Andy sat motionless before you, starring blankly down at your bed sheets, silent. He hadn't muttered a single word for the last five minutes or so, you figured he was just letting everything set in, but he was starting to worry you.

"Andy?" You whispered, trying to break him out of his trance. "Andy, say something, please.." You lightly squeezed his hand that was tightly wrapped around yours & tried to get him to look at you.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking..." He softly responded, not moving an inch, he didn't even blink. His response was so quite, for a minute you thought your ears were just playing tricks on you.

Finally, he looked at you.

"Are you sure it wasn't just a dream? Are you sure your mind wasn't just playing tricks on you?" He asked, chewing lightly on his lip & gazing at you with troubled eyes. You shook your head, causing him to sigh.

"I've never had a dream that vivid before.. I can still feel his hands on my neck." You reached up with your free hand to rub you neck but flinched as soon as you made contact. You hissed & Andy's eyes widened.

"Pull your hair back.." He shifted into a kneeling position infront of you & lightly tipped your head to the side by your chin. As soon as the light hit your neck, he growled, a terrifying growl that caused your entire body to shudder. He suddenly jumped off your bed & began pacing around the room. He obviously saw something awful, you couldn't even imagine what it could have been. You stood & attempted to calm him, but he whirled on you before you could even get to him. He grabbed you roughly by the shoulders & his piercing yellow eyes bore into yours.

"What did he look like?" His voice was dark, & gravely, & to be honest.. Slightly frightening.

"Andy.." You whimpered.

"What did he look like??" He repeated, raising his voice.

"I don't know, he was wearing a cloak, I couldn't see anything.."

"Nothing? Nothing at all?" You shook your head sadly. He loosened his grip on your shoulders & his face softened a bit. "There wasn't anything rememberable about him? Nothing that would make him stand out?" You thought for a moment, trying to remember if you saw anything different about the cloaked stranger.

"He obviously wasn't human.. He was running around like The Flash, I could barely even see him.." You recalled.

"Well, that narrows it down a bit, but not much." He sighed, pushing pale fingers through his messy raven hair as he straightened up & began to pace again.

You went over the dream again in your head, trying to remember if you saw anything else odd about him. Then you remembered, his hands were bare when he grabbed you by the throat, & you tried to recall if his had a tattoo or a strange ring on or something. You began to pace aswell, wracking your brain.

*His hands were pale.. No rings, no tattoos.. There was something though, something on his wrist. A burn of some kind. Maybe a brand.."

"He had something on his wrist.. A brand I believe." You said, pasing your steps & turning to Andy. He stopped dead in his tracks & slowly turned to you.

"Did you get a good look at it? Could you see what it was?" He asked, you shook your head.

"Not really. It was a circle though.." You could see it in your head, but you could only see part of it, the rest was covered by the cloak. "With something in it.. Maybe a letter?" He took a couple steps towards you, a look of disbelief & maybe a little fear painted on his face.

"Was it an H?" He asked, voice low & slightly shaky. You thought about it for a moment, it was.. You noddedly slowly, & he turned white as a sheet.

"Andy?" You asked timidly & started walking towards him as he began to shake his head. "Andy, what is it?" He reached him & layed a hand on his upper arm. He slowly lifted his gaze towards you. His face & his eyes were drained of color, but there was an angry fire burning behind those pale orbs. Something was seriously wrong, he was terrified & pissed off beyond believe at the same time, & that made you worry.

"Are you sure?" He whispered, you nodded. "Are you absolutely positive?" His voice was full of fear, & anger, & sadness & mixed together. He was begining to scare you. You thought about it, for a long moment, making absolutely sure. Then once again, you nodded. "Shit.." He wrapped his arms around you & pulled you close to him before resting his head on your shoulder.

"Andy, you're scaring the Hell out of me. What's going on?" He paused, kissed the top of your head & inhaled deeply.

"He's.. A Hunter.." & Suddenly, your entire body chilled. He didn't need to explain, you knew what that meant.

"Please tell me you're joking.." You pleaded, desperately praying he was just pulling your leg.

"I wish I was. Unless that dream was just that, a dream, I'm afraid it's true. & From the looks of your neck, it definitely wasn't a dream.." He sighed.

"What do you mean?" He didn't answer, he just lead you over to the mirror you had hanging on your wall. Stepped behind you & pulled your hair back. Scared, you ever so slowly tilted your head to the side, afraid of what you'll find. All along the side of your neck, where his finger tips had dug into your flesh, were deep purple spots. Each also adorned with a bloody nail mark. You gasped, they were worse than you had thought. You lifted your gaze from your bruised neck to Andy's lagoon blue eyes, full of hatred & sadness as he stared at your purple spotted flesh. "What are we going to do?" You asked, turning to him.

"I don't know, what I do know though is, this Fucker's going to die. Even if I have to kill him myself. No one touches, my girl, EVER." He growled, his fangs peaking out from between his pink lips, & his eyes shifted back to demon like yellow. You were about to respond when your phone began to ring. You both turned to look at it at the same time.

"Unknown Number.." You whispered. He stomped over & picked it up.

"Look here, Mother Fucker.." He hissed. "You stay the HELL away from her. You have no idea who you're dealing with. Speak to her, touch her, you even LOOK at her ever again, & I will tear you limb from fucking limb. I've killed far worse then you before, taking care of you would be a piece of fucking cake. Stay away." His voice was demon like, raspy, deep. Straight up scary.

There was a long pause before you heard a stomache churning laugh. Imagine Satan's laugh, it was scarier than that. It turned your blood to ice & caused your heart to stop for a brief second. The line went dead & Andy looked at you with a look that scared you even more than the laugh.

"Alright, he wants to play? Let's play."

in thise, Darlin

Notes

Sorry guys if this is horribly written, it's once again early in the morning & I finally got time to put up a new chapter. None the less, hope you like it! Much love. xoxo