The pouring rain felt like it remained still. Yves stared at me, dumbfounded, while Ethan continued to snarls in the direction of the pond. The man before my eyes, let's another childish smile, while reached his arm toward me, calling once again my name, Natty.

"Fucking hell, what in the name of god; did your father put in those drinks?" Suddenly Yves voice echoed through the forest while I look at him raising my shoulders, thinking all this must be another dream I have, and in any moment I'll wake up, safe, in my apartment.

My eyes land on his arms and I realize, they were having a rusty color, and his fingers were ending with long and sharp black nails. They also have a snail's appearance, like his all body was put together, to complete him.

"It is this all a dream no?" 

I turn back toward Yves which started to rub his hands, having a vile grin on his face, making me to shudder, while all my body, craves to touch the man before my eyes, to dig my fangs in him and tear his flesh from his bones, wild and animalist.

Yves shook his head saying no; while I stood and stared back at the man before my eyes, but his appearance made him look as a teen. His spine practically pierced his skin, as some type of spikes are coming from his back, black mixed with blood and pieces of flesh.

He made a grimace, then his face was washed away by a smile as he tilted his head toward Ethan and his figure darkness. The boy let's out a whimper and hides behind Yves, holding him tight from his pants. I could feel his fear, but darkness as well from the creature before my eyes.

"Who are you?" Yves took the words from my mouth as he winks at me, but feeling more relaxed than I was. The wind rustles between the branches, as for behind in the distance; Emilian voice penetrated the silence of the forest and the tension. "Oliver?" He continued as he approached him, trying to touch his head, but backed off, showing up his fangs, black as his spikes and nails, sharp and longer than mine. From a liquid flowed down his chin, as his all body started to get in defense.

The lightning grazed before the sky. Making him to rub his eyes; calming him down as though nothing had happen. As a dim light flashed before his hazel eyes, which now took their real color shape. It felt like I was watching a butterfly wings, beating against the wind, a sunset in flames, vivid, innocently. But beyond that; the darken black eyes was engulfing the beautiful color, as strands formed a spider web in them.

"He is stupid?" Yves tells me as he lifts his hands above his head in surrender and more than annoyed. "I thought I might have found someone to fuck your brain out and take you out from your gloomy personality." My mouth drops. Instead of thinking how we should handle the problem we just got, he thought of what?

"Yves! We have more serious issues, than your worry for my virginity." I point my finger in front of me only to feel suddenly warm and wet, as the guy starts to suck it.

"Lollipop!" He said as he lick his chapped and dry lips, retracting his fangs, while another set of smaller teeth were visible on his palate, that had a dark green color.

"Seems someone, likes you." Snickering Yves told me while pat Ethan wet hair. I shook my head, hearing the voices approaching.

"We do not have time for this," I said as I rub my temple with both hands. "I thought you died," I flatly said as I gaze deep in his eyes as he pouts, but his attention span was worse than a five old kid. A rat ran between his legs only to be in a flash ripped in half, and his blood dripped straight in his mouth, alongside his innards, eating them raw.

"Hungry?" He asked me trying to pronounce the words well, as he licks his fingers, satisfied, crouching in front of me. "Big brother, told me to eat everything he gives me." He nods happily, making me frown, as I open my mouth to ask him what he just said, only to hear a branch snapped, making all to jolt.

"Oliver Theon Aeneas, you been a very bad boy."

We all turn, just to see the identical face, but healthy before our eyes. His hazel eyes penetrated through me, landing on the man that was standing before me, pouting, while holding from my shirt now.

"But, I felt my friend's presence near." Tangled words came from his mouth, letting all confused. "Do not call me Oliver, he's dead." Suddenly his voice tone changes becoming clear, as a snarl escaped his lips, standing up. He was slight taller than me, but his eyes color changed once again, bright blue, with black strands, like a vein ramifications and each had yellow dots. The guy let's out a sigh, while a noise is heard, and a yelp of pain makes us shudder, as Theon, falls in his knees, holding his neck.

"Bad boys are punished." He continued whipping his jacket from the rain.

"I'm not an animal to keep me in a cage." Theon or who the fuck he is continues. "Someday I will rip your head off, but I for now, respect the kid wish."

"Ah, yes, Oliver, stupid kid..."

I tried to open my mouth but nothing came up. Yves makes a sign to pull back slowly, trying to play stupid, like we have no idea what is happening here. The brother watches us under his umbrella until he clears his throat making all three to stop.

"How come none of you are terrified, of seeing him?"

We shrug, like morons, but my creatures knows well what she wants: to kill.

"Mother is being too demanding I see," Theon talks as I snap my head toward him and seeing him grinning as he licks his lips. Shaking he stands up and in one move we were face to face, feeling his grip behind my head, as our foreheads slashed.

"My name is Theon and I'm a boy that lives in darkness."

He only whispered as his memories flooded in my mind, taking over my mind, making me feel each of his pain and emotions. I let out a painful shout then all becomes bleak, while a voice, mine is heard...

I was back, in the camp, but was different now.