DISCLAIMER: I do not own copyrights to anything dealing with the Darkest Powers series authored by Kelley Armstrong.
AN: Did a little polishing towards the end of this chapter. Looking to finish the third chapter within the week.
CPOV
My heart fluttered when I felt that ever so familiar presence looming behind me. Even knowing he was behind me, I jumped slightly when he placed his hand on my shoulder. Turning around slowly, blushing at how silly I felt for jumping at his touch, the smile that was placed on my face by one feeling was quickly erased by another; fear. It was Liam.
My eyes flew open as my lungs heaved with all their might to get air, my body completely covered in a cold sweat making my faded black hair stick to my head. The sheets of my full size bed were desperately grasped between my small hands. Shuddering as the memories of my most recent nightmare flitted through my mind, I sighed in the smallest amount of relief. I knew all too well what sleep would bring the next time my eyes were heavy enough to close against my will.
Slowly my body returned to normal where I could hear what was going on in the outside world. There was an abrupt and muffled sound from down the hall. Although I was never to be nominated bravest person in the world, my curiosity got the best of me, my legs slipping over the side of the bed and my feet into my shoes.
The door creaked softly to announce my arrival in the hallway, immediately greeted by another slightly less muffled knock. Quickly closing my door and sliding into the nearest shadow in the hall, I began a journey that seemed to last for eternity. It felt like my heart was trying to compete with the increasingly louder thumps. My eyes scanned over Tori's door, wondering if the witch was having nightmares as well and casting her magic in her sleep. Another thud a little more down the hall answered my question, my heart trying to beat out of my chest in response. The next thud made my feet freeze, my body screaming to just go back into the safety of our room; my brain still too curious just pushed my body forward. I quickly glanced at Simon's door, but by that point there was only one person I knew of that could make so much noise.
Derek. My pounding heart skipped a beat as my mind began to think back on how much I've learned about him, and over such a surprisingly small amount of time too. Not to mention what insight I've gained on Tori or Simon for that matter. Tension seemed to just melt away as I continued to think about Derek; that is until I remembered it was his room that had all the noise coming out of it. I had to take a deep breath to steady my hands as they reached for his doorknob, fear replacing the curiosity that had just shown so brightly in my striking blue eyes.
DPOV
'God my whole body feels like it is being hit by a big rig every few seconds.' My thought only made the pain more excruciating. Changing… it really hasn't had any benefits yet. All I know I have gotten out of this deal so far is being in that… house to be able to meet Chloe. "Chloe…" my rapidly more wolf voice growled under a groan of pain. I tensed, realizing I hadn't been hearing her soothing coos of reassurance.
Straining to look around I see the worst thing possible, nothing. Stuck between wolf and human form, I was useless and helpless, not to mention the fact that if Chloe was… 'Never mind that now.' My mind was struggling against my wolf ego trying to hurry back to human form to go find Chloe. It was never good if she wasn't where she was supposed to be.
Every time I tried to force myself to stop changing, my wolf ego decided it would be funny to kick out my leg, making sure I knew he was still in control of at least part of my body. Frustration set in, my growl purely animalistic at this point. Seeing his chance, my wolf ego charged at full speed, my body folding up heaving until all that was left was me dry heaving pitifully. The muscle ripples and hair pushing through my skin seemed to triple their effort. As the muscles and hair seemed to be ending their last cycle, my bones snapped, molding my once human body into my rather large wolf form.
Getting on to all four paws, I began to pace around a little, trying to sniff for Chloe's scent. Not smelling her, I go to sprint out further into the darkness, only to be met by a straight black wall, kind of like a force field. Trying the other three directions proved to be just as futile. Just as fear started to set in, my wolf ego barged into control and started slamming against the black walls trying to break through. Fear turned to rage, not only because I was angry that I couldn't keep Chloe safe, but whoever put me here thought they could keep me in with whatever this material was. I blacked out to my wolf charging at what I thought was the corner of our box prison, light pouring in blinding me into unconsciousness.
With a jerk I started awake to find Chloe's hand hovering over my sweaty form. She pulled her hand back quickly when she realized her bright blue eyes were locked with my forest green ones. Just staring for a minute, I finally shook my head of my… nightmare? Sitting up, my bed sheet fell to my lap exposing my bare chest. I pull myself together catching Chloe staring, my face with its normal expression plastered there.
"What." It was more a statement then a question. Looking over Chloe, I realized she liked her tanks and pajama bottoms. 'Her face is going to turn into a tomato if she keeps blushing like she is.' I never looked too closely at her, but tonight I did. Apart from it being slightly red, her skin, well… I stared at her blue eyes, moving my gaze to her nose, cheeks, ears, lips, mouth, chin, and finally resting on her neck. She doesn't seem too appetizing over all, but where her neck meets just below her ear, was just begging to be nuzzled, nipped, licked and bitten to its owner's delight.
Shaking my head quickly to regain control of my thoughts I glowered at Chloe, trying to figure out if she had heard any of my dream or not. "I'm s-s-s-sorry. I d-d-didn't m-mean to wake you up." Her stutter always got the best of her when she was stressed or trying to lie. It had actually become one of my past times to try to figure out which it was when she did stutter. Her mouth kept moving with muted apologies and excuses as my mind began to wander again.
CPOV
"I h-had just h-h-heard n-n-n-n-noises fr-fr-from your r-room. I wanted to m-m-make s-sure you were o-o-o-o-ok." Is there anything more embarrassing then going to check on someone you thought was really gross at one time, and when you find everything is ok, you're caught in a position where it looks like you're being a pervert? I just couldn't help but keep going back and forth between staring at his deep green eyes to his sculpture perfect body.
Clearing my throat, I backed up a little bit to give Derek some room. My blush just deepened every time I caught myself etching every line of his hard muscle into my memory. Gulping, I resolved not to look below his collarbone, which proved harder than first thought.
"I thought you might have been in trouble or needed some help," my stutter went away as my resolve grew more solid.
"And you thought you'd be able to what, scare whatever I needed help with to death?" Derek's scowl just deepened, but not before I saw the amused smirk that played at his lips for a split second. The thought of me doing anything but scream like well, a girl, was exactly that, pretty much a joke. I really didn't think about what I'd do if Derek was really in trouble. If he was having that much difficulty where he was making as much noise as he was, I hadn't really thought about me being more of a hindrance than a help.
"Sorry," came my feeble reply. "I just wanted to check on y-you." I hate my stutter, with a passion. It always gave away when I was nervous.
"Can I go back to sleep now, or do you need to check under my bed and in my closet too?" Derek's expression didn't change, making me start for the door.
"I'll go then." My hand found the handle, my face becoming sad. Just as I turned the knob, I felt Derek's hand firmly grasp my shoulder, turning me around. I just looked up into his face, trying to figure out what he was thinking.
"I…" His facial features screwed up into what looked like deep contemplation. "Thank you." His hand fell silently to his side, signaling me I could go.
I nodded and smiled happily at him. "No problem." The door creaked as I opened it to the hall, and began my journey back to my room. Deep in thought myself, I thought I heard him whisper that he needed me, but just shook my head chalking it up to being tired and closed the door behind me.
Alright, please let me know what you think! It's my first real chapter in a fan fiction. I write a lot on other issues, but never had enough time to stop and write my own version of the stories I love so much. I know that not all my critics will be easy on me, but I know you guys will keep me in check! Also! Let me know if I should continue on this or not, my first chapter wasn't anything too scandalous, but hopefully if I get enough views that will put my creative juices into over drive to get this silly side story out of my head! My later chapters will have mature content in them if I continue.