I wrote quite a bit of this by hand back when I was working on about Chapter 7 on the Computer. Also, NaNoWriMo! I'm doing this so expect some more updates throughout the month! Hopefully long ones like this over 7000 one too!

I'm going to be introducing the other groups as they come over to Denmark for the next lot of Chapters, so I'll start introducing the other characters and their abilities etc.

My name is Eduard von Bock, or, especially now, I'm usually just referred to as 'The Estonian Supernatural', 'Eesti Supernatural', or whatever it happens to be in your native tongue.

Being a Supernatural isn't all that bad to be honest once you've got used to your ability being extremely unstable and unpredictable at times, as well as the fact you automatically become a reject from society. With how dull and bland normal humans are, it's much better once you've found your fellow Supernaturals, who usually have such vibrant unique personalities that you won't get bored of them. At least you feel like you belong there instead of just getting looked at permanently as if you've grown another head, which can feel really offensive. Other times it's just hilarious to see their dumbfounded faces when they see how amazing talented you are compared to them.

My ability was pretty irritating at times when it wasn't needed, but extremely useful when it was- and not to brag, but probably one of the most beneficial for myself and the other Supernaturals, be them in the Russian Group or not.

My mind was wired up and worked just like the Internet. Since the Internet stored everything nowadays, I was near enough a genius, a second Einstein if you will. Need to Google something? Don't waste your time, I'll already know the answer to your problem. Your 10 Notifications on Facebook? Your one friend shared a photo while another updated a status. Offer me money and I'll consider telling you the other eight.

To be honest, finding the rest of my 'Supernatural Group' was hardly difficult.

Toris is my older cousin, who lived in Lithuania back when we were younger (and that felt like eternities ago now). Ivan, Natalya and Katyusha were siblings who found out they were Supernaturals before they had even registered that they were out their mother's womb. I'm not so sure how they found Raivis…though I think Katyusha may have said something about finding him in a Latvian Orphanage. Thinking of that, I'm 99.682% sure that's the case.

We were known generally as the 'Russian Group', even though theoretically the 'Soviet Group' would have worked out more appropriate. Ivan was the only Russian and Katyusha the only other to have lived there, but we just seemed to live with it, I was the only one who had even brought it up. Ivan then started scaring the hell out of me so it was never mentioned again.

The Russian Group were currently staying in a hotel right in the heart of Copenhagen, Denmark.

With an explanation, it did make more sense than it sounded, honestly. Ivan had given me access to the groups email since he never checked it and my brain automatically notified me when there was a message (His actual email was the bit that I found the dodgiest- IvanNatalyaKatyushaTorisEduardRaivis . First of all, how did he actually get all of our names to fit without going over some sort of word limit? Secondly, probably because the people who actually made the domain were permanently drunk on vodka. I hate to stereotype, but the company were Russian…)

Apparently, our 'Killers', who didn't want to kill us but just simply torture us (which was probably worse), had all formed an alliance. All 51 of them. So we, the Supernaturals, had formed out own Alliance. All 51 of us. Their base was in New York, despite them regularly making appearances around Europe, since they were all around the world like we are, and our was in Denmark as the Nordic Group were the most…unprepared for what was about to happen. Lukas and Emil, the Norwegian and Icelandic Supernaturals only just found out who they were and were confirmed a couple of days back and Matthias, the Dane, had been bound to the forest at the Local Ski Resort and was only freed yesterday.

We were all going to meet together one group at the time. We would join the Nordic Group tomorrow now all five of them were united, and the other 40 Supernaturals would follow suit.

To be honest, I was kind of nervous. I had spoken to the majority of the Supernaturals via phone or speaking without a camera but bar vaguely seeing the ones that Ivan brought to his deceased parent's old left-to-ruin home that had been given to him and his sisters, the only one I had met physically was Tino- The Finnish Supernatural. I lived in Finland for a brief period of time when we were four or five, and like almost all children do, we became the best of friends. I hadn't spoken to him for almost a year as Berwald- The Swede- was the one who usually picked up the phone (even though he never even spoke), but our friendship remained strong and it would be interesting to see him after thirteen years.

In case Matthias' or anyone else's Killer happened to be here, we weren't allowed to go in groups of less than three as a precaution (unfortunately this wasn't possible for the Nordics, so they had to be even more sensitive to their surroundings than the rest of us). Ivan, Katyusha and Raivis had gone for a little sightseeing while Toris, Natalya and myself remained in the Hotel.

Ivan got us three rooms in a pretty cheap hotel for us before we joined the Nordic's tomorrow. A bunk and a single room for 'The Baltic Trio' (I had bottom bunk, Raivis had top and Toris was enjoying the space for once since as we were so poor we had to share a double bed between an eighteen, seventeen and fifteen year old and it was so awkward). A twin room for 'Kat and Nat'. A double room for himself. Now I actually had space to breath I didn't mind sharing. Toris was more of a brother than a cousin and after a couple of years together I found out Raivis was my half-brother.

Luckily for Raivis, since Ivan treated him like he was a baby as he was the youngest he didn't have to endure anything that Toris and I did when we were children. He still didn't even know what sex was, and he couldn't have accessed himself as he never used the computer as it was all in Estonian for my benefit. Toris and I were trying to think of a less mind scarring way to show him that what Toris and I had to endure when Ivan told, well showed us. I was eight, Toris nine and Ivan just let us sit on his lap before saying "You two will be at this soon enough, so I might as well show you so you're aware." Before pressing play to the most gross and disgusting porn he could probably find. I was still not even in a relationship, but I'm not so sure about Toris because the Polish Supernatural 'Totes has the hots for the cutie'.

"I hate you both so I'm going downstairs."

Natalya was a weird but interesting sort of girl. She's seventeen, the same age as me and a year younger than Toris. Even as the Belarusian Supernatural she didn't act a mature age, even now as a young adult. She automatically hated you if you weren't family, especially if you were male. And it was so blatantly obvious that he had the hots for her and was totally head over heels for her I'm surprised that she hadn't tried to morph into his Killer just to terrify him so he'd never come near her again.

"I'm just saying, I think it would be better if we found a picture of someone on the Internet of any random person for you to morph into in case a Killer just so happens to be nearby." I said, pulling my laptop in case she actually agreed. She was quite a go solo person when her brother wasn't around, so it would be highly unlikely.

"Whatever. I'll be back in a minute, I'm going to use the toilet in my room as I really need a piss and yours smells like one of you had diarrhoea in it. Bye, losers." As soon as she left, I pressed the on button.

"I'm going to find the fattest, ugliest man to ever put his face onto the Internet."

"No, Eduard! You can't do that to a beautiful woman like Natalya!"

See what I mean?

"Think Logically Toris- Since she's so beautiful in your eyes, then making her ugly will make her less obvious to the Killers. Now, how shall I word this for Google Images?" Toris tried to look at what I was doing but I sat right in the corner that the bed was on so he couldn't. Poor, poor Toris, he couldn't protect his crush.

"Why do you have a crush on Natalya anyway?" I asked as I scrolled through the search 'Overweight Bald Men'.

Toris turned bright red. "She'll come in in a minute and with my bad luck it'll be at the wrong time!"

"Toris, did you forget that your Supernatural Ability is to predict the near future?"

"I-it messes up when I'm nervous! That's the flaw!"

All of us had a flaw in our ability. Mine was it didn't work when I had dodgy or no WiFi connection close and strong enough to me.

"When does your ability actually work then?" I said, smiling smugly.

"H-hey! It's not my fault!" He whined.

"Who's is it then?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, still focused on the screen rather than him sat halfway down my bed cross legged, pouting slightly.

"Whatever you're talking about, it better not be about me. I managed to morph my knives so I wouldn't be caught by the airport. I've got three- you can share the one for your throat and since I'm in a nice mood today, I'll let you have one each for when I chop off your dicks."

Yes, Natalya- The Belarusian Supernatural who could morph herself and things she made contact with to anything she could see- was in a pretty good mood for her today. Usually she would already have the knives in place.

"Eeek! We weren't talking about anyone Natalya! Eduard was just being mean to me…"

"You'd better not be lying to me Laurinaitis." Toris flinched at the use of his surname. "And von Bock, stop humming you bastard."

"I hum a lot, it's natural."

"Well stop it before your vocal chords come out in the process of your throat being slit."

"It takes six weeks to change a habit, Natalya."

"Make it six hours, no, six seconds, you smartass. Anyway, have you got a picture?"

I showed it to her and she gave me a very dirty look. "Have fun picking that one, eh von Bock?"

"With your long hair and slim figure, I didn't want the Killers to look for that, that's why I chose a slightly overweight bald man."

"I one hundred percent totally believe you." She said, her voice dripping with an icily tone. "I guess it'll have to do."

"I'm not trying to get you to kill me, but have you got the hang of your boobs this time?" I never had this confidence with Ivan, but Natalya was all threaten and no action. I'd know her long enough to confirm that.

"Da, I have, you perverted bastard. You should know after living with two women that you never ask woman about their boobs. Would you like it if I suddenly asked you your dick size and if you refused to say, then I'd drag you into the middle of the city and chop it off for entertainment?"

"No no no no no! I'm not implying that! I'm just surprised it took so long for Lukas and Emil to notice. A man as skinny as you doesn't even have moobs."

"Are you implying I have massive tits?!"

"Nothing of the sort, Natalya. I'm just saying that women have bigger boobs that men do moobs, it's general logic really." I don't know why, but Toris always found 'moobs' a hilarious word, and always started laughing.

"What's so funny, Toris?" Natalya turned on him, and his snorting turned automatically into awkward laughing as if he had just told a joke the other person didn't find funny.

"Oh! Just something I thought of in my head…"

"Keep it in your head next time." She frowned. "I'm going downstairs, there might be some people that are actually decent other than you two weirdoes."

Natalya slammed the door and stormed downstairs three floors to reach the dining room or reception, whichever she ended up choosing was highly irrelevant to my currently life so I wasn't bothered.

~x~

"So what do you think of Denmark, Rai Rai?"

"Oh, yeah, I like it! It's my first time somewhere other than Russia and Latvia, which I don't even remember, so it's a nice change!"

If Ivan wasn't so scary I'd tell him that I thought something suspicious was going on.

My name is Raivis Galante and I'm a fifteen year old Latvian who grew up in Russia and is currently in Denmark. I would say my life is pretty uneventful, but it really isn't compared to a normal humans.

"Is something the matter Rai Rai?" Oh, and Ivan had this really annoying habit of calling me Rai Rai. I hadn't said anything though, he does this really creepy thing making this 'KolKol' noise which basically means run or die.

"I just have this really bad feeling that someone's watching us, that's all. It's probably nothing."

Even though Ivan's Supernatural Ability was Temperature and Weather Control (so he usually made it about twice as cold as freezing Russian already is), he also had this habit of his eyes changing colour. They were usually violet, but went blue when he was more serious and less sadistic.

"Raivis," Oh, and he went to my full name too. "Knowing the situation we're in right now, it's probably not nothing. You stay right here in my eyeline while I got and find Katyusha."

Ivan walked off to one of the shops a little way down the road to find his elder sister, and I could see him the whole time bar when he walked into one of the shops which must have been where Katyusha was- I think it was a coffee shop.

I thought about going to follow him as he couldn't see me and I was pretty vulnerable with it being a Capital full of people.

With my bad luck, Rayman, Tomas and Egor had to pick the exact moment I was about to walk to catch me.

Tomas and Egor towered over me, both about six foot tall. Their appearances were both strikingly similar to their Supernaturals, bar their hair and eye colour. While Toris had green eyes and brown hair, Tomas had black hair and red eyes, and Eduard's light brown hair and blue-violet eyes were a little more similar to Eduard's, bar the fact he had been scarred several times on the face, including one which must have given him Acquired Monocular Vision, as it had gone an unnaturally light blue while the other one was a more normal colour.

Rayman was slightly taller than me despite us both being the same age near enough, and had a knife at my throat, not reacting to my eyes crossing to watch his every move and the heaving of my chest. Rayman had dark brown hair and green eyes, contrasting my light brown and blue.

The thing I had always found weird about the Baltic Killers was they had no individuality. They always wore the same clothes and had the same emotionless face behind them. But what made it even harder was the three of them were three of the most dangerous Killer's. Rayman is one of the World's Youngest Hitmen, Tomas prefers a slow, painful death and Egor has been known to electrocute to kill as well as killing…innocent babies. It makes me feel like I'm about to puke just thinking of it.

"You're alone." I was so close to fainting right now, especially Rayman- the ringleader at that- started speaking, withdrawing the knife but keeping it about halfway between the two of us. "Why."

I couldn't open my mouth without feeling like I would puke over their black suits, which would almost guarantee being strapped up to one of Egor's high voltage machines.

"Speak." Tomas said, drawing his own knife, Egor following suit. Behind Rayman, Tomas shoved Egor to the other side of my Latvian counterpart before growling "You know you need to go onto the right side otherwise you could easily get attacked on your blind side."

I'd better tell Eduard so he can spread the word in case they attack anyone else, I thought, my face not showing anything off.

Luckily I'd been able to hold back my ability for long enough and it didn't seem like it was about to kick in. My own ability was to shift my height. Generally it shrunk me but sometimes I grew. I tried to do it so I'd gain a couple of inches in general, but it shrunk me even more so now I was about two inches shorter than I should be. Ah, I was so nervous!

"It'll be over in five minutes." Rayman said, twisting his knife slightly so the light glinted on it. "No-one will hear a thing because you're so quiet."

I bit my lip and gulped. These are the times that shrinking could become my advantage. Bar having a good chance of nearly getting trod on several times, I could run to Ivan without them being able to see me, climb up him by his ear and tell him.

"Bad idea, Ray." Egor grunted. "Supernaturals are physically weak."

Rayman sighed. "Which one of you giants brought that box of stuff I gave you?"

"I did." Tomas said. "And we're average, pipsqueak."

"Shut up and just give me the goddamn box." Rayman said, sticking his right hand out expectedly.

Tomas somehow managed to get a knife underneath it and when he passed it, it went quite deep into my counterpart's hand.

"You will pay for that." Rayman said, looking to his left, not caring about the blood dripping fairly heavily from his hand. I discreetly followed his eye-line to see it was on an alley almost in line with us. I gulped again. "Don't struggle and it'll take less time." He assured before going behind my back, turning me and slowly walking me there with his hands still securely on my back.

Mans Dievs…

~x~

"Maybe I'll actually find someone decent to talk to other that those two idiots." I said, drinking some of the cheap juice one of the hotel managers was giving everyone.

I entered the dining room where some sort of weird magician was doing some entertainment. Nowhere near Supernatural quality, but it'd be fun just to watch him look like a fool compared to what those Kirkland lot can do.

It was laid back, so I wouldn't be stared at if I stood looking around too long. I just had to check that Natasha, Ion and Katia weren't in the room. I know I should look for Egor, Tomas and Rayman, but they'd already be on top of me now and I was more used to them as they were all a bit simple minded. A bit being generous.

Katia was probably the easiest to find as she was the loudest compared to Natasha and Ion. I'd never heard Ion speak and I'd met him quite a few times and Natasha spoke so quietly it was hard to hear her, especially if there was a room of 200 people chattering and muttering, ignoring the man presenting his show. Unless Ion was suffering from his bipolar disorder, then he'd be easy to find.

Katia's extremely mean spirited and harsh, usually yelling at her siblings as if they're her slaves, even though Ion is probably a lot more physically stronger with his build and could easily hit her. I kind of felt sorry for my Counterpart only in the way her elder siblings were both mentally unstable and since her father died before she was born and her mother died giving birth to her then she must have been raised by her siblings.

Trying to find Katia and Natasha's blonde hair and Ion's black hair was unsuccessful. They weren't here.

Or so I thought. They weren't in the room, they were right behind me.

Ion was the one at the front, his eyes lulled a bit as if he'd just taken a fag or something. Big Brother didn't smoke, so it was possible.

Katia was dragging Natasha away from something. I think it was this little puppy toy that they had on the desk; Natasha was a big softy for cute things, well, she was a softy full stop.

"Supernatural." Ion grunted, which brought Katia's attention. "Natalya." And there goes Natasha.

My mind went fuzzy, and then I had a moment of realisation. "You were wearing a wig and eye contacts and drugged my drink, didn't you?!" I said to Ion.

"Maybe." He grunted, as I started to get less aware of the surroundings. He grabbed my wrist but I was still strong enough to smack him with force.

His hand went straight to his cheek.

"You really shouldn't have done that, Natalya." He stated before pulling a knife out.

"Try it, you really don't want to." I knew I didn't have the effort to fight back, but to threaten him was close enough. I wouldn't let them see me as weak like my counterpart is.

"This won't be hard." Ion said before dragging me into the staff toilet, Katia on guard and Natasha still fangirling over the things sprawled around the receptionist's desk. "This won't be hard at all."

~x~

"Raivis?! Raivis?!"

I'd found Katyusha, who'd made conversation with the man selling coffee as she was the only customer and he originally came from Moscow so he was teaching her some important Danish phrases and some tips to get around the town. When I told her I left Raivis vulnerable she actually slapped me and then dragged us out, apologising profusely. She did get a big shirty again when we found no sight of him again, but I told her not to apologise once she stopped. Raivis, Toris and Eduard were just the same family as my sisters, though not biologically.

"Oh, please. That can't be who I think it is…"

"What are you talking about, sestra?"

"Those two man standing by the ally, the one smoking and the one covered in scars with glasses…that's Tomas and Egor…"

I sort of snapped. The only times that the Baltic Killers had attacked we had backup, but poor little Rai Rai couldn't fight, and his ability couldn't work very well when he was panicky. That must have meant Rayman had taken Raivis down that alley, and the things Rayman could do were brutal.

I grabbed Katyusha's hand before storming over to where the two taller Baltics were, Tomas glaring at me and Egor's one eye was. The other went the opposite direction.

"Where. Is. Raivis."

"Dunno. Rayman took him down there." Tomas said shrugging, before taking a deep drag and blowing it straight into my face.

I wasn't one for random violence, but I punched Tomas hard in the nose and kneed him near the groin area, making him slump. Katyusha would usually gasp if I did something like that, but to be honest, she just wanted us to get to Raivis faster so she just watched.

I turned to Egor. "Are you going to act the same was as you do your comrade or do you want me to blind your other eye?"

Egor didn't say anything; he put his hand by his mouth and dragged his hand across as if he were closing a zip.

I groaned and shoved him out of the way before walking a couple of paces down the alley, my hand around Katyusha's tightly. The place was derelict as it was for the backs of shops, so I took a quick look around to find nothing.

"It's not one of those cliché kidnaps. I've killed enough to know where to hide someone effectively. Not one of the corpses has been found."

I turned my eyes onto Rayman, his dull green eyes staring down from the top of a building that had been long closed by the look of the interior. He swung his legs slightly before saying. "Only difference is my stupid counterpart isn't dead, just unconscious and injured. Nothing worse than you did to Tomas back there. I have to say, you look strong but you're still stronger than you look."

"Rayman, for the sake of your own benefit, you'd find it much more beneficial just to tell us where Raivis is without a hassle. Katyusha's Supernatural Ability is to Teleport, so I could easily get up there and just punch that smirk off your face and you might learn to fly until you reach the floor."

"Supernaturals are just people who think they're better than they are and they deserve to be punished."

"Katyusha, are you going to join me?"

"I'll try and find him since Eduard attached those things so we could find each other. Have you got those earplugs so I can tell you anything that happens?"

"Right here, sestra." I said, holding up mine and another one which was a spare. "If Raivis doesn't have his own, give him this. It may be a bit big for his ears, but if he knows anything that he's heard or he's conscious and has worse injuries than what Rayman's told us, get him to talk to me. A little cocky fifteen year old like Rayman should be easy to finish off, so I might be able to catch up with you."

"Oh Ivan, remember he's killed before." Katyusha said, kissing my forehead somehow despite our large height difference.

"I'm ready and experienced, he probably has just killed defenceless boys who had messed around with him and he didn't like it." I said. "And I know that if I don't win, you and Raivis could be put in danger. Egor could come and get you, but just know not to go near electricity if he's involved. He can only kill with electrocution, he had no experience with weaponry.

Katyusha nodded. "I can fight if I need to, little brother. I just think that negotiating and peace are generally a better way to act."

"You have a good way of thinking." I smiled softly, hugging her. "I'd better get going before you know who gets even madder and just throws his knife at us while we hug."

"I'll teleport you and then try and find him." Katyusha agreed. "Oh, Ivan, is this necessary?"

"Probably not, but it's life." I said, before she gave me a crystal she had been given for teleporting to others to get me up on top of the roof.

I'm surprised that Rayman hadn't got a migraine or some sort of headache up here, I was already. Rayman stood hunched forward a bit, his hands out in a position he could have easily grabbed my knives as an advantage. Unfortunately for him, we were going to have a bit of a plot twist, and I don't think he was going to approve.

"So Rayman, how's the killing going on?"

"Do not distract me, Ivan Braginski, Ion's an idiot and I don't even know how he deserves to be the leader of our group, so I'll see no loss in your death. But you're oh so precious about my counterpart, so you wouldn't dream of killing me. I can see it in your eyes. Supernaturals are so emotional, and emotions are for the weak."

"So why do you kill?" I backfired. "For pleasure, of seeing people scream, of seeing them dead, of getting money when you should be behind bars?"

"Shut up, your spontaneous speeches don't impress me, they just make you look weak." He said, pulling out a gun, smirking slightly.

Most Killers just threatened, but I see what Rayman meant when he didn't care for Ion, he shot me and it was just inches off being fatal and killing me. I bit my tongue in panic and now blood was dripping from the left hand side of my chest and the right hand side of my mouth.

I was also had stumbled and tripped backwards, and now my head was hanging off the edge of the building. I panicked again slightly but had this one under control.

Though this would probably startle the two members of public, two men were carrying a mattress directly where I'd fall if I pushed myself off a bit more if I did it in 3…2…1.

I pushed myself off, plummeting about twenty feet until smashing into the mattress. The man at the front hadn't seen anything so dropped it at my weight, while the one at the back was so shocked at what happened he dropped it because of seeing me.

I started coughing blood, and when they saw Rayman leaning over the edge of the building, they frowned.

"Did you push him off, scamp?"

"No, he's suicidal! I swear!"

"You know, I recognise that face from when I went to see my mother in Latvia."

I saw Rayman's lips move as he cursed under his breath. The man at the front made sure that Rayman didn't suddenly take off (and surprisingly, the Latvian was very calm and quiet- neither in a negative way either) as the man at the back called the police and asked if I needed an ambulance after he started panicking over the bullet wound. I denied the offer as it healed over quickly from my Supernatural abilities just as my earplug started making the noises of someone turning it on.

"Found…is this on? Found Raivis. He's in a bad condition. How are you?"

"Good news." I said under my breath so neither men heard me. "I saw two men carrying a mattress and pushed myself off at the right timing so I'd land on it. Rayman didn't expect it so when the two men looked up to see what happened, one recognised him as a hitman so now the Police is coming."

"That's great news! Raivis isn't hospitalised bad, but he'll need to rest until we meet the Nordic's tomorrow. He's taken a blow to the head and he's writhing as soon as I try to pick him up. I hope he's not suffering from concussion or a seizure or-"

"He'll be fine, sestra. Rai Rai is just sickly, can you think of a time he's ever got severely injured in battle training and not been better within two or three days."

"I understand...it's just scary to see him. He's starting to co-operate a bit and trying to get up with support…he's up. I'll get him out now. Are you still in the alley?"

"Da. And by the looks of it, Tomas is better and he and Igor have showed up, just as the Police have, and the Police are holding suspicions against them as well."

"Supernaturals- 1, Killers- 0" I could hear her chuckle, before she gasped. "Oh, no!"

"Sestra?"

"Please, please, please mean that Natasha, Katia and Ion are staying wherever their current location is rather than them attacking Toris, Eduard and Natalya."

I shook my head. "I'm with you on that. Hopefully they're more secure and safe there so they'll have a harder time getting to them if they are there."

Katyusha made a slight whining noise, before muttering. "Raivis is gaining some consciousness. I'm just coming out of the building now."

And as she said this, the door opened and she came out, holding Raivis bridal style, he flopping like a rag doll. He had taken a really strong blow to the back of his head, his mousy brown hair stained red from the drying blood, and he also had several bruises and his trousers cut off at the knee. He was also muttering incomprehensibly in his unconscious state.

"Ivan, what happened?!"

Katyusha had now seen the now nearly healed bullet mark and almost dropped Raivis in shock. Luckily she didn't, otherwise he'd probably in even more agony than he was now, unless another one of the natural Supernatural upsides kicked in- Natural Painkillers. I stopped feeling the bullet, still wedged in about the time I hit the mattress. Now it was just itchy.

"Rayman shot me. It's fine now, just a little bit itchy."

The police, after sorting out Tomas and Egor, another group going after Rayman, came to question the two of us, as well as the two men moving the mattress. I wonder if this brought a bit of flare into their lives since I saw from their badges it was their work- well, once the initial shock had gone.

Katyusha gently passed Raivis to me as she got her phone out. "I'm going to try and call Eduard to see if anything's gone on."

I nodded as Raivis grabbed hold of my shirt, now making slight groaning noises.

"Rai Rai? Is there a light behind the shutters?"

"Eurgh…" He moaned, before his right eye slowly fluttered open. "Wait, where am I and why are you carrying me?!"

"Before I answer, do you remember anything?"

"Oh, yeah, I remember some of it. You went to find Kat and then these three men surrounded me, I can't remember their faces or what happened after though."

"It was Tomas, Egor and Rayman. I don't know what happened but you've had your trousers cut and the back of your head's taken a nasty blow though. Good news though- I had a bit of a battle with Rayman and with the commotion caused, the police are taking the three of them to prison for questioning!"

Raivis grabbed onto me even more tightly. "I'm not sure whether it would be a good idea to try and stand."

"If you want to try, I'll support your weight in case you can't?" I offered. Since he hadn't taken an injury to his legs, it was possible he could walk, but just in case he felt sick or a bit unstable, it was better to test before anything happened.

One of the policemen came up to Raivis then, the man taller than me towering over him as I supported him, letting go after he got himself sorted. "So you're the boy that Mr. Garenta here attacked? How is your state of health?"

"I feel fine but I don't remember what happened after the three cornered me and the back of my head bled."

"Mr. Garenta stated he hit you with some sort of pole, do you feel any severe pain or anything coming from the area he hit you?"

"Not really, it's just numb and buzzing a little."

He turned to me then. "And you are the other man who he attacked? The one that we got a tip off with?"

"Da," I started. "He shot me here though I don't think it was a proper bullet." I lied. "He didn't push me off the building or anything like that, I did that myself. I saw the men with the mattress so used it as an escape route.

"I understand Mr. Braginski." The Policeman stated. "Did you get any injuries during the fall that you have currently on your body that are not the works of Mr Garenta?"

"My necks gone a bit stiff but other than that I don't think anything's happened that has physically left a mark." I said.

"We are also a bit suspicious on what to do with you on your attacks to Mr Lorundartus. They aren't severe injuries but he is complaining of light-headedness and pain to the stomach. I do understand though it was self-defence and in order to protect Mr Galante from them. We're just assessing the injuries of Mr Lorundartus and Van Beckson's reporting's to see what we should do with you."

In the end I got off innocent luckily, but as soon as the Police decided, Katyusha dragged me away.

"Things have taken a turn for the worse. Natalya went down to the reception on her own and she's been attacked by Ion and Natasha and Katia are there as well. We have to get back there and help her."

~x~

"Bastards, I sent a warning to you both but you just didn't have to register it, did you?"

Natalya…

I'm Toris, by the way. I'm eighteen, Lithuanian, somehow alive and a Supernatural. I live with my cousin Eduard, his half-brother Raivis, Ivan and his sisters, Katyusha and oh…Natalya.

I'd never met someone quite like her. She was almost bipolar at times, she'd be stubborn and independent one minute and then emotional and all over you the next. You just had to take a guess by looking at her face which one you were going to get.

And now she was in neither, she was in pain more than anything. She was holding her arm heavily as it limped at her side and she also looked worn out in general.

"Natalya?" Eduard asked, shutting his laptop.

"I got strangled and my head smashed around, then had my skin slit in several areas, before you ask. I made the warning loud enough, I got shoved into the staff toilet so I tried to flush the toilet, rattle the bar the spare ones were on, anything to get your attention but none of it worked and you just ignored me. Big surprise."

"Go and lie down on my bed." I said softly, sympathising. She looked as if she wasn't going to, but then obliged and tried to get the furthest away she could from my clothes sprawled out from yesterday's journey from Moscow. "And now tell us what happened."

"What happened was I saw this crappy entertainment thing so I went to go and have a look for a laugh to see how pathetic human magicians were. Of course I looked for the six of them, it was highly likely that the Baltic's would take so long so I looked more for Ion, Natasha and Katia. When I saw they weren't in the room and turned around naturally, the three were behind me- Natasha at the desk distracted with Katia and Ion the one focused on attacking me. Ion managed to trap me in the staff toilets and this shit happened, it's all your fault to be honest."

"How is it our fault when we were in here and you went on your own? Toris could have at least tried to predict what would happen before you just went down there!"

"Eduard, shut up, you're not my mother!" Natalya hissed. "And before you try and do some crappy first aid on me, I've near enough healed so don't do anything."

"I know you'll tell us if you find something to be the matter Natalya, so if you want treatment, I'll give you it. If you don't, I won't." I said, just as someone started knocking frantically at the door.

"I'll get it." Eduard said, putting his laptop gently next to where he had been sat procrastinating over something and walking over to open the door. "Katyusha?! Is something the matter?"

"Where's Natalya?!"

"She's here. How did you know about what happened?"

"Because Kat actually pays attention when I send a signal to her, unlike you two useless Baltic retards."

"Natalya, that language isn't necessary, I'm sure Toris and Eduard were working on something else and to be honest, it's going to help you with your independent fighting."

Natalya sulked a bit, before Ivan came in, his hand around Raivis' shaking one. "We had a bit of a scenario as well with the three Baltics, so we were just a bit on the edge of whether the other three would protect their own area like you three were or they were elsewhere and maybe had found you. Unfortunately it was the latter."

"Technically it could have been both." Eduard said. "They might be staying here as well just to fool us before we get to the safety of joining the other Supernaturals. That's probably what they're doing- harassing us until we get the support we need to overpower them. Anyway, Raivis, have your healing senses kicked in yet?"

"Y-yeah, bar the dried blood on the back of my head and the scratches there's nothing. I'm going to have a shower to try and get the blood out as it's making my hair go all hard and horrible."

"Just tell me if you need help, Rai Rai!" Ivan yelled as the Latvian started to shut the door, and I could near enough feel the heat from Raivis' cheeks. He wasn't as paranoid as most teenagers with having to share a lot of personal things and space with us, but he still was going through that stage. It was kind of cute seeing him in such a flustered state sometimes.

"Ivan, did you get shot?" Eduard asked, looking over his glasses at the red mark and the bloody hole that ripped through Ivan's shirt.

"Da, it doesn't hurt either. I'll probably wait until later to take some painkillers and try to get the bullet out, I should be able to with some tweezers as it's quite a thin bullet. One to prove a point rather than to injure and kill, by looks and feel of it."

"You're going to get blood everywhere and you'll be in severe pain just pulling it out." Katyusha said to Ivan, just as any big sister would to a little brother. "I'm going to take you to hospital now, they know how to sort it our professionally."

"Kat, I don't need to have an operation to have it taken out, I'll be fine. You haven't been shot as many times as I have so you probably don't know how easy it is." Ivan said, sitting so close to me on my bed he was practically on my lap, Natalya (who had stayed sat next to me, I was so happy!) grabbing tightly onto his arm in the process. She was always so creepily obsessed with him.

We ended up changing the conversation while Raivis was still in the bathroom, eventually getting out of the shower-bath and putting his head in the sink. It still had dyed his hair red slightly at the back, and in the end he came out in defeat.

Ivan left first, followed by Natalya to try and get the bullet out, Katyusha worrying as much as she always did into her hands. You couldn't blame her, we were playing a very dangerous and violent game here.

In the end she left as well, and after a little bit of her wailing because of so much blood, they settled down and the three of us tried to go to sleep as well.

"Raivis, you're sure you're alright."

"Fine, this bloods just annoying."

"If you get into pain again just…wake us up, OK?" I said.

"OK, good night."

"Night."