IF YOU HAD A HEART YOU WOULD LOVE HER

The men made camp and settled down.

Owen and two other men went hunting to find anything to eat while the others stayed back to make watch and take notes on their surroundings.

Erik and Xaden went up ahead to explore the surroundings to be certain that there were no creatures of the night again.

Xaden felt the pain grip him and then he groaned.

"Xaden." Erik said placing his hand against him.

The pain hit Xaden hard again and Xaden struggled.

Erik rushed up to him and held him up. "Xaden what is it?" Erik asked.

Erik could feel him getting harder and harder, his entire body weighing him down more than usual.

Then Xaden looked up at him and then his eyes went pitch black.

Erik stared on in horror.

Xaden began to froth at the mouth but it was not foam saliva.

It was blood, black blood.

"Gods." Erik said.