It's time for…Chapter 7! :D So yeah that's really all I have to say read and review please! :)

I just realized that in the last author's note I misspelled button. Don't blame me! It's not my fault some idiot put the I button and the O button right next to each other! :(

Lana stares at me. Caine stares at me. Diana stares at me. I look at them. To tell the truth, I'm a little scared by this outburst. Apparently the voice in my head is important after all. Sam stands up. "All right," he says. "So the Darkness and Drake are both back, so now we need to figure out how we're going to fight them. Everyone, grab some weapons and tools you might need. Get into groups of three and we'll decide who goes where. Let's move!" Everyone starts talking and running around at once, and I see Astrid going to get the younger kids off the school bus.

The little kids look afraid of all the strangers, but Charlie goes right up to Patrick, says, "Doggie!", and hugs him.

"Woof!" replies Patrick and licks Charlie's face. The other kids all start petting him too. Lana laughs at all the attention her dog is getting. She washes her hands and talks to Astrid and Diana, who nod. They stand together, and I guess that they are a group of three. Brianna, Taylor, and Bug form another team. I see Dekka, Orc, and Howard standing together talking. Orc looks bored and tired. Howard looks a little intimidated by Dekka. Dekka looks annoyed by the two of them. I see Sam and Caine standing with Edilio. Sanjit and his brother, Virtue, go to team up with Computer Jack. I stand away. They aren't going to let me fight. I hadn't expected them to.

Caine immediately takes charge. "Okay, so I'm guessing that Bug, your team is covering spying and surprise attacks?" Bug nods in agreement. Brianna has a knife, a pistol, and a piece of wire in her belt. Taylor has a gun too, but she doesn't look very sure of how to use it. "Okay, Dekka, Howard, Orc, you three can focus on diversions and defense. But you'll need information to do it. Who's doing that?"

"We are," says Astrid calmly. "We'll base ourselves here. I'll take care of the plans and information, Diana can work on communicating with all of you, and Lana will be here too. I think all the children should stay safe here too, in their rooms. Who knows, Drake might target here first."

"Fine," replies Caine, "But if he does, we'll need a force to hold him off until the others can get here to finish him off. Jack, your team can get that. I think that's everyone."

"Wait," says Sam, "You haven't picked a job for yourself yet. What's our team going to do?" Caine laughs.

"The answer is simple. We are on the offensive. We're going Drake-hunting."

An hour later everyone is off. Jack, Sanjit, and Virtue are pacing around the house nervously. Astrid is set up by the television, getting the latest news. She has a pad and pen next to her, and is constantly scribbling down notes. Her laptop is a mess of maps and gibberish I couldn't understand. Diana sits next to her, holding a walkie talkie. Occasionally, people check in, but the answer is always the same. Drake was nowhere to be found.

Lana is in the kitchen, setting up a medical table by throwing a sheet over the counter. She has a box of painkillers at her feet, and is filling pots with hot and cold water. A cooler full of ice is nearby, and I know what it is for. Ice helps bring out the burning pain of whip lashes. Lana glances up and sees me standing there silently. She glares, but doesn't say anything. Patrick growls.

"You look just like him, you know," she said suddenly. It wasn't a hostile tone, but it was guarded. "Except for the whip hand." That she said almost bitterly.

"Well, I have a whip, sort of," I say, and my arm begins to lengthen into hat fleshy thing it had before. Patrick barks, and Lana aims her pistol at my chest. Her face was a look of horror and anger. "No! Don't shoot! It's my power. I can twist my muscle and bone tissue around. At least, that's what Aunt Astrid says it is." Lana cracks a smile but doesn't put the gun down.

"Well, that's just like Astrid, isn't it? Come up with a sensible answer for everything…" She looks at me with such venom and hate I almost shrink back. Almost. "I gave him that whip, you know. He—he held me at gunpoint and led me down the mine shaft, and it forced me to heal him, and it was that…that horrible red whip. I healed so many lashes that it made later, and there were so many I couldn't save, and it was all my fault!" She is sobbing now, and I back away. Patrick whines and rubs his head against her knee. She pets him and goes back to setting up her hospital.

"Are you okay?" Kiara asks me as I walk into the playroom where all the kids are. They look at me with wide, fearful eyes, and I collapse on the couch.

"I don't know," I say tiredly, "I just don't know."

Peter and Daniel are playing with Amelia. Kiara is watching me with concern. Evelyn is sitting in a corner, whispering to herself. That didn't really seem odd to me, since I do it constantly, so I left her alone. Nick is watching cartoons. I want to sleep, but I'm not tired. Evelyn stands up from her corner and approaches me.

"Someone's here to see you," she says quietly. I try not to roll my eyes.

"Evelyn, I don't want to play with you,"

"No, someone's here. She has a message. She says it's urgent. She needs to talk to you."

"Who the hell are you talking about?" I'm not supposed to swear in front of the kids. Oops.

There is a long pause. "What's that?" Evelyn's eyes focus on thin air beside me, and I turn and look where she's looking. "Her name is Sarah. She needs to talk to you really bad."

Just then I hear a window shattering from downstairs.