AN: I think this is one of my favorite chapters, I really love the beginning. I'm going to try and bring more of this in, because it's kind of my favorite. Also, if you've noticed, I've changed this from a Gwen/Kevin story to a Ben story. This doesn't mean there won't be more Kevin/Gwen stuff, because there WILL be, but this plot line focuses mainly on Jackie, who is involved with Ben.

And if you've read this story before, you'll notice that I completely changed this chapter, and the stuff that I've written has been deleted. No worries, some of that old information/mystery will make it's way back into the story, now that I've got it rolling.

Please READ and REVIEW. I really want your thoughts on this chapter! Thanks!

RE-EDITED VERSION

He sat in his office, his big stuffy chair facing the window at the back of the room. The window was so large that it covered the entire wall. The rest of the room was rather empty, consisting of a large desk, a black rug with a white couch to the left, a wooden coffee table on the rug and a black bookshelf. A dull gray color covered the rest of the walls.

The man stared out the window, looking downward at all the people. He observed them, as he did every day, marveling at the obliviousness of them, the pure ignorance that they all possessed. He did this often, relishing the feeling of being above them, quite literally as his office was 20 floors up. He ran his fingers through his hair, smirking at the thought.

His hair, black as night, was cut short, but not short enough to be a buzz cut. He had quite handsome features, a young face, a strong jaw line along with a smooth mouth that made the women swoon. He was about 6 ft. 6, with a muscular build and smooth tan skin. Overall, he was an incredibly handsome man in a beautifully designed suit. A man who you knew had power by just a glance at him.

But if you looked closely, if you ever truly looked at him, you would see that despite his handsome features, his dark brown eyes would display something entirely different, something actually quite revolting.

For you see, his eyes revealed something freighting that would chill you to your very bones. His eyes would reveal his thirst, his thirst for blood, and his thirst for power.

Ah, power. The word brought a sweet sensation to his insides. He had worked hard for this. His plan that had been changed, revised so many times, was almost complete. His plan to take complete control over a mere teenage girl was almost done. He had finally found her. It had taken years, but he knew, he just knew, it would be a matter of time until she was in his grasp. Her father had tried to stop him, but he had failed. They all failed.

Jacklynn Marie Levin. A nasty smirk slowly formed upon his face as he thought of her. He had been waiting a long time for this. As soon as he had her, he would be able to control everyone, everything, every human and non-human beings that roamed not only on the earth, but the universe.

There were only two people on the planet who knew what Jacklynn Levin was capable of.

And one of them was locked away, thought to be dead, long forgotten by so many.

Once he had her, perhaps he would reunite the two. And then kill her old man in front of her, just like her mother. He smiled, his handsome face lighting up at his pleasant thought.

After so much time, so much planning, he was so close he could taste it. The bridge between man and alien, the link that connected the two, would soon be under his control.

The government, the plumbers, any force that would try to fight him, would be no match once he had her. She was powerful, so utterly, unknowingly powerful. And he ached deep in his soul for that power.

And it would soon all be his.

She would be all his.

She belonged to him.

Jackie was walking among clouds. But these clouds weren't like any clouds she had ever seen. They were a murky green shade, reminding her of a swamp. There was nothing around her, just the clouds moving slowly, circling her, almost as if they were… Taunting her.

As she walked among the murky clouds, a feeling of dread swept upon her. It was a sick feeling at the pit of her stomach, as if she knew something evil was surrounding her.

"Jackie." A soft voice whispered close, close enough to be next to her ear.

Jackie spun around quickly, her heart pounding in her ears, a cold fear washing over her. There was nothing but clouds behind her.

Jackie stilled, tense as she waited for another sound.

It didn't come.

Jackie straightened out, her eyes alert.

"I'm coming for you Jackie. It's only a matter of time." The voice whispered again, a cruel, hard sound. Jackie froze.

"Why?" She managed to choke out, a shudder running through her.

"Why?" The voice repeated her, almost mocking. "Because you belong to me," the voice hardened.

"Wha- What do you want from me?" Jackie's voice shook, not bothering to cover the fear. The voice laughed chillingly.

"Silly, silly girl. Doesn't even know what she's capable of." The voice laughed an ugly laugh. Jackie frowned, becoming irritated.

"Then why don't you just tell me?" She snapped angrily.

"Well look here, little Jackie Levin actually has something to say. Feisty one, aren't you?" The voice sneered at her. "I won't tell you what you possess. You don't deserve it. Any of it." The voice grew angry. "Which is why you can't have it. And soon, soon enough, I will come for you." The voice continued gleefully. "You belong to me." The voice was beside her once again. Jackie shuddered. She felt a hot breath on her neck.

She jerked back. "I belong to no one." She said coolly.

"We'll see about that." The voice laughed again, only louder this time. Jackie winced as the voice boomed with a dark laughter, filling up the space around her. The clouds became more condensed, coming closer, suffocating her.

Jackie tried waving the clouds away, but it was no use. It was as if her air was being sucked out. It was getting harder and harder to breath. Jackie began to feel lightheaded. Was it possible for clouds to suffocate you? The air became even tighter, and Jackie tried to breath.

She found that she couldn't.

The voice was all over now, filling her ears, filling her body, filling her soul.

Jackie collapsed, an unbearable pain filling her chest, clawing at her.

She tried to cry out, but it was no use. She could make no sound.

It was in that moment that she knew that she would die.

Jackie sat up in her bed, taking deep frantic breaths. She sat there, trying to regain control of herself. She was sweating, despite the cold rainy weather. Jackie sat in her bed, bringing her knees to her chest and placed her head against her knees, looking down, trying to control her breathing.

She didn't know what was happening to her, and she absolutely hated with dealing with the unknown.

She didn't know who was after her. She didn't know what happened to her father. She didn't know why her mother was murdered so brutally. She didn't know what on earth she was capable of. She didn't know what made her so special to have so many people come after her to try and kill her.

She was sick of not knowing.

She was sick of feeling so unsafe.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in weeks. She was so tired of everything. The unknown, the constant nightmares.

The cold, almost in-human laugh echoed in her ears. Jackie shuddered at the memory.

All she wanted was answers. All she wanted was everything to end.

All she really wanted was her mother to give her a hug and tell her everything was going to be okay.

It was then she began to cry.

"You look like shit."

Jackie jumped, startled at the voice that appeared out of nowhere. She turned around, and saw Kevin leaning against the counter in the kitchen. She hadn't been able to go back to sleep last night, so she was tired and cranky. And walking into the kitchen and seeing the last person she wanted to talk to wasn't the way she wanted to start her already crappy day.

Jackie inwardly groaned and glared at the boy she had once called a brother.

"What are you even doing here? Weren't you staying at your girlfriend's house? And I didn't ask for your opinion, did I?" She snarled.

Kevin frowned and shrugged. He opened his mouth to retort, but decided against it. He didn't want his head bitten off before breakfast. He leaned back and studied her, something he hadn't been able to do since she got back.

He took in the dark circles around her eyes and her skinny figure. She was never fat, she had always been small, but it seemed she was losing more weight than she had to lose. Her hair was pulled loosely into a messy bun, with jeans, a pair of old black converse and a ratty old band t-shirt with a name he didn't recognize completing her look. She looked haggard, worn out, tired and troubled.

He was worried about her.

He didn't mean to run into her, he had planned to grab what he needed and bolt. He knew what his sister was like, and he knew she would not be happy to see him.

But she was his sister.

"Hey um… Are you okay?" Kevin asked softly, wincing as he watched her reaction. He knew she hated that question.

Jackie froze as she was peeing into the fridge, ignoring him.

He knew she hated that question.

And she especially hated hearing it from him.

She slowly closed the door, and turned around. Kevin crossed his arms, muscles bulging as he glanced cautiously at her.

"I'm fine." She answered coolly.

"You don't look fine you look-"

"Like shit, I know." She snapped, crossing her arms, mimicking his position. "No need to repeat yourself." Kevin smiled wryly at her.

"Actually I was going to say you look like you haven't had a good night's sleep in weeks. We've already stated the obvious." He chuckled at the heated glare she sent his way.

"Considering you're never around, you wouldn't really know, now would you?" Jackie stated, cocking an eyebrow. She gave him another glare and turned away, walking towards the door.

Kevin winced as he heard the door slam. He sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

He wanted to talk to Jackie about why she wasn't getting any sleep. He wanted to make everything go away for her. He wanted, needed to protect her. She was the last flesh and blood he had.

Despite what she believed, he truly did care about her. All he needed was a chance to prove himself, to talk to her.

Only she didn't want to talk.

He wondered if there ever would be a time where she did.

Ben walked into the kitchen, surprised to see Kevin standing in the center with a pensive look on his face.

"What's up Kev? I thought you were staying at Gwen's…?" He asked hesitantly. If he ran into Jackie there would be no telling how she would react.

Kevin grunted. "I did. I came here this morning to grab some of my stuff. Didn't know she would be up."

Ben grimaced. He could only imagine Jackie's attitude towards Kevin, and it would not be pretty.

"She talked to me though. Guess that's some sort of progress…" Kevin trailed off, sighing. "Look, I'll be out of here in a couple of minutes. Just gotta grab my shit."

"Yeah, sure. Where'd she go?" Ben asked as Kevin began walking away. Kevin shrugged.

"She just sort of took off. Guess she didn't wanna be around me." Kevin replied sarcastically.

Ben sighed as he walked towards the door. Good thing he already got dressed, he didn't want Jackie running around by herself, not with people after her. It's not like she knew where she was going anyway.

He walked into the shop, and stopped for a moment.

There was a girl with a messy bun, jeans and a familiar pair of converse talking to some guy at the register. Ben frowned as he made his way towards them.

"Jackie?" He called out.

She turned around, her smile dropping when she saw him. Ben ignored the disappointment that he felt when he saw her smile drop, walking over to her anyways.

"Did you eat breakfast? We could go get something…" He suggested, ignoring the guy at the counter who was watching him with amusement. "I know you didn't get any this morning. You left in a hurry."

Jackie's eyes flashed at Ben. She paused for a moment, then sighed.

"You're buying." She said flatly. She looked up at Tim, shrugged and turned to walk out the door. Ben stood there, surprised that she had agreed after yesterday. She turned back and raised her eyebrows.

"You coming?"

Ben shook himself, and jogged after her.

"Yeah. Sorry." He inwardly kicked himself, feeling once again like an idiot.

She rolled her eyes and started walking towards the garage, Ben's eyes glued to her back side as he deliberately walked behind her to keep the view.

"I'm only going with you because I don't want to be around my shit head of a brother." Jackie called out. "So don't think it's personal."

Jackie turned around, with a small smile on her face so Ben would know she was kidding. Ben just smirked and winked at her.

"Keep tellin' yourself that, and maybe you'll start to believe it."

Jackie rolled her eyes and slid into the passenger seat.

"Take me away Tenyyson." She drawled. "I'm starving and a girls gotta eat."

Ben started the car, and smiled to himself.

He would take her wherever the hell she wanted, as long as it kept her from biting his head off.

Actually, he'd probably take here wherever the hell she wanted just because she asked.