Disclaimer: Would I really be writing fan fiction if I owned the rights to it? Yeah, didn't think so.

I lifted myself off the ground, suppressing any pain I was in to give the appearance that I was stronger than I looked. I could see the people behind me, the people who had quickly become closer to me than any family I've ever had, and I glared at Chase. This bastard wanted to take all this away from me, and I was selfish enough to care. My life was finally going right, and at that moment, I knew I had the strength to kill this person. No. Not a person, an egotistical, power hungry asshole.

The wind was blowing around us wildly, the storm only growing momentum, and I smirked, a trait I had quickly picked up from my boyfriend. The one person I had said the "L" word to. I pulled my hands back, building up a strong ball of energy, weak for a first hit, but I expected this to last longer. Finally, I released it, watching it fly toward the bastard that had continually haunted my dreams, and he deflected it, like it was nothing but an obnoxious fly, buzzing around his head.

"Now, now, Peyton, I thought you were smart," He taunted, the slits my eyes had become started to shrink increasingly, knowing that my menacing glare was falling upon blind eyes, "You're going to have to try harder than that to get rid of me, love."

The intensity of my hatred for him grew astoundingly at the pet name, and it only fueled my insults as I spat out, "Oh, shove it up your ass, why don't you. It'll have fun next to that giant pole." The Sons, and the girls took those words as a signal, and sprang into action. Sarah, and Kate ran behind a wheel barrow, and watched with worried eyes, as their friends fought for their lives.

Those of us with powers, formed a line, hoping to intimidate him, but knew it wouldn't work. Suddenly, the field became a large mass of chaos. Chase was flipping around, shooting us from behind, each of us, trying to protect each other's backs. Energy balls, were flying around in a flurry of passion, some of us being hit worse then others.

Then, Chase started battling it out with Caleb. It seemed as though Caleb had the upper hand for a while, and then Chase started taunting him, making comments about Sarah, just like before. Caleb's fury blinded his judgment, and then, Chase shot out a large energy ball. For a few seconds, the field was still, all of us just staring at Caleb, and that large mass of energy flying directly towards him. He pushed his hands in front of him, as though he meant to deflect it. But was too slow, we all watched in horror as he flew towards his car, shattered glass flying everywhere, as he slumped through the windshield and into the passenger's seat, but was comforted slightly by that soft rising and falling of his chest.

The fight forgotten, we all ran towards our leader, but then stopped, as we heard Chase laughing manically, we still had a battle to win. Sarah was still running towards the car, and Bridgette and I ran to protect her. Chase started filling balls of energy in our direction, and I saw Reid running towards me, with the intent to keep his promise to protect me. With a yell, Chase sent more energy balls towards us, and in my peripheral vision, I saw a flurry of blond hair fall towards the ground, dead, as no one could have survived an energy ball of that strenght. Furious, with tears in my eyes, I sent one last ball of energy towards Chase. I combined every element I had control over in it, and watched, breathing heavily as he screamed, the last noise he would ever make.

Then everything turned to darkness.