A girl at age 11 just about 12 with harsh neon orange hair, electric green eyes, and 2 lost friends sighed. She could see where they were through their minds. But that didn't help the blind girl get to them any faster. A swift hand grabbed her shoulder while covering her mouth, not one of her friends. She knew because they were also being grabbed. She struggled as hard as possible, but to no avail. They held on tighter. A new mind entered hers and she saw herself struggling. The emotion that swam threw the mind was overpowering, pure hatred and bloodlust. 2 other minds entered hers with visions of her friends struggling. The same hate and blood lust went threw them all. When the life light of her blondish friend started to fade she noticed hers fading too. She went to gasp, but noticed that she couldn't breath. She searched with her mind for the blue blur that she new was coming. She didn't expect what she saw next. She couldn't find the purple or blue blob of her friends mind so she searched for the most blood lusting mind, the one that held her friends features in it's sight, the mind with a slight black tint. Her friends limp body was in the chocking girls views. The orange head started to go limp, her mind opened up to the world. The voices swarmed her mind. Her last thoughts were that of the mysterious minds; mates. The screech of a now 16 year old neon orange haired girl stretched for what felt like an eternity. The screeching of her blonde friend came and was soon joined with the fast and jagged gasping of a certain purple haired demon girl.

Silent tears were shed by the oldest, the blond, and youngest, the girl with orange hair. The one who's age was in the middle cried a tear of blood. Unable to produce tears of salt water her eyes bleed a metallic liquid. A second of silence passed before the orange headed girl spoke "What was that? It looked like we all had the same dream except we could all see and hear what I had that night."

"Di...did they say mats?" The blonde friend whispered.

"No, they said mates." Once again the orange haired girl spoke.

"It's my fault. I was never fully unconscious, I heard them speaking. The platinum one told the other two that, and I quote, 'we found them, our mates.' I should of told you before but I thought I had imagined it but now I know I didn't. I'm sorry" The girl of demon decent spoke as softly as possibly, but within the human ear range.

"Avery, it's not your fault. But what does this mean for us?" the voice of the orange haired girl asked.

"You both should leave. Get out of the city go any where." Avery told both of them in a hushed whisper.

"We will NOT leave you, right Vanti?" The orange headed friend now voiced the blondes name.

"How many times do I have to tell you, call me Van. And hell yeah! Me an Alice will never do that to you." Now Vanti, or Van as she like to be called, verified the orange headed girl.

"First it's Alive and I. Second I can't my body has registered one of them as my mate. And as you know when my body does something like this it can't be undone. Only my death can change it now." The whisper changed into a normal tone.

"Then we all take mates." The other two girls spoke at the same time.

The silence after spoke the truth to Avery. It told her and Vanti of Alice's need that of the they all stay together like the fake family they were. Of Avery's need to find her mate, and of Van being scared shitless and yet thrilled to have a mate at the same time. All of this happened in several seconds. Avery's laugh startled the other two, it even even her elf. "You know, we really are freaks." The conversation died then. She left and went to her bed. The last thing Avery knew before sleep claimed her as its first victim, was that Alice was trying to probe her mind.

Alice's was trying to probe Avery's mind, trying to see the feelings towards the black mind that she had felt on that fateful night. The one Alice thought thought was Avery's mate. Nothing. Alice kept getting nothing, even in unconsciousness Avery seemed to guard herself. "Don't bother asking, Van. She's asleep and guarded, go to bed." Alice spoke. 'Don't have to be a bitch about it. Hmp.' Van's thought held a hint of unease. "Sorry the dream is getting to me, and this mate stuff is ugh my head." Alice clutched her head to emphasize her point. 'That's OK, I know a bit of what you mean, night.' Apologetic, Van's thoughts were filled with the emotion.