The Life of the Vein {The Magic Blood Trilogy 2}

Chapter 5

James's Perspective

"I think Michelle may be in in danger," I told Nathan.

"What do you mean? Can you sense that she's hurt?" Nathan questioned me. He was now starting to worry about Michelle.

I got up from the mattress and explained my 'dream' to Nathan.

"Duuuuuuude. Wow, you had a rough night," Nathan responded to me after I recited my whole dream.

"I'm just scared to tell Mackenzie. She would kill me if I let anything happen to Michelle," I buried my head into my hands.

I heard the cabin door open, and Dylan walked in. He was wearing blue jeans, a blue t-shirt, and his red American Eagle sneakers. His sneakers looked just like Michelle's gray Vans. "Hey guys, what's going on?"

Nathan had a hand on my right shoulder, and I raised my head from my hands and looked at Dylan, his mid-dark brown eyes dilated with worry. "Guys, what's wrong?"

"Last night, I had a dream that Skylaa killed Michelle, and it was all my fault," I answered Dylan.

Dylan sank to the ground, so he was eye level to me. "Don't worry, we'll find her. I'm sure of it. She knows how to take care of herself. We'll find her perfectly healthy, I'm sure of it." Dylan helped me to my feet and he walked towards the cabin door.

"Oh Dylan!" I spoke to Dylan. "Would you mind not saying anything to Mackenzie for me?"

"I got you bro," he answered me.

Just as he was going to open the cabin door to go to the kitchen, Dylan fell to the ground.

Nathan swooped in and caught him. I moved to sit next to Dylan on the ground. I looked down at Dylan and I could see blood seeping into his shirt.

"Dylan what's going on?" I asked him while lifting up his shirt so I could see the location of his wound.

"Well things are getting kinky in here aren't they," Dylan said.

"Just because I lifted your shirt, doesn't mean that I want to smash with you," I provoked.

"There could be people here who want to smash with him," Nathan spoke.

I slapped Nathan on his right arm. "Could you stop being gay for one minute?"

"Definitely not," Nathan answered me while smiling.

Once we got out a quick laugh we proceeded to the matter at hand.

All that I could see on Dylan's torso was a 6 pack and there was a pool of blood coming out of the section where his heart was located.

Carefully I reached for the pool so I could inspect the blood. As soon as I touched it Dylan screamed in pain.

"Are you okay?" I asked Dylan.

"Clearly not dude," he answered.

I tasted the blood that was on my finger. It was AB Negative.

"What blood type did you say you were, Dylan?" I asked.

"O Positive," Dylan answered.

Holy crap.

"James, what's going on?" Nathan asked me with concern.

"Type AB Negative is..." I got stopped by Dylan screaming.

"MICHELLE!" Dylan screamed.

Dylan then died in Nathan's arms.