Bella POV

We ended up taking all three cars and leaving right away, as the cops were looking for the three of us. Now the rest of the world knew we were on the move and headed upwards. Which made going to Seattle more and more of a bad idea.

I had been so happy to be with the rest of my family, i thought i was in a dream. I couldn't believe it. After not being close to each other so long, it was like an athlete breaking their leg and finally getting the cast off or something.

I had tracked all of the cell phones once we finally got to the mansion. The house was four stories high, with gates around the entire property. There were cameras all over the fence, doors and window, and then some in the main rooms. I hadn't ever been here, but she had modern style decor across the entire house. The garden was huge, spanning out over the entire back yard, along with a pool and hot tub. There were balconies along every room.

I couldn't believe how big this place was. It would've cost us at least six months worth of money. That's if we did a heist once a month. But i always had suspected she somehow had more money then the rest of us. We were wealthy, but even when we'd all been holed up in the house, it was her house, and she had three cars back then. Her family maybe? She never talked about them though. No one had ever come forth saying they reocgnized her, so i was left wondering if it was some kind of big inheritance.

"You own this house?" Sam breathed, staring as we entered. She had to put in two different codes just get into the door. I figured she had a safe or some weapons in there she needed to kept hidden.

"Yeah, bought it four years ago," she said leading us in. "With help of course, it'd be weird if a thirteen year old purchased a million dollar home and then renovated it twice that."

Everything was very clean, and i wouldn't be surprised if the throw pillows cost over two hundred dollars. I noticed Sam and Dean looking uneasy. Probably not used to such an extravegent home.

"Bedrooms are on the top level, there are three on the third and three on the second. I want all of the gifted kids scattered, we dont need some kind of blow up and have them all accidently kill each other if there all on one floor."

"What are you doing?" i asked her frowning.

"i need to go over the security procedures, and then you and i are going to pick up the first four kids who are currently waiting in the city," she said nodding at me.

"What room do you want?" i asked her curiously.

"We get the master, it's on the second floor, there are two doors for it," she said, walking into a study and coming out with a key. She handed it to me, and then kissed me lightly, before going through yet another door.

Mara POV

One had booked a motel room, and was currently waiting, someone else was at diner, and two were getting off the plane at the airport. We picked up the two at the airport first, no point getting the other two just to go looking for them separately.

i parked, and we both split up to search the different entrances from the planes. I found Luke quickly enough, he looked more like someone from my world, but he wasn't. He did have quite a rap for fighting though. He watched me approach him and then his eyes went wide, recognizing me. He went to stand and i grinned at him. "That was you that called me?"

"Get over yourself, i didn't call just you, now be a good little boy and follow me," i turned and then glanced at him expectantly. "Just hear me out, then you can run screaming for the hills, probably get yourself killed, but whatever."

He eyed me for a moment and i just left him standing there. "When you called, i was at a party. When i got home, my father was dead."

I glanced at him, "sorry to hear that. it's a cruel world sometimes."

"Did you know he was going to die?" he asked, getting a hard tone in his voice.

"No, i knew you were going to if i didn't contact you, be greatful, i didn't have to help you," i said giving him a look.

"Why? Your a murderer aren't you? What do you care about some freak?"

"I'm a freak too you know, and i personally dont care much about you. I dont know you well enough to care about you, but i do know that if another one of us dies, shit will get worse then it already is," i said honestly.

I found Bella standing with a girl outside smoking a joint. How'd she get the pot on the plane? She passed it back to Bella, who smiled at us, before exhaling. "Michelle Weston, meet Mara Petrelli and Lukas Carver."

I smirked at her obvious unease, "you got the phone call too?" she asked skeptically. "How many people did you guys call?"

"We called you all at once, you just didn't the chance to speak. There are six of us left, of the original eighteen," i said leading them to the parking lot. "We have two more people to pick up."

"What about the other two? They haven't gotten here yet?" she guessed and i nodded.

"You two have powers too?" she asked, as we got into the car.

"Bella is a shield, apparently i can burn you alive with my mind, cool, huh?" Bella gave me a look and i grinned.

"Oh, come on, you must see the irony of that," she said nothing and i took her hand, intertwining them as we pulled out of the parking lot.

I suppose we should've thought ahead of time about the lack of space, but i more just wanted to get them back to the property as quickly as possible. I hoped they had the warding finished by then. I refused to let them use paint on my walls, so i gave them sealer to use. That's the same thing, just blends in, invisible angel proofing, demon too apparently. Angel on the inside, demon on the inside.

"How is it we can do these things?" Luke asked, bringing me from my thoughts.

"Demon blood, all of us have demon blood inside of us. There were generations before us that did, they were created by a demon named Azazel. So were we, but he's dead. I'm not sure what the plan for us was, but the older generation was pitted against each other. They wanted the best, so they made them kill each other. Whoever won got to lead the demon army."

"How many were there?"

"I dont know, but were younger too, they were twenty two when they started with headaches, all of us are seventeen," i said, pulling into a cheap motel.

A boy was leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette and i recognized him as Hunter Carrass.

He stared at us, instantly eyes narrowed and then he was up and bolting. "What a pansy," i muttered, getting out and then rushing him.

"Hey!" Bella shouted after me and i kicked in the door, only for him to turn with a gun in hand. Bella appeared and seeing the gun she panicked, sending him flying backwards and a single shot went off, hitting the wall beside me.

I picked up the gun, "you know, little boys shouldn't play with toys they dont know how to use," i said turning the safety off and tossing it back at him.

He struggled to sit up, and then groaned painfully, he'd gone straight into the bathroom and hit the porcelain sink. "What the hell was that?"

"Sorry about that, didn't mean to hit you so hard," Bella said grinning.

"You did that?" he asked, eyes flickering between the two of us. "Your serial killers."

"It's great isn't it?" i said amused. "It was us that called you, these two are like you," i said gesturing at Luke and Michelle. "As are Bella and i, and two others."

"Hi, so were what exactly?" he asked, picking up his bag and we exited the room. At least he wasn't as scared as the other two.

"We have demon blood in us," Luke said, glancing at me and Bella.

"Does that mean were all going to be like you?" he asked, panicking.

"I doubt it, it was a lot of outside influences that made us what we are, not whatever we were born with," i said shrugging.

"But you can kill people with your mind," Michelle pointed out.

"To be fair she burned alive from the inside out, that doesn't exactly mean i can kill people so much as whatever ability i have allows me to kill people when i'm severely pissed off."

"Great, as if you aren't dangerous enough," Hunter said snorting and rolling his eyes.

"Who else are we picking up?" Michelle asked, from being shoved in between them.

"Another boy, Jason Moore," i said glancing at Bella, "do you want to take them to the house? I can pick up the last kid."

"Sure, we agreed no kidnapping, " she reminded me.

"I promised," i said frowning at her, before parking. She let me off at the diner and i got out, when she did. As we met up in the middle, i gave her a light kiss and then went inside.

He was sitting in a corner, with red eyes and i raised my eyebrows, he had a young girl with him too. "Jason?" i asked, sitting down in front of him.

"Who are you?" the little girl asked, smiling at me.

"My name is Mara, what's yours?" He gave me a weary look and i took a drink of his coke.

"I'm Jessie!" she said, excitedly.

"Your the one who called," he said, a statement. "I bypassed your phone block. It took me a while, but i did it."

"What's with the kid?" i asked, watching her color a placemat happily.

"We had a visitor before i left," was all he said, a little bitterly. "My parents are gone. Jessie was at a sleep over, i barely got out."

"You look like crap," i commented and he gave me a dark look. "Your hurt?"

"Let's just get out of here," he said, standing and pulling the small girl into his arms. I nodded, and then tossed a bill onto the table and we left to catch a cab.

We entered the house, everything was waiting in the living room. Once we got the introductions done, he set Jessie down and she took off to explore. "Stay in the house Jessie!" he called after her, sitting down heavily. I took a seat beside Bella and she shifted so that she was in my lap and i grinned at her lopsidedly.

"So what do we do now?" Hunter asked, everyone sitting around quietly.

"We perform horrible and painful experiments on each of you," i said seriously.

"What?" Michelle asked in disbelief.

"I'm joking. We train you, teach you how to fight, use weapons. Sam and Dean here are hunters, they've been portrayed as murderers, but there not. There jobs tend to get them into trouble."

"Hunters?" Luke asked perplexed.

"We hunt things, vampires, demons, that kind of thing," Dean explained.

"Mara, Bella we have a problem," Chris shouted from the top of the basement stairs.

We got up, and followed Chris to the basement. "What's happening?" i asked, all of them watching a screen.

On it was a young boy, in very bad shape, calling for help. A cab was pulling away from the yard. It was Patrick Kingsley. "Find Danielle," i said going upstairs.

Chris followed me, and we both left the house and going into the yard.

"How did you find the house?" i called to him, untrusting.

"I have visions, and i saw someone pointing a gun at you at that hotel. I knew it had to be you that called us, because the boy holding the gun was one of the kids on the list," Chris and i shared looks.

"We can't leave him out there," i said sighing. I didn't like this, it was too weird.

I let him in, "what happened to you?"

"After you left these people showed up, they killed the clerk and some woman. They found me when i tried to run. I got away, my dad was a marine, he taught me how to fight," i led him inside, and then glanced at Jason.

"You may as well come too, i know your hurt," i said, leading him down into the security room. We had a pretty good infirmary set up down here. I was suddenly glad i had all bought all the supplies for the house already.

"So you get visions," i said, putting on gloves and going through some cupboards.

"All of you guys, and some other people, but their blurry," i paused.

"You see the others, the dead ones?"

"There dead?" he said in surprise.

"Yeah, when we die, we come back, bad i guess is one word for it," i said shrugging. "Take your shirt off."

Once i had both of them cleaned up, we settled them in, and then told them we wouldn't make any definite plans until we were all here. Danielle would be here by morning, and i sent both Chris and Adam to go wait for her at the airport. She was flying in from Boston.

Bella wanted to stay home, and she looked pretty tired considering. So i just caved and we spent the night watching movies downstairs. Everyone came in and out depending on what movie we watched. Everyone had migrated in for Zombieland though. It was like some weird dysfunctional family or something. It suddenly occured to me, that all of us were more or less, orphans. That was kind of sad.