Hey everyone, sorry for not updating sooner. I've been too obsessed reading stuff on fanfiction to actually write! My bad…

Zane's POV

I saw Evangeline's eyes widen with ever centimeter closer the knife got to her twin's throat.

"Hullo Puppet." a…creature stepped out of the shadow of the hallway, holding Talon hostage.

I saw Evangeline draw in a deep breath before speaking.

"What are you, a Pirates of the Caribbean wannabe?" The stranger chuckled, sounding more like a dying goat than a normal laugh.

"Oh don't you wish Puppet, life would be a whole lot easier for you if I was."

At this I stepped forward, not liking the fact that he was implying to Evangeline. I glared at him, willing all my hate into my glare.

"You're a big 'um, you are." He gazed at me, taking in the muscles my uncle had insisted I kept up.

"I try." I kept it short and simple.

Evangeline wasn't in the mood for waiting, apparently. "What's your problem dude?" She stepped up next to me, giving a mean glare of her own. "You do realize that most psycho child stalkers aren't competing for the 'Ugliest Face Ever' competition?" I flung a hand over Evangeline's mouth.

"Now would not be a good time to make the man with a knife angry Evangeline." I whispered in her ear, keeping my gaze on our visitor.

"My bad." She whispered back through clenched teeth. Then suddenly, with my hand still over her mouth, a pipe swung around from behind us, clipping Evangeline's head.

I spun around, supporting Evangeline's limp body in my arms. I saw another hairy creature chuckling at us, holding a metal pipe in his hands.

"You're lucky that only chipped her, other wise she'd likely be dead right now." He laughed throatily, sounding like a gurgling llama (don't ask).

'Dead.' The word kept echoing in my head, almost imprinted there.

'Dead.' I almost let her die.

'Dead.' Why didn't I dive in front of her (or in this case, in back)

'Dead.' I don't know how I would be able to live without her.

I felt a spasm go up my spine.

I saw the second visitor of the day grinning at Evangeline's limp body, still in my arms.

I felt another spasm roll up my spine, causing me to arch my back.

Both of our visitor's eyes widened, watching my hair grow a steady inch a second. Soon my arms and legs were covered too.

Another spasm rocketed through me, causing me to stretch my legs out with another arch of the back.

The captor holding Talon scraped his claws along Talon's throat. Seeing this, I grew claws of my own, black and sharp.

I felt the strongest spasm yet tear through me, and on instinct dropped Evangeline to the ground. I screamed as I felt a fire ripping through me, inside and on my skin.

Talon's eyes widened along with his captor's. The other creature was still standing to my left, mouth hanging open.

"Well crap." The one holding the pipe breathed out.

I found myself grinning, but not able to respond.

"Maybe he's one of us?" Talon's captor let his relief drip into his voice.

The pipe guy wasn't so sure. "I don't think so…"

I grinned wickedly at them both before launching myself at Talon's captor. I was in such a state, I didn't even realize how easily I pushed myself through the air, or the fact I had claws.

I saw a blinding flash of red.

That's all I can remember. And now I'm in the woods in god knows where.

Holding Evangeline, who is still unconscious in my arms.

Without Talon.

So did you like it? Hate it? I'll type up the next chapter tonight if I get enough…encouragement from you reviewers! Here's the catch though, I'm leaving for New York tomorrow morning. At seven AM. I won't be back until New Year's Eve, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to use my computer in New York. I hope our plane doesn't crash…..