I can't believe we actually made it through the story this far…ha ha can't go back now! Prepare for the beginning of the end for The Changing…..

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"No. You have to keep your arm straight, like this, Chloe. " Adele deminstaighted by friecly punching the air, as if it were someone attacking her. The move was so clean and quick, I had to go over it in my head twice before I attempted to do it.

I nodded, and with all my strength punched the air, sliding my right foot against the wet grass beneath me.

"Good." Adele approved. "Now Derek, remember, right now you guys are enemies. You want to kill eachother." Derek glared at me with his piercing green eyes playfully. I stuck out my tongue at him.

"Alright, ready…" She warned.

I resumed my position, ready to for a lower attack. Derek's eyes studied me, registering every little move I made, every breath, and I saw it in his eyes that he knew what I would do. So I quickly decided on the opposite.

"Go!" Adele announced.

I came at Derek with a punch to the side of his neck, but he blocked it with his hand. Instead, I setteled for kicking out his feat beneath him, which made him stumble. I blinked a few times, surprised. He had to be letting me do that. But in any sense, I threw another punch his way.

"Wait…What?" We heard Tori yell from the house, her voice igh and squeaky. Adele pursed her lips and looked away , out toward the house. Derek grabbed my hand in mid air, grabbed my waist with his other hand, dipped me, and quickly kissed me. I giggled.

"Tori…" We heard Mr. Bae sigh. Derek slowly lifted me back up, holding me to him, his brows furrowed in worry. I bit my lip as we listened.

"How…wait…Simon is…" She said in a . "No.." She said. We heard the smack, smack of her flip flops on the floor as she madly stomped off, and then another sigh from Mr. Bae.

The screen door slid open, and Kit stepped out onto the lawn.

"Well, I told her." He said to looking accusingly at me.

Derek turned to me with a look on his face. Adele played with the hem of her shirt, trying to stay out of the siuation.

"Don't worry. I'll talk to her." Simon called from behind the screen door.

Everyone turned to look at him. He stared back for a minute, shrugged , and went off, following Tori's path.

Kit looked at Adele, then to us, desperately looking for a new subject. "So how's training going?" He asked, a small smiling creeping onto his lips.

"Pretty well," Adele replied.

Kit nodded. We heard a loud sobbing from the kitchen and Kit whirled around. It was a heart wrenching noise, one that made my gut twist. I loosened myself of Derek's grip. "I'll go comfort her." I murmured, slipping from his arms.

"Chloe," Mr. Bae said in a low voice. I looked up at him. "I think it would be best…if Simon and Tori work through this with each other." He said slowly, studying me for a reaction.

I thought about it for a second, then decided it would be best if they both got over it together. After all, they were…related. Siblings.

"She's very hormonal," Adele commented. "It gets worse the closer you get to delivering. She's getting pretty close…" She glanced back at the house.

My worry flaired back up, my gaze lingering on the house.

And the race against time began.

After that distressing conversation, Derek urged me to go to the apartment with him and pack. He had stressed the fact we could have to leave any second to the point I just wanted him to clam down, but the truth was, I was just as unprepared and freaked as he was. Someone had to anchor me down to earth.

We made our way up the flight of stairs the apartment, a worried look on Derek's face, anticipating the worst. I bit my lip as we stopped in front of our apartment door, so normal, so ordinary, it spoke no remembrance of the events that had taken place days ago.

Derek gulped, then quickly opened the door. I glanced inside, then cringed and looked away.

The kitchen, which compared to what lie beyond it, was immaculate, and offered a glimmer of false hope, which also played on Derek's face.

But as soon as he looked over to counter, He let out a huge sigh, stood silent for a moment, and then ducked in. I quietly followed, carefully to watch his expression before I spoke.

He stopped right before the mess on the living room floor, the horrible scene that brought back shattering memories of that horrible, strong fiery pain..

He quickly looked back to me, peering at me through his dark bangs. "Chloe? Are you okay?" He asked, pursing his lips. I furrowed my brows.

Derek looked me over for scars, then looked back down to the floor, a pained expression on his face. Confused, I looked to where his gaze was placed, and realization ran over my expression.

Red liquid was splattered across the floor, smeared on furniture. So much blood, it reminded me of a murder scene I'd seen on T.V.

"Oh god, Chloe.." He muttered under his breath. He turned back to me and shook his head, his enchanting green eyes pleading.

"It's fine. Were all fine." I assured him, but my voice faltered when I thought back to Rae…Rae's deformed face twisted, her horrible bloody red eyes…when I realized they had killed her. To get to us. All to get to us.

They were horrible monsters. I didn't care what they thought they were doing, if they thought the were helping the world by killing innocent people, innocent, unknowing people, they were monsters. I didn't know how anyone could kill someone like that…like Rae. Like Liz. I hated them. Hated them.

I didn't even notice how bad I was trembling until Derek was holding me tight against his chest, trying to calm me.

But I didn't cry. I was done crying. Tears didn't accomplish anything.

Derek rubbed my back and pressed his check against the top of my head. "I'm sorry I left, Chloe. I love you." He said softly. The way he held me to him, the way he seemed to cherish the moment, made me realize how much I meant to him.

"I missed you." I softly replied.

We didn't attempt to salvage anything crumbled. Pretty much everything ended up going into a garbage bag. The living room seemed so empty, there was no marks of presence there except for the few blood stains we couldn't get out.

We stuffed everything (and by everything I mean everything) into our bags quickly, not really caring to match or think much about the clothes we packed. We just packed it all in.

We found Derek's destroyed cell phone, but Derek could care less. He threw it away, and told me to make sure I brought mine.

When all was finished, we headed back to Mr. Bae's for lunch.

To be honest, no one really spoke.

Adele, Kit, and Aunt Lauren all would give each other looks time from time. Simon looked down and picked at his sandwich. Derek, as usual, was starved and ate three or four sandwiches, but also remained silent. Tori ate almost as much as Derek, and looked almost glowing, which startled me.

Almost everyone jumped when Tori looked around the table, and asked:

"So…you wanna bet on the genders?" She said, rubbing her belly. Simon looked up at her.

"Well," Simon said quietly. "all my nephews' are going to…"

"Nuh uh. There not all gunna be boys." Tori shook her head.

"How do you know?' Simon replied, narrowing his eyes.

"I can feel it. It's a mom thing." She shrugged, and I had to look up at her with a smile. Tori smiled briefly back, then took another bite of her sandwich.

The rest of the day went by in a blur.

We didn't really do anything but watch T.V. Adele had canceled the training for today because she, Aunt Lauren and Mr. Bae had needed to discuss something.

I think I fell asleep for a while, but I couldn't be sure.

around seven thirty at night, we heard Simon heading out of the house.

"Where are you going?" Tori asked, sticking her head out from the kitchen.

"I'm going out to eat." He replied. Derek turned to look at him from over the couch in the living room.

"Omigod, I'm so hungry. I'm coming with you." Tori skipped off next to Simon. Simon desperately looked to Derek, who was off in a daze. I pursed my lips.

"I'll go too." I looked back to Simon and Tori, not wanting to leave them by themselves. Knowing us, something would happen when we were separated. Derek looked to me, then nodded. "Same here." He said in a gruff voice.

We both got off the couch, and I caught a stressed look on Simon's face. "Uh, I was just going to Burger King." He looked over all of us.

"I don't care." Tori snorted.

Simon looked at us all again, then shrugged, deciding to not care.

He unlocked the door, and we all filed out into the warm night.

We were all so oblivious to what was about to happen.

Sorry it took so long to update, again. My weekend is crammed, so I pretty much typed this all up today.

Anyhow, this is pretty much the peek of the story right here! The next chapter will be short (maybe really short) So ill try to type it up and update as fast as I can.

SO, comments? Predictions? Suggestions?

R&R