Disclaimer: I do not own the Covenant. I only own Ana, Ellie, and the plot.

Chase

Ellie, my little sister, lay on her bed. It had been a month since I had freed her from the facility. They had taken her because there was an abnormality; she wasn't supposed to become a warlock, but she did. They wanted to see why. It had been two months since I'd fought Caleb. He thought I was dead, but I had just shimmered(teleported) out of the blast's way."So, there's another girl in the facility, one that you saw often."

"Yes, Ana Simms. We were the only two experiments that were warlocks, so she was the only other one I saw."

"Ana Simms?" I said, looking up at her, placing the book on the nightstand. "Tyler's little sister?"

"Well, I don't know any Tyler, but yes, her last name is Simms. She's the Phoenix."

"The Phoenix, you say?" I said, interested now.

"Yes, but if you want her to team up with us, you might wanna reconsider."

"Why is that?"

"Well, I mean, yea, she's a fighting machine, and they made her a weapon. But that's just it; she's only a weapon. She's unstable after all the crap they've been putting her through..."

"What does that mean?"

"Chase, you can't think we were there to be spoiled. She was put in battle simulators, given injections and pills to push her powers farther... they treated us as if we were lab rats. They're trying to create the perfect magical soldier. Neither of us remember much before being taken by the Council, like I have about a few days worth of memories from when I was a kid before the lab, but Ana only had a few memories of five people, only one for each person, except she had a few memories of the fifth person. Ana showed much promise and progress... but then she started to fall apart mentally.She's a weapon, and a weapon only. She doesn't know how to be a real person." Ellie said, not really paying attention. "She's in the book, too. You can look her up if you want."

"I think I shall. This just got a whole lot more interesting." I smirked, flipping through the book, a plan formulating in my head

Ana

I sat in my containment cell, on the cot, my arms hugging my legs to my chest, thinking, playing with the locket that said my initials across it, that was given to me by my big brother. Considering things would randomly combust or catch on fire if I focused in on them too much, thinking too hard could actually be considered dangerous for me. My fire powers were fairly new, a little more than a year old. There were four iron walls with white tile floors, and it was completely sterile. There was a white cot, with unflammable blankets and an unflammable mattress and pillow. There was a mirror on ther wall. There was a plexi-glass tray with cafeteria mush on top of a plexi-glass table that had two iron chairs with it across the room, pressed against the wall. I wore a grey smock and gray leggings, with tiny silver disks on my shoulders, my sides, and two on my calfs on the leggings; sensors, in case I was to run away. The material was all unflammable. Trust me, I checked.

I am Ana Evelyn Simms. I am sixteen years old, and they call me the Phoenix. I am a warlock of a special kind... one of a kind, to be exact. I'm the Phoenix, the only Phoenix for the next 100 years. Ellie-the only person I saw outside the council members, the commisioners, regulators, doctors, nurse, and other employees- was taken from the facility a month ago. I barely remember life outside the facility. Actually, I do remember four people from outside, one more than the others. My brother, Tyler, and the other Sons of Ipswich. Before they took me away, I memorized his phone number, and the town we lived in. One day I'll get out of here and I'll find him. There was a flowing, silky, slim-fitting, spaghetti-strap blue dress, a flowery,spaghetti-strap pink dress and light pink sweater, and an off-the shoulder, slim-fitting black sweatshirt with a long, flowing, sleeveless ivory dress, a flowing, slim-fitting, sheer black dress, and a pair of black leather boots that stopped 3/4 of the way up my thigh (they were flats, with three buckles on the sides) in a cargo bag under my bed, ready for escape. That idea helped me cling to my last shread of sanity. I had a closet, at one point, full of long, flowing dresses, but some of 'em got on my nerves, and then the doctor's pissed me off... so I stored some away in a bag and then set my closet on fire. Since then, I'd been forced into wearing a none-flammable patient set of clothing.

Suddenly, I heard screaming outside my room and clutched my legs tighter. I knew they'd come to kill me. Whoever they were. Suddenly the door flew open, and two people appeared in the room, a guy stood in the middle of the room, smirking. "Why hello there, Phoenix. I've been looking for you." He said. But I recognized the other person. It was Ellie.

"Wha-what do you want?"I stuttered.

"What do I want? Why, my dear, all I want is you. A team up." He said. "It's revenge… against the pathetic fools of Ipswich." He crossed the room, standing directly in front of me. My heart sunk as he said this. My brother and the others. What did he want with them. Revenge? Why? "Besides, you're incredibly adorable, like a little girl." He said, sweeping a hand across my cheek, smirking as I recoiled from his touch, trembling under his stare."I could help you, you could help me. What do you say?"

I shook my head pushing him away from myself. "Go away." I said, burrying my head in my knees.

"Come on, Ana, please, don't be stubborn." That was one thing about me, I'd always been stubborn. "Just try to cooperate for once. I don't want you to be hurt." Ellie pleaded.

Suddenly, it all made sense to be. It was a join or die thing."You're going to kill me if I don't agree." I said. He faltered, looking at Ellie.

"Told you she was brilliant."

"Well, I won't have to kill you, because you will join me, right?"

"Well, if you think that, I guess that makes you almost as mental as I am."

"Well than…" He said, slowly advancing on me. "I guess that makes me your worst nightmare." He shot a his hands out, a power-surge flying my way hitting me in the stomach, causing me to fly into the wall, a mirror braking on the back of my head, cutting my scalp. I felt blood matting my hair fast. He hit me with another, and I fell against the floor, and then the other walls. He continued on, smashing me into the table. I pressed my finger-tips to my temples, screaming, "No!" Chase's arm catching on fire. "Why you-" He said as Ellie put it out.

"Chase! Stop it! NOW! That's enough." Ellie said, moving forward to me, pulling me up to a standing position, but I pulled back, recoiling from her touch. "Please, Ana, at least think about it."

"Just give The Sons of Ipswich a message. Tell him that Chase is back." He said, the both of them fading out of the room.

I put my hand to my lip, seeing blood. I knew better than to call for help. All of the Regulators were dead. The Council wouldn't be here for another twenty minutes. I flipped the mattress up on it's side, pulling out the cargo bag hidden under my mattress, threw off my smock and leggings, discarding them, sliding on the blue dress and boots fast, throwing the bag over my shoulder, and left the room. Dead Regulator's littered the floor. I searched a lab coat, pulling out the shiny, metal sliver that I had been searching for, and pressed my fingertips to my temple, thinking Ipswich… Ipswich… Ipswich… as I pictured the scenery of Putnam barn from when I was a little girl. And suddenly, I was there… or I thought I was. It was the same meadow, and forest lining the edge, but there was rubble where the barn used to be It had burnt down.

I then deliberated between trying to remember my way home and calling Tyler. My senses won me over. I pulled out the phone I stole from the Regulator. I would destroy it as soon as I was done using it, to keep the Regulators, or worse, Chase, from finding me. Plus, I would probably be unable to make it home before being found.

Tyler

Sarah, Kate, Pogue, Caleb, Reid and I were at Nicky's, for lunch. It had been two months since Chase had disappeared after our battle. We'd told Kate everything, because she didn't buy the 'bitten by spider's' story either.

Suddenly my cell went off. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Um… hello?"

"Tyler?" I heard a light, small, and tiny voice on the other line.

"Yes. Who is this?" I said confused, as they all went quiet, shooting me questioning looks.

"It's me… it's Ana." My heart leapt.

"Ana? Ana?!? What are you… why are you… I don't understand." I said, the other Sons freezing in astonishment, Reid dropping the food in his hand, the smirk sliding off his face.

"To tell you the truth, I don't either."

"Ana, I thought you were in Sacramento… and I thought you were sharing a room with that girl, Ellie. Where is-"

"Not here." She said distantly. "I'm not in Sacramento, either… I'm in Ipswich."

"What?!? In Ipswich?" All the Sons looked completely shocked. "Ana, what's going on? How did you get away? Why are you-"

"None of that is important right now. Could you just please come get me?" She said.

"Well where are you?"

"At Putnam Barn. Or what's left of it. Can you please come get me before the Regulators do?"

"Yes, we're coming." I finally said.

"Oh, and Tyler?"

"Yes?"

"You won't be able to reach me at this number again after we hang up." She cautioned. She was trying to make sure she wasn't being tracked.

"Alright, I'll see you soon." I said, clicking off my phone.

"Well?" Pogue said.

"She's back. Ana is back."

"How is that even possible?" Reid said. "It can't… how can that be?"

"Why is she back?" Pogue asked.

"I don't know, but something is wrong." I said, standing.

"We'll take Sarah and Kate home. And meet you at the first colony house in a half-hour." He said, and I nodded, leaving.

I pulled up to what was left of Putnam Barn, seeing Ana standing by the road. She stood tall, having grown a lot; her long, light brown hair was at her waist, a far-off look in her odd maroon eyes as I stopped beside her. She limped over to the car, pulling open the car door, and slipped into the car, putting her cargo bag on the floor. I was astonished.

"Ana." I said as she pulled the car door shut. The entire left side of her face and arm, and body were bruised. Blood matted the back of her head, and there were cuts all over her, her knees and arms stained with ash, glass in her hair. Her lip was busted and her right cheek was bleeding. Even as mess, she was beautiful beyond the level of normal. We stared at each other for a long time, and then I pulled her into a tight hug.

After a long time, I released her. "Ana, what are you-"

"Tyler… I have a message for you." She said abruptly.

"Don't tell me you came all this way for a message, Ana." I said, "Here, let me heal you." I said, holding out m hand over her forehead. "Let the object of objection become but a dream, as I cause the seen to be unseen." ((A/N: I got this spell from a charmed episode and I really wanted to use it. So, yea.)) I said, my eyes glowing black as all of her cuts healed themselves, all of her bruises and the ash fading away, her hair becoming brushed and glass-free. I withdrew my hand, her beauty incredible as ever, her face stunning.

"Thank you." She said, and I nodded. "Oh, and no, I didn't come here just to tell you a message, but its sender drove me out of Sacramento." She said, and then paused.

"Go on." I urged.

She looked up at me with haunted, horror-filled eyes. Eyes that used to be filed with happiness and laughter. "Tyler, I'm not sure what this is going to mean to you, but… the message is that Chase is back."

So, what do you think so far? R&R, let me know.

-SDSL