The Immortal Chase

Nothing Beats Hatred

Chapter 1: It has started

I watch helplessly as my mother and father got their throats sliced open by the two scary cloaked men. Fear was in both of my parent's eyes. I knew that the cloaked men were sucking the blood out of my parents. Daddy had warned me about them. Vampires. Mommy was one and Daddy was a Shape-shifter. They were supposed to be enemies and I was the very first half Vampire, half Shape-shifter and no one was supposed to know. Tears welded up in my eyes. I screamed just as the life is drained out of my parents and they drop dead to the floor.
Then two men turned their gaze toward me, as I curled up more into my corner that I've went to hind in. I was only five years old. Mommy and daddy were dead and there was no way I could fight two grown male Vampires. I knew why they had killed mommy and Daddy and why they were coming for me. Because I wasn't suppose to be born. Mommy and Daddy had died because of me and now I'd be soon dead too.
"Get her." The taller of the Vampire's said.

I woke up drenched in sweat. My heart was racing and my breath was coming out fast, my alarm clock was going off, I reached over to shut it off. I looked up at my ceiling that was now covering the morning sun. I took comfort in the fake stars that glow in the dark, representing the night sky. I calmed down by remembering that I was no longer that five year old girl, but a fifteen year old one who will be sixteen in two months. My heart and breathing had slowed, enough for me to pull out of bed.
I headed down to the second floor to take my showered. My room was on the third floor. It once was an attic. It had a moon roof that closed as soon as the sun came up. I couldn't sleep unless I had the night sky at my disposal.
I got into the shower and felt the ice cold water relived the unpleasantness that was brought from the night before. My mind wheeled as I remembered my dream. I had witnessed my parents being killed. Of course I always new that. The cops told me because I hadn't remembered anything from that night or anything before it, until now. Trauma Defect, the doctors had called it. The court had sent me to a foster home. Being an adopted by Robert and Helen Harper.
Robert was a big sports fan and Helen had pure heart, loving everything around her. They both had raised me and I loved them dearly for that. My name is Elizabeth Clause. I have long white hair and dark brown eyes.

I made my way down to the kitchen. I could smell eggs and realized mom hadn't gone to work yet. I was right when I saw her sitting at the table eating breakfast. She had made mine as well and it was placed on the table. I looked up at the clock.

"3, 2, 1." I said, in a slightly bored tone.

Justin came in through the kitchen door, "Good morning, Mrs. Harper."

Justin Jones was one of my two best friends. He loved life and everyone in it. The only time I ever saw him not kind to anyone, was to Jodi, my other best friend. When I first became friends with the two, they hated each other. Now, well not so much.

"Hello Justin." Mother said.

"Lizzi." Justin came over, took my hand, and kissed it. I glared at him. He was either in a very good mood, he wanted something, or something was seriously wrong.

He caught my look and dropped my hand.

"Lizzi, you should be happy." Justin said, "Your birthday is in two months."

"Oh." I said.

I sat down at the table to eat my breakfast.

"What's wrong, Lizzi?" Justin asked, taking a seat next to me.

"Dear," Mom cut in, "You're very pale, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I'm always pale. I cannot get a tan." I stated.

"More then usual, honey." She told me.

The worry in Justin's eyes seemed to have risen.

"I just had a bad dream, that's all." I said.

"Tell us about it." Mom said.

"Yes, let's hear it." Justin pushed.

"I don't remember much, but it was about my birth parents being killed." I told them.

"You remember?" Mom asked.

"How much do you remember?" Justin asked.

"Justin." Mom sounded shocked, "She just remembered her parents being killed. Don't push what exactly happened."

"I'm sorry Mrs. Harper and Lizzi, but… I just thought it was important." Justin said.

The kitchen door opened and Jodi walked in.

"What's important?" Jodi asked.

Justin was on his feet in seconds. He was going around the table and pulled a chair out.

"Please sit." He told Jodi.

She did with a smile on her face. The smile did not reach her eyes. Something was bothering her.

"Lizzi remember her parents being killed, she had a dream about it." Justin said, sitting back into his seat.

"Oh wow." Jodi said, "That must have been terrible."

I shrugged.

"How'd it happened?" Jodi asked.

"No." Mom said, slamming her palms on the table, "She does not need to tell anyone about what happened. It was a horrible situation and she was five." This was a familiar speech. She said it to my doctors, therapists, and teachers.

"Sorry Mrs. Harper and Lizzi." Jodi said.

"Mom, I'm going to have to tell someone eventually." I said.

"Not until your ready." She said, standing up, "You better get gong to school. You don't want to be late."

"Yeah." I said. I got up, grabbed my bag, and left with Jodi and Justin

"Are you sure about going to school?" Jodi asked, "We could go to my house. My parents love you."

"If she's going to anyone's house, it's mine." Justin said, his voice pleading.

"Sorry Justin." Jodi said, sounding sorry.

"Wait." I told them to stop.

While they had been talking I've been hearing a ringing. I normally ignore that, sense I hear it all the time. It's just that the ringing turned into pounding.

"Do you hear that pounding?" I asked.

Both of my friends looked at each other, then at me. They knew what was going on. Of course they do. They always do.

"Come on, Lizzi." Jodi said, "Let's go. Were going to be late for school."

"Yes that would be a bad thing." Justin agreed.

I followed, not liking that they were keeping things from me.

I sighed sitting into my desk. Cory Shane came and sat down next to me at the same desk. We were lab partners. Cemetery for my first hour sucked. Mr. Landon placed me with the biggest pervert in school as my lab partner. He was the Quarter back for the football team and all the girls, but me loved him. He was only interested in me because I didn't like him. He flirted with every girl and he couldn't see why I didn't like him? Another reason to hate this class was that Jodi and Justin weren't in it with me.

"Hello, Lizzi." Cory said.

"Elizabeth." I muttered. He knew very well that ONLY my friends and family called me Lizzi.

"And what a beautiful name it is?" Cory commented. "Wonderful Friday, isn't it?"

Wait a second. Did he just ask a question? A question I may add that doesn't have anything to do with him liking me. Also I noticed that the flirting tone in his voice was gone. A serious, but nice one had replaced it.

"Not for me." I told him in a calm voice.

"Why?" He asked, voice filled was with concern.

I shook my head wondering how this could be real. "You know my story I came to be with my adopted parents."

"Yeah, you watched your parents get killed and you don't remember anything about or before it." He said.

"I just remember how they were killed." I said.

"Oh." His voice was filled with dread. "That's afoul and good at the same time."

His voice had sorrow in it and I was starring at me pen in disbelief.

"Is there something I can do?" He asked.

"Is there anything anybody can do?" I asked, looking at him for the first time.

His golden hair had caught in the sunlight and it shinned. His eyes held proof that he was actually worried about me.

"We could kill the creeps who killed your parents." Cory said.

Mr. Landon started talking and our conversation thankfully ended.

By the end of fourth hour, I wanted school to be over with. Both Justin and Jodi were a nervous wreck. I didn't know how to help them, but the only thing I could think of was to leave school.

The junior bell rang and we went for lunch. I was a head in my grade for being bumped up to first grade. That's when I met Jodi and Justin.

Lunch seemed crazy. I felt the something my two best friends were feeling. Something was going to happen and soon.

History droned on. Mr. Smith was going on about back in his day and what he learned instead of the lesson at hand. Mr. Smith let us sit where we want and Justin and Jodi sat at both of my sides, stiff as a board.

"Who can name the first ever fish?" Mr. Smith asked, "Elizabeth."

I heard it in my head and it had Mr. Smith's voice.

It's Huku's… But she'll never get it.

"Hyku." I say automatically.

What the heck? I know I did not just read his thoughts. I couldn't have, could I?

"Aw… Yes, that is correct." Then he went on talking about the fish.

I noticed Justin and Jodi had gone still or more still. Then Jodi took out a piece of paper and started writing on it. Then gave it to me.

Jodi – How id you know that?

Me – I don't know.

Justin – You have to!

Me – I just heard it in my head.

Justin and Jodi looked at each other. Hiding things again. I'm just about to write and have them tell me what's going on, when a big crash sounds through the classroom. The room was silent and still when the sound went away. Then the fire alarm went off.

"No one panic." Mr. Smith ordered. "Single file line out of the school, stay together."

Bad feeling confirmed. I thought as we made our way out of the school.

"Was this planned?" I heard Mr. Landon asked.

"No." Mrs. Hearing said.