A/N Okay I am waaaaay behind on my other fic, but this Idea has been bugging me since forever. So here you go. My first ever Darkest Powers fic. Constructive criticism is appreciated. This is a Clerek fic, don't like? Don't read. Okay so this is my version of the entire series from when Chloe and the gang are still at Lyle House. I don't own Darkest Powers. Well…as the saying goes, on with the show!

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I unwillingly opened my eyes and reached over to turn off the alarm clock. I looked across the room to see if Rae was still asleep. She was, I looked at the time, eight o' clock on a Sunday morning.

I'll let Rae sleep in, I feel sorry for keeping her up all night helping me get Derek's file from Dr. Gill's office. We stayed up until three looking at it until we decided enough was enough and we would look at the rest when I got back later today.

I sighed, time to get up. I rolled out of bed and winced and I accidentally put pressure on my arm. I remembered the bruises there. I shivered as I recalled Derek's grip.

Derek was incredibly intimidating without trying to be. But I'm not scared of him, or terribly mad at him. The look on his face when he realized what he'd done…I could tell he didn't mean it. But it still hurt. And the bruises were very visible. I had to do my best to hide them. Especially today, if Aunt Lauren saw them today on our day out she'd throw a fit.

I grabbed my clothes, and made my way to the door, giving one last glace at my snoring roommate. Sometimes, I really missed Liz.

I made my way to the bathroom, and got ready for my day out with Aunt Lauren.

I took pride in the fact that I didn't fall down the stairs with the towel over my head. But I did manage to walk into someone.

"Whoa there!" It sounded like Simon. He managed to steady me before I did fall down the stairs.

"What's with the disguise?" He asked me talking the towel from me.

"J-Just drying my hair," dang stutter.

Me and Simon both made our way down the rest of the stairs without any serious bodily harm.

"So what's got you up bright and early?" Simon asked as we made our way to the media room, we sat on the biggest couch and I took the towel back and continued to dry my red streaked hair.

"Early?" I looked over at the grandfather clock in the corner. "It's a quarter past nine, since when is that early?"

"Well it is Sunday; I figured you'd be sleeping in like everyone else." He arched his eyebrows expecting answer.

"I'm spending today with my Aunt. Why are you up? If I recall correctly, you usually sleep in until lunch." I was honestly curious.

"Eh, well I couldn't sleep."

I didn't believe a word of it. He must seen the disbelief on my face, he sighed.

"Alright well, Derek's been kind of…extra grumpy these past couple of days. I mean he's been restless. I think something's bothering him. I've been worrying about him all night."

It was right then that I saw just how deeply he cared for his brother. I had no doubt Derek was the same? They were mostly inseparable. If I were in Simon's place I would have just blamed it on hormones or something. What else could you expect? They'd been through so much together. From what I've gathered their dad just up and disappeared one day. I don't even know about Simon, or Derek's mom.

"I take it you didn't get much sleep?" I took in his appearance for the first time today. He had dark circles under his eyes, and he was still in his pajamas. His usually perfect hair was a mess. To sum it all up, he looked like crap.

"Yeah," as is to prove his point he let out a huge yawn.

I was about to suggest he go ahead and take a nap here in the media room, when we heard a car pull up in the driveway.

"I do believe that's your Aunt." Simon announced.

Before I could get up and answer the door Aunt Lauren walked right in. She took in me and Simon on the couch and smiled. Something about that smile left a weird feeling in my stomach…I didn't like it.

"You ready to go, Chloe?" She asked.

Um…sure just let me put this-"

"I'll take this to the laundry, you go ahead." Simon took the towel and disappeared around the corner. That was nice of him.

"That's nice of him." She looked at me, "Ready?"

"Um…yeah, lets get going."

As soon as we got in the car Aunt Lauren's smile was instantly replaced with a no nonsense expression. I had a feeling that today wasn't going to be all sunshine and rainbows, like I'd originally hoped. My suspicions were soon confirmed.

We'd just pulled out of the driveway when she said, "Chloe, Dr. Gill told me about your little adventure in the attic the other night. She said Victoria heard you talking to yourself."

She gave me a calculating look. It wasn't the kind of look you gave to someone you were worried about, your family. It was the kind of look Dr. Gill and Davidoff gave me when I first arrived. Like if they looked hard enough, they could figure out what was wrong with me. Like it would just jump out and say "Boo!", like little kids on Halloween.

It made me feel like one of her patients, not her niece. I didn't respond, I felt…betrayed. I know it was stupid to feel this way, it was just a look after all, but I couldn't help it.

When I didn't respond she went on, "Chloe, I think it'd be best if you stayed at Lyle House a bit longer than we originally arranged. Now before you object, it's for your own good."

It's for your own good.

How many times had she used that line on one of her patients? I was outraged! She was my family she was supposed to look out for me. Not lock me up in some nuthouse!

I told her that exactly.

"Now Chloe don't be unreasonable. Lyle house is the best place for you right now."

"How can you say that? Your supposed to be my family! Your supposed to help me! Not some stupid doctors I can't even trust!" I wasn't lying, I didn't trust Dr. Gill at all. I was pissed! I couldn't believe this! She told me I would only have to stay at Lyle house for a few weeks, and she wants to keep me longer?

"Is that what you want Chloe? You'd rather I be the house doctor instead of Dr, Gill?"

Lord knows I don't like Dr. Gill, but could I trust Aunt Lauren? Would she really replace Dr. Gill? Would it be better? How would everyone else feel about it? Would they get upset and blame me?

I remembered that Derek got the most time out of everyone with Dr. Gill. Derek spends hours in Dr. Gills office. How would he feel if he had to start all over with a new doctor?

But…it would be easier. And who could really hate Aunt Lauren?

"Yes, I'd feel a lot better if you were my doctor, instead of Dr. Gill." I had a weird feeling this wouldn't be as fun as I thought it would be.

Aunt Lauren smiled, a real genuine smile. "Alright, I'll see what I can do."

I let out a huge sight of relief. Dr. Gill was great and all, but she seemed more interested in drugging us then helping us get better. Simon even calls her Dr. Pill behind her back.

"So, Chloe you and Simon seem…friendly."

This sudden turn in the conversation didn't go unnoticed by me, and it couldn't be going anywhere good.

"Um…Yeah." I didn't like this, I didn't like this at all.

"You know Chloe, I know your mother passed away when you were young, and she never really had a chance to sit you down and a woman-to-woman talk."I definitely didn't like where this was going.

"Aunt Lauren…?"

"Chloe I think it's time we had that talk."

I knew I wouldn't like it."

"Aunt Lauren, don't-" "No Chloe, don't interrupt me, we need to have this talk." No we don't!

"Aunt Lauren we don't need to have that talk. I've already had that awkward discussion with dad."

I will never forget the day dad came home from a business trip to Tokyo, he'd brought me all kinds of goodies. We then had what had to be the most awkward conversation know to man. By the time it was over we were both red-faced and stuttering like fools.

"Oh…" Was all she said. Yeah, Oh was right.

"Yeah…" This was not going to be the fun day out I'd anticipated.

The rest of the car ride was eerily quiet until Aunt Lauren finally decided to break the silence."Chloe do you want to go to iHOP for breakfast, or do you want to pick up a quick breakfast at McDonalds so we can get to the mall early?"

I really wasn't in the mood to eat. But I knew starving myself wouldn't do me any good. But I didn't feel like sitting in a restaurant full of people, so I opted to go to the drive thru at Mickey D's.

As I sat in the car not really enjoying my (slightly soggy) sausage biscuit. When the car stopped I looked up and noticed we weren't at the mall. No, we were at my house."Uh…Aunt Lauren, what are we doing here?""Chloe, we're here to pick up your things to take back to Lyle House. I don't know how long you'll be staying, it all depends on your progress, but for know just pack as much as you can. You'll be staying for awhile."

"How long a while?" I couldn't look at her, I just couldn't. Instead I chose to look at my hands and concentrate on tarring apart my yellow McDonalds napkin.

"A few months at the least."What? At the least?"You have got to be kidding me! You can't do this!""Yes I can Chloe! Now go inside and pack your things!"

Her voice, I notice has lost all the kindness and patience it held before. I feel like she'd finally given up on me. There is no worse feeling than realizing one of the only family you have left has given up on you.

My name is Chloe Saunders, and this is My Descent Into Madness.