"Where do your loyalties lie?" 'Taker asked.

"You," Annabelle responded, "And anyone else you deem trustworthy."

He raked a hand through his hair before asking another question, "What do you prefer to call me?"

"I prefer what you prefer."

He tilted her chin to look in her eyes, "I'm gonna ask again. What do YOU want to call me, Annabelle Rose?"

"Mark."

Mark smiled, "Now that we got that issue out of the way, what do you think about what Ashley says?"

Annabelle's eyes widened, "Don't you trust no one more than her?"

"Very true, but another opinion wouldn't hurt."

"In complete honesty, she's only halfway right."

"What do you mean "halfway right"?"

"I wouldn't trust Paul, but Kane sort of can be. In an event I don't want to explain-

"Explain the event," he cut her off, now completely interested.

"My mom, Amanda's her name, had just caught my father, whose name I don't know off the top of my head, cheating. She was so angry, that she basically sent all four of the elements me and Chanel control to hurt him badly, maybe even kill him. As far as I know, that's what she did."

"So, your mother has the ability of earth, air, water, and fire?"

"Yes and two were passed down to me and the other two Chanel."

"It sounds like your mother isn't a woman to be messed with. Why did your father?"

"My father has powers as well. Me and Chanel have yet to see any of his powers in us, so we assume we don't have any of them."

"What are they?"

"Almost eerily similar to Ashley's: telepathy and mind control. He also was a shape shifter and could take the form of another thing or person."

"So, what does any of this have to do with Paul or Kane?"

"Well, my mom believed to have found his remains in the brutal attack. She put them in a zip lock bag and searched for a vase. She normally went to this other place before it burned down, so she went somewhere else, taking me and Chanel along. That was where we met Paul and Kane."

"Okay, now tell me why Paul can't be trusted, but Kane can only be kinda trusted?" He was getting a little antsy and wanted to know who would stab him in the back next.

"Not exactly what I would call patient, are you?"

"Hurry up," Mark growled.

"Ok, fine. Paul went to look for a vase to put the ashes in and it was actually a trap. Kane darkened all the lights, but the amulets shone as well as me and my mom's shared fire ability, so we saw fine in the darkness. Anyway, we came across a door and it seemed that Paul dug up a grave for my mom. She told me and Chanel to run away and as we were, we were stopped by Kane. Chanel and I prepared for death when suddenly Kane's mind was taken over. The voice sounded similar and I believe it was Ashley's."

"What makes you so sure?"

"It just sounded like her, but she doesn't remember it, which is strange."

Mark himself found that strange. Ashley doesn't forget a lot. Yet when it comes to Annabelle, she doesn't seem to remember much. He remembers how she forget about saving him from Annabelle the first time. Mark and Ashley were playing around with their magic, and hers went a little haywire. Her mind control powers were used against her and it made her forget practically everything that had to do with the recent events. What Annabelle just told him, Ashley would have remembered at some point. Mark knew it was late, but he had to talk to his sister.

"Stay right here, I'll be back," he said to Annabelle and then kissed her lightly.

"Okay," she nodded.

Mark left his hotel room and searched for his sister. His was startled more than he would like to have been when he saw she appeared right before him.

"How can I help you?" she asked.

"When do you know our brother was alive?" he asked.

"Uhhh….maybe about 2 months before Paul betrayed you."

"Do you recall meeting Chanel prior to the "incident"?"

"No. I think I'd remember someone that strong. Why do you keep asking?"

"Annabelle said that her father was a shape shifter. But, at the same time, he's believed dead. I don't think so."

"What about her mom?"

"Amanda Rose…definitely alive and kicking. Annabelle said that her mom and Paul fought. He couldn't kill anyone even if he wanted too."

"If they both are alive, where are they?"

"I don't know and as of now, finding my in-laws isn't on a list of priorities. Dealing with The Corporation and more possible defections are."

"Wait! Did you say their father was a shape shifter?"

"Yes, and I don't see your point."

"It can be a woman too. Ever thought of that possibility?"

'Taker stared at Ashley for a moments, thinking about the possibility of Annabelle biologically having two mothers, "So, you finally listen to what I tell you?"

Ashley smiled proudly, "Yes, I did."

"There's something about Annabelle and Chanel I can't put my finger on. It's almost like there's more to them than what is seen. How could two people capable of destruction actually be so nice?"

"Our mommy raised us to use our powers only when necessary. She used to always say, "I prefer peace, but I'm very good at making war," Chanel somehow invaded both their brains.

"Ummm…Mark?" Ashley asked.

"I heard her too," he responded.

"Is there an explanation?" Ashley wondered.

"Their father. Not only could he shape shift, but he could also had telepathy and mind control, almost like yours."

"Yep, I just figured it out this morning when I heard Ashley decide what she was going to have for breakfast," Chanel said.

"If Chanel figured out she has her father's powers, then so must have Annabelle." Mark eye's widened at the discovery, "Ashley, we'll talk later. Right now, me and my wife need to have another talk."

"Don't be too harsh! You're aging you know. Won't be too long before you can't give me any nieces or nephews," Ashley shouted at him.

"OWWWWW!" Ashley screamed as something hit her in the back of the head.

"Next time, keep your mouth shut," Mark warned.

Mark barged into his hotel room only to see Annabelle doing what seemed like meditating. She seemed so calm and relaxed, he didn't want to bother her. He kept shaking that thought out of his head. He wanted to know what the hell was going on with Annabelle and he wanted to know now.

"Care to explain something?" he asked calmly, walking to her side.

"You want me to explain meditating?" Annabelle asked.

"No. Explain why Chanel discovered her father's powers and you claim you haven't," he asked, surprised at his calmness.

"I would never lie to you. So, I should tell you I figured it out the day we were married."

"What power and why didn't you tell me?"

"Mind control and I didn't feel the need to."

Mark couldn't believe how calm he was being. She kept a power like that hidden from him. Of course, he already knew about the power of mind control. It was Ashley's power, but she was nowhere near as strong as him, or Annabelle. It made him wonder if she already used it on him.

"Have you used it and don't lie," he still was trying to figure out how he was trying to be stern, but the words were calm.

"It's getting late. Why don't we get some sleep?" Annabelle suggested.

Mark had no idea why, but he agreed, "Yea, we'll discuss more in the morning."

Mark walked over to the bed and just went to sleep. He wanted to question Annabelle more, but something else was preventing him from doing that. He wasn't stupid and knew most likely Annabelle was using her mind control. Ashley had done it, but she couldn't control him for more than a few seconds before he broke through the magic. With Annabelle, it was like a game of tug-o- war, and he was the one about to fall in the mud. To meet someone who was his opposite personality wise, but his equal in power was almost unreal.

"Everything will reveal itself in time, my love," Annabelle whispered in his ear and then placed a kiss on his forehead, "Just don't be mad when it does."