A/N- Hello! Here is the latest chapter of The Lost Hero! I apologize for the mistakes, but i was in a hurry to put this one out. Read the bottom for a little more info.

November 13, 2006, Boston
EPOV

Today was not a good day. I mean, there was a very low standard for my days lately, but even today was below it. Teddy left, and James was furious. They had gotten in a fight the night before, and when we woke up, he was gone. I had no idea what the fight was about, but I had a feeling that I was the only one who didn't. I fell asleep on the floor of the apartment, listening to the two men's booming voices with the occasional sound of something being broken. It was barely light outside when I woke up to James storming around our tiny living space. Kasper was trying to calm him down, and was very unsuccessful. Kasper was a lanky black guy, who always kept his cool; no matter what. The rest of them were pacing or sitting in the living room.

There was Tix, who was skin and bones. She ate as well as the rest of us did, but she never gained weight. Her tiny wrists were constantly at eye level, because she always had a cigarette between here long fingers. Tix always looked nervous, and never spoke to me.

Co and Caine were the only two I liked other than Tanya. They were always so jumpy and happy, and they were the only ones who never touched any form of drugs. They were twins, and it was still difficult for me to tell them apart. They both suffered from insomnia and when I couldn't sleep, which was happening more and more, they always stayed up with me and made me laugh. They didn't talk to me around James or Elizabeth.

Peach was, of course, from Georgia. But behind her sweet name and charming southern accent, she was the biggest bitch I had ever met. Other then Elizabeth of course. Elizabeth was just straight out evil, but Peach was more deceiving. She would pretend to want to help you, but then laugh in your face for falling for it. And she definitely wasn't against slapping me, even though it got her in trouble with James.

Ace and Teddy were really good friends, both intimidating assholes, just like James. They all had similar body types, although Ace was bald. They tried so hard to suck up to James and it was almost pathetic to me.

But Scout was always James' right hand man. It made no sense to me, because Scout was the quietest one of the group. While Kasper was arrogant in his silence, Scout was thoughtful. He had never said a harsh word to me, but something about him always scared me.

Of course Tix, Peach, Co, Caine, Kasper, Ace and Teddy were not their real names. No one knew each others names. James and Elizabeth had given them their new names, and there was never any question about them. Me and Tanya were the only ones who didn't have nicknames. Our name was whatever he wanted it to be. So when he called me Edward, the Crew just assumed it was another pseudo name. I was the only one who knew James and Elizabeth's real names. Everyone else called James Cap, and Elizabeth Miss.

Tanya. If anyone confused me, it was her. We automatically became friends, it kind of just happened. But she was distant, and it had only just started to get better. She would be laughing and talking to me one moment, and then she would turn around and walk away, like I didn't even exist. Sometimes she would look at me with such hatred, but five minutes later look at me like I was her best friend. And this morning, it happened to be the former.

I looked at her questioningly as I sat up, wondering what happened and why she was staring at me like that.

"This is your fault you little shit! I knew it, you were a bad idea. We are too large, there's not enough money to go around." James yelled at me. Tanya then changed the direction of her glare to James. When he met her glare, she averted her eyes. She was just as scared of him as the rest of us, maybe even more so.

"Cap, don't be ridiculous. Teddy left because he was jealous. He couldn't stand the fact that Anthony was actually useful. We will be fine with out him, and he wouldn't say shit to anybody," Scout said calmly.

"Does he really think he can just leave? That I wouldn't fucking hunt him down and kill him? And right before the first big Hit, too. My goddamn blood is BOILING Scout, its BOILING," he paused his tirade and looked at me.

"You, come here." He said, almost sounding patient. I felt sick to my stomach, and my palms started sweating.

I had been there for nearly five months; I knew the drill.

Some large amount of time passed, and I was alone on the floor of the hallway. I could vaguely hear the sound of them eating and talking around the table. I stood up slowly, and realized I could only see out of one eye. I made my way to the bathroom, wanting to assess the damage. It wasn't bad, compared to what James was capable of. My right eye was swollen and my head was pounding. I pulled down the sleeve of my shirt and noticed a large purple bruise starting to form on my shoulder. I tried to lift my arm and move it around, but it was difficult. Bruised ribs were James specialty so I didn't even bother looking at those.

I hadn't eaten since breakfast yesterday morning, so I walked into the dining room. Every one stopped talking and eating except for James and Peach. I paused for a minute, looking at Tanya, before I sat down in the empty seat in-between her and James. I scooped some of the Hamburger Helper onto my plate, avoiding everyone's eyes. They slowly started talking again, but Tanya never took her eyes off of me.

I later realized, neither did Scout.

November 21, 2006

We all stood in the living room, and there was a sort of electric current undulating throughout us. Ace was jumping lightly up and down, shaking his arms. Tix was adjusting her tiny skirt to make it even shorter. The sun hadn't even started to rise, and I stifled a yawn. I looked around the room, knowing I would never see it again. We had been staying in this relatively large although disgusting apartment for around three months. I wondered where we would be staying tonight...

"In the cars," James simply said as he walked into the room briefly, before leaving again.

I followed Caine and his shock of red hair down the stairs and into the dark morning. I spotted the large black truck we were going to be 'borrowing.' I heard the muffled sound of a couple car windows breaking, and the nerves started to set in. What if something went wrong this time?

Thankfully, Caine had been watching the owner of the truck for weeks and knew that he didn't bother locking it. He hotwired the car in seconds and we sat, waiting for the Volvo to go in front of us. The car contained James and Scout, and they were supposed to lead. Then us, the car with Peach, Ace and Co, and then the last car with Elizabeth, Kasper and Tanya who was actually Madison today. I was still Anthony.

We were soon on the highway, staying in our formation for nearly five hours. I had almost been sleeping when I felt the car stop. The bright sunlight turned into white, artificial light. I knew we were in some sort of body shop because of all the cars and tools surrounding us. All four of the cars pulled in, and when James got out, we all did the same. A large Japanese man walked out and greeted James warmly.

"What a pleasant surprise brother," he said with no trace of an accent. He looked around at us and the cars. He seemed slightly nervous to be so heavily outnumbered.

"Renz, it's been too long. Sorry for not contacting you, I just have to watch my shit lately." He looked at me, and Renz followed his gaze. Renz shook his head, like he immediately understood. I looked down.

"Of course. What can I do for you Captain?"

"I need all of these cars to be painted, just enough so they don't fit any profiles. It doesn't need to look amazing, just different. Hell, you could spray paint them if you want to."

Renz nodded, looking over the cars. "Consider it done," he said happily.

He whistled, and four men of various races entered the garage. One got in every car and pulled them into unseen rooms.

"It will be very fast, and you don't have to worry about waiting for it to dry." He said, obviously pleased with himself.

"Very good," James said, smiling.

"Follow me," Renz said. He led us to a decent sized sitting room, with chairs and a TV. "You can wait here, I'll check in when everything's done."

He closed the door, and we all found a seat. Everyone was quiet, the only noise being from the TV and a few occasional sounds from the garage. I picked up a TIME magazine and read every article in it. I should be in school right now. I should be with my League...

It was late afternoon by the time we were back on the road. The truck was now bright red, and the Volvo was black even though we hadn't stolen that one.

When we stopped for a second time, it was in front of a small house in the middle of nowhere. The area was beautiful, and painfully similar to Forks. I could smell the ocean, and forest surrounded us on three sides. Caine, who had been weirdly quiet during the drive, paused before stepping out of the truck.

"Well this is it, kid. Good luck tomorrow. Even though no one says it, we need you." He stepped out before I could muster a reply, and I was thankful for that.

I was the last one to enter the house. I looked like someone still lived in it. Everyone seemed to be wondering the same thing, so James explained.

"I have friends, who owe me things. This one's out of town. Madison and Anthony, go upstairs. First door on the left."

I was happy to get away, so I did what he said, almost running up the stairs. Tanya followed closely behind me, probably thinking the same thing. There was a twin bed in the center of the room, though it looked like the quilt hadn't been used in years.

I took one of the thin pillows off of the bed, and found a throw blanket in a linen closet. I made myself a bed on the floor, which smelled like old lady and musk.

"Anthony, you don't have to do that. You always sleep on the floor, please just take the bed this once," Tanya begged.

"My name is Edward," I said quietly, lying down. I heard her settle into the bed after a few moments. Her breathing soon slowed, and I knew she was sleeping.

I thought of my house, and the way the yellow sunlight streamed through the trees surrounding it, giving it an ethereal glow during the summer. I thought of the way the gravel sounded when Carlisle arrived home after long hours at the hospital, and how delicious the kitchen always smelled. The way the soft carpet of the living room felt between my toes, and the taste of homemade popcorn while the Justice League huddled on the large couch downstairs, watching a movie that Alice always picked.

Before I began dreaming of super heroes, I swore I heard Tanya whisper, "Goodnight Edward."

A/N- Hello again, did you like? If you noticed, I'm starting to name chapters based on songs that I feel relate to the particular chapter or story. If you have any suggestions, please, let me know! This chapter's title comes from Lullaby- One Republic. You can find the list of chapter songs on my profile, once more chapters are added. I listened to Lullaby a lot while writing the ending to this chapter.

Also, I finally finished the outline for TLH, so now I actually know where this story is going. Thank you for reading! Please review to make me smile :)

PS- Is anyone else in the midwest? How 'bout that storm last night. Holy snow batman...