Who Needs a Diary When You Have a Demon?

Gerard had been disappointed with the message he found on the mirror when he returned home, but was glad for the meeting reminder. It had gone well and Dark Horse had approved his comic series and Gerard had two weeks to personally select his team from a group of candidates. Mikey had been ecstatic when Gerard had told him the news and taken him out to celebrate with drinks and good food.

They may both have had a bit more to drink than Gerard first thought. He and Mikey were both stumbling down the sidewalk, giggling uncontrollably. Everything was so much funnier since they started drinking earlier in the night. Everything was more wobbly too. Gerard swore this footpath didn't move so much when they used it on the way to the bar.

"Woah! Look Gee, there's a cat!" Mikey said to his brother.

Gerard looked to where he was pointing and there was indeed a fluffy white cat sitting on a low fence. The brothers both made 'awwwww' sounds when the cat stretched and yawned.

"I wanna pat it Mikey", Gerard said before moving towards the cat quickly.

Mikey tried to grab him but Gerard made it to the cat, giving it a scratch behind the ears. The cat purred for a short amount of time before deciding that Gerard was boring and needed to leave. So the cat did what any cat would do, it scratched Gerard across the arm before hissing and running off.

This movement shocked Gerard, causing him to move backwards and fall into a prickly bush. Unfortunately for Gerard, the bush was on the top of a slope, leaving him with nothing to stop him falling down the hill and into a creek. He groaned as he tried to sit up but movement was kinda painful, especially in this left leg. He could hear someone calling his name and shuffling noises come from the direction he fell from before he felt Mikey's hands turning him slowly onto his back. They both groaned with the effort that it took and breathed heavily for several minutes. When Mikey got his breath back, he grabbed for his phone and called for an ambulance, neither of them were in any state to get up the slope by themselves.

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Mikey sat in a chair beside his brother's hospital bed with an I.V. in his own arm. Gerard was on the bed snoozing on and off. Neither of them had been seriously hurt, but they weren’t quite sober yet and were waiting for the doctor to come and tell them what was going on and when they could leave. When Gerard had fallen, he had landed on his leg and it was extremely sore and swollen, and he also had a large cut on his arm from where the cat scratched him. Apparently, the doctors needed to run more tests because the wound was probably infected from dirt and Gerard could become sick because he’s allergic to the thing that scratched him.

“Stupid cat”, Gerard mumbled to his hands in his lap.

“More like ‘Stupid Gerard’”, Mikey pointed out. “What the hell were you thinking?! ‘Oh look a pretty cat, that I’m highly allergic to, I shall go touch it when it may bite me and make me sick!’”, he yelled.

Gerard looked down in shame. He was glad that he could blame a large part of his lack of thinking on his drunkenness, he would hate to have to admit to everyone that he was sober when it had happened. Mikey could see that his brother was upset, it had been the first time the two had gone out together since Gerard got sober and they were both sad that it had ended badly. Mikey was worried that Gerard would retreat back into himself, taking the accident as a sign that he shouldn’t go out. Mikey didn’t think he could handle Gerard’s old self resurfacing.

Just as he was about to comfort his brother, the doctor walked in.

“Hello, I’m Doctor Hurley. I understand you both had a bit of a fall?” He said to the brothers.

“Gerard had the fall, I slipped down after him”, Mikey said when it became clear Gerard was too nervous to speak to the doctor.

Doctor Hurley nodded and began reading over the notes he had, checking various beeping machines in the room, checking Gerard’s temperature and inspecting his arm and leg. The doctor also checked Mikey’s scrapes and bruises, making ‘hmmmmm’ noises as he went.

Andy had been confused when he walked into the room and sensed the dark aura. There were no demons actually present in the room, and neither of the two patients showed signs of possession upon first glance. So he went about checking their injuries as well as looking for demon marks. The younger of the two in the chair only had smudges of the dark aura on him, mainly on his hands and bits in his hair hanging like spiderwebs that clung on for dear life. He decided the young one was not the source of the aura. The older on was a different story.

While the younger appeared as he had walked through a black web, he looked like he had been painted with black in most areas. His cheeks, hands, arms, clothes and hair were all covered in shimmery splotches of black. Upon Andy’s inspection of the patient, he found a mark on his neck, a possession mark. This wasn’t a mark of a demon inhabiting his body, more like a claim as if he was a restaurant table that was reserved. This concerned Andy as the man would’ve had to have been in contact with a demon for an extended period, which could be very bad for him.

The doctor stood back from the two brothers and cleared his throat.

“Everything looks fine on you Sir”, he said as he gestured at Mikey, “But you will need to remain overnight”, he said to Gerard. “I understand you were attacked by a cat and are allergic, so we would like to monitor for infection over the next 24 hours”.

Gerard and Mikey both sighed. Neither liked the idea of Gerard staying in the hospital overnight, but arguing with the doctor wouldn’t do any good. Gerard nodded and lay back against the pillows to get comfortable. The doctor left to escort Mikey out and to “get something to help with your problem” he had said. Gerard had no idea what that had meant but he shrugged it off.

The doctor soon returned with a green liquid that he instructed Gerard to drink. He did and it made his neck tingle and head feel heavy. He fell asleep quickly after that.

~~~~~

Frank returned from hell just before midnight expecting to see Gerard curled up in bed. But he wasn’t. Frank frowned, trying to remember if Gerard was supposed to be somewhere but he couldn’t think of anything. He guessed he would just have to wait for Gerard to come home. He could always track Gerard using the mark on his neck, but he let his human have privacy until Frank became over concerned and went looking for him.

“The mark should keep him safe”, Frank whispered to himself.

He hoped it was true…..

Notes

Ok so I know it's been a while (a really long while) but my computer decided to be evil and basically implode..... So I had to take it to apple and they wiped it cause school stuff was slowing it down or something.

I've also started writing 2 long fics and have planned a huge pirate story that will be huge for me to write.

I'll try not to forget to update this some time soon :)