Hey guys. I updated a few days ago but I felt that since I hadn't updated in a while before that, I would have to bust my butt to catch up. Oh I don't own The Darkest Powers Books or the characters. Except Johanna, she's all my creation. I want to give a shout out to (sorry if I misspell your username. I'm at school and can't pull up my email with y'alls names.) Oh by the way Johanna's name is pronounced Jo-Anna not Jo-Hannah. Sorry for those who knew that but my cousin keeps calling her Jo-Hannah
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Fly On!
-Katie
Johanna's POV (Oh bet you weren't expecting that)
"Dylan what are you doing" I asked my brother as I stepped away from the knife. "Dylan it's me Johanna"
My brother wouldn't stop advancing on me. He wore a crazy look in his eye and a murdering grin on his face.
Thankfully he stopped 5 feet from me. "Come on sis how can you stay here with these sheep?" He made a gesture to our dead parents. "Me and you are stronger, faster and smarter. Let the wolf out. Nick bit us for a reason and you weren't complaining then."
I kept backing away from him.
"Admit it sis, you hated being a witch, you wanted to get back at them for the drinking, the neglect, the abuse."
"I didn't want to get back at them like this, never like this" I cried.
His smiled turns to a frown just as my back hit the sliding glass door that was going to lead out to a balcony when Dad got around to it but for now it was just a door leading out to a 2 story drop to the ground. Not a place I wanted to be.
Dylan folded up his knife and put it in his pocket. "l could never kill you sis" He walked towards me arms opened wide. I let out a breath and let him hug me close. I hadn't realized I was crying till a sob broke through my chest. "But I can punish you" and with that he threw me through the glass doors and falling to the ground. I couldn't feel the ground as I hit it but I knew the glass that was embedded in my back had gone deeper in. "Remember this sis, Johanna is dead. She was a slave. That is something you no longer are."
Darkness took me.
I bolted up in bed with a chocked on scream caught in my throat. I quickly scanned the room for potential threats. When I found none I let out the breath I had been holding. "Damn you Dylan" Suddenly my aunt busted threw the door coffee in one hand a bagel in the other. "Honey you need to get…" I could see the concern on her face. "The dream again?" she said as she placed my breakfast on the nightstand and sat next to me.
"Every night" I replied and reached for the bagel. At least Dylan had been right about one thing. Johanna Marie Spencers had died the night he killed our parents, but the witch I had been died the night I stupidly let Nick bite me. I hated werewolves. I hated being a werewolf. I hated that I let my brother kill whatever was left of me that night. Basically I hated life. Except Simon Whoa where did that thought come from?
Sure he was charming and funny. We liked the same things … You got awfully protective of him the other day. Admit it you wanted to tear those boys limb from limb for putting one finger on your mate. WAIT MATE! God I hated the wolf side of me. All through our time at the library it kept telling me to pounce and kiss him, to claim him for mine. But something always stopped me. Especially while I was in his bag. I could smell another wolf. The scent had been pretty set in so I had guessed Simon and the other wolf were living under the same roof.
"Honey where are you"
"Oh sorry Auntie. What were you saying?"
She rolled eyes at me but answered my question will a calm "Someone just called named Simon and you didn't even bat an eyelash at it." SIMON CALLED.
Suddenly my phone went off again and I threw off my covers and reached for the phone. Sadly I ended up tripping on my dance class heels and fell to the ground. As I answered the phone I thought 'Man I am the biggest klutz ever'
"Hello? Simon?"
"Who's Simon sis?"
NO. "What do you want Dylan."
"Now sis is that anyway to treat you favorite brother?"
I waved at my aunt and she understood that if Dylan was on the phone, she needed to leave and quickly.
"The only reason you're still breathing is because you're too big of a coward to take me on face to face."
I heard him chuckle on the other line. "Now I'll ask you again Dylan. What do you want?"
"Is it such a crime to call my sister every once and a while?"
"DYLAN!"
"Oh you're angry. I'll call you back later."
"Dylan don't you hang up on me….Dylan. DYLAN!"
I pressed end and threw my phone at the bed and hopped in the shower. Letting the cold water wake me, but the scars that littered my back screamed in protest. 'I need to change soon' was my only thought on the situation as I washed my hair.
SPOV
That's weird the line's busy. I thought as I put the phone back on the cradle. I guess I'll see her at the library later. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. "Bubba!" I turned to see Chloe arm sticking out the door with a brown paper sack sitting on her palm. "Forgetting something?"
"Sorry Mom" I said in my baby voice which made Chloe whimper, due to the fact that she wanted a baby and Derek had been staying away from her sexually ever since. Funny thing is, that was 5 months ago. I don't think Derek will last much longer. And Chloe knew that fact with all the small shorts and tank tops she's been wearing this weekend. I grabbed the bag and headed down the hallway and off to my first class.
Ha Johanna smelled Derek everywhere but Derek didn't smell her. Well now you know what happened to her and some of her background. Poor Derek, Chloe's really trying to seduce him. Think he'll give in soon. Review, Review, Review.
