Authors Note: This is my first fan fiction and I don't think I really have any idea what I'm doing, so if I suck at life I apologize(: By the time you get to the end of the chapter I hope you like it! So rate and review! Umm also, I'm not going to make my Chloe a crybaby haha because I've read other stories where she literally bursts into tears at almost anything anyone says. So I'm going to try to stay true to her. This is going to be after The Reckoning so the entire thing will have references to spoilers. And here's a warning to all, there may be intense Chlerek scenes!! Derek is my absolute favorite!! If I make any grammar or spelling mistakes or anything like that please tell me and I'll get right on it and fix it! By the way as a disclaimer: I do not own Darkest Powers or any of these characters. Just in case any of you not so bright bulbs thought I did. ~love alexis!
My name is Chloe Saunders. I used to be the kind of girl that nobody thought twice about. It didn't bother me at all, actually it made things easier. It meant less people would mock my stutter. Now, there are people that want to kill me. Yeah, not just one person, a whole group.
They call themselves the Edison Group. Do you want to know why? The think that they take a practical and scientific approach to matters of the paranormal. You may not know but Thomas Edison was very interested in contacting the dead. He didn't try to draw a pentagram and summon them up though. He tried to make a phone to the afterlife. Obviously he never succeeded.
Too bad he didn't know that all it took was being born a necromancer and talking to them would be a cinch. Summon them up? No problem. Send them back to their rotting corpses? Easy. Rip them out again and let them hang in limbo? Give me something new please. Actually that's really not the norm. I am a genetically enhanced necromancer. That lovely Edison Group that we were talking about before, yeah they did this to me. The altered my genes before I was born just to see what the effect would be. They wanted to know if it would make it easier for me. Well apparently messing with things you have no idea about is not a good plan. Not only can I do all of the above, but I do it on accident. Most necromancers require ingredients and chants to do stuff like that. Yeah burning sage and vervain just like all the old movies. I don't need that. I guess I'm just lucky.
As for movies, if you were to make one about me, you would have to start it after I got into high school. Otherwise you would have a pretty boring movie. Trust me, before I saw my first ghost, I was a film student. So let me tell you how my movie would go.
First we start with an average girl, who's just going about life as usual, and what do you know, her long awaited period starts. Just to have fun she dies her hair and skips class. Then she starts hearing ghosts. She runs screaming down the halls running from ghosts and yelling about janitors with their faces burned off. So her aunt and concerned father send her to Lyle House, a group home for mentally disturbed teens. Only it turns out that she's not disturbed and the Edison Group runs Lyle House. She meets a sorcerer, a witch, two half demons, and a werewolf. Said werewolf, otherwise known as Derek becomes the romantic interest in this film when he and I are forced to go on the run and protect each other. We all discover that the Edison Group is murdering their failed experiments whose powers became uncontrollable. I, being the heroine am able to overcome these difficulties by making a deal with a demi-demon who helps me escape from the Edison Group's laboratory and rescue Derek, his foster brother Simon, the sorcerer, their father Kit, my Aunt Lauren, who I thought had died, and my new best friend/previous rival/witch, Tori. We all go to a hotel off the highway to recuperate and now you're all caught up.
It makes a good story doesn't it? Except something I left out, the Edison Group hasn't been permanently stopped. Unfortunately leaving their headquarters in shambles has probably only pissed them off. They will come after us so we all get to go on the run again. Hooray!
Also, whoever they had funding their little experiment isn't going to be pleased that all that money got away which equals them trying to get us back. Something called a cabal will be hot on our trail before we know it.
Honestly though, for now, I wasn't thinking about any of that because I was sitting with Derek. And we were alone. Let me tell you how many times that had happened since we both realized out feelings for each other. A resounding zero! It seemed like there was just never an opportunity.
"What have you been wondering about?" he asked me, his voice sounding peaceful while we walked through the little forest by the hotel. "It's driving me crazy. I come out here to spend some time with you and you spend it off in another world."
I knew he was joking but I defended myself anyway. "I've been thinking about everything that just happened. I know it's crazy but I can't help but feel like we're about to walk into another trap."
"It's over Chloe, at least for now. It's definitely going to take them awhile to get back on their feet. But even when they do, we have my dad to help us with this. We're not vulnerable anymore," he reminded me.
"We have you too," I muttered forgetting about his werewolf hearing.
He smiled, and I didn't care that I had just embarrassed myself. I thought back to the first time I saw him smile, how his bright green eyes lit up. So I just stared at him. Until of course I realized how much of an idiot I must look like so I quickly started looking around at our surroundings.
Yeah Chloe, smooth. He'll never notice you were just gawking if you look at everything else around here?
I commanded my inner voice to shut up and stop ruining the moment. I knew he hadn't minded anyway.
We walked in silence for awhile. It definitely wasn't anything awkward though. Things never felt awkward around Derek anymore. They used to, but they hadn't for a long time.
"Hey Chloe, would it be okay if I asked you a question?"
"Why yes Mr. Souza, as long as you're being so formal about it."
He chuckled and my stomach did flips. I'm not talking little butterflies playing; I'm more talking about giant pterodactyls swooping around like Cirque du Soleil.
"Why did you choose me?" I instantly sobered; "I'm not doubting you and I definitely don't want you to change your mind but…" he trailed off but when he realized I was waiting for him to finish he said "Simon would have been healthier for you."
"Derek, let me explain something to you," I stopped walking and turned to face him and made him look at me by grabbing the sides of his face and holding him there and continued, "You make me happy, when everything else slips away, you keep me standing. Being with you helps me realize that, yeah there are problems but if I have someone with me, then I can overcome them. You understand me better than anyone could. I-" I paused, "We are good together." I finished firmly and released him.
I tried to walk away and hope he didn't see my cheeks flaming, but he did. Like I knew he would.
"Thank you Chloe." He wrapped me in his arms and held on tight.
"Big, stupid, werewolf," I said into his chest.
He rumbled a laugh and we headed back to the hotel hand in hand.
Once we got back, I immediately realized there was a problem. Call me paranoid but when I see Tori storming around repacking her suitcase after just unpacking it, I assume something is wrong. And wouldn't you know it, I was right.
"Tori, what's wrong?" I called after her as Kit simultaneously said "Please understand Tori, I had no way to tell you!"
"Oh no," I muttered suddenly realizing what the problem is. "Time to go," I said trying to pull Derek with me as I fled to the door.
"What happened?" he asked bewildered, staying rooted to the spot.
"Tell you later, now let's go," I said with more force tugging harder at his arm.
"Chloe-" he growled.
"Not now Derek."
Then Simon walked in. Great, I thought, just great. Does he know yet? He spotted my look of panic.
"Did you know about this?" he asked marching up to me.
That answers that I thought. "W-w-well yeah b-b-but Simon, I couldn't t-t-tell you because you had to hear it from your D-D-D-" I stammered
He cut me off, "Do you really think that this is the situation I would have chosen to figure out that I have a sister?"
"Well no, b-b-but-" I tried again.
"Sister? Chloe what's going on here?" Derek but in.
W-w-well, Mrs. Enright-" I hesitated.
"Stole Dad's semen!" Simon interjected when I didn't finish. "She wanted a half-witch, half-sorcerer daughter and she got one. From Dad."
"Well, it wasn't his fault!" I rushed to his defense.
"No but he should have told us. Don't you defend him Chloe! He was wrong and you know it." Simon argued.
And it was true. I agreed wholeheartedly, but I didn't think Kit deserved this much punishment for it. Fortunately it was Derek that saved me. Again.
"Hey back off man, she couldn't have told you."
"When did we switch places Derek? Are you just happy that you didn't have to be the one who's the blood relative to her?"
"Hey Simon, back off okay? He might as well be blood with you and your dad, so he pretty much is blood with Tori too. He just understands that there isn't anything that can be done about it now." I was trying to repay the favor but Derek still squirmed a little at "blood with Tori too."
She really wasn't bad at all though, especially not lately, considering it was her who figured out that Margaret and Andrew plotted against us when we were still back at the safe house. Without her we probably wouldn't have figured it out until it was too late.
With that Tori and Kit rushed in, "I don't care, I don't care I don't care. If you wanted the father of the year award you would have found me a long time ago and told me," she said resolutely.
"Would you have believed me?" Kit's voice was soft, reasonable. "A strange man comes up to you and says," His voice becoming deeper, "'Your mother stole my semen little girl, so that she could make you because you're very special, you're half-witch, half-sorcerer. Why don't you come live with me and I'll tell you all about it okay?' Tori, you never would have believed me."
It was true, and she knew it, but honestly I just don't think she was ready to give up being angry and upset. She had just lost her mother and found out her father wasn't her real father. Here was a man who was offering a replacement; but a replacement wasn't what she wanted. On top of it all, she just found out that guy she used to like was her half-brother. She just needed time to think.
"Okay," she said surprising the hell out of me. "You're right. I wouldn't have believed you. Just… Just give me some time okay?"
"She walked outside, and I saw Liz following her with a pad of paper and a pencil to communicate. Things would be okay.
The shrill ring of the phone made everyone jump.
I tensed as my aunt went and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said into the receiver.
Everyone tensed and after the garbled noise I could barely hear that came from the phone, Derek relaxed.
"Hotel management," he said gruffly explaining, "They want us to keep the noise down."
I laughed out loud. I really was becoming paranoid. My aunt hung up the phone and laughed with me. "Nothing to worry about there! As long as Tori stays quiet." she said happily.
It rang again, no one but me jumped this time. I felt a little embarrassed, except that everyone here knew me and how jumpy I was. Aunt Lauren drifted over to the phone again, a smile still on her lips. She answered the phone for the second time, but this time Derek froze and the smile slid off her lips immediately.
Whoever it was, it was not hotel management.
"Chloe!" I heard Liz yell. "Tori's gone! They took her!"