Warning to any younger viewers that there is two instances of swearing towards the middle/end of this chapter.

We walked around the town for two hours with nothing happening. I don't think anything was happening with the other groups either because we had not heard from them.

"Can we get something to eat?" Kyle asked. "I'm starving."

Matt agreed and we stopped at the next diner we found.

The waitress was surprised to see us walk in. She quickly got from the booth she was sitting in and came to the door.

"Why hello," she smiled. "My apologies, we haven't had much business lately."

She grabbed menus and lead us to a table. She had short blonde hair with little curls in it and pale skin. She was wearing a touch too much makeup but it didn't look too bad. I would guess she was in her mid thirties or so. She didn't seem that old.

"May I ask why?" Matt asked.

As we sat I finally caught a glimpse of her nametag, Amanda.

"Oh you must not be from around here," Amanda said. "We've had some trouble with crime lately. No one wants to leave their houses anymore."

"That's too bad," Matt said.

"I know it sounds ominous, but just be sure to watch who's around you while you're in town. Now, on a happier note what can I get you to drink?"

We all ordered waters to keep the bill low. Amanda brought them to the table immediately, it wasn't like she had anyone else to look after right now. We each ordered burgers and fries.

"So it doesn't sound like anyone has noticed yet," I said.

"Can you blame them?" Matt replied. "It's been a day."

Kyle passive aggressively muttered, "Yeah I guess a lot of things can go on unnoticed."

"What?" said Matt.

"Nothing," I said, way to quick.

"What's going unnoticed?" Matt asked.

"Emma," Kyle said.

"Kyle," I hissed.

"Cats out of the bag Chloe," Matt shut down my attempts to quiet Kyle. "What is going on with Emma? Its not unnoticeable that she's struggling."

"What's unnoticed is what she's struggling with," Kyle said.

Matt's expression showed he wasn't a fan of Kyle being cryptic and giving bit of information. There was ding of a little bell by the counter and the chef called out, "Order up."

"Matt," I tried to remain calm on the outside.

"What?"

"That voice," my breathing got heavier.

Amanda brought over our food. The cook's scent still lingered on the edges of the plates where he'd touched them.

"Enjoy," she smiled and walked back to her booth.

"Thank you," Matt nodded to her then turned his attention back on me. "Chloe what's wrong?"

"That voice… the scent…" I looked at them. "We need to get out of here now."

"What are you talking about?" Kyle was concerned now too.

"The cook is the vampire from last night," I thought I was going to pass out from hyperventilating.

Any of the others who weren't sure if last night was real, probably wouldn't have believed me. But I knew that smell and that voice. Matt's arm twitched like he was moving something in his sleeve. A knife?

"You're positive?" Matt asked.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" I snipped.

"What do we do?" Kyle asked, he saw that Matt prepared something in his sleeve too. "We're horrible people if we do something to him and he isn't actually a vampire."

Matt started whispering something under his breath, I tried to decipher it but couldn't. It sounded a lot like when Tori did spells in other languages.

A light red liquid began to seep from our burgers and onto our plates.

"Ew! What's that?"

Matt's expression got even more serious.

"Poison."

He had done a spell to see if there was anything in our food! Oh god.

"Chloe, call the-"

Matt was interrupted by a blow to the back of the head by the waitress. He slumped off his chair onto the ground.

"Matt!" I jumped up.

Amanda went to strike him again but Kyle caught her arm. I didn't see what happened next because I was the cook's target. He came rushing out from behind the counter.

"You should've left town when you had the chance you little bitch," He spat at me.

I quickly tried to grab a small knife I had stashed in the back of my waistband but this guy was too fast. That must be how I didn't hear him come up behind me last night. In the blink of an eye he was an inch from my face, hands around my throat, nails cutting into my neck.

I gasped for breath and tried to push him off me. Struggling as hard as I could against him but I couldn't push him off.

"No," I gasped.

The edges of my vision going hazy.

"What was that bitch?" He snickered. "I can't hear you."

I felt a bubble of anger rise up in my gut. My arms tingled and my vision faded to black. I was not going to go out this way.

"NO!" was screamed and I swear a bomb went off.

The vampire's grip disappeared and I dropped to the floor. Every window in the diner shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. My mouth and hands seared with pain as I coughed trying to get my breath back. The ground shook beneath me.

"Chloe!" Kyle shouted over the deafening rumble. "Stop!"

Stop? What did he mean stop?

My vision came back into focus and the rumbling ground stopped. The diner was obliterated from the earthquake, and red dots were sprayed all around the ground by us.

My eyes landed on a pair of shoes standing in front of me. I slowly lifted my gaze to the vampire and Amanda, standing there glaring at me with indescribable hatred.

I started backing away from them but slipped in the red dots. Blood?

"Chloe?" Kyle said cautiously.

Amanda and the man started to fade away.

"They're dead?" I whispered through panicked gasps.

"What did you do?"

"I-I didn't, t-that was whoever screamed…"

"That was you. Your necromancy magic practically disintegrated them."

I shook my head, no that was not me. I wasn't that powerful. Tori was way more powerful than me. This wasn't real.

My head seared with pain as I shook it. Why did my mouth and hands get the blunt of the broken glass?

I looked down at my hands…it wasn't broken glass… claws had extended from my finger tips. This was not real… Shaking I brought my hand to my mouth. Werewolf fanged teeth…

"Kyle," I was hyperventilating again.

But Kyle was as freaked out as I was.

"What did your magic do?"

"I-I-"

Matt started coughing and woke up. He looked around at the destroyed diner as he sat up.

"What the hell happened?"

I pulled my sleeves over my hands and covered my mouth before Matt laid eyes on me.

"We won," I said through the fabric.

"Where are they?" Matt tried to see the dead bodies.

Kyle pointed at the splatter all over the floor. Matt looked at it in disbelief but before he asked us what we did, he spotted the gashes on my neck.

"Chloe, you're bleeding pretty bad."

Matt moved around the tipped over table and grabbed my arm to move it out of his way. He had good intention, my neck was bleeding pretty bad. But I refused to budge.

"Chloe," He frowned at me.

"Matt," Kyle said. "Her magic did this…"

"You did all of this?"

I released my grip on my sleeves and slowly dropped my hands from my face. Matt didn't hide the shock in his eyes. He knew I had a lot of power, but did he know I was capable of doing this?

Matt took one of my hands in his and gently put his other under my chin. He examined me for a minute before refocusing on stopping the bleeding on my neck. Matt healed it as he stared at my fangs and claws. He looked at my eyes a lot, they must have changed too.

Finally I couldn't take the pressure building in my chest, I burst into tears. Matt immediately pulled me close to him, laying my head on his chest. His heart beat was surprisingly calm.

"Shhh," he said as he held me close. "It'll be ok. We can figure this out."