A/N: Ok. I know that Alice-Obsessed wants me to finish this, but I can't with out a good beta that can catch grammatical errors and suggest ideas to make it better. Otherwise, the third chapter won't be as good as the first two. I wrote the first two with help from the editing skills of my school's librarian so that is why it is good (I think). This is the last chapter I have currently written and I will write more if someone who can be my beta reviews nicely AND tells me how betaing works (do I just like PM the chapter to you or what??). Then I promise that I will write more, Alice-Obsessed. Agreed? Agreed. Good.

Claimer: I own all yay!! All characters, ideas, everything!! YAY. clears throat* ok. I'm done now. heh.

2. I save a werewolf

As we reached the beginning of an alley in the city, Emma called to me, "Look, a werewolf!" And then she pointed at the wolf-like creature in front of me.

The small blackish-red werewolf was at the end of the dark and damp street alley. The alley had a fence at the end of it; the werewolf couldn't get away. The alley was between a dumpster and the back entrance to a drug store. I darted out and caught its attention by meowing loudly. It looked around at me with its big yellow eyes and I felt a surge of pity; it looked more like a baby than I expected. Would we really have to kill such a cute thing? I shook myself mentally; of course we would if we didn't want to be thirsty all the time. I would've run around to try to distract it further, but it didn't even seem like a werewolf, without the signature-ragged coat, it looked more like a normal, baby wolf. I rubbed up against the wolf. This wolf had a smooth coat, and it didn't have the same wild look in its eyes that all werewolves had. I decided to stop Emma. It wouldn't be right to kill this animal. I transformed back into my normal form.

"Emma!" I shouted. "This isn't a werewolf!"

"Lily! What are you doing? Stop making so much noise! Of course it's a werewolf! What else would it be?" she demanded, annoyed at me, as always.

"It's just a normal, baby wolf," I answered calmly. "It must've found its way here from the woods by mistake."

"Actually, that is a werewolf," came what sounded like Emma's voice from behind me.

Which was weird, because Emma was in front of me and because her mouth didn't move. I turned around. No one was there. I turned back to Emma.

"Emma?" I asked. "When did you learn to project your voice?"

"Did it sound like me? Because it wasn't me," She answered. "It must've been someone else. They might be hiding behind the dumpster. Who are you, and why are you hiding?"

"I'm not hiding!" the same voice insisted from the same spot behind me.

I whirled around and stepped toward where the voice came from. "Oh really," I snarled, frustrated. "Then where are you?!"

Just then, a tall girl with curly dark brown hair that went down to the middle of her back (currently in a ponytail held by a hair elastic) materialized out of thin air. She had emerald eyes, just like all of the vampires that fed off of monsters had (that was what Emma told me; before now, I could only see her eyes because sadly, vampires didn't have reflections). The vampires that fed off of humans had ruby-colored eyes. She was wearing a light blue hooded sweatshirt. She materialized in the exact spot the voice had come from.

She said, "Hi!" So I assumed it was her voice.

"How did you do that?" I asked calmly. It would seem like I should be more surprised at that point because a vampire (there was no smell of blood coming from inside her, that was a sign that she was a vampire. That and she had emerald eyes, not just green ones) had appeared out of nowhere, but somehow I was able to stay calm.

"Well, it's my power. I can turn invisible. I can also summon animals up from the ground. In fact, I did and that is my baby werewolf. Cute, isn't he? I groom him every day so he stays soft and cuddly. I'm Catherine."

She went over to her baby werewolf and picked him up. The werewolf growled a bit at first, but when he recognized Catherine, he licked her face all over. She laughed and kissed him on the nose.

"I know what you're doing, and I'm going to help- no matter what you say! I will join the team and help you kill monsters. I already have experience killing monsters, so you don't have to worry about having to teach me to fight." Catherine did the puppy dog pout.

I'm a sucker for the puppy dog pout, you know, when someone pouts and tilts their head just so, and makes their eyes real big? So, I surrendered, "No, not the puppy dog pout! Fine! You can join the team."

"Lily! You aren't even the leader of the team! I am! But, I guess Catherine can join the team." Apparently, Emma was also a sucker for the puppy dog pout.

So, Emma, Catherine, and I ran back home, to Emma's house. When we got inside, Catherine ran up the stairs without an explanation. Emma and I exchanged surprised glances and followed her. Catherine had found her way to the empty bedroom next to my room.

When she saw us, she shouted, "I claim this room in the name of Catherine! It's mine now!" After that, she laughed evilly. "Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Emma and I had been standing almost right next to Catherine, but when she laughed evilly, Emma backed away slowly. I, on the other hand, moved closer to Catherine.

"Catherine?" I asked. "You want me to help you get settled?"

"That would be nice of you!" She agreed.

I followed her into her new room.

Her room had turquoise-colored walls. As was the style for the bedrooms in Emma's house, the blankets on her bed were all turquoise, just like the walls. Her room also had a giant flat-screen TV and a Nintendo Wii. Near the TV, there was a long shelf with (what looked like) all the Wii games that had ever come out. (I had been a big fan of video games when I was human. I would still play video games, but this was the first time I found out that Emma had any video games.)

"Do you like your room?" I asked. I was genuinely curious about her answer.

"Yeah! It's so cool! I love the Wii!" Catherine exclaimed. Turning serious, she added, "But I need to talk to you with Emma there. I need to ask you some questions about your power."

"Okay," I answered, unsure what she meant.

We headed downstairs to the living room where Emma was ―yet again― watching TV. She was sitting on the same brown, fluffy couch she was sitting on when I showed her my power. As I looked over at Catherine, she was grabbing the TV remote control. Then she turned off the Television.

"Hey!" Emma exclaimed. "I was watching that!"

"Whatever," Catherine replied as she plopped down on the couch next to Emma. She motioned for me to sit down as well. I obliged.

"I need to ask Lily some questions about her power."

"All right," Emma and I said together.

"Good. First, when did you get your power, Lily?" Catherine asked me.

"On the fifth day after I became a vampire," I answered, still confused by Catherine's motives; why was she asking me this?

"And it seems more like you'd get it on the fourth day because of being a cat." It was not a question, but a fact.

"I guess. Why are you asking these questions?" I demanded.

Catherine stood up and walked over to the arm chair I was sitting on across from Emma.

"Because, I needed to find out something, and now I know."

"What do you mean?" I asked. I had long since past the line between annoyed and angry, I was furious; I wanted her to get to the point, already!

"You know how you can turn into a cat?" I nodded slowly. "Well, that isn't your real power. You'll get your real power tomorrow, on the seventh day after you became a vampire," Catherine proclaimed.

"That's not possible!" Emma growled. "It has never happened before!"

"Well, it is possible. Lily's power will be the most powerful power any vampire has ever had and the monsters will never suspect it!"