Help Me

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Dark's POV

I got up from the place where Mark laid. His despair coursing through my vains. I looked over Jacks body. He was out.  The poor man. I actually felt bad. I gently slapped him at first. "Anti. Wake up." He didn't even stir. "Anti!" I slapped slightly harder.  I raised my hand,  ready to slap him once again. As my arm went down it was stopped, inches from slapping his face.

"I'm up!" He yelled,  digging his nails into my arm. I swiftly pulled it away. "We've got business to do." He nodded,  knowing exactly what i was talking about. He got up and started pacing. "Scene of the crime is the best place to start." I nodded and we left.

Police still surrounded the area. "Hold up. What are you doing?" A police officer put his hand in my chest. "Remove your hand. " "Listen buddy. This is a crime scene. You can't be here." I rolled my eyes and threw him into a wall. The rest of them started coming towards us. "You'll be next if you get in my way."

Anti laughed and stepped out of the shadows. "You better listen to the man. He's scary when you don't." I glared at him as he chuckled.  They backed off  and we entered. The dead fetus lay on ground. I sighed. "They were so excited.... same... we would've been fathers too Anti." I clicked my tongue. I closed my eyes allowing myself to see a bit into the future. "129" The number appeared in every vision. 

"Come Anti. I know where to find him." 

Anti's POV

I rolled my eyes. "You're not the boss of me Dark." My head twitched. He shot me a look, a look like he would kill me. I laughed. "You don't have the balls. You're a pussy." He swiftly was over, holding my neck against the wall. "You'd do best not to piss me off Anti. You'll end up dying a second time." "Fuck... off... you.. prick." I said between my ever so escaping breathes. I heard a snap then everything went dark. 

When I woke I had a sharp pain in my neck. "Your revival time is slower. You were out for two hours." Dark stood over me straighting his suit. "Now. Let's go." I groaned and stood up. My neck hurt like a bitch. "You motherfucker.." I clenched my teeth. "You'd do Well to respect me. I don't wanna break your neck again, but I will until it gets through your ridiculous head." He he,d the color of my shirt and started at me. 

My fists clenched ready to strike him when he kissed me. My eyes widened. He was rough. I felt his tongue work it's way around my mouth. He pulled back and turned without looking at me. "Now. Quit being a pussy and let's go." I wipped some of his salvia off the corner of my mouth. And trudged after him.

Darks POV

The number, 129, kept bouncing through my brain. Gold numbers on a red brick wall. There were hundreds of those. For to many to check.

  He's probably long gone by now... doesn't matter... I will kill him. Blood will be shed

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