So the forum would work for anyone writing darkest powers stories. I don't want it to just be me. I have a thread for my story with the alternate chapter posted in it and people can read it and reply comments or suggestions, criticisms, whatever. It won't let me post a link so it's simply called Darkest Powers so you can search it.

And for anyone wanting to go the email route, my email is bluej6377(at sign)gmail(.com) It also wont let me post the email address so I've spelled it lol. I encourage people not to put your emails out on here in reviews, I don't want anyone to get their email hacked or stolen or whatnot! I have this email account specifically for writing website accounts and corresponding so no personal information is connected to it.

You'll figure out who it is as you read, I don't want to spoil it. But fair warning this isn't Chloe's point of view.

My feet pounded across the cement as I ran. I could barely see in this dark warehouse. Another scream ahead of me. I turned a corner following it, panicking, trying to catch up, just now noticing how heavily I was breathing.

Someone else noticed too. A figure dropped from their hiding place in the ceiling and onto me. I fell to the ground and immediately tried to wrestle my way on top unsuccessfully.

"Someone's not such a great hunter without their knife," the vampire mocked.

I managed to get my right leg free and knee him in the chest. The vampire flashed his fangs and hissed at me. I kneed him again before he could grab my leg. This time pushing him off.

I scrambled to my feet and started drawing in magic as fast as I could. I formed the magic into a bright shinning ball and threw it at the vampire as he charged me.

I didn't wait to see if he was unconscious or just stunned, I took off running again, using my magic to muffle the sounds of my feet and breathing. I wasn't hearing screams anymore but I could hear the sounds of the vampires snarling and hissing somewhere ahead.

The vampires had picked one heck of an intricate warehouse to hole up in. The place was a cruel joke of maze like hallways. I approached a set of heavy steel doors. They looked like they'd be rusted shut but a slow cold breeze leaked through telling me it wasn't.

I forced myself to slow down I needed to go about this rationally not barge in.

The air felt heavy as I tried to breath quietly. Listening for movement on the other side.

The sound of a long slow inhale and a low chuckle.

"Come out come out wherever you are," the vampire sang. "You know we love to play."

A girl's scream rang out in terror again as she struggled against her captors.

"Shut up!" A different vampire shouted and the sound of slapping.

"Why won't you come out and play?" The first vampire called out to me.

"Please Boss? I want to do it now."

The ruffle of fabric from the vampire shaking his head no.

I readied myself to burst into the room. Testing the door to see how badly it would squeak. I made it two or three inches before a low creak rang out through the silent room.

"There you are." I could hear the hunger in the vampire's voice. The scuff of his foot turning. "Go ahead Sam."

I flung the door open. The vampire named Sam's teeth sunk deep into her neck.

"Lydia!" I screamed and charged. "No!"

"DADDY!" She screamed.

The word echoed through my head as I snapped back to reality. The car behind us honked. I realized we were sitting at a stop sign and put my foot back on the gas.

I didn't want to look away from the road, I could feel the eyes on me. How long had I been sitting there? Did I say anything out loud?

"Everything okay?" Simon asked me.

"Yeah, why?" I asked casually.

"You seemed out of it there for a minute," he answered.

I shrugged it off, though I was still hearing the scream echo around my head, "Just got lost in thought. What's your guys' favorite radio station?"

I clicked the on button and started tuning it around until Tori told me to stop on 88.6 her favorite song was on.

Back to Chloe's POV

We all looked at Matt worriedly, he'd sat there perfectly still with a horrified look in his face for over two minutes now. We tried saying something to him but he didn't react until the car behind us honked. Matt nearly jumped out of his own skin, he must've forgotten where he was for a second.

Simon asked him if he was ok and Matt said he was but we could tell he was just trying to avoid talking about something. Several of us exchanged concerned looked but no one said anything more. If Matt didn't want to talk about something, we weren't going to make him.