season Ty's birthday is only a month or two away. I have the cold with him, and then he's gone… I felt tears begin to build in my eyes, biting my bottom lip until blood began to drip like rain off the roof, or water from a sink.

"What if I can't protect him?" I asked, holding Ty closer as the blood slowly ran off my chin, racing water soon following. "What if I lose him?" Blaze whined, sitting up and licking the blood from my face, a sad look on his long face. "What if I can't protect him?" I repeated. Blaze barked, lightly nipping at my neck, as if he were trying to reassure me everything would be alright. I just began to break down, holding Blaze as close to me as he could be, Ty even closer than he was. Blaze whined, trying to calm me down, despite the fact he probably wouldn't even understand. "You're such a loyal dog… Hazel needs you Blaze, she cares about you; you need to go back to her before she begins to think you're dead." I informed him with a pathetic smile, trying to dry my eyes as more tears continued to form.

He didn't move for the longest time, eventually getting up and leaving the room. I took in a shaky breath, slipping out from under the covers, getting dressed and going into the bathroom. I removed my sunglasses, staring at my eyes. They seemed dim, dimmer than they should be. I took in a deep breath, putting my sunglasses back on and leaving the bathroom, finding Ty sitting up, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. I smiled. When he opened his eyes, he found me and smiled pathetically.

"Good morning." I quietly stated, pulling him into my arms.

"Good morning." He yawned. "I had the best dream last night…" He mumbled, burying his face into my shoulder.

"What happened?"

"We were happy, so happy, and we adopted a kid and were married…" He paused, yawning again. My throat closed up, but I didn't stop smiling. "And we had a beautiful house in a great area, and Jerome and Mitch were married, and Ian was married, and Jerome and Mitch had a kid, and everything was perfect…" He determined, happily sighing. I began to wipe at the tears before they fell from my face.

"That sounds great." I managed without choking on my voice.

"I know; I wish it were real, that'd be the best day of my life…"

"The best day of your life, huh?" I want you to be happy…

"Mmn hmn…" He hummed, sitting up as he stretched. I sighed, standing up with him and gathering his clothing, handing the pile of cloth to him; following him downstairs after he dressed. "We should get you home…" He sighed, frowning sadly as he watched me finish my breakfast. I frowned intently, looking at him.

"To hell with leaving, you're coming with me." I argued, pulling him into a kiss.

"But-"

"You aren't leaving my sight ever again." I insisted, deepening the kiss as he melted against me, softly moaning to this sudden control. "Never. If I leave, you'll leave." I mumbled, my voice muffled.

"Adam-"

"Ty, I don't want to waste time anymore, I want to spend every second of my life with you, don't make-"

"Adam, I'd love too." He interrupted, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss further. "God, you're so sexy…" He groaned as I pushed him against a wall, lifting him up. He wrapped his legs around my waist, his muscles stiff and tight against my body. I broke the kiss off, searching his neck for his sweet spot. When he moaned loudly, I knew I'd found it, biting him hard as he continued with his song.

"Damn it Ty…" I huskily stated, moving back to his lips and taking his bottom on between the two rows of teeth in my mouth, lightly 'massaging' it. I let his lip go, both of us out of breath. He leaned against me, tried looking; he even sounded tired.

"I have a headache." He mumbled, yawning. "And it's still early…" He whispered, nuzzling my chest like a child as he drifted in and out of sleep.

"Don't worry, I'll take us home." I insisted. "I have a mage friend who can teleport us there and back."

"Ok…" He murmured as he fully fell asleep. I sighed, inhaling his sweet, sweet aroma before pulling out my little crystal. "My mark." I basically breathed, Ty's smell becoming intoxicating. Once more, the familiar butter particles consumed me, but instead of butter consuming Ty, a dark obsidian purple and black consumed him, his skin seeming to get a bit paler. I blacked out, soon awaking with Ty in my arms, sitting up and carefully lifting his still peaceful, undisturbed body.

I walked over the hill and to the house, looking in through the back door, using my foot to knock. A few seconds later Jerome, Mitch, and Ian all emerged from the kitchen, smiling and getting the door. I set Ty on the couch with a frown on my face, upset.

"Is everything alright?" Ian questioned, Mitch and Jerome examining the hickey I'd put on Ty's neck earlier.

"We have a problem."