Hey guys! Thanks for reviewing on my last Chapter. Here's the next one.
Disclaimer:
Me: I don't own Darkest Powers but I do own the characters I made up to interact with the Darkest Powers characters, right Moon?
Moon: *nods happily* can I have that piece of candy now?
Chapter Two : The Past
"Come on, Bro. Get up breakfast is ready. And Andrew wants to introduce us to the other house members." Simon said pushing his hands down on the mattress, causing me to jostle on the bed. I let out an irritated grunt to make him stop. I still had no intention of getting up. "Are you feeling alright?" Simon asked. "You've never been late for a meal."
What time was Simon living in? I'd been late for almost every meal since Chloe had died. What would make him think that just because he was making pancakes, bacon and eggs that I would get up? Wait, Simon was cooking again? Simon hadn't set foot in a kitchen since Chloe's death. Something about cooking reminded him of her. Everyone grieves differently. I opened my eyes to look at my brother. I flew up in bed. Reaching out I grabbed Simon's face, keeping my strength in check. I examined it carefully. "Umm, Bro?" he asked confused. Sheepishly, I released him.
"I'm going to go take a shower," I said excusing myself from his worried stare. Distractedly I moved out of my room, down the hall and into the bathroom. I was in the shower without even realizing it. There was no scar on Simon's face. He had gotten it during the battle. The scar ran along his left cheek. It was a light one, didn't take too much away from his looks. It made him look more of a delinquent and he thought it funny. But this morning there had been no scar. And he was making breakfast. It's like before the fight with the Edison Group.
My eyes widened as memories clicked into place. Memories had become a problem for me after Chloe died. They meshed together, putting two different days into one. They disappeared altogether too. Sometimes I couldn't tell what was real and what was a dream. This problem would explain why I didn't remember about the shadow till I was in the middle of taking a shower. I was at the post Edison battle safe house. Considering Simon said Andrew is just introducing us to the others, it's our first day here.
If it was our first day in the safe house then…. I tore out of the shower. I didn't care that my body was still wet as I slipped on underwear and pants. Chloe was still alive! I had to see her, make sure she was alright. I dashed out of the bathroom, filling my nostrils with the scents of the house. Her scent stood out among the rest. It was so familiar yet odd to be inhaling it again. Following my nose I rushed down two flights of stairs, almost crashing into Tori.
She yelled something after me but I was at the bottom of the stairs before she could get it out. Spinning to the left, I used the side door Chloe had walked out of a few minutes earlier. My heart was rushing and the wolf was urging me on blindly, excited in see his mate again. I crashed through the forest, wincing at how Simon-like I sounded. Her scent intensified pushing everything out of my mind till there was only her. The trees thinned and fell away till I was in a large clearing.
A clear blue river ran through the surprisingly short green grass. The land gave way, letting the water drop in waterfall. The river stunned me. There had been a clearing at the safe house last time but not a river. To change the future you must change the past. The shadow's words spilled through my mind. What else had changed?
"Derek?" Chloe's sweet voice broke through my thoughts. "What are you doing out here?" I turned to look at her. She looked the way she had when we first arrived at this house so many fateful nights ago. She was small and delicate. Black dye still fused to her blond hair. Dark circles ringed around her bright blue eyes. Even a peaceful night at the safe house hadn't gotten rid of them.
"I was looking for you, breakfast's ready," I said, still distracted with making sure she was okay. I was going to reach out a touch her, see if she was real or a part of my imagination but she was giving me a strange look. "What's wrong?"
"D-Derek, why a-are you s-shirtless?" she stuttered, a blush rising on her cheeks. I had to admit I kind of had missed her frustrating stutter. I had must definitely missed the blush. A small blush of my own formed on my cheeks. In my hurry I had forgotten to put on a shirt. I shifted uncomfortably not sure what to say.
"Necromancer!" a tiny voice squeaked. Startled with both looked up. A little girl dressed in over-sized overalls was pointing at Chloe. The shirt she wore under the overalls was too big too, letting us only have a glimpse of the top of her accusing finger. "Werewolf!" she squealed pointing at me. On the top of her head she wore a winter hat. It was a triangle shape, making two points on the top of it look like she had animal ears.
Her hat, which was also too big, drooped forward slightly so that they were covering her eyes. With an impatient finger she pushed it back to reveal a pair of large emerald green eyes. I took a double take on her familiar eyes. Chloe's breath came in sharp, she saw it too. The rich green color of the little girl's eyes was the exact color of my eyes. A smile crept over the little girls lips "Derek!"
A/N: What do you think of my new installment? I was originally made it longer but it seemed like a good place to stop. So that just means that I have Chapter Three all done and ready. Please review and let me know what you think. Who's the strange girl with Derek's eyes? Any guesses? Five reviews please! 'Till next time!
