chapter 2

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Hi! the next few chapters will be a little short because it will be about (sorry forgot to say that they named the child... ups :3) Deiu growing up and all the scary, funny and memorable things that happen in that time :3 (they will always be over 300 words tho :D)

< 2 years later >

Jack 28 years: (at home)

I woke up realized something was off and checked my phone, 2:43 AM why did I wake up? Then I noticed... Mark is gone... I quickly ran to Dikte's room and there he was holding her in his arms I exhaled not realizing I had held my breath. Mark looked at me but something was wrong I just couldn't put my finger on it "well, well, well," he said but it didn't quite sound like Mark either. I got chills down my spine when I remembered... it was Dark... it was just so long ago since him and Anti showed up that I almost had forgotten them... but there he stood, holding our now 2-year-old daughter and he could do anything and I couldn't do anything to stop him. "Dark... put. her. down. now!" i said trying to stay calm "oh i just thought I'd give her a slice of the cake" he said and started laughing so Dikte woke up "pap?" she asked sending Dark a confused look "it's going to be fine" Dark said as dark smoke started to swirl up under them "trust me" Dikte nodded, turned her head to the side looking at me and she started smiling "see pap its dad" she said looking back at Dark with a serious look on her little face and I saw Dark... smiling? A real smile not one of his evil grins. At that moment I knew he wouldn't hurt her and I smiled. A minute passed and the smoke started to disappear and Dark put Deiu back in her crib. She was sleeping. Then Dark started walking against me and I felt a small panic starting to form but he just walked right past me and into our bedroom, I walked after him. He lay down and turn back into Mark who just looked at me "do you remember what happened?" I ask he shake his head and I know he is lying but he doesn't really seem like he wants to talk about it and we go back to bed quickly falling asleep. 

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