A/N: Okay! So, I am out with another story! Hope you don't mind! This one is like, inspired by the awaking, but it's a different story, slightly. I hope you like it, new chapters will be up soon. Make sure to check out my other stories too, please? Oh, and also chack out this story called Famous Last Words by Susan strong. It's really good.

Now to my story: Disclaimer: I do not own the charecters, they belong to Kelley Armstrong.

Rated T, I think?

Aaaaand heeere weee gooooo...

Chapter 1

Secrets

Chloe's P.O.V.

I came home early today. Around 4 pm or so. I normaly stay out late, visit the library or just wander around the streets, eyeing the people. But this week has been everything but normal.

It all started monday, where I totally flipped when a man with a melting face began to chase me around the school, where I in the end ran out of the building and all the way to my aunts appartment. My dad wasn't home, as usual, always absent, traveling around the world, so I lived with my aunt for the past year.

She was home and got wery worried when I began to tell her about the incident. She got me calmed down and told me that I just had a haluccination, probably because of the lack of water or food, but later, when she thought I was sleeping on the coutch, I overheard her talking with someone on the phone. Her voice was pitched, filled with worry and irretation.

I was half asleep, but I overheard some pieces... "Why is she suddenly seeing things? You told me it would come slowly, not from one day to another! But it did! One day she is normal, the next day she's..."

It didn't get better the next day at school. The man was still folowing me, and apperently no one else beside me could see him, so I tried my best to just ignore him, no matter how hard it was, expecially when his face began to melt like wax, revealing his skull. Even imagening the image made my body shiver, sending a cold wave through my vains. I came home that day shaking, but luckly my aunt wasn't home, so I just locked myself in my room and hid under my blanket until the morning.

Today I stayed at home till around 2 pm. Then I grabbed my bag and took a walk around the neighborhood so my aunt wouldn't discover I was home all day. I just couldn't get myself to go back their and seeing the man again.

I had seartched on Google for him, and turned out that there actually was a janitor that died at my school, do to some chemical-explosion. Before I was even born. I found that very strange, and it brought up some questions that I wanted to ask my aunt, expecially after that phone-conversation I overheard, because as I got over the first shock, I realised that she might know more than she let it to about what had happened...

So taday, as I locked myself in the appartment after my walk and heard her talking on the phone once again, I didn't yell the ususal "I am hoome!" but instead closed the door slowly after myself and tip-toed though the hall towards the living room, from where her voice was sounding.

"...I am tired of your excuses, Marcel! She is breaking down, I can feel it! We have to do something now!...Oh, yeah, great idea! Send her to the place from where three subjects just escaped! Great plan! Genious! Maybe you should focus more on finding them than sending more to that place! Becides, if rumors are true, you also just found corpses in the basement, and there is no way that Chloe is going to get near any with the speed that her powers are evolving. So forget it!...No, no, I can't do that to her...She is already so broken and if she knew the truth about what her mom and I agreed to do to her...Yeah, imagine if you found out you could see ghosts and had the power to raise the dead as a 15 year old!"

Aunt Laurens voice cut through the sillence like a knife. I had just stood completly frozen in the hallway, listening to her conversation. Subjects, ghosts, corpses... What the hell was she talking about? This was getting more and more bizarre... But I couldn't go back now, I had to know more...

"We came to you so you could help us! I wanted to help others! After what happened with Ben... I wanted to make sure Chloe didn't suffer the same faith, but now I think she was doomed no matter what...Necromancers aren't really the most relaxed supernaturals, you know?" Necromancers... Suddenly the truth hit me in the gut like a soccer-ball on full speed.

The man that had followed me in school, that looked exactly like the man who had died their...it was his ghost! And I was the only one who could see him because I was a necromancer... It all made sence now. Exept for one thing... Why haven't my aunt told me anything about this? Why has she been lying to me all this time? And how was my mom involved in this? Was she a necromancer too? And who was Ben? And who was the guy she was speaking on the phone with?

"...Okay, yes. I can't see no other option either. I take her down to the lab so you can give her some medicin and maybe calm her down. I just have to talk to her first... But if you even toutch a hair on her head... Yes, I know, Elizbeth was dangerous, and I can see how killing her was the right thing, but Chloe is my niece. I couldn't kill her like that. She is family. But yes, if it gets necessery, I would have to do it...although I hope it never will."

I stepped in the doorway, and looked at her in shock. She looked suprised at me. "Do what, aunt Lauren?" I asked. "Chloe..." she whispered. "Marcel, I gotta go. I call you later," she said in the phone and hung up. "Chloe, I know this is all coming so sudden, but let me just explain.." I could feel the anger building up inside. All these years I thought she was to be trusted, that she protected me... but it was all lies!

"Explain what?!" I exclaimed. "You have lied to me! You told me that it was just a halucination, made me think it was all normal, when in reality you knew exactly the truth, it was a ghost. I see dead people! How could you lie about something like that?! I TRUSTED YOU! I thought you loved me, I thought you never lied to me, but it was all a lie, wasn't it? So what am I? An experiment? A lab-rat? A subject? Are you even my real aunt? And mom, was she on it too? Did you two do this to me?"

She came closer and held her hands in front of me, like you would do with a wild dog that you wanted to calm. "Look, I know that this is all very confucing, but you have to listen to me, okay? Just listen. Your moms brother died because he was a necromancer, because it all got to mutch for him. Your mom wanted a child so bad, but she was afraid that it would end up like him, so she seeked help. The Edison group that I work for is a science organisation for supernaturals. Yes, supernaturals, like sorcers and witches and werewolfs and half-demons and...necromacers. Like you.

So, since I had studied in the medical appertment I wanted to join, too and together we tried our best to make life easier for you before you were born. But... we might have made a little mistake. Nothing serious, don't worry. But you seem to be evolving to fast, the opposite of what we wanted."

I just stared at her. She was right, it was very confucing. My moms brother was a necromancer and he died... I am a necromancer. And there are others like me... and also other spieces...sorcers, witches, half-demons and...werewolf. It all sounded like something from a movie, but it wasn't. This was real. This was my life.

"Okay, so what are we going to do?" I asked, my voice asphy from all that yelling. "We drive to the lab in an hour. Their we would get you a room and the doctors would look at you. You might have to take some medicin to make the...symptoms go away. Afterwerds we would have to make some...tests so we can adjust the treatment right. It's important that we hurry Chloe, you have already raisen the dead and..." I cut her off.

"I did WHAT?" She loked nervous at me and bit her lip. "Last night...you must have had a nightmare or something like that...a dead squirrel climed through the window and towards your room. I was on my way to the bathroom when I saw it. I thought it was a rat...it was all bony and rotten. I picked it up and it was...dead-alive." She made a face of disgust. I could feel my lunch come up my stomach as I asked: "What did you..." A burp, the lunch was now in my throat. "What did you do to it?" I asked and swallowed it.

"I threw it out. A car drove by and it splattered all over the road. It has to be pretty dead by now, allthough I don't really know how the whole thing works..." She looked at me with slight amucement in her eyes and I tried to smile at her, but my head was still showing me the image of a dead and rotten...thing, crawling towards me as I was sleeping.

"So, this only shows how important it is to get to lab as fast as possible. Go intp your room and pack some stuff for the next couple of days. A little bag for now, okay? I'll get you what you need later." All I could do was nod. I turned around and picked up my bag before walking out of the room and into my own.

As I closed the door to my room I heard aun Lauren say, to a person on the phone: "Yes, we are their in an hour. Get the tools ready."

I shut the door. She was full of shit! They didn't wan't to help me. They wanted to kill me! Just like they did to that other girl, Elizabeth. What ever she was, she was dangerous, but it couldn't be worse than me! I was a necromancer! I could raise the dead in my sleep. Litterly! She said get the tools ready. What tools? Tourture tools? And after that she had lied to me my whole life, I was supposed to believe her just like that? Did she really think I was that neive?

I have to escape. They will kill me as soon as I enter those doors, I just know it. I have to get away. New York. Yes, I'll go there. It's a big city, nobody would find me. Ever. The only problem is that it's across the state and I may not have enough money for it...allthough...

I looked up at my music box. I could take the money and empty my credit card as soon as I get to the nearest automat. Then I would deffenetly have enough money, at least food for the next few days and a one-way ticket to New York. Sounded like a plan. An undevelopt and spontanious plan, but still, a plan. And it was the best I had, so I just had to go with it.

I packed two t-shirts, an extra sweather a couple of panties and three pair of socks. That should be enough for the next couple of days. I wore a t-shirt with a long sleeve over and my hoodie over it. I realised that I had forgot to take my shoes off when I came inside, so luckly I didn't have to run out after them. I took the money and checked for my card one last time before I picked up my bag and opened the window. My heart stopped when I heard my aunts voice right outside my door.

"Chloe, are you ready yet? We leave in 10 minutes," she said. I could feel my heart beating 200 m/h. "Ehm..yeah. I just have too...eh...find something," I said with a pitched voice. "Okay, but hury," she said and walked away again. I breathed out and my heart began to slow down to normal speed again.

I crawed out of the window and on the firestairs. I tip-toed as fast as I could down the steps and jumped over the last step. And I ran. I ran down the street, away from my aunt, away from her lies and the life I have lived the past 15 years without knowing what I really was cabable of. I ran and I never turned back.

Okay! So here is the first chapter! Tell me if you liked it and if you want me to write more. Rewiews are very wanted. I feel like I never get any or my stories are so bad you have no words... :) Anyways, have a good week.

Sencerly, ThatIndieGirl