I still think this chapter is awkwardly written. I'm trying to fix it, but that might not happen anytime soon… Thanks for sticking with me, even if I'm just that massive hopeless.

Key:

Ethelwulf or Rickie; they will never talk at the same time so it shouldn't be a bother. Kay? Kay :)

Seth

Charlie

Derek

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own the DP characters, setting, ideas etc. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot, which I think sucks.

Enjoy :)

Sunlight streamed through the open window, hitting my eyes and waking me up. There was bickering going on down below. Again. Seriously, would those two ever shut up? I was alone in the room, sitting on the mattress in my dishevelled PJs.

I went through my daily routine, brushing teeth and hair, going to the loo etc. and went downstairs to get breakfast. Rickie was sitting in the lounge, a murmured conversation between him and Derek going on. I couldn't hear a word they were saying. Hunger won out over curiosity, though, and I decided that food was top priority at the moment.

Kit stood at the stove, frying pan in hand, cooking hash browns, eggs, pancakes and bacon. There were some – read as LOTS – of waffles in our giant toaster and about eighteen grilled cheese sandwiches in the griller. Mmmm… my stomach rumbled indignantly at the smells; tortured at the fact that it could eat anything that it was smelling. I agreed. I needed food. Sneaking behind Kit, I stuck my hand under the griller (no pain; heat's never affected me), and grabbed a sandwich. I got out just before Kit turned around.

"Hang on…" he muttered under his breath, counting the number of sandwiches in the griller. He furrowed his eyebrows and counted again, poking each one with the spatula thingy that he used to flip the pancakes. Then he turned to the door, just as I was stuffing the last of the sandwich into my mouth. I froze like a deer caught in the headlights. I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

"Did you just steal one of my sandwiches?" he asked, annoyed. I looked at me feet, shrugging my shoulders.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," I said. He sighed and shook his head.

"You're worse than Derek; how much can you eat?" he asked, mostly talking to himself. So even Derek wasn't desperate enough to snag food right out from under our guardian's nose, huh? Well, I wasn't Derek. I was Charlie, and NOTHING separates Charlie from her snackies. G

"Go wait for breakfast to be ready," sighed Kit. As I was walking away, I heard him mumble something that sounded like 'how much longer before we run out of food?' It was exasperated, and it made me smile. He knew I could hear him.

"What'd you do?" sighed Derek as soon as I walked into the room, giving me the 'you're-a-=bad-puppy-you-peed-on-the-carpet' look. So I gave him my best 'I'm-more-innocent-than-a-three-week-old-lamb' look. He didn't buy it for a second.

"Charlie," he sighed again, slightly more annoyed. "I'm a wolf, that doesn't work on me,"

Damn, forgot about that. Crap.

"I –err… IkindasortastoleandsandwichfromKitwithouthimnoticingme?" I said quickly, ducking my head to the alpha here. I was hoping to get a little slack for changing last night, but nope, the look in Derek's eye signalled that, even though I had gone through infinitely more pain than any pre-run he had ever been through, I was still a bad puppy. Or wolf; he was the pup here.

"You did… what?" he asked, trying to decipher what I had said.

"I stole food less than a meter from Kit without him noticing until he turned to the door and caught me stuffing my face," I repeated, slower, knowing he'd catch it all this time. He started shaking his head.

"That's not possible, that's NOT logical," he muttered over and over again. Finally, he looked up me, eyes unreadable.

"What did they do to you?" he whispered quietly.

You could've heard a feather hit the ground even if you didn't have super-senses. It was so quiet. I was about to open my mouth and take insult, when a sudden, terrifying thought came to me.

What did they do to me?

Yo, Ethel, I called to my best friend since my first Change, you got a sec?

What? She replied. Snappy thing; she was a bit moody because of how short my change was.

Do you have ANY idea what the hell they did to me? I asked her, knowing she knew exactly what I was talking about. She looked down at her paws, eyes sad.

I do she said, sitting down, but you need to find out for yourself; if I tell you with words, you will rush the development and that will kill you. She said quietly. I opened the figurative me's mouth, but she cut me off with a sad, near silent whisper.

Just like all the rest.

Images flashed through my head.

The boys from my old pack; three with regular green eyes, nothing remarkable, and one with the most vivid, forest green eyes you could ever imagine. Playing together, shunning the smallest one, the one with the beautiful eyes.

A young girl with amber eyes and red hair being shoved around by the three boys with ordinary eyes.

The young boy with beautiful eyes helping her.

The ordinary boys mauling the young nurse who brought them the food, and the beautiful one crying and screaming at the door, trying to get attention.

The young girl with red hair sitting in the corner, glowing amber eyes wide and fearful, fixated on the horrific scene in front of her.

Six beautiful little girls, all with flowing blonde hair and the bluest eyes you could ever imagine, sitting in a sandpit, building things and just talking. Sitting in the darkest corner, a seventh, with short red hair and golden, wolf's eyes.

The other girls, the blonde ones, towering over the little red-haired girl, whose amber eyes filled with fear.

The youngest girl, the small, red-haired one, being thrown into the air, where she hung, suspended by nothing, whilst the others laughed and went off to their own business.

A single tear fell to the ground.

Then, the scene changed again.

Quiet whispers in the night, between the others.

They know… Transfers… Davidoff… murder.

The six pretty girls with shining hair and blue eyes standing in a circle, eyes flaming a crystalline, dangerous blue that held your attention like a moth that sees a light. The young girl in the centre, with red hair and glowing gold eyes, began to scream.

A blood-curdling, ear-splitting, inhuman shriek that pierced the darkness.

A clear, shining orb formed above her flame-red head, and shining shadows formed in front of each of the pretty blonde girl's bodies, merging with the dark glow.

It turned into a deadly, black mass of energy.

Each blonde girl shrieked, screaming with the same inhuman frequency as the young red-head in the centre, and the clear, pure orb above the little girl's head dropped, crashing into her and infusing her already screwed up genetics.

The blonde girl's collapsed as one, pale as ice. One sentence word came from the tallest of them.

"It's not safe here; what we have given you will help you escape" she whispered quietly as her final breath left her. "I'm sorry."

The little red-haired girl could feel something different; there were more. She already had one voice; now she had seven. Each of the new voices whispered secrets into her head. Chants, magic, power. She felt like it would explode.

Something happened in her body; being what she was she was well aware of everything within herself. New strands of genes merged with her wolf ones; ones of power. She felt the energy stir within her.

A brilliant burst of light, the same beautiful, crystal blue of the eyes of the dead girl's around her, flared from her body, pulsing around her head and chest. A wild scream filled the air for the third time that night, and in the darkness, the young girl collapsed. Her eyes fluttered open for the smallest of seconds as scientists poured into the room. They all backed away as she opened those amber eyes, that always set her apart, for the smallest of seconds.

Only, this time, they weren't amber. They were a dangerous, pure, crystalline blue that burned with a ferocious fire.

Is good? I hope so. This is so hard to do! I thought it would be easier than this… oh well. I won't quit now! Review, please? *puppy eyes*

~PiptheSnake~