Heyyyyyyyyy people of fanfiction! u kno, only the realllly cool people read the misc stories, so tht means u r fricken beasterifically smashatastic! Soooo, since i feel like typing, and whatnot, here is chapter 5! :) o and btw i notice alot of people who read this are visitors, so if you dont have an account on here, u can still review this story, because i accept anonomys reviews! (seriously people, REVIEW! AND GIVE ME STORY IDEAS!) PLEASE! :D

Everything happened in a blur then. The screaming was all we heard. The screaming of several dying people. I thought I could recognize who was screaming, but I couldn't figure out why they were screaming. Then the screaming was replaced by growling and snarling. Everyone, my mom, my dad, Lila, Sam, everyone in the small living room went back into a small rec room, only to see Maya phase back into a human with a wild, scared guilty look on her face...with blood running down from her mouth. Everyone gasped. It wasn't ordinary blood. It was the multicolored, rainbow blood of a vampire. Two vampires. My brothers, Ben and Alex, had just been killed, and partially eaten, by a fourteen year old wolf-girl. I knew werewolves were strong, but not that strong.

My mother fell to her knees and bursted out into tears. My father did something no father should ever have to do. He scooped up my brothers' bodies, bloody with bite-marks and big chunks of skin and muscle and tissue missing almost everywhere on their bodies. A nightmare in Hell that you couldn't wake up from, for my parents. Lila, Sam, and I were in too much shock to do anything. We were frozen in time, watching everything happen, in what felt like years, but was actually only a few minutes. Dad took the bodies out of the room. My mother's rage caught up with her grief as her brain registered what was going on. her eyes and nails turned the brightest scarlet I've ever seen. The color of anger. It was tinted with black. The color of loss and clouded thoughts.

Maya looked scared and confused, and more than a little guilty.

"I-I'm so s-sorry." She whispered.

"You knew about this?" Mom asked.

"Well, not until-"

"Wait, nevermind. I don't want to know how you found all of this out. What I want is to never," My mom spit the word. "ever have any of my remaining children," She glared evilly at Maya. "to ever associate with these dogs again. That means you, too, Annabeth Grace. I don't care, nor do I want to know about what happened between you and this mutt. You are never to see him again."

Her words just about ripped out my soul. I didn't know Craig that well, yet, but I knew I loved him and he loved me. We were imprinted. Soulmates. Gawd! That is one awkward word!

"I'll see him at school." I choked out, my voice breaking.

"Oh, no you won't. As of now, we're moving...to Vancouver." Mom said sternly.

"But-"

"No buts, Annabeth. This is final, as of now. We're leaving." My mom walked out of the rec room. I'm not sure where my dad is, but it's probably with my brothers' bodies. It was only five-thirty in the afternoon. So much had happened in my life today.

I turned to face Craig. I didn't even notice I was crying until he wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumb. Then the sobs came and I couldn't even stand, my knees were shaking so hard. I fell to the ground, sobbing and crying, not caring that my makeup was probably running down my face. Craig pulled me up, into his arms, hugged me, and kissed my forehead.

"Don't worry, we'll make it through this." He whispered.

I heard my mom shriek my name. I looked up to Craig. He kissed me n the lips then murmured, "I love you." into my ear.

"I love you." I whispered back, my voice cracking. I hugged myself closer to him, not knowing when I would see him again, or if I'd see him again. My mother shrieked my name once again. "Goodbye." Was our only parting words.

With every breath, I could feel a part of my heart breaking. With every step, I could feel a part of my soul shattering.

The ride home was torture. The silence was filled with tension and heartbreak. No one blared the radio. No one made jokes. The only sounds I could hear were my sobbing and the purr of the engine.

The rest of the night was just as bad. We went home and ate leftover lasagna in silence with two unusually empty seats. We'd have to get used to that. After we ate, Mom told us, Lila, Sam, and me, to go pack. It didn't take long for Sam and me. Lila was another story. We had to go help Lila pack when we were finished packing our own things. Getting her clothes to fit in the bags was easy. The problem was trying to get all of her makeup to fit into one suitcase! After we squeezed Lila's things into her bags (which took nearly three hours!) we went to bed.

I walked into my room. Since we'd first left Craig's house, I'd felt sick, and I was feeling worse by the second. By ten o'clock, I had a fever of 96.7 degrees Farenheit. (Which is like 104.9 to a human. I felt like my intestines were on fire, and my stomach was twisting itself into a pretzel. I couldn't stop coughing and my throat felt like there was a working chainsaw caught in it. My head was pounding so hard; it made my ears hurt like Hell, too. So, pretty much, I was in a living Hell inside of my body. My bones even ached! They ached like I'd done nothing, not even sleep, but life weights and run laps, and wall-splits for the last year of my life!

Mom was panicing. A lot. She was doing nothing but trying to make me feel better. I heard her say to my dad outside of my door, "We've already lost two of our kids today, and I'm not taking any chances with the ones we have left." So, my mom was just about as stressed as my immune system.

All in all, it was a bad night. Lila sat in her room, staring into space, brushing her hair, her mind still not comprehending that she was never going to see her big brothers again. Sam beat her punching bag to a pulp, and took down all of her animal rights posters that had anything to do with dogs or wolves, or anything related to that species of animal. She stuck all of them on her dart board and spent her night throwing darts at them. Mom spent every waking moment of that night caring for my every need. Normally, I'd be happy about that, but not today. Dad just stayed in his room, looking at old family photo albums, watching us grow up, but not knowing what to do. I, of course, just stayed in my bed, wishing to die. That's how much pain I was in. I wanted to die.

I dared myself to think of Craig. It just made the pain more unbearable. It just hurt so bad. What made the physical pain even worse, was knowing that I was probably never going to see him again. The second that thought entered, the pain became so unbearable, I screamed in agony. It was piercing and loud; I think some of my stuffed animals actually frowned because the sound hurt their stuffing filled ears. Mom ran in, gasped in horror, and nearly fainted when she saw what happened next. I started choking on my own blood. Not human blood, my blood, the blood that runs through my rainbow colored veins. It was so hard to breathe, and I couldn't stop coughing. My blood burned my throat and tasted very, very, very unappetizing. It tasted really gross, because vampires weren't made to drink eachother's blood. Now, that, is just plain cannibalism.

My vision started to blur when my mom started screaming. I wonder if I looked as bad as I felt? Probably. Mom's screams took everyone in the house out of their trances. Lila stopped brushing her hair. Sam stopped throwing darts. Dad stopped looking at pictures. They all ran into my room. Lila started panicing. Sam was shocked into silence, while my dad just stood there, agony on his face. At least with his other kids' deaths, he hadn't had to watch. Yeah, I was about 94.72435% sure I was going to die. (Yeah, I'm that good at math!)

Everyone just stood and stared at me. My lungs were drowning in blood. My vision was gone completely now. I was completely exhausted. Then I just couldn't fight anymore, and everything went black.

OOOOOOO CLIFFY! is it the end? nope, it is not the end, I woul not end it like that. That is a completely horrible ending if it was the end. that would be the bigges ripoff ever! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! :D Please! im begginn on my knees right now!

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Haley :)