Hey guys! Guess this means you at least clicked on my story, which is definitely a start! For this to work, though, you're going to need to review too!

Ok…advanced warning: this story will probably be pointless and plotless. So why the heck would you want to read it? Because you get to choose what happens! Confused? (And/or think I'm on drugs?) Here's how it's going to work: I'll start with this first chapter, set right after the Reckoning, but that's where my power ends. After that, I need you to tell me what I should write in next, be it an insane plot twist, a humorous moment, or bubble-blowing-ninjas (Yes, Ivorybreath, in this story those are acceptable). So if you want to read a serious story go read something else because there's a good chance this story will just get plain silly. I'm only starting this because I'm suffering writers block for my other two stories (which is why I haven't updated in a while if any of you have read them…) but they're serious, I swear.

Alright, I'll stop boring you with this epically long authors note…

I sat next to Derek in the truck, our fingers intertwined. We were all there, together at last after so much turmoil in our lives. Behind the wheel was Kit Bae, who kept sneaking glances in the rearview mirror as if worried we would all disappear. Although I suppose, considering recent events, he did have a right to have that concern.His brown eyes, so identical to his son's, met mine in the mirror and he gave a tight little smile before turning back to the road. I was sure he knew I had unintentionally broke one of his son's hearts to be with his other son, and even though Simon and I were all cool now, there was still some tension between me and his dad.

Sitting next to him was my Aunt Lauren, who was alternating between checking up on us and retaking inventory of the first aid kit she held in her lap. Even as I glanced at her now she had clicked open the lid and was rearranging the band-aids and antibiotics, muttering under her breath.

Derek and I sat in the middle and Simon and Tori claimed the back row where they were both gazing out the window. As I turned to my werewolf boyfriend (that was going to take some getting used to) he was doing the same. I took the time to study the way his dark hair curled across his forehead, the way his green eyes glinted in the light of the dying sun as we sped along the highway. Feeling my gaze, he shifted to grin at me, a warmth on his face that no boy had ever bestowed upon me before. Instantly I felt an answering warmth spread across my own face in the form of a sloppy smile.

"We going to stop soon, dad?" Simon's voice shattered the sappy moment between us, and Derek and I both turned back to looking out of our respective windows, though our hands remained clasped.

"I thought you said you went to the bathroom before we got into the car!" Tori snapped, though she smiled to let him know she was only teasing.

"I'm hungry," he defended with a shrug.

"We'll get off on the next exit," Kit promised. True to his word, in another five minutes we were turning off the highway and pulling into a cheap motel.

Short, vague, and pointless…I know. I didn't want to limit anyone else's ideas, so I decided to keep it so that whatever you want to happen next can happen. It was just meant to kind of set the scene for your actions of choice…

Who knows, this story might be the worst idea ever or it might be a success. That all depends on you. But remember- nothing else can happen until I get reviews! This is the people's story! This is your chance to do whatever you want to the Darkest Powers characters! Don't abuse that power…oh what the heck, go ahead and abuse it. I'll write whatever you tell me too (unless it gets too inappropriate or whatever…I do have some standards).

I'm just along for the ride. You tell me what happens in the hotel, where they are going, even what Simon wants for dinner. It all rests in your hands…*cue dramatic music please*

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