A/N: EVERYONE we have a winner! Her name is Jabbawockeez - ABDC! She'll be added into the story soon! J This chapter introduces a new evil character! Hope you guys like him! At the end of the month, I'll be going away for a week so I'll try and get some writing done!

Disclaimer, as usual I don't own the characters (not even Derek :'( ) except for a few and The Darkest Powers belong to the wonderful Kelley Armstrong.

I quickly wiped away the remaining tears as I walked into the hall. Cato and Daire stood in the hall, holding hands. From their expressions, Cato (the werewolf vampire hybrid) had heard and relayed the whole thing to Daire (a witch whose powers had come really quickly).

"Yeah?" I stood in front of them awkwardly.

"There's a doctor here to talk with us," Cato explained as Daire walked up to me, grabbed my hand and pulled me into Doctor Smith's office.

"Why didn't he want to see T-Tobias?" I asked, even saying his name made my heart clench. This affect he had on me wasn't healthy but I was only now noticing.

"He does. It's just," Daire took a pause as we sat on the couch, "we heard. Well Cato heard and he told me. WE just thought it would be better to tell you separately." I didn't reply. I had been right. Cato and Tobias took this time to come in. I heard Cato whisper, "don't give up" to Tobias. I couldn't look at them. I loved him but I needed him to stop loving me.

How many times a day am I going to think about this? About him?

I knew that we had to leave but the most surveillance would be on me, the daughter of the two genetically altered supernaturals. They would have to leave without me and send someone for me later. Maybe. But if Tobias loved me, he wouldn't. Somehow he would make sure either I left with Daire and Cato and he stayed or he would stay with me while the others got away. Any way to keep me safe. That four letter word is what ruined our relationship.

Dr. Smith, 4 guards and a man came walking in. The man was around the same height as my uncle Simon, with salt and pepper hair, yet his face only gave the impression of mid-30s.

"Kids this is Doctor Michael Davidoff Junior. He'll be doing some observations on you." Dr. Smith introduced him, a giddy look on her face. Dr. Davidoff Jr looked at each of us with a look reserved for a lioness stalking her prey. His eyes rested on me last. His eyes were an ice grey that got darker the longer you looked into them.

"You know miss, it's rude to stare. Especially at strangers," his voice was too soft, too innocent, "what's your name?"

"Shouldn't you know since you'll be observing us?" I asked, sarcasm seeping into my voice. It was a trait I'd gotten from my dad. His eye brows raised and Daire snickered beside me.

"Emily Jo! Don't be so rude!" Dr. Smith scolded me. I didn't even look at her. I continued to stare at Dr. Davidoff Jr, just as he did to me.

"Emily Jo, eh? Last name?" Dr. Davidoff Jr asked cockily. He was baiting me. My parents had known a Davidoff and he was evil. My mum had technically killed him too. This must be his son or nephew.

"It's Souza, sir. Emily Jo Souza." Dr. Smith told him. Her expression gave away all her emotions, whether she meant it or not.

Poor woman. She wants the attention of Devil Jr.

"Souza huh? I've heard of your family tree. Interesting." Davidoff Jr's eyes began to glow like a cat's.

"Okay all of you can do whatever. Emily Jo, please stay, I would like to speak with you." Dr. Smith sweetly said. As my friends left the room, I wondered how long it had taken these doctors to perfect these fake "I'm good, I want to help you" voices. As Dr. Davidoff Jr passed, he looked at me again.

"Nice meeting you, Miss Souza. " He said without stopping. His face sneered around my last name. I caught a quick glimpse of some emotion in his eyes. It looked like fear but I couldn't be sure.

"You also, Michael" I answered back as kindly as I could manage. His shoulders stiffened. Other than slamming the office door shut, he gave no reaction.

"Okay Emily," Dr. Smith sat on the couch beside me, "I noticed that you've been partially Changing and your temper is highly out of control."
I rolled my eyes, but she didn't notice. My temper was because of provocation, not out of control. Dr Smith continued.

"Now, I know you're fifteen and a grade nine student so these partial changes are highly unwanted and unexpected. You won't fully Change for at least three years."

I guess they hadn't been watching as closely as I thought. I'd almost been fully Changed for close to a month. My dad had Changed when he was sixteen, to his (and my mum's) surprise.

"So, I'm going to give you this medication. It should lower your symptoms and draw back your powers," Dr Smith reached into her pocket and pulled out an orange bottle, "If you feel it isn't working, let me know and we'll up the dosage." She handed me the bottle. I didn't recognize the name, but I knew my dad would.

If only I could contact them. Somehow.

"Try taking one now and come check in in a few hours, okay?"

I had no choice once her biggest guard walked to stand beside me. I opened the cap and saw large pink pills.

I hope this doesn't kill me.

I plopped one in my mouth and dry-swallowed it. Without being asked, I opened my mouth and showed them it was gone.

"Thank you Emily. I'll see you later." Dr Smith began to write something, which I took as a silent dismissal. I got up, pushed past the guard and opened the door. I turned right to go find Daire and ran right into the Devil himself.