I knew that we had to move, I just had no idea on where we would go. Where could we run, where could we find somewhere safe? I wanted to decide on a direction before wasting my energy on trying to carry Isabelle somewhere to safety.

"This is awful." I groaned, looking down on the ground.

"What do you think we should do?" Isabelle asked. Looking into her eyes, I understood why she ran. She was confused, and scared. I felt the same as her, I understood her the way I knew myself, maybe better, but I still felt abandon. I looked into those sad, dark blue eyes. I wanted to tell her that everything would be fine, but I knew it wouldn't and she knew too.

"I don't know..." I whispered.

"I think we should head that way and try to find a house or road. Anything really." Isabelle said, pointing at a random direction. I looked around. There weren't that many options.

"I guess." I agreed, "Are you ready? Do you still want me to carry you?"

"You don't have to carry me. I can try and-" I cut Isabelle off.

"No, I'll carry you. You can't walk." I decided. I stood up, then leaned down and picked Isabelle up. She was heavy, the same weight as me, but with shaky steps, I made my way in the general direction that Isabelle had pointed too. One foot in front of the other.

My arms felt like they were made of dough. I had no clue how long it would be until I accidentally dropped Isabelle or I passed out. Several times I nearly tripped on the thick undergrowth.

"Madison, do you want to take a break?" Isabelle asked.

"No-I'm okay." I panted. It was getting harder to see. Dark black clouds covered the moon, also promising rain. It was getting harder to see, and I was stumbling more and more often. Once I even ran into a tree. My shirt was starting to become wet and sticky from sweating. A few times I found I couldn't see at all and I had to feel my way around.

"Madison, go left." Isabelle said.

"Left? Why left?" I asked.

"There's a steep embankment up ahead. You want to avoid it." Isabelle replied.

"Where? I don't see it?" I scanned the area and stupidly continued to go straight. I was too busy looking up that I didn't look down and see the embankment. My feet slipped out from under me and I felt myself drop Isabelle. She screamed, or maybe it was me that screamed. As I tumbled downward, I hit a rock that was jutting outward, and suddenly, I was free falling. Maybe I screamed again, or maybe it was Isabelle. I hit the ground-hard. Next to me, Isabelle landed with a thump. I withered around and tried to get up, but I just collapsed. I could barely move.

We must have laid there helplessly for an hour, maybe more. It began to drizzle on us, and I heard thunder booming out in the distance. My only hope was that maybe, just maybe, someone would find us.

"Madison," Isabelle groaned.

"Yeah?" I asked, army crawling towards her.

"You need to learn the difference between left and straight." She whispered. We both laughed, laying there like total lunatics.

"Madison? Isabelle?" Someone called. The voice wasn't familiar, but it was a guy...

Both Isabelle and I froze and held our breath. I closed my eyes tightly, wishing I could be home. Not here in Beacon Hills, but our old home. Our old home, with Dad, with my old friends. Someone laid their hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay?" The person asked.

"Do I look okay?" I growled sarcastically.

"Are you Isabelle or Madison?" Another person asked, it was Scott. So Scott and his friend were here, and they had found Isabelle and me.

"Who are you talking too?" I asked.

"DOES IT MATTER?" Scott growled.

"Yes, yes it does." I said, matter-of-factly.

Someone sighed. The other person said, "Can someone just answer? We need to get the two of you home."

I opened my eyes and sat up. Scott and his friend were normal. Next to me, Isabelle slowly sat up too. I looked at Scott, then the other person. The other person was older then Scott with black hair and green eyes.

"Who's he?" I asked Scott.

"That's Derek. Now which twin are you?" Scott replied.

"Madison." I said.

"Isabelle," Isabelle groaned.

"Neither of you guys were bitten... Right?" Derek asked.

"No... Why?" Isabelle asked.

Scott looked at Derek, then said, "It doesn't matter, now we need to get you guys back home. If anyone bothers asking you what happened, say someone chased you and you got lost. You didn't see who, you just ran... Okay?"

"Yeah," Isabelle and I said at the same time. With that, Derek and Scott helped us to our feet and began to lead us through the woods. After a few minutes, they practically had to carry us. For the first time in my life I felt completely helpless. There was nothing I could do. I was powerless.