Chapter Five: Alien

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Nate stared at Sean with an open mouth. "No way. N-No way. He isn't." He said as he turned to the other YouTuber.

"Mark. Jack's alive. But...he's not human." Nate said to Mark, who in turn didn't believe him.

"I don't believe you." He replied, scoffing. Mark crossed his arms, his eyes full of distrust and disgust.

"You should. Feel for a heartbeat." Nate said calmly. Mark followed Nate's suggestion and did as told. There indeed was a heartbeat, right where it should be. It beat harder though, much faster than a normal human's. Was Sean in pain?

"His pulse is much quicker than mine. Weird..." Mark noticed. He poked Sean. "Hey Jack, please wake up."

Nate shook his head. Flashes of blood decorating the walls filled his head. He blinked, and it vanished. Was this a side effect of fusing with Natemare? It couldn't be.

"That's what I am going to do Nathan. Remember, I am NOT your ally in this. If anything, I'm your rival." Natemare casually spoke to Nate.

"Shut up." Nate mumbled, catching Mark's attention.

"Huh?" Mark asked.

"Nothing." Nate replied.

"Alright."

<At Hospital>
They teleported to the nearest hospital using Natemare's powers. It strained Nate to use them and every time he did use them, he saw those flashes again.

"DOCTOR DRAGI! WE HAVE A BALDY INJURED PATIENT!" A nurse yelled down a hallway. In minutes, a young lady with glowing red hair ran in.

"I'm Doctor Dragi. Please come with me." She said as she flashed a signal to Nate. Nate didn't understand, but Natemare did. Dragi was not a normal doctor. She worked with the secret paranormal unit. That sign told the demon what he needed to know.

But that wasn't important. Sean's health was. His heart was racing, now faster than any human could reach. Not even an Olympic runner could get their beat high enough to reach Sean's.

Dragi wheeled Sean past rows and rows of rooms, finally getting to a elevator. She pressed some buttons and off they went.

<Hours Later>
Sean was better. They still didn't know what he was though. Maybe that joke about being a Bossatronian was actually real.

Mark thought that to be true, but Nate highly doubted it. After all he'd been though, he'd have enough with paranormal entity's.

'We forgot about Purple!' Nate thought, alerting Natemare. Natemare was equally powerful as Purple, and wanted him dead. Nate saying that he's alive could ruin the demon's plans.

He had to fulfill them or he was toast.

Burnt toast.

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