The Party At The Parade

Shit...

Zane (Pov)

It has been about a week since I've woken up here, but Mark has treated me ever so kindly. He said we'd be leaving once we were both fully ready, which yesterday we've both declared to be.

I heard the door creak open and in came Mark with a bag of... I have no idea?...

"Come on, we need to get going while the moon's still out. I have... things to... do...," his quiet voice laced with bitterness. Sorrow glazed his eyes, I hopped on his back and off we went.

The beautiful scenery of the woods swallowed us, yet somehow he navigated us out of the greenery. Soon enough we reach the city. When we landed, I got off his back and looked over to him. I felt gentle lips land on the top of my head along with a small hand. I looked at Mark with a look of bewilderment. Tears slid down his cheeks as he gave a soft smile, "I'll see you soon, my child, hopefully." With that he was gone.

I looked around searching for any sign of him, but there were none. After giving up looking for him I made my way slowly to the Police Station.

Vylad (Pov)

I walked along side with Dante as we went through the park. He wanted to get me out of the house, so he took me out for coffee and ice cream. For once in a long time I was happy... I may smile but that doesn't mean I exactly happy.

"You know, this was actually really nice. Maybe we, only if you want to, do this again sometime," Dante said with a small blush, My face felt on fire, h-he wanted to do this again?! My crush for two years enjoyed this!!!

"Um, sure. It would be nice," I smiled brightly.

"Grea-," he was silented by a loud bang. A rose bud bloomed on his shoulder. But soon that blossom began to melt and it drizzled down Dante's arm. He gripped his arm tightly, as an attempt to stop the river of red, and fell to hi knees.

"Well, well, well. The last Ro'meave. Boss's gonna reward us heavily." I looked up to see two fairly large men a few yards back.

"Come on, runt. You're out number, might as well give up." I stood there shaking in fear as they got closer. Soon they were almost arms length away before one tumbled to his knees. 

"Run Vlyad!," I heard Dante yell as he swung the branch in his hands at the other man, "RUN! GO!"

With that, I ran.