Hey everyone! I would just like to say a few things before we get to the store. I promise i won't drag this on to long...first, It's been a long while since i've written anything. so be gentle. as i've told people in previous stories i've done i know my spelling and grammar suck. I'm not here to get a gold star on my spelling and grammar. I'm just here to have some fun writing a story. that's it. so if you're one of those people where bad grammar just drives you nuts... Leave now. Just don't read the story. You will not hurt my feelings.

Also i do have a spell check, but i know typos happen. So if you find any feel free to point them out. I'll try to fix them. Thanks! (But please don't point out any grammar mistakes. I'm begging you. There is no hope for it!)

In all seriousness though, I did try my best. So be easy on me.

Second, i've been playing with this idea for a pretty long while now. please let me know what you think. i kinda have and idea where i want this to go. but if you have any thoughts or ideas, throw them at me. or if you don't like where i go with something, let me know that also. i really just have a rough outline for this, so any and all ideas are welcome.

Lastly, i'm not sold on the name i put on this. i wanted something more unique and/or creative, but i couldn't think of anything. so if anyone has got any ideas for that let me hear them! I think that's all i got for you guys. So here's what you really came her for!

Chapter One

"Left!" I Shouted. Shoving my younger brother down a dark alley. Not sparing a second to look over my shoulder. "Keep moving, Jeremy!"

"Elena-"

"Don't Jeremy, just keep moving." I said, cutting off what he was about to say.

Coming to the end of the ally we took a sharp right down a busy street. Good, a lot of people meant we could easily get lost in the crowd. I ignored the looks from people as we ran through the large crowd. Making a split second decision, and pushing Jeremy toward a packed bar.

"Restroom?" I asked the bartender breathlessly.

The bulky man gave me a strange look before pointing us in the right direction. Grabbing Jeremy by the wrist and pulling him toward the back of the bar. Where I swiftly dragged him into the women's restroom; ignoring the way his face twisted in annoyance. I locked the door as soon as it was closed behind us, thanking the universe that no one was in here right now.

"What are we gonna do? They've never gotten this close!" Jeremy sounded like he was on the verge of a panic attack. Which honestly wouldn't surprise me.

"I don't know, Jer." I said pacing the small space.

"Well we can't exactly stay here forever."

"I know Jeremy. Just give me a minute!"

"Elena, What if you-"

"No!" I shouted before taking in the shocked expression that crossed Jeremy's face. "I'm sorry, Jeremy." I said, taking a deep breath to calm myself. "We can't use our abilities. If we did we would be leaving a direct trail for Trackers to find us. And as you know, that would be as good as signing our own death certificate."

Trackers are a group, formed by the government, of people with the gift of Tracking other gifted people. People like Jeremy and I. There are also Seers who can see future events. Which is why escaping the two that are after us right now was so tricky. Because they can see pretty much any decision I make.

I looked around the small two stall bathroom. Desperately trying to find a way out of our seemingly hopeless situation.

"Elena."

"I know." I whispered, defeated. "It's the only option we have. I just really hope it doesn't get us killed."

Jeremy sighed, "We'll be killed if we don't."

They're are some 'gifts' that are more common: control of one or more of the elements, mind reading, super speed or strength, flight. Then there are gifts that are less common: mediums, mind control, illusions, and telekinesis among a few others. I can cast illusions and Jeremy can see and talk with the dead. Both are rare gifts which makes us high priority captures, as far as the government is concerned. Which means Jeremy and I have been on the run ever since our gifts first manifested five years ago. Mine came first on my 13th birthday, then Jeremy's came a year later.

Suddenly a banging started on the bathroom door. We're out of time. Instantly I felt the tingling of my power coursing through my body. A second later the bathroom door flung open and two people stepped into the small space. One male and one female, both insanely attractive. They looked like everyday people, but we knew better. They were seers.

"Check the stalls." The female seers ordered.

The male whent to do as ordered, walking right passed Jeremy missing his shoulder by a hair. My illusion was firmly in place making it look like the bathroom was empty when in reality we were standing right in plain sight.

"Nothing. They're not here Julia." The male said.

"That's impossible." Julia spat.

"Isn't that what we deal with everyday? The impossible?"

"Shut up, Michael." Julia groaned while shaking her head in irritation. "Call it in. Get some Trackers in here ASAP."

The couple turned to walk out of the room, Micheal already had his phone out dialing a number.

As soon as the seers were out of my line of sight I let the illusion drop.

"We have to get out of here." Jeremy whisper/shouted.

"I know that, Jeremy!" I said walking to the door and peeking around the side to make sure it was clear. "All right, follow me closely. Be ready to run if necessary." I pulled all the courage I could muster and stepped out of the bathroom, moving along the wall trying to stay in the shadows. Once we made it to the door of the bar we all but darted out of the building.

Jeremy and I made our way down the street, attempting to walk at a normal everyday pace, not wanting to draw any more unwanted attention. We turned the corner onto West Street. I checked over my shoulder to be sure we were not being followed, meaning I didn't notice the person directly in my path. I collided with a very solid chest which thoroughly knocked the wind out of me. Taking a few steps back to steady myself before I glanced up to see what i had collided with. A very attractive man with deep brown hair and dark eyes stood right in front of me with a devilish smirk. Also standing beside him was a cute mocha skinned girl with dark hair and chocolate brown eyes.

As soon as I regained my composure I spoke, "I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention."

"Clearly, darling." The man said in a thick british accent. "You seem rather distracted. Everything ok?"

"Yeah, we're fine. Just in a hurry." I uttered. "I'm sorry for running into you. But we really need to get going." I grabbed Jeremy's hand and moved to step around the couple only to have the man step right back in my path.

Now I was starting to feel like a caged animal, and I didn't like it. Something was off with these two.

"We don't want to hurt you or your brother Elena." The girl said.

How did she know my name?

The girl continued, "We're just here to help."

"What do you mean?"

"My name is Bonnie" The girl said. "And this is Kol. We have gifts, just like you two."