Thanksgiving soon in America, Just America sorry Martians! No joining the party,

If this chappie seems like a drunk kitten plzz excuse me. I am writing this later than I would appriciate. I just have to do it because I know it makes me go nuts when authors of very short stories suddenly stop for months. The only things worse than that is your average sub- species Hater.

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FangPOV

My face hardened as Katelynn walked out off the room examining the heavy (for its size, smart one) , oval shaped bullet in hand. Nothing dangerous about that! She is much to confident for a killer. I don't like this. She is not safe. Why does everyone trust her? What if she begins to read minds like Angel ca- did?

I remembered a few months ago

"You must be shaking in your skin," Gazzy stated, not giving me any space to deny it

"Whu- Why?" Iggy began as if he had just woken up to distant gunshot before smiling slyly (it's a word... I think) Iggy started to chuckle, he never 'chuckles' but today he did as he said "She... must be totally Bad. Ass." Iggy said pointing in Ratchet's general area for reassurance. Ratchet nodded smirking and leaned against my door which he closed.

"Definitely." Ratchet said and Gazzy started mumbled something that sounded like.

"Pssh... I... She scared me enough... llama... ...pssh no dur she's hard core... zzubbeedaa bubbaad Freak me out."

All of us had maganed to keep a straight face and exchange bemused glances, but then Gazzy had to make a very subtle fart making us all laugh except me, I just smirked.

"I- if- just, ugggh I fold." I stuttered laying down my cards and jumping out the window. You might call this leaving again, I call it a two week break to the Hawks.

I hadn't made it 200 yards when I heard a silky smooth voice saying "Leaving so soon?" Yikes! Only a little terrifying.

I turned around to see a pair of glowing blue eyes staring at me, as impassive as I am but scary in a way.

"I can see right through those emotionless eyes." She said making me feel like I was in an observation room at The School, Katelynn continued "I can tell that you don't trust me. I can tell that you and Max have something awkward going on. I can tell that you and Dylan want to slit each others' throats. I can tell that you are only leavig because you think I'm dangerous. Of course, leave the dangerous chick to babysit the 9 year old." She lifted her hands up in confusion. When I was silent for about 30 seconds she flipped out.

"God! Didn't anybody teach you how to speak?" She took wingstrokes towards me and shoved me hard. I was pushed back 40 feet and fell about a hundred feet. Invisible rage boiled in me as I surged upward, fully prepared to make her fall out of the sky. She surged toward me until she was only ten feet away, I saw a focused look enveloping her unnatural blue eyes. I felt my wings tingle then suddenly the snapped into my sweatshirt. I fell for a long times before Katelynn came zipping down from the clouds above me and grabbed me by the ankle, I still dangled upside down.

"Sorry!" She laughed, it was an incredibly warm and welcoming laugh to be matched with such frightening eyes.

"You need more practice on the whole 'telekinesis' thing." I said frustrated and upside out, she laughed again and dropped me.

"Heeeey!" I shouted, my voice lost in the wind. I snapped out my wings, because they seemed to stop tingling. I flew over to a beach, that should relax me. I was filled with false hope that Katelynn might not follow me, she did, and she smiled as she smacked me with her snowy white secondary feathers and passed me.

"You shouldn't pass me, you won't know where I'm going!" I yelled regreting it immediatly because she fell back in line behind me and followed me. Holden has created a monster, or montrous chick, or mutant chick. Whatever!

KatelynnPOV

12:50 PM

I glanced over at Fang after he said "The water is relaxing." for the 5th time. I rolled my eyes, "Dude not impressive." I said but it kinda sounded like 'shut up I'm tired!'

Fang started trying to list things to talk about, "Well, how 'bout-"

"Fang, I can read you like a book and if you are missing Max just go make up with her already!"

Fang's black eyes met mine, now I feel like an open book to a reader.

"It's just not that simp-"

"Yes it is. You like her, she likes you. You obviously both are fully aware of that." I retorted frustrated and positive that this guys needs girl tips. Fang got a strangled look.

"Well-"

"FANG, I SWEAR TO GOD I AM NEVER GONNA LET YOU FINISH A SENTENCE EVER AGAIN UNLESS YOU MAKE UP WITH MAX! JUST GO DO IT!" I screamed at him, and it was one hundred percent truthful, He sighed,

"Oka-"

"GO!" I said patting him on the back. He made it 5 steps before I tripped him and he stayed silent as I said

"You're gonna chicken out aren't you?" I waited a moment and then he nodded even though he had a face full of sand.

I groaned and kicked a bunch of sand on Fang then just left, through the air and it was really cold.

I have telekinesis, but I think if I try to control someone's speech it might go wrong, a big downside to the whole 'powers' thing. I mean for all I know I could turn 'I love you' into 'I farted on you'. That would not be romantic.

I turned to see Fang getting up and then sitting back down, he lost this round,

1 point Katelynn! :-P

By the time I had flown back the house was dark and silent, I opened the door as silently as I could trying not to awaken any current residents of the large desert front house. The floor boards creeked as I walked blindly in the dark up the stairs to my room which I share with Maya, Star, and Kate. Suddenly a light flicked on and a tall, lean figure came through the doorway. I had to squint to be able to tell who it was, once I saw that it was Ratchet I tried to put on my 'polite' face just in case I have one and said "Hey," his reaction was unsettling

"Sup, Blue-Eyes?" I raised an eyebrow frustrated, Ratchet and Hot shot (Holden) seem to have ganged up on me to make me feel awkward.

"Your mom." I said as I tried to pass him, he shot out a hand to my shoulder and stopped me as he smoothly retorted

"Your testube."

"I shattered it which is what I'm gonna do to you if you don't shut it and let me go to my bed and get a single stinking wink of sleep before we go out an save this 'Ella' chick, we clear?" I whispered as scathingly as I could without shouting. Ratchet shrugged and before I had a moment to prepare, he grabbed my under the knees and threw me over his shoulder. I pushed my hair out of my face and pondered different ways to murder him tommorrow without anyone knowing.

1. I could use telekinesis to shoot my bullet into his head.

but, there'd be to much blood

and, the bullet is a keepsake for me now

OKAY number 1 will not happen

2. I could freeze him to death and then dropp him somewhere in the middle of the dessert, slightly cruel, but I can work with it maybe.

My thoughts were interrupted when Ratchet threw me into my soft comfy bed. Well, not exactly. First he threw me at the wall making a noise that I think was litterally louder than thunder, then I fell about 4 feet to my bed where I bit my tounge. Doesn't sound that bad but it was excruciating.

Maya woke up angrily swiping her fist through the air, narrowly missing the lamp. Kate woke up with a frustrated look on her face as if this is not uncommon. Star's chaotic voice didn't help, she just HAD to yell didn't she? "WHAT HAPPENED KATELYNN?" Star shouted once all of the noise had 'died down'.

I held my wrist in my hand, it had taken most of the impact and it was swelling up very quickly. I groaned, Ratchet flipped on a light, I saw that my swelling was deep red, great I probably have a sprained or broken wrist. "I didn't have time to stop Ratchet over here from chucking me at a wall, I was to busy thinking of my options for killing him while I tryed to stay quiet and keep him quiet." I glanced at Ratchet who looked stung, SCORE.

2 points - Katelyn

"Is your wri-" Ratchet began to run his mouth, but he has lost ALL speaking rights as far as I am concerned. I know he didn't mean to hurt me, but he's gonna get it now, He'll be going insane by the end of the week. Then I'll calm him down by pushing him off a cliff. Oh, no, that would calm ME down.

"I can handle it." I said stiffly, shoving him as I walked out the door and downstairs to the kitchen for an icepack. At first when I got there I was looking in the fridge for an ice pack, It was odd there were milk cartons and egg cartons but not ice. Very peculiar I think Star must be on a dairy diet lately. I finally found an icepack under 10 egg cartons. I held it gently on my hand but it still stung badly. I whipped the freezer door shut and Ratchet scared the swear words out of me. I cursed and tried to walk around him but he crouched down and kept trying to get me to look at him.

"I'm sorry!" Ratchet exclaimed and failed the Bambi eyes it doesn't work on 7 foot tall, bulky 15 year old guy. That's just wrong, and I hate damage control.

"I don't need your apology, I need a properly functioning wrist so that we at least have a sliver of a chance of finding Ella-" I lifted my wrist uselessly "and this is a bit of an impediment. Oh and on more thing ..." I smacked him across the face, with a lot of sting, it hurt my hand. There was definately an imprint on his face with my fingers on it. (Don't try this kids, risky stuff). I popped a few painkillers in my mouth and headed off to bed.

Oh my goodness what have I done? Now we have a hundred pound of inter- mutant dramas!

Review and tell me because I don't know.