(A/N: Feelsfeelsfeelsfeelsfeelsfeels!!)

FireSpark's POV

I climbed the hill to stand beside Ian. On the horizon the moon was slowly rising and it bathed the terrain in a gentle, pasty glow. "Ian?" He turned to me, blue eyes soft and yielding in the moonlight. "Yes FireSpark?" I leant against his shoulder. "I'm not gonna ask you if you're ok cus I know by now the answer will be no." He chuckled. "You're learning." I smiled, entwining my fingers with his. He sighed. "It gets harder to hold on, you know? But...easier to let go." I nodded, remembering how hard I found it to overcome my wolf. "I understand." He looked at me sideways. "You do?" I nodded. "Remember? I'm a werewolf." He looked so despondent, my heart went out to him. I stepped in front of him and leaned my back against his chest. Ian wrapped his arms around me and we both gazed out at the moon, rising higher into the sky. I thought he was talking to himself when I realised he was actually singing to me. In a soft, barely audible murmur, but a song nevertheless.

"When you feel you're alone,

Cut off from this cruel world,

Your instincts telling you to run,

Listen to your heart,

Those angel faces,

They'll see to you, they'll be your guide,

Back home;

When life,

Leaves us blind,

Love keeps us kind,

It keeps us kind."

I closed my eyes and listened to the rustling of the leaves above us. I never wanted this moment to end. A minute where there was no pain, no hurt, no fear, only us, and the moon.

"When you've suffered it all,

And your spirit is breaking,

You're growing desperate from the fights,

Remember you're loved,

And you always will be;

This melody will bring you right, back home...

When life,

Leaves us blind,

Love keeps us kind,

When life,

Leaves us blind,

Love keeps us kind..."

I listened to his heartbeat in the silence of the night. In our camp Mitch could dimly be heard snoring. I smiled. From what I've heard, he was a really bad snorer. We both stiffened when we heard Sky shout, but he was just telling Mitch to shut up. We both chuckled at that. Both of us were silent once more, then SSundee sighed heavily. "I've not been entirely straight with you FireSpark." I frowned and turned in his arms so I could see his face. It was streaked with tears. "Derp got the better of me before any of this happened." My eyes widened. "You mean...this has happened before?" He nodded. "I could overpower him back then though, he wasn't really a threat to me...but...there was this one time, when..." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "You see, I-I used to have another girlfriend...her name was Maddie." I could sense something bad was about to happen. "I've never told anyone this before." He whispered hoarsely. I leant my head against his chest. "You can tell me Ian. You know I won't judge you." There was silence, then: "I tried to protect her, but...you know Derp. He wouldn't give up. H-he wanted me suffer...and...she..." He broke down and I realised there was a dark reason why I was his girlfriend now and not Maddie. "It's ok...you don't have to tell me." Ian took a shaky breath. "No, I need to tell someone. I've kept this a secret for 10 years. 10 years since I realised I had a psychotic alter ego. Since then..." I waited patiently while he steadied himself, then: "He tore her apart...right in front of me." I stiffened, my insides icing over as Ian continued. "I-I couldn't look away. It was the one time I couldn't overpower him. H-he was too strong. I can still hear her dying screams to this day." I wrapped my arms around him, tightening my grip, hoping to console him in some way. "Oh my god...Ian...I..." He was suddenly silent and I had a horrible image of Derp's crooked eyes staring down at me. I lifted my head and saw he had his eyes closed tightly, as though trying to block out the horrendous memories that haunted him. Poor Maddie. "I'm scared FireSpark." He whispered to me "I nearly killed you today. If I lost you..." I knew I was the only thing keeping him from letting go of his conscious. It was a heavy burden to bear for the both of us. "Ian?" He looked down at me, blue eyes glistening with tears. "Yes FireSpark?" I rested my forehead against his chest again and heard his heartbeat reverberating through my skull. "I won't let Derp kill me. He'll never get the chance." He threaded his fingers through my hair and rested his hand at the base of my neck, lifting my head up once more so my amber eyes met his. "I need to know this FireSpark. If it ever gets bad...if he ever...takes over for good...I need to know that you'll do it. That you'll pull the trigger and end it." My eyes widened. "No, I couldn't kill you Ian." He bit his lip, forcing back the tears threatening to overwhelm him. "Please FireSpark, when my time comes...Sky won't do it...Mitch wouldn't...please." I tried to avert my eyes, but failed miserably. I felt the tears trickling down my face, but I didn't care. "I-I will." He nodded and we stood there for a moment, staring into each other's eyes in doubt and fear, then, I stood on tip-toes and my lips brushed his. "I love you Ian." A moments silence, then: "I love you too FireSpark."

Sky's POV (OH GAHD, TOO MANY FEELS, NOT ENOUGH BLOOD!)

After I yelled at Mitch to shut the hell up, I turned over and tried to get back to sleep...unsuccessfully. I sighed and rolled onto my back, staring up at the sky. Huh, Sky staring at the sky. I wasn't good with metaphors and stuff, but I think that was irony. I tended to leave that sort of stuff to smart people. I knew my fans were probably worried sick about me, not to mention Ian's. Mind you, I bet he's lost at least 500 subscribers with all the rumours about him circulating at the moment. I strained my ears to pick up the forest noises. I wondered if any wild baccas still inhabited these biomes. Probably not. I heard a soft murmur coming from the hill we were camping by. I sat up and saw FireSpark and SSundee standing together at the top of it. The moonlight caught Ian's face and I caught my breath as it reflected off of the tears staining it. They exchanged a few more words and FireSpark seemed upset, then she nodded reluctantly, agreeing on something. They didn't say anything for a moment, then FireSpark went on tip-toes to reach Ian's height, leaning in. I looked away and stared at the Canadian instead. He was curled up by the dying fire, chewing absentmindedly on his thumb in his sleep. I smiled, rolling my eyes as I did so, before laying back down again. I wondered what our friends had been talking about. I remember about 9 or so years ago, Ian took Maddie out for the day. We didn't see him for a week or so and we joked that they'd eloped. Then Ian returned, minus Maddie, covered in blood and looking like he'd seen Death himself. It had scared the crap out of us. Suddenly, I thought of something. What if Derp had made himself known before, but Ian had been strong enough to fight back? A layer of ice coated my insides as I came to anther realisation. What if Derp had murdered Maddie, and forced Ian to watch? What if he did it again, but with FireSpark? I tried not to image the last thing Maddie would've seen. Blood probably, mangled limbs, and those eyes. The eyes that haunted my dreams and waking thoughts. Those crooked, merciless, burning eyes...

Mitch's POV (Ha! POV change people!)

I was surrounded by a thick red mist. The wound on my leg had reopened and I was scared. I called Sky's name and FireSpark's. Anyone's name I could think of to call. No reply. My leg was burning and my vision kept flickering. "S-SSundee?" To my surprise a figure stepped out of the mist, face hidden from me. Colours warped and faded around me. I was in a cobbled streets. The lifeless corpses of dead players were scattered around me. Sky was standing beside me, horror and fear written across his face. I knew this. It lived in a dark home in the deepest recess of my mind; I had buried it away, hoping to suffocate it. But it had returned to haunt me. As expected, Ian lifted his head, but it was different this time. His eyes were straight and brimming with tears. "Help me Mitch! End it!" I knew what he meant, but I couldn't do it, not to Ian. "No, I can't! You're my friend!" He fell to the ground and his features contorted in pain as his eyes turned outwards. Sky ran to him and I cried out a warning. "Sky, no! He's not Ian! Stop!" I couldn't move. My leg was burning intensely and I looked down. Blood was seeping across it. Sky's scream echoed in my ears as Derp stood up, ripping the bloody sword out of Sky's chest. Tears streamed down my face as he came towards me, crooked eyes narrowed. "Time to die Mitch. You had your chance to put a stop to Ian's suffering, but you chose the easy way out, didn't you?" His voice was hoarse and strangled, grating on my eardrums. My heart beat an erratic tattoo and sweat broke out on my back as he pressed the tip of the sword to my heaving chest. "No, p-please Ian." He smiled sadistically. "I'm not Ian." The soulless metal tore through skin, muscle, tissue; gouging out my heart and destroying my insides. I fell to my knees, my weakened heart still pumping the blood out of me. I was dying. The last thing I would see was Derp staring down at me, murder and bloodlust in his crooked eyes, watching me drown in a pool of my own blood. He wrenched the sword out of me and I screamed as my own heart came out with it. I clutched at the ragged hole of mangled entrails that had been my chest. My vision flickered again and I saw Sky lying on the bloody cobblestone a few chunks away, his stomach ripped open and his eyes glazed over. Suddenly, a violent shudder jolted through Derp's body and he fell to the ground. His eyes straightened and Ian stared at me in horror. "Why Mitch...why didn't you put an end to it?..." I couldn't answer, and I died knowing I would never be able to console my broken friend...

I awoke with a strangled scream and and clutched at my clothes. They were whole. There was no mangled mess of blood and entrails dangling out of me. "Jeez Mitch! Are you ok?!" I flinched. "I-I had a bad dream..." Sky frowned. I'd never seen his eyes before. They'd always been hidden away behind his shades. They were the colour of butter, with slit-eye pupils like a cats that dilated in the fire light. The iris' were blue with flecks of green and yellow in them. No wonder he hid them. People must've stared at him a lot as a kid. I blinked, realising I too was staring and quickly looked away. Sky raised his eyebrow. "Must've been a pretty bad dream for you to wake up screaming, huh?" I gulped. Sky sighed. "If it makes you feel any better, I've barely slept too. When I do sleep, it's often accompanied by nightmares." I look at him. "Really?" Sky snorted and added in a dark tone: "Yeah, and guess what they're about." Then he turned over onto his side and I was staring at his back. I sighed heavily. We were all having nightmares thanks to Derp SSundee. But that recent one had faced me with a dilemma. Would I save Ian, or take the easy way out?...