An update! Ssshhhhhh, I'm not supposed to be on Fanfiction, actually I'm supposed to be looking up something for extra-credit (big difference eh)! But I fortunately can multitask! So please, read on! Oh and Tucker's Mayflower you rock (big time), thank you for putting this in your favorites! I want to be lazy and not update but you reviewers kill me! So again, please read on!

PhantomAlchemist: Well I was hoping that as rich as Sam is, she would have Caller I.D. But anyways, thank you soooooooooooooo much for reviewing twice! (Sorry, but I was in a rush to post the other day so I didn't get to respond to you. (I just mentally slapped myself for that)

Ellie's POV

As I swept the floors, I knew what was coming. You do not want to get Father Connie mad; and trust me he was more then angry. When I finished I found him reading a bible that was probably covering a chess book (he did that a lot).

"Father, I'm done," I stated.

"Oh, sorry I was just catching up on my bible reading. Now, hot about we play some chess while doing a little reconciliation, eh?" (He reminded me of Vlad)

"Okay, but I will beat you!" I teased.

Sam's POV

I tried to do my homework but that thought echoed in my mind. Should I call him back? I put down my pen noticing that I couldn't think. I thought more and more until my head hurt. And I went blank……..

I put down my books…

I wasn't controlled by myself anymore; I was just an inch apart from being in a trance. I slowly walked to the phone, trembling. As I picked the receiver up, I heard myself mentally arguing. I felt a force try to push my hand down, but the other force was greater. I looked for the Caller I.D. I didn't know, and pressed redial. I heard the other line ringing, the forces switched, I started to reach for the button to hang up. But then, I heard the voice.

"Hello," a stern voice answered, unlike the one from earlier.

"I was told to call this number."

"Oh, please hold on." After a while of waiting, a familiar voice came on.

"So you changed your mind?"

"Kind of."

"Let us get back to business. Would you like to know who is I charge of all these murders?'

"Well, yea."

"I cannot tell you over the phone, and you'll need to sign a contract." Something in my head was screaming 'NO!' but I stupidly answered.

"Well, where could I meet you?"

"I will meet you on Sunday at precisely five o'clock, on 'Post' and 'Addison' street. There we will talk," he sounded fluent and nervous at the same time.

Then the other line went blank. I put the receiver down and sat on my bed. Thinking about what I had just done. I had done something stupid, something Paulina or one of the preppy girls would have done. I had did something shameful, should I not show up? But then that would be stupid too. Stupid murders, stupid caller, stupid Ellie! Ellie? Why was I blaming it on her?

.

Danny's POV

As I walked down one of the dark alleys in Amity I shivered. There was something about this one. All the sudden I heard a soft tattering. I swung around, making garbage behind me fly about. To my stupidity all I saw was a rat. As I continued walking down the alley, it talked to myself.

"Where did Ells go?"

"Danny, she can take care of herself!"

"But she isn't cautious! She takes these crazy risks!"

"You sound like mom."

"No I…….hey, I do."

"See."

Another voice chimed in……

"Pathetic," tried to register in my head. But then-

I felt a cold, surgical steel blade slice my side. ……………

Ellie's POV

I talked to Father Connie as we played chess. It was a weird reconciliation but it was one where I was going to beat him. I made my signature move which no one can figure out. He tried to fight it.

"So why haven't you been going to church?"

"Busy."

"Ahem."

"Lazy," what was he trying to do to me?

"Three 'Our Fathers' Ms. Fade! How did you move that piece? Never mind! Oh, um and what do you have to say about your violence in the last few days?"

"No regrets." I really didn't regret socking Dash. It helped me calm down whatever was inside of me these past few days. I had been feeling different.

"Ellie!"

"Sorry, I know but it was not so much violence as it is self-defe-"

"Ellie, there is no excuse for violence, one 'Hail Mary', one 'Our Father'. The 'Hail Mary' during your guitar practice."

"What?" I protested. That killed! I needed to rehearse. My eyes flashed red then glowing green. Luckily he didn't see.

"Ellie, you are too full of excuses." He stated. "Social life?"

"Friends, maybe. No, I did not butcher…er, murder them. And I don't believe in love, remember." Butcher? What was I Edgar Allen Poe? This was scary why couldn't I control myself?

He laughed, "Everybody does Ms. Fade."

"I'm not everybody!" I shouted, losing my temper. I noticed I had jumped out of my chair. I calmed myself down and sat.

"But no human has immortalities. How about that one boy you hang around with all the time?"

"I hang around with more then one. I have a lot of guy friends," that sounded so messed up.

"The raven haired one."

"No! We're friends! I mean….yea! We're friends!" weren't we?

"Really."

"Connie!"

"Father Connie!"

"Whatever. Checkmate."

"Darn!" he said as I grabbed my coat and headed for the door, leaving him there still trying to figure out what I had did. I could finish my Reconciliation later. I hopped on my motorcycle and started it. While I was driving, I spotted Jazz.
"Jazz! Have you seen Danny?"

"No, I thought he was with you!"

"Oh crap……..