Return to normal?

by FutureAnimeArtist331

Chloe, Derek, Simon, Tori, Kit, Aunt Lauren and some others have finally defeated the Edison Group after two months, and now Chloe is going home, and back to school! She really misses the others, but doesn't expect this! There's more danger than ever!

7. Nevaiyis

Darkest Powers: Edition 2 By FutureAnimeArtist331

Hey Peoples! I'm really really really really really sorry for taking this long! But I finally got this done! So here's RTN, for your enjoyment! I hope I can keep writing stories forever, and maybe someday if I don't become an animated TV show producer/graphic designer, I'll write and illustrate my own books and or manga! If anyone has a cool idea for more plot twists, plz plz plz plz plz post it in your review! I have a lot, but inspiration can come from the weirdest places, but I'd rather get mine from somewhere remotely normal! Hugs and kisses!oxoxoxox XD READ AND REVIEW! AND DON'T FORGET TO ENJOY!

P.S. I changed Aaron's name to Venn, because I'm having a fight with the asshole I named him after (its one of those "I'll never forgive you things") So, now, his name's Venn. And I changed my screen name! Its much less kiddy sounding now! PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ REVIEW! AND ENJOY! BUT MOSTLY REVIEW! XD

This is what happens after the Awakening by Kelley Armstrong (but not the Reckoning), after they had found Mr. Bae (Simon and Derek's dad), defeated the Edison Group and the Cabal, and gone back to their old lives.

I do not own anything and it all belongs to Kelley Armstrong. I am just using her characters and adding a few of my own.

Julie's POV

OMG! Chloe looks so cool when she concentrates all hard! was what was going through my head at the burial ground. Brent was being an ass fucker, as usual, Derek was pacing, Nate was looking all dejected in a corner, Beth, Kari and Tori were huddled together, watching in awe (well, Tori's was more of a proud-ish type of thing. AWWWWWWWWWW! SHE DOES CARE!), Kit was emotionless, Simon mirrored his father's expression (in a short-blonde-boy sorta way), Lauren looked anxious, and Mom and Dad (A:N/ when I'm in Julie's POV, and if I ever do a Venn POV, Ara and James are going to be Mom and Dad) expectant looking. Venn was hovering behind me, almost as anxious as Derek, probably something to do with pack stuff. Geesh, why couldn't they be as calm as Kari and Nate? Maybe their wolf senses hadn't come in yet.

Chloe opened one eye, and looked around expectantly, but nothing happened. She closed her eyes again, and seemed to amp it up a bit. I started tapping my foot, where were all the dead people? Venn put his hand on my shoulder, and motioned for me to stop tapping my foot. What, so he could hover and Derek could pace, but I'm not allowed to tap my foot? What's up with that? Suddenly, Chloe stiffened, and about half a second later, so did all four werewolves (maybe danger speeds up the growing process?). About a second passed, and the about 20 corpses burst from the ground, screeching like banshees (which may or may not exist).

All the girls cept' me and my mom started to scream, and Nate passed out.

"What the fuck—!" Brent yelled as a corpse started crawling up his leg.

"CHLOE!" Derek was bending over her, but he was blasted back by a wave of energy. Chloe stood up stiffly, and she opened her eyes.

But they weren't her eyes. They were an golden amber color with black slitted pupils, and were slightly pulsing. She opened her mouth, and said three small words. But they were enough to turn my blood to ice.

"I found you."

I'd never heard the voice before, but I immediately knew who it was. I just knew.

Aerona.

She smiled creepily, straight at me. And then all I could see was Venn's shirt.

"What 're yo―!" but my cry was immediately cut off by his collar bone in my face. He forcibly pushed me backwards about 10 ft, and then stood in a defensive crouch in front of me. Back in the clearing, Derek was shouting at Chloe/Aerona.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF CHLOE!" he charged straight at her, but she just smiled, and with a wave of her hand, a spike rose up out of the ground and hit him straight in the face! My mind was screaming What the HELL? I've never seen that before, and I'm the queen of weird! It was then I noticed the 20 formerly screeching corpses who were slowly crawling themselves toward the rest of the group. Then Kit, James, Tori and Simon started immediately throwing spells or fireballs at her, but she just deflected them with a wave of her hands. I ran around from behind Venn, but he grabbed my arm.

"Let me go! We have to help them!" I screamed at him, trying to wrench my arm from his grasp. He snarled at me.

"NO! You'll get hurt!" I snarled right back.

"YOU'LL BE THE ONE TO GET HURT IF YOU DON'T LET GO RIGHT NO―!" Right then my voice was cut off, and I probably would've choked if I'd been able to move.

"Now, now, is that anyway to speak to your brother?" I swore I felt the temperature drop at least 50 degrees. I heard a small tinkling laugh, that which coming from any other voice would've sounded innocent and sweet, but from this one it just sounded wrong.

I felt my frozen body being turned, and a pair of golden eyes with slits for pupils came into my line of sight.

"There, all better now that everyone can see me! Well, everyone that counts anyway." I scanned the scene in front of me, and I almost stopped breathing. All the others were unconscious save Kit, Simon, Mom, Tori, Beth, Derek, Venn (I assumed, as he was now behind me) and myself. And, of course, her. The conscious ones were frozen like Venn and myself, in what I assumed was a freakishly strong binding spell, though Derek was now in his wolf form, and the others who weren't were being held to the ground by a bunch of rotting corpses, some still crawling there way up from the ground. My eyes snapped back to her as she let loose another peal of tinkling laughter.

"I guess I should tell you why I'm here, but that wouldn't be any fun now would it?" her gaze traveled over all of us, a smirk spreading across Chloe's face. "Don't look so mad. If I'd wanted to hurt you I would've done so already. Well," a small frown appeared on her face, and so did a crinkle between her eyebrows, "if I'd wanted to kill you I'd have done so already, the hurting I can't really control. But anyway, onto business." She plopped herself down onto a nearby stump, and one of the corpses that weren't holding the unconscious people to the ground crawled itself over. To my disgust, she began to affectionately pet its skull like it was a kitten or something equally cute. I mentally gagged. What is wrong with this chic? I thought. Her face jerked up to meet mine, seemingly taken aback.

"Why, nothing is wrong with me dear. It's the world that unjustly thinks of corpse slaves as evil and disgusting and wrong. If you do it correctly, you don't even have to put real souls in the bodies, but no one ever thinks long enough to come up with that. They just think it impossible and move on to the real thing. Besides, artificial souls are much more affectionate and compliant to their master. Its more like having a bunch of lethal rotting puppies under your control. Isn't that right, you cute little thing?" If that thing had had a tail, it would've been wagging nonstop, which gave me a totally disgusting image that will probably scar me for the rest of my life, and would have if I hadn't been too distracted with the thought that she had just read my mind. Then again, Venn could do it, but I seriously didn't want some creepy necro/witch bitch reading my thoughts. She stopped petting the creature and turned back to us, sighing.

"I might as well unfreeze your mouths, otherwise I won't get anything done." She snapped, and suddenly those of us who were awake could move our heads again. I immediately finished choking on my unsaid words from earlier.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FREAK WOMAN!" I registered Simon's voice, but only saw the reaction on her face.

"Freak woman? Young man, I am most certainly not a freak woman! I have no idea where you got that from, but I do not tolerate insults from an incompetent sorcerer! Another crack and I will bind your mouth again!" Her amber eyes had clouded and tinged red, fury scrunching up Chloe's facial features. She no longer seem like a little girl from a horror story, now she was more attuned to being a shrewd, crazed madwoman, the kind that is all proper until she slices your head in two with a butcher knife. It was almost like Simon had magically just stuck a stick up her ass. Simon himself snarled, but it was Kit who answered.

"You did not answer his question. What is it that you want with Chloe?" his tone suggested murder, though that seemed highly unlikely in his current state. She smiled, back to being the little girl demon. Though the eyes looked particularly odd on Chloe's innocent face. I internally grimaced at the thought of what Chloe must be feeling at about that moment. Having that in control of your body. I shuddered. Okay, ew. Thankfully the creeper wasn't paying attention to my thoughts at the moment. She gazed steadily back at Kit.

"Why, haven't you figured it out? I mean, since you had run in with my sister, I assumed you would know what was going on." Everyone's face was now a question mark. I couldn't recall any confrontations with any other necro/witch bitch other than her.

"Your sister?" She looked down her nose at me, and I almost thought she was going to stick out her tongue.

"Honestly, I though you humans were smart. My sister, Aerona."

…...WHAT?

Tori was the first person to find her vocal chords again.

"You mean you aren't Aerona?" She threw back Chloe's head and laughed.

"Of course not! How could you possibly mistake me for that wretch of a life form? She probably would have blown something up by now, or made several of you bleed. I swear, that girl has no manners whatsoever!" And you think binding us or knocking us unconscious after possessing our friend is manners? She gave me a pointed look, frowning.

"I am sorry for the inconvenience, but I was having an atrocious time finding you, and when this amazingly strong little necromancer mix summoned up her powers, I just couldn't resist, even if possession is terribly rude." She looked down at herself, or rather, Chloe. "I'm frightfully sorry, dear, but it was so much easier to do it like this than finding you myself. Saves so much time and energy." Derek barked, and she looked up at him, amber eyes curious as she tilted her head.

"But anyway, I might as well introduce myself. I am Azara, also known as the Scarlet Demon, the Pourer of Life, and Sister of Heart. Of course, I'm only in demon form at the moment, my real form is something mortals have not seen on this earth for many a millenia. My sister, Aerona, is also known as the Violet Demon, the Possessor of Souls, and Sister of Battle. We had many more sisters, but they were killed. We originated some time ago, but of course, back then, mortals thought most of us were men, which is quite annoying, mind you, for we are most certainly not men. Only a certain few who chose to show themselves to your race directly were known to be women, but that choice led to their downfall, and my family had no part in that stupidity. There are male demons who have similar power, who might have influenced that mistake, but they are not of the same species, and therefore not one of what your people would call gods, even if we are really not actually divine, in a sense. The only ones of us left are myself and my blood-thirsty sister, and few of our half-blooded offspring. And of course, other families, but I don't keep much track of those who I do not interact with regularly." She paused in her mini speech to take a breath, in which Venn inserted his two cents.

"That's...freakish, and all, but what the hell does it have to do with us?" She did stick out her tongue at this, giving herself the aura of a six year old again, albeit a creepy one.

"I was getting to that! My purpose for seeking you out is to recruit you to my army."

…...again, WHAT?

"I'm only interested in a certain few of you, but any others may come if they wish. It was terribly lucky that young Chloe here summoned her powers, or I never would have found you at all. Necromancy such as hers has a powerful draw to many types of beings, especially with her amount of it. She's lucky it hasn't upright and killed her by now with the amount of power her body's channeling. Though it does seem to be fairing rather well holding my spirit, and that's a rather draining task in itself."

"What the fuck do you mean by an army!" this time it was Tori. Azara shrugged.

"I mean what I say. I need you for my army. You see, long before the manipulative experiments of your Edison Group, ancient supernaturals thought it was fun to mix the spirits of Demons and supernaturals known as Nevaiyis (A/N: Nev-eye-iss), who were beings who could manipulate the elements, the body, and the mind so extensively that it even reached a molecular level. They used satanic rituals with blood sacrifices to fuse the spirits together, effectively killing the two souls in the process to create one new one. Depending on what type demon was fused, they created many a species of new supernaturals through the deaths of many Nevaiyis, to the point of near extinction. When more powerful supernaturals discovered their operations, all were executed, and those who'd they created were hunted and persecuted. That is the story of mine and my sister's birth. We were some of the first creations they made, seeing as for names they went through the alphabet. Regardless of the genders of those sacrificed to their endeavors, every subject they made became female, for reasons unknown to us even now. But we became a race of beings who were basically immortal demons without the need to sacrifice souls to live, seeing as we have one already."

"After pretending to be gods to further hide ourselves from those who would kill us, we found the key to survival. Dimension jumping. There is only a specific few our powers allow us to go to, the others either being unsustainable for our souls or cannot be opened without the power of certain sacrifices, magical beings, or items. More recently, certain supernaturals have blundered upon our existence, and are set on controlling or killing us" She paused, to let this all soak in. We all had incredulous looks of stupidity. Nevaiyis? Dimension jumping? It all sounded a little far-fetched. I frowned.

"Still, you haven't made any connection to the reasons for stalking us." She frowned in frustration and snapped at me like a two year old, to which I started.

"I'm getting there! Just hold your horses! Geesh, you people are impatient! Anyway, Aerona and I are sisters because we were made in the same experiment with the same type of demon, though opposites in power. I am light and she is dark, though times of the day do not affect our powers. Our sisters knew us as the twins. We traveled together as a family with a couple our other sisters, doing what we pleased disguised as humans or animals, depending on what form our demon spirit takes, occasionally jumping dimensions when we saw fit. But very recently, about 50 years ago, we were attacked by scientists who had discovered what we were, and they captured all but myself and one of my other sisters, Alumina. We ambushed the scientists before they could kill all of our sisters in their experiments, but we were only able to save Aerona. Alumina sacrificed herself to help the two of us escape." Her face looked pained, almost as if it physically hurt her to recall the events.

"After escaping, I noticed changes in Aerona. She was angry or depressed all the time, but I put that off as grief for our sisters, as I was sorrowful myself. But though I moved on, she sank deeper into her fury. She vowed revenge for the murders of our family, and started killing your kind for pleasure, just to hear them scream and make them bleed. I do not know what they subjected her to in that lab, but I assumed it was excruciating enough to drive her to insanity. Once she found the means, she searched for and murdered all the families of the scientists in that lab, before finding the ones responsible themselves and giving them a slow, painful death. I regret my part in any of those killings, save those scientist themselves, but all the others I did not agree with, though I kept my mouth shut, hoping that once she killed all of the scientists, it would be enough to satiate her vengeance. But I was wrong. She became bent on extinguishing your entire race, for our family and for our creation itself, for making us into accursed beings that would not be accepted, only persecuted. Somehow, she came across the information that those certain dimensions we could not jump to, the ones that needed certain keys, had the power inside them to control and or extinguish entire dimensions, and that's why they were sealed. She devoted the rest of her life to finding the keys to that power. Once she began her search, I voiced my opinions and concerns on what she was doing, thinking that she was going too far, and she immediately turned on me, calling me scum, saying I was a disgrace to dishonor the memories of our sisters, and it was either help her or die a traitor. I tried to run, but she restrained me and imprisoned me in our home, taking out her anger on me, but never actually killing me. I eventually escaped, while she was off on one of her blood lust excursions, and began devising ways to stop her. I spied on her, learning that she was amassing followers to her cause, promising blood-thirsty beings like herself power in her new world when she reached the sealed dimensions. So now, I have begun to recruit those to my own army, so I could stand a chance in stopping her in her quest for power and blood. If she gains entrance to the sealed dimensions, there is no hope for your race. But if you help me, we might be able to stop her." She stopped talking, her amber eyes pleading, looking around at all of us. We were all stunned into speechlessness. After waiting a full 10 minutes, Azara continued.

"I don not know what my sister wants from you, but I assume it has something to do with this young girl whose body I'm borrowing. If she needs you for more than power, than she will not stop hunting you until she gets what she wants. You could continue to run, but she is immortal to a point, and will not tire of chasing and will not get older. She will hunt you into the ground. Please, help me stop my sister." On that last sentence her voiced cracked, and the pain in her eyes was so deep I almost started crying. But suddenly, she put her hands on her head and lowered it into her lap. The corpses went as if to help her, but she held up her hand and they stopped. A weird red lightning passed over the outside of her skin, then she turned back to look up at us, strain and exhaustion clear on her face.

"I'm sorry, but it seems I must sever my connection or be forced to delve into this human's life force for energy, which I'm sure would not be pleasurable or a good persuasive point. Please consider my offer, I will come personally in one week's time to receive an answer. If my sister comes to force you to her side, immediately flee, for if you do not come willingly she will forcibly chain you into her service, and no one ever comes out unscathed. But for now I must leave you. Farewell, supernaturals." and she smiled one last sorrowful smile that lit up Chloe's face with a six-year-old/wise, experienced grandmother look, before all the color drained from her face and Chloe collapsed. All the corpses fell to the ground at the same moment, and the binding spell was released. Venn caught me before I fell face first onto the ground, and Derek sprinted over to Chloe and nudged her with his nose. We were all surprised into silence except Kit, who ordered us around, having us re-bury all the corpses and wake up the others who'd passed out. When everyone was conscious, we had my mom transport Chloe (and Derek, who wouldn't go more than two steps from her) back to the house, and we started the trek back.

Venn immediately started questioning me.

"You okay?" I rolled my eyes, but nodded, then held up my hand in a salute.

"Scout's honor." He chuckled and lightly slapped my shoulder.

"You can't have a scout's honor if weren't ever a scout to begin with." I smiled and hit him back.

"Fine, anime geek's honor," He chuckled at me and rolled his eyes. I smiled.

"Its not like I actually did much besides scream at you." His face turned impassive, and I nudged him.

"When we get back to the house we're going to explain everything." I looked over to see Kit trying to calm down Brent and Beth. Kari and Nate looked like just standing still was too overwhelming, so I sent Venn over to help Derek explain what was going on with their senses.

When we arrived back at the house and Derek had changed back, Kit called a meeting. He had us all sit in a circle-ish shape, unconscious Chloe on the couch, Tori at her feet, Derek leaning against the wall behind her head, me in the leather recliner, Venn on my right armrest, my parents, Lauren, Nate, Kari, and Beth at the kitchen table, Brent in the armchair near the TV, and Kit stood at the end of the room in front of the TV. Brent opened his fat mouth to speak, but Derek cut him off.

"Was that proof enough for you, jackass?" Brent glared, and Kit frowned.

"Derek, that's not how we start a conversation," Kit said, and Derek rolled his eyes and went back to scowling at the world. Kit turned to Brent. "Brent, do you believe us now when we tell you we're supernaturals?" Brent turned away, unresponsive. Kit shrugged and restarted.

"Anyway, now that everyone's here and mostly conscious, we can start the story from the beginning. You see, a month or so ago, Chloe, Tori, Derek, Simon, Lauren and myself, with some help from other supernaturals, succeeded in bringing down the Edison Group, a group of supernaturals who tried experimenting on other supernaturals, and killing off their "failed" subjects. During the midst of this, we contacted all supernaturals in the area that Lauren and I knew of and warned them about the group, in case they were attacked or had considered putting someone in their care. To those who didn't want to help us we simply said we'd call them if anything came their way, which is when we contacted your family." He gestured to the four of us.

"But then we won, and we thought it was safe to go back to our lives. Chloe went back to her father, who thought she had schizophrenia and had run away from a group home for troubled teens because he didn't know about her powers, but really she had been running from the Edison Group who were trying to experiment on her. So she told him that she didn't remember anything about living on the streets, that Lauren had found her wandering in a city in upstate New York with amnesia, and she went back to a normal life. The rest of us bought a house in Maine. While we were up there, we were attacked by a woman, now known to us as Aerona, and two werewolves called Liam and Ramon." I saw Chloe and Derek visibly flinch at the names. "We managed to escape, and fearing Chloe's safety, we came to find her. Unfortunately, Aerona and the werewolves followed us, so as we went to get Chloe from her school dance with Lauren, we were attacked again by the three. Chloe's friends here, Brent, Nate, Kari, and Beth, were caught up in the events, and Kari and Nate were both bitten by Liam and Ramon. Then we came here, and we all know the rest." We went on to discussing Azara's proposal, and I sort of tuned out most of it. Beings who could manipulate the elements, the body, and the mind so extensively that it even reached a molecular level...does that mean...but she said near extinction...but it seems so likely, how could I not be...but I'm not! I'm not a Demon!

Venn nudged me, and I fell of the chair with a thunk. I snapped back up at him

"What the HELL was that for?" he smirked at me from his position on the armrest, his face glowing in stifled laughter.

"You had a total space cadet moment. I just thought it was time to land the spaceship. Besides, Kit's talking to you." What? I turned to Kit. The whole room was staring at me. If I was in an anime or manga, I would've sweat dropped, my face red.

"Er...what did you say?" Kit smiled.

"I just asked what type of supernatural you were." I think my throat closed.

"Oh, um...er...well, I...I don't really know. But I have a theory." He made the continue gesture with his hands. I sighed, looking down, and I started fingering the hem of my shirt.

"Well, um, my powers can manipulate the cells and molecular structures of any object or organism through touch, though organisms can cause so much spiritual and physical drain that my spirit separates from my body for a short period of time." Simon piped up.

"So that's what you did with Kari and Nate. I wondered what it was, it looked painful. Did it take a lot of power?" Tori smirked at him.

"Something you don't have, and never will."

"Shut up, Tori," came from surprisingly, Chloe. Beth and Kari jumped on her.

"Chloe! Your okay! That was so scary! Are you alright?" they chanted. Simon knelt down beside her and rubbed her hand, Derek stared intently at the back of her head, Tori looking delighted despite the jab, and the adults, especially Lauren, immediately moving closer.

Nate hung back, apparently interested but unsure in his dejection. Brent seemed to be looking out the window, ignoring everyone, but I could see him looking over out of the corner of his eye. Venn and I stayed on the leather recliner, but I was glad for the change of subject. And Chloe's health, of course.

Kit looked concerned. "How much do you remember?" Chloe frowned in thought.

"I...I remember the corpses, and...and being possessed, but... after that its all black." Kit frowned, and then started filling her in, with the help of the others. I went back to pondering, but then Venn nudged me again, but more gently this time. He had a questioning look. I shook my head.

"Its nothing." He frowned at me. I sighed, wiping my hand down my face.

"I'll tell you later, okay?" He still frowned, but nodded. We turned back over to the Chloe mob, and she was staring wide-eyed at Kit. When it became obvious she wasn't going to say anything until her brain started functioning again, Kit turned back to the rest of us.

"Okay, so its been a really...strange day and we're all tired and freaked out, but dinner will be soon, so go do whatever until it's time to eat. We'll call you when it's done." he made the shooing motion, and we took the hint. All the adults gathered in the kitchen while the rest of us went our separate ways. Chloe looked like she wanted to say something, but I mouthed later to her, and she nodded and smiled. I headed towards the loft, with Venn trailing behind me. I sat down on the love seat, and I gestured for him to sit down, but he didn't. His eyes looked determined, in a way the said 'you better tell the truth or you are so screwed'.

"What's wrong?" his eyes stared unwaveringly at me, but I dropped my gaze to the floor. My hands just started fiddling with each other out of nervousness. I was never good at expressing my feelings, I always said something stupid that meant the total opposite of what I wanted.

"Well, you know how we don't really know what I am? My powers, I mean?" He nodded, not seeing where this was going.

"Weell(1)... and you know how today Azara was talking about those Nevaiyis people right? Well..., I think that's what I am. But that wouldn't make sense, because no one in our family has been one, we know that from mom explaining our family tree and their powers last year. So I'm sort of scared. What if that creepy lady, Aerona, finds out what I am and tries to kidnap me? Or even worse, possesses me and uses my body to force you guys to work for her?" I was starting to get hysterical. "What if she has me kill people? I can't kill people! I not that kind of person! And Chloe! What if she does that to her too? I mean, I've only known her like 2 days, but I don't want her to die!"

Suddenly, I felt strong arms around me. I put my arms around Venn's waist and I let him comfort me.

"Shh. That's not going to happen. You'll be fine, we'll all be fine. I'll make sure of it." I was ashamed of myself. Collapsing like this (A/N: And this early in the story too! I though I made you stronger than that! :/ ), before anything happened, at the sheer possibility of loss. I was so weak. Venn dropped me, his face angry. I landed on the floor in surprise.

"You are not weak! You just need to toughen up! I won't allow you to think like that, you're better than that! Get a hold of yourself!" I was shocked. Then I remembered he could read minds. I mentally slapped myself for thinking like a pessimistic loser in his presence. I looked up to see Venn glaring down at me. Then he sighed, running his hand through his hair, golden eyes no longer smoldering with disgust. He offered me my hand and helped me up. He pulled me into a hug again.

"Sorry. It's just, hearing you talk like that makes me mad. You way to great of a person to think you'd let some ancient demon bat-shit crazy lady take over your body. You'd probably let her bite your ass first." I laughed.

"Since when did you become so caring? I though you're main purpose was to be a pain in my ass? Hey, jack ass Venn! Where'd you go?" He lightly slapped my shoulder, laughing.

"Fine, next time your crying, I'll just laugh at you and throw water over your head! How does that sound." I stopped laughing immediately, and turned to look at him.

"Why would you do that? That's so mean! What kind of person are you!" I started crying. His face paled.

"No! I didn't mean it like that! I was only kidding! Don't—!" I burst out laughing.

"Look...look at your...look at your face!" I said between laughing and choking on my joy. He sunk into a pout. I continued laughing.

"I can't believe you fell for that, it was so fake! You're so gullible!"

"Shut up."

"I'm sorry, if you want to make a comment you'll have to make an appointment, but I'm not free til' next month, I'll be too busy laughing at your stupidity!" He grunted and turned away. I let my laughter die down, and hugged him around the waist again.

Julie and Venn at the same time POV

I sighed. If only we weren't brother and sister. Maybe then...

Chloe's POV

As I sat out on the porch, watching the sunset, I could hear Julie and Venn laughing with each other up in the loft. Sigh. My brain was still fuzzy from being possessed, which was a strange concept to come to terms with in itself. I wished I had someone to talk to. I mean, Julie gets Venn, and what do I get? The Jerk, Dr. Dejected, Simon the sorcerer prep, and Dr. Antisocial. There was also Beth, Kari, and Tori, but I don't think they had the frame of mind to understand what I was going through, and neither would the sorcerer prep or Dr. Dejected. Maybe in another life, Brent the Jerk might've been able to listen, but I probably would end up pushing him off the roof before I would ever be able to talk about my feelings with him. Maybe Derek, but since our fight, and Julie's romance talk our first night there, I didn't really know what to think of him at the moment. He probably wouldn't have listened anyway. But then again, what he said on the roof...Nah, I was probably just hallucinating. Derek would never say something like that, it would be totally out of character. Damn, I really wish I had someone my age to talk to right about now.

"Chloe." I practically wet my pants. Maybe I'd spoken to soon about the whole someone to talk to thing. I turned, and there was Derek, in all his 'Full-Werewolf-At-Sixteen' glory. He sat down beside me, while I stared like a goldfish. After a minute of silence and gawking, I got up the courage to talk.

"You came out here to say something?" I prompted. He turned to me, emerald eyes glinting in the red glow of the sunset.

"You seem stressed." I frowned. No shit Sherlock. Where'd you get that idea. He must've seen my expression, because his impassive face immediately turned into a scowl.

"Yeah, that's obvious. Stupid statement. I meant, are you okay?" I pondered this.

"More or less, as good as I can be after being possessed, I guess." He nodded, and we sat in silence for another minute. Then he made as to get up. I put a hand on his arm.

"Wait!" He stared at me. I flushed.

"What?" CRAP. Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap! I don't know why, but for some reason I wanted him to stay. But I didn't actually have a reason. So I let go, looking down.

"Er...never mind. Just go." He paused, then sat back down. We waited in silence a moment, then I steeled up my courage. Why was it so hard to talk to him?

"Derek?" He looked in my direction, face impassive.

"How are we going to get out of this?" He sat still for a moment, then shrugged.

"I don't know." I sighed. That's all anyone seemed to know, lately.

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Sorry for taking so long, PLEASE DON'T SMITE ME! :0 I've been really busy lately will midterms and projects and crap, and my parents have been taking away my laptop a lot! plus, my great aunt died, so things haven't been getting me in the writing mood. But I finished another chapter, so here it is! Enjoy! AND REVIEW! XD Love ya!