In the dead of night a woman ran down the streets in the rain carrying a child in her arms. She was crying. She looked scared. Her child, a tiny new born baby boy was asleep in a blanket but also terribly sick. The woman ran to the hospital and handed her baby to the first doctor she saw "help him! Please help him!" she begged. The doctor took one look at the child and took the infant to intensive. The mother left the hospital but as she left she was shot by the man she was running away from. Doctors tried to save her but she was gone. Her last words were."take care of my Mark". The infant was cared for by the nurses and raised with another infant named dark. The two were put in an orphanage when they were a year old and as they grew older dark protected Mark. Now they were young adults. Living together in a small apartment. They were also boyfriends. One day dark was cleaning up and he found a photo album and looking through it he remembered way back. When they were infants and Mark was put in his incubator. The way they looked at each other....and he couldn't help but smile as he saw how much they had been through together...
Credit to: Howlingclaudeen_wolf
