Sean's POV

My eyes opened, blinded by the harsh light coming through the window next to me. I looked out, dazed, and saw I was on a plane that was about to land. I frantically looked around and saw my bag next to me on an empty seat. The belt sign flashed and I buckled mine. I gripped my head trying to remember something, anything, on how I got here...wait...who..no..what was that thing?

I felt the plane jolt a little when its wheels touched the ground and I grabbed my bag off the floor. The pilot came on the intercom and did the normal spiel on how he hoped we enjoyed our stay. I unbuckled and I jumped up and went to the exit. The flight attendants smiled and ushered me off and into the long hallway. The dog that supposes to smell bombs started growling at me earning the attention of its owner. I looked at the dog and it suddenly stopped and whimpered.

"Must have been a long day huh buddy?" I grinned and the owner nodded and continued watching the oncoming passengers.

I quickly called Bob and told him I needed a ride to the hospital. It only took him twenty minutes to get here and I hopped in the back.

"What happened, Bob!?" He glanced at me.

"From what Tyler told me, they came home to find him...he was drinking a lot... They don't know why. " I stared at him.

"Bob you don't think Mark was -"

"NO! No...he's too strong for that."

"Then why?" He looked at me.

"I don't know."

Mark's POV

"Why do you try so hard?" Dark floated around resting his arms under his head, smirking.

I paced around looking for a way to wake myself up, "Because, Jackass, I have a life to get back to unlike you"  I growled.

He looked slightly taken aback at the venom in my words, and I shook my head and continued looking.

"There is no point Mark. I've been looking for years." He said with a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

"Well maybe you just didn't try hard enough." his eyes turned cold.

"You think I had a choice? I've been stuck here!" I glared back at him, my hair falling in front of my face slightly.

"Why did you even come and ruin my life, hm? TELL ME WHY I HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOUR SHIT!!!" Pink sparks started coming out of his eyes.

"I don't have to tell you anything, you insignificant little shit!" He grabbed the front of my shirt and hoisted me off the ground. I held onto his arm trying to pull away from his grip. He threw me across the void and I skidded on my side. My arm instantly started burning and I pulled myself to my knees. He walked forward and kicked me back down. I tried getting up again but he put his foot in the crook of my back.

The sound of a whip filled my ears and a bright pink light brightened the surrounding area. I looked behind me and my mouth hung ajar at the sight. He has grown a pair of huge neon pink wings. They appeared to be made of light and dragged on the floor as he walked. He raised one above his head and at its full extent, it looked like a warfstache. I shook my head mumbling no.

"Yeah, grovel like the weakling you are. You are fucking pathetic, you know that?" He grinned and quickly brought it down on my back.

I shrieked and gritted my teeth. I flinched as he brought another one down onto my back. He continued this until his wings tips just dripped with the blood soaking them. I just sat there, I could hardly feel it at this point. He rolled his shoulders and a pop followed it.

"Maybe you are stronger than I thought if you're still awake after that many lashings." I weakly raised my middle finger and grinned, wincing from the movement causing more pain in my back.

Tyler's POV

Marks heart monitor was going crazy and almost a dozen nurses gathered around him prepping him for something. I had to hold onto Ethan who was shaking so hard he could hardly stand. Kathryn and Wade were standing behind the window terrified. I pulled Ethan out and stood behind him, embracing him in a hug.

I heard full blown sprinting behind me and a flash of green went by me. The next thing I knew, Sean was kneeling next to Mark ignoring the nurse's objections. They finished what they were doing and wheeled him out of the room, Sean was rushing behind them but I grabbed his hand. He looked at me and turned towards the benches. He sat down and I put Ethan next to him.

Bob walked up to us and patted Sean on the back.

"Tyler, how you holding up?" My eyes widened.

I didn't even think of that.

I put on a smile and nodded, "I'll be fine. Mark is strong, it's not exactly his first hospital trip. He'll be fine." You're just making empty promises.

Bob looked at his watch, "Jack do you have a place to stay? There's a hotel next door if not." Jack looked like he had a headache.

"I wanna stay here and wait for Mark." He blinked.

"Jack there is no telling how long it'll take for Mark to get done here. Go get a room, get some sleep. You are right next door if something happens." Jack's eyes just lowered even more.

Ethan was asleep so I picked him up, "well I'm gonna head back to my room, I'm still technically a patient here. I'll let you guys know if something big happens." I gave a reassuring smile and wobbled back to my room with Ethan. I set him on the bed and crawled in myself.

Sean's POV
(Italics mean the third person)

I stood up gripping my head in pain, and with my bag in my hand, walked downstairs without saying anything to the others. I just walked to the hotel and got a room on the first floor. I got the key and went and found my way to the room. It was also close to the pool but that didn't matter right now.

I walked into my hotel room, rubbing my temples gently as I set my bag next to my bed, the damned headache was still there. I groaned quietly to myself.

"Damn this god awful headache just won't leave me alone..." I mumbled one of my eyes started twitching.

I rubbed it and scratched my nose. My finger felt wet so I looked at it. Blood covered it so I rushed into the bathroom to check. My nose was bleeding so I washed it off a little and put a tiny piece of toilet paper in it. I heard a knock on the door and some footsteps so I rush up to it and looked out the peephole. No one was there. I heard something fall in the bathroom so I ran back in there. The cup was in the sink so I put it back on the counter and looked up to see if the nosebleed stopped.

 As the green-headed Irish man looked in the mirror his blood ran cold when he stared at his eyes. His eyes were slowly swirling black and one of them was turning green. Fear hitting him like a train, he backed away from the mirror quickly. 

"W-what the fuck!?" I shrieked. My hands twitch a bit as I could feel something trying to crawl its way out of my body. 

With a loud, demonic, agonizing groan, an inky, black substance started pouring out of every orifice in Jack's head. He grabbed wildly at his neck, trying to stop the goop.

'Am I going to die? No! I can't! I won't! not yet...'

With his consciousness fading slowly, he caught a glimpse of the thing that ripped itself out of him. The thing from before stood right at his feet.

"My TuRn NoW jAcKaBoY~," It said and then everything went black as its laughter filled my head.

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Longest one yet!!!! Yes!

Ike out BYE BYE!!!