Jack breathes heavily as he ran faster through the forest, unknowing of what was following him through the maze of trees. All he knew was that it wasn't human.
Jack swallowed as he continues his run, ordering himself to not look back. But despite his best efforts, he looked cautiously over his shoulder.
Crimson eyes peering through the veil of darkness. This only prompted Jack to go faster, but as he did, his a ankle twisted, sending Jack tumbling to the floor. Jacks cold hands wrapped around his blue ankle, which was facing the completely wrong way.
'This is it..' Jack thought, looking into the darkness as the red eyes approach. He closed his eyes before blacking out.
Marks POV:
Mark stood up, worried. Jack hadn't returned from his 'Walk'. He walked into the kitchen and splashed water over his face.
He couldn't....he had too....he had to make sure Jack was safe. He sighed and ran up the stairs, trying jacks phone a few more times.
No answer. He frowned, feeling suddenly sick.
What if he had been attacked...murdered even.. He had to.
There was no other way. Mark signed and shakily spoke into the darkness
"I need your help...."
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My Darkest Days
FanfictionA story about Jack trying to get to grips with anti as he becomes more powerful. And Mark trying to find out what the hell was going on!!
