Chapter Twenty Eight

'This is so complicated,' I muttered as I Bekah and I walked down the busy streets of New Orleans, our arms linked together.

'Tell me about it. But it's a good plan.' Bekah replied; I could feel her frustration with how intricate this plan was as well.

We were on our way to interrogate the woman who had sold Hayley out to Marcel's vampires yesterday when she stopped to ask her for help locating her pack; we were trying to find a link that we could exploit. While we were doing this, Nik was with one of the newly transitioned vampires that he had managed to compel into obeying him before Marcel put him on vervain. Apparently they were draining one of Marcel's nightwalkers of the vervain in his system so that he could be compelled as well. There were still a few loose threads that needed to be tied, but before we could decide how, we needed to get all of the information.

'This is the place, I think,' Bekah muttered, wrinkling her nose in distaste at the 'Voodoo' shop that we had stopped at, without further instruction I pushed the door open, the chimes indicating our entrance to the African American woman behind the counter.

'Good morning, ladies, I'm Sabine. What can I do for you today?' Sabine asked, I could tell that she knew who we were and she was a little nervous as to why we were seeking her out.

'Well we were hoping you could tell us who you told about the werewolf you come across yesterday,' I said, giving her a sweet, innocent smile.

'Well, sugar, I'm afraid I can't help you with that.' She answered, her whole demeanour suddenly becoming cold and unwelcoming.

'Well you can either do so willingly, or…' Bekah started, trailing off as she flashed behind the woman, yanking her head back by her hair, 'we can instigate different measures to persuade you.'

'I would go with willingly,' I muttered, my tone dripping with irony.

'Alright, alright!' She shouted, stepping out of Bekah's grip as she released her, 'there's a witch that I feed my information to, if we keep an eye out for Marcel then he stays out of our way.' Sabine explained, almost pleading with us to understand.

'We need a name, sweetheart,' I said, crossing my arms over my chest and arching an eyebrow to show my impatience.

'Katie, the witches name is Katie. She's the girlfriend to one of the vampires in Marcel's inner circle.' She revealed, Bekah and I sharing a raised eyebrow look at that before she continued, 'Thierry, Marcel's right hand man is her boyfriend.'

'Thank you, and be sure to keep this to yourself, sweetheart. We have no qualms about coming back and finishing the job,' Bekah said her voice taunting but the underlying threat was clear.

In a flash her arm was linked through mine once again as we walked down the street, a new face to find. Personally I had a bad feeling about this whole situation, I knew that Klaus was going to want a quick entrance to Marcel's inner circle because that would mean that he would regain the power of his kingdom sooner rather than later. But I also knew that if he manipulated others to get his way, he would never have the respect of the vampires like Marcel currently did. Meaning, his rein wouldn't last very long if he didn't have the people of the city behind him, I just had to find a way to get him to understand, which in all honesty had the potential to go either way.

'Love the ring by the way,' Bekah winked as we made our way to the address that Sabine had handed us on our way out of the door.

'Hmm?' I asked, her voice bringing me out of my thoughts, it was then I realised I had been twirling the ring on my right ring finger around, 'oh, me too,' I smiled brightly holding it out in front of me so that it glistened in the sunlight.

'Nik can be sweet when he wants too.' Bekah said, smiling genuinely as she noticed my happiness.

'Yes he can,' I agreed, my smile turning devilish before I continued, 'he can be rough too.'

'Okay, that's disgusting, I do not need to hear that,' Bekah muttered after she picked up on my suggestive tone; I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face; she looked like she was sucking on a lemon.

We reached Katie not long after, and surprisingly it wasn't hard to get her on our side; she wanted Marcel to be removed from the throne because she was tired of having to hide her relationship with Thierry, which I could understand; I was getting tired of pretending that Nik and I were twins. I knew that it had only been a few days but it felt like longer because Nik and I unconsciously drifted towards each other whenever we were in the same room, so having to watch that was starting to get tedious. We told her that Nik planned on lifting the ban on witchcraft and werewolves when he took the throne, meaning her and Thierry could be together without having to hide. I could feel her honesty when she told us she would support Nik as well as her desire to be with her boyfriend without any strings attached, so I knew her commitment was pure. After we were finished there we went to meet up with Nik in the basement of an abandoned building, Bekah and I both wrinkling our noses in disgust; it looked like it could collapse at any moment.

'It's called compulsion, vampires can compel humans, Original vampires, such as my siblings and I, can compel vampires and no one can compel Originals. Understand?' Nik said, and though I couldn't see him yet, I could hear the smirk in his voice. Bekah and I flashed into the direction we heard him coming from and managed to get there before the vampire he had under his control answered.

'Yeah, I think so.' He said, I could feel his confusion and pain and when I saw the vampire that was bleeding from his chest and chained to the ceiling by his wrists I understood why; I took his pain and replaced it with comfort, not wanting him to feel guilty for something he was essentially being forced to do.

'Is there any particular reason you're giving your minion a lesson on compulsion?' Bekah asked, drawing the attention of the three male vampires over to us.

'Not particularly, no.' Nik smirked, his hands clasped behind his back as he regarded his sister for a moment, his eyes softening briefly when his gaze flickered over to me, before he bought his mask back up.

'Anyway, I think he's done enough… torturing for one day,' I muttered, stepping forward and taking the blade he was holding in his hands away from him, amplifying the comfort I was sending towards him as I squeezed his hand briefly before releasing him.

'I can go?' He asked, tentatively.

'You can, but I'd go fast before he tells you to stay, you are under his compulsion after all.' I muttered, he gave me a grateful look and before I could blink, he was gone.

'What did you do that for?' Nik demanded, sounding pissed.

'You confirmed your compulsion was working and if you want to drain someone of vervain you can do it yourself, Nik.' I said, throwing the blade over to him, smirking when he caught it without moving his eyes from mine.

'That's not the point, he was under my control, I should have been the one to let him go,' Nik insisted, walking forward and running the blade across the chest of the vampire he still had hanging from the ceiling; I took his pain, forcing my expression to read as blank as I answered him.

'You want this kingdom back you need to stop forcing people's allegiance, love,' I said, my voice low because of my annoyance before I continued, 'forcing people to torture vampires because you can't be arsed to do it yourself isn't exactly a sure way to earn loyalty.'

Nik stared at me for a long moment, emotions flitting through him as if he was unsure as to how he should feel about me challenging him; he was swimming with anger, amusement and lust, though the one he seemed to settle on was admiration, which made me frown in confusion.

'She's right, Nik. Taking down Marcel and his empire will all be for nothing if we don't earn the respect and loyalty of those who will remain,' Bekah said, not moving from her place in the doorway, while I stayed staring into Nik's intense gaze, unflinching.

'I know she is,' he sighed, shaking his head in astonishment, 'how is it that you are already a better leader than me?'

I rolled my eyes at that, refusing to focus on what he was feeling because he was right; I didn't know how to take a compliment and I knew that if I felt sincerity coming from him I would flush, avoid his gaze and give myself away. But of course he knew what I was feeling, thanks to the mate bond we shared; he stepped forward placing a gentle hand on my cheek as his thumb moved back and forth gently while he spoke to me through his thoughts.

You're an amazing woman, I love you and I will tell you that everyday for as long as it takes for you to believe it, he promised me, I could feel the vulnerability shining in my eyes as I let him see it, which was a big step for me; I never allowed anyone to see me as anything other than strong and confident. He placed a gentle kiss to my forehead when he read the weakness in my eyes, my lids fluttering shut from the gesture, when they opened again the vulnerability was gone almost as if it was never there.

'So, is there any particular reason that we're torturing this poor bloke?' Bekah asked when the moment between Nik and I had passed.

'I'd hardly call it torture seeing as he's feeling no pain,' Nik muttered giving me a look before he walked forward and drew the blade across the man's chest again; I took the pain without hesitation.

'No he's not,' I agreed, hiding the pain from my expression, not wanting him to feel guilty about the fact that he was essentially slicing the blade across my chest; we needed him off vervain but I didn't think he should have to suffer for it.

'Anyway, do we actually have a plan? We have a few pawns in place, but what's our move?' Bekah asked, leaning against the wall for a moment before she remembered where she was and stood upright again, her nose wrinkling as she took in the dirty state of the wall.

'Well, I have a plan but I'm open to suggestions,' Nik said, giving me a pointed look as he smiled before he continued, 'I was thinking of compelling this poor chap to attack Thierry so that he has no choice but to kill him, meaning that he will have broken one of Marcel's precious rules. Thus leaving an opening in Marcel's inner circle.'

'Well, we found out who Sabine grassed Hayley up to a witch by the name of Katie who just happens to be Thierry's girlfriend,' Bekah said, her voice not giving away how she felt about Nik's suggestion, though I could feel her apprehension.

'Honestly, if you play this smartly I think you could earn the trust of Marcel's inner circle rather than demolishing it to gain yourself a place. There's no point in forcing your way in if they're all going to be whispering in Marcel's ear that you can't be trusted.' I pointed out, my eyes focusing on the vampire in the room for a moment to see if he was in any pain before I looked back to Klaus.

'Alright, love, what do you suggest?' He asked, throwing the blade to Rebekah and gesturing for her to continue to work on the vampire while he stepped forward, his body aligning with mine as he slipped his hands into the back pockets of my jeans.

I rested my forehead against his as I told him and Bekah about my idea, which they actually seemed to agree with, but we did have Nik's plan on the side-lines as a plan B; though I didn't think it would be necessary. I had felt how much Katie loved Thierry earlier and I knew that he felt the same way; I had a feeling that the opportunity to be with whoever he wanted without fearing Marcel's wrath was going to be an offer that he couldn't refuse. The next step now, however, involved getting him alone so that we could pitch the idea to him; I knew he wasn't going to come easily; despite how much he loved his girlfriend, he was still loyal to Marcel, but I knew it was possible which was why I was going to do the talking.

'Right, Nik he's vervain free, do what you must,' Bekah said, throwing the blade to the floor dismissively.

Nik walked forward and tilted the man's head so that he met his gaze, 'you will do exactly as I say when I say it. You will not run or hide, you will simply obey.' Klaus compelled, releasing the man's head when he was satisfied he was under his control.

'So, Marcel is throwing a party tonight, isn't he?' Bekah asked, after Nik had cut the vampire loose and let him go.

'He is, and we need something to distract him…' I murmured, knowing that the necessity of a distraction was why Nik had put the vampire under his control in the first place, but I preferred a less violent option.

'I saw him flirting with that blonde bartender the other day,' Bekah said, her tone void of emotion but I could feel the jealousy coming off her; lets just say when I found out her and Marcel had a thing a century ago I had been moderately surprised.

'Brilliant, all we need to do is invite her; he'll be preoccupied with making sure none of his vampire's feed on her and it will give us the opportunity to get Thierry alone.' I nodded, liking the sound of it.

'I'll get the blonde,' Bekah said, flashing away without another word.

I turned back to Nik, my arms linking around his neck as I ran my hands through his hair, enjoying the feel of it between my fingers, 'she's still into him you know.' I muttered, referring to Bekah and Marcel.

'I know, though I'm not sure Marcel feels the same way, at least not anymore,' Nik commented, resting his forehead against mine as his eyes fluttered shut while he enjoyed me playing with his hair.

'If he does I'm sure he's careful not to show it around you, you're a little overprotective when it comes to your little sister,' I smirked when his eyes opened briefly just so he could roll them in an exaggerated manner before they snapped shut again. We stayed that way for a moment longer before we decided that we should get on with the plan, I pulled out my phone as it buzzed when we stepped out onto the street.

Bekah: The blonde is on her way now; I'm going to get back to the plantation and help with the set up.

Me: Brilliant, nice work Bekah.

Bekah: Thanks, Kimmie.

I showed the texts to Klaus before we leisurely made our way to the club where he was holding his nightly party, my arm linked through Nik's as we walked. By the time we arrived, the party was in full swing, meaning that basically every vampire in the vicinity had their fangs into an unsuspecting tourist; I ended up taking a lot of pain and confusion before we had even walked through the door. Nik's arm tightened around mine both in warning for me to not over exert myself as well as a gesture of comfort.

'Well, if it isn't my favourite twins!' Marcel shouted as he dramatically stepped over the railing of the second floor to land in front of us, his signature grin in place; I could feel that while he was a little apprehensive to see us, he was also a happy and I could sense that he was even starting to trust us a little.

'Marcel, quite the party as always,' Nik smirked, patting him on the back with the hand that wasn't linked through mine.

'You know my motto; the party never ends,' Marcel grinned, his eyes flickering over to me.

'Good motto,' I said, forcing a grin, which he returned with ease.

'Don't I know her?' Nik asked, his voice casual as he gestured behind Marcel where Cami was wondering around as if she was looking for someone, though I noticed that there were a few vampires eyeing her up as if she was a piece of steak.

'Yeah…' Marcel trailed off as he recognised her, dread coming off him in waves as he shouted over his shoulder to us, 'I'll catch you guys later.'

'Okay!' I answered, already glancing around as I tried to locate his friend; Nik had informed me that Thierry was the one who he had bitten when we first arrived, though when I went with him to cure him, I had been looking anywhere that the toxic werewolf bite wasn't.

'This way, sister,' Nik muttered gently pulling me out of the door we had just entered through, I looked up to him in confusion, about to ask him why we were leaving when I noticed a tall man with dark hear wearing a hat walking down the street, his pace determined. Nik and I followed silently behind him until we were far enough away from the party to not be overheard by any of Marcel's vampires, at which point we flashed in front of him, halting his progress.

'Hello, Thierry isn't it?' Nik asked, his smirk dangerous, which made me roll my eyes in annoyance; he had already bitten the man he didn't need to exert any more fear in him.

'Yes. You're the hybrid twins,' Thierry said, his tone hinted at his nerves as well as the fact that he kept on glancing in between Klaus and me.

'We have a little proposition to run by you,' I said, my voice gentle as I sent comforting waves towards him in an attempt to ease his anxiety, 'we know that your girlfriend, Katie, is a witch. And we also know that Marcel probably doesn't know about it.'

'What do you want?' He asked immediately, his gaze hardening as suspicion started to pour from him.

'Nothing, we just wanted to ask you why you continue to serve a man who would happily kill your girlfriend if she so much as floated a feather, not to mention the fact that he would kill her if he found out you were associating with her either.' I said, continuing with my waves of comfort.

'Because Marcel turned me, he gave me the opportunity to live forever, I owe him my loyalty.' Thierry said, his voice sounded sincere and unwavering but I could feel the displeasure coming from him as he spoke; he hated that he had to hide his love for Katie just because she was a witch.

'Listen, he may have turned you and I can understand that you feel loyal to him because of that, but that doesn't mean you owe him your eternal life and your chance to be happy.' I said, stepping forward to squeeze his arm in a gesture of comfort; I could feel his conflicting emotions inside of him and I was trying to calm him enough to allow him to think clearly.

His eyes met mine and I could see as well as feel that he agreed with me and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say it aloud, but he just couldn't. I gave him a soft smile in response to let him know that it was okay to feel indecisive, before I spoke again, my voice gentle, 'you don't have to say anything right now, just think about it. If you want to stay loyal to Marcel then that's perfectly fine; if you decide to do that we won't betray your secret. You have my word.'

'What if I choose differently?' He asked, his voice tentatively curious.

'Then we'll ask you to remain loyal to us with the promise that when we take over Marcel's kingdom you and Katie can be together without having to worry about either one of you dying as a result. Katie can stop suppressing the witch side of her and will be able to practice magic freely, as all witches should.' I told him, by voice still light, but it rang with promise.

Thierry looked between us both; I could practically see the cogs turning in his head as if he was trying to make his decision now but I stopped him before he could get any further.

'Go to Katie, talk it thorough with her and sleep on it; you don't need to give us an answer right now.' I said squeezing his arm in comfort for a brief moment before I let him go.

He nodded and moved to step around us but Nik caught his arm, halting his efforts, 'while you think it though, mate, I suggest you keep this conversation between you, me, my sister and your girlfriend.' He murmured, his voice low and threatening, which made me roll my eyes; did he really think I would have let him go if I thought he was going to go and blab to Marcel?

'Of course,' Thierry answered, nodding as if to further confirm his answer; once Nik was satisfied that he wasn't going to betray us he released his arm and allowed him to flash away.

'Well this is romantic,' I murmured, my tone teasing, once I was sure there was no-one around to hear our conversation, 'the stars, the moonlight' I smiled, a nostalgic smile lighting up my face as I arched my back to allow myself to look up to the sky, the cold air hitting my lungs as I started at the beautiful scene above me.

'You like the stars,' Nik said, it wasn't a question; it was a statement of the fact.

'I do. Watching them was mine and my dad's thing; he used to go on bike rides with Elena, play baseball with Jeremy, but with me we would lay on the front garden just staring up at the sky. It used to drive my Mom crazy; we could be out there for hours.' I smiled softly as I remembered, the stars seeming to twinkle a little brighter as my eyes glazed over with unshed tears.

Nik placed a tender kiss to my temple as he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled my back to his chest, offering me all the comfort I needed.

'It's nice that you had traditions with your parents,' Nik murmured, his voice soft but also full of pain.

'They were great.' I said, turning around in his arms and placing my hand to his cheek as my thumb moved back and forth comfortingly, 'you deserved better than Mikael and Ester,' I told him, resting my forehead against his as his eyes glistened with tears of his own, 'I wish there was a way that I could take away all of the abuse and pain they both put you through.'

'You make it easier to forget,' he told me after a long moment, his voice hesitant.

'I'm glad,' I replied, placing a soft but passionate kiss to his lips before we pulled apart. We stayed in each others arms for a few moments longer before we decided we needed to get back to the plantation; the Crescent Moon pack would be arriving and transforming any moment, as the moon was due to reach its peak soon. It didn't take us long to flash back to the house, going straight through to the back garden as we did. I noticed that Hayley, Elena and Kol had already laid out all of the food we had prepared yesterday, while Elijah, Bekah and Finn were finishing putting out the cups and beverages to go with them.

'Oh thank god, you're here!' Hayley said, bouncing over to me and hugging me fiercely; I could sense her nerves and I amplified the comfort I was sending towards her as I returned her embrace.

'You're nervous,' I said when she pulled away, continuing when she nodded, 'you don't need to be; they'll love you I'm sure.'

'I hope you're right, I've been wanting this for as long as I can remember and now it's actually happening… it's like I don't know what to feel,' she murmured, running her hand though her hair in a nervous gesture. I took her anxiety completely and replaced it with tranquillity, smiling when her shoulders and expression relaxed simultaneously. Before she had a chance to get anxious again there was a rustling in the bushes at the far end of the swimming pool, I noticed that the clothes we had gathered yesterday were hung up on the line that crossed by the hedge, allowing them to dress whilst still maintaining some form of modesty.

One by one they all started to make their way over, heading straight towards Hayley; Kol, Elijah, Finn, Bekah and Elena made their way inside to allow her a chance to meet them without having an audience, I grabbed Nik's hand about to follow them when they started to make their way over to us after they had introduced themselves to Hayley. I shared a confused look with Klaus as the first male stopped in front of us; he had brown hair that matched his eyes and cut off just below his jawline. He offered me his hand first and I took it, not wanting to be rude to Hayley's family.

'I'm Jackson, myself and my pack have heard a lot about the both of you, about the prophecy and I just wanted you to know that the Crescent Moon pack will stand with the both of you, no matter what.' He said, his voice as well as the waves coming off him was sincere, but that only added to my confusion.

'Thank you.' I smiled, releasing his hand though I couldn't help but ask him a question as he moved to shake Klaus' hand as well, 'what prophecy?'

'Hundreds of years ago a prophet had a vision of the Original hybrid,' he gestured to Klaus before he crossed his arms over his chest and continued, 'she said that he would find his mate and when he turned her they would become unstoppable.'

Klaus and I shared a look before we nodded, gesturing for him to continue; we had already heard all of this.

'When the Original hybrid finds his mate, she will offer him a sense of humanity that he lost centuries ago, so that when they gained control of the kingdom, their leadership would be the greatest that was ever seen. Every supernatural species will live in harmony under their ruling and the King and Queen will rule with empathy while the respect that their followers have for them provides them with power.' Jackson recited, looking in between Klaus and me with an amused expression on his face and when I looked over to Nik I realised why; we were both wearing identical expressions of complete disbelief.

'What makes you so sure that's us?' I asked him once I had gathered myself, noticing that the rest of the pack and Hayley were listening to our conversation with varying degrees of interest.

'We knew it was you the minute you stepped into New Orleans, we could sense the power coming from the both of you,' he smiled, gesturing to Hayley before he continued, 'and when we found out you protected and offered to help one of our own without expecting anything in return, we were certain.'

'I-I don't know what to say.' I said, scratching the back of my head while a small laugh escaped me.

'You don't need to say anything, just know that when the time comes, you will have the support of our pack and it is likely that the others will follow,' Jackson said, offering us a genuine smile.

'Thank you,' I said after a long moment; it seemed like the appropriate thing to say.

Jackson simply nodded before he went over to get himself some food, the rest of the pack stopped staring at us when he did; some moving to the table to grab some food as well while the others just mingled. I focused on Hayley and returned her bright smile when she met my gaze for a brief moment before she continued chatting with the two girls in front of her; I was glad to sense her genuine happiness.

'Did you know about the prophecy?' I asked Klaus, my voice only loud enough for him to hear as I slid my arm around his waist and leaned into his side; there was no point in pretending that we were siblings in front of the pack; they already knew the truth.

'No, but that's not surprising; werewolves and witches tend to get on better than witches and vampires, so it's not a shock that the prophecy was never shared with us,' Klaus murmured in reply, resting his chin on top if my head as he inhaled my scent.

'Well it's definitely an interesting development,' I said, my voice dripping with irony.

Klaus only hummed in agreement and I when I focused I could feel the emotions swirling through him; he was shocked, curious, apprehensive, concerned and disbelieving. I removed my head from underneath his and placed an open mouthed kiss onto his lips, amplifying the comfort I was sending towards him as my hands tangled in his hair. He froze in surprise for a brief moment before he collected himself quickly, his lips moving against mine and dominating the kiss as he always did; I felt the abundance of emotions he had been feeling a moment before ebb away as he became completely calm. I pulled away after a moment, not wanting us to reach a point where we couldn't stop seeing as we were surrounded by werewolves. I rested my forehead against his as we shared a soft smile.

We can do this as long as we stick together, Nik. I know we can. I told him through my thoughts, my hand coming up to caress his face, my thumb moving back and forth comfortingly.

I know, love. Nik smirked, placing a kiss to my forehead before I led him inside the house after we said goodbye to the pack; this gathering was for Hayley and I didn't want our presence to steal any of her thunder anymore than it already had.

We found the rest of the family sitting in the living room; I couldn't help but smirk when I saw what they were watching: Dexter. Nik pulled me onto the free armchair and I followed without complaint, my head resting into the crook of his neck as I inhaled his scent, happy when it had the calming effect it always had. In the back of my head I knew that we needed to gather information; we needed to share what we had found and done while Elena and Kol needed to share what they had found out about the witch that Marcel was using as his secret weapon. But in that moment I felt so relaxed and when I focused on everyone else I noted that they were as well, and I figured we deserved the night to act like a normal family watching T.V. in front of a burning fire, while we fought to stay awake. Elena had already lost that battle; she was asleep against Kol's chest while Kol ran his fingers gently through her long her, smiling softly whenever she released a happy sigh; Bekah was fast asleep on the opposite sofa, her head on Elijah's lap while the rest of her body curled into a ball. Finn was sat on the other side of the sofa that Kol and Elena were occupying, though himself and Elijah looked far too engrossed in the T.V. show to actually worry about falling asleep. I was close to losing the battle myself as I kept fluttering in and out of unconsciousness but when Nik started to draw patterns on my bare shoulder with his index finger while his other hand gently combed through my hair, I gave up and surrendered myself to sleep.

There's chapter twenty eight for you! I know a lot happens in this chapter and I hope it wasn't too overwhelming for you! Let me know what you think :)

A huge thank you to Bea Cullen Salvatore for giving my story a favourite and a follow- it means a lot :)

BeccaSco: YAS girl this chapter was so perfect I loved it! Good job! Thank you so much, I hope you enjoyed this one too :)

XxSunnaxX: T.T. they're so heartbreaking sweet together! You bought the emotion through your writing exactly to my heart T.T I'm totally voting for Elijah/Hayley :) A. Because Elijah deserves some happiness (only for him), as does Hayley and B. Because Hayley's is soo sweet (I didn't like the T.V. Hayley, cause of the whole Klaus/Caroline situation, ect.) Do you plan on keeping her so sweet and positive natured or are you gonna make her a little bit darker, manipulative and such? And I'm so curios about the witch's reaction of Kim! Does Kim gets a few special abilitys? PLS PLS PLS, that would be so awesome :) As always great job! XX Thank you so much, lovely :) I'm so glad that you enjoyed it ;) I like the way I've written Hayley and I don't think I'm going to lead her down a darker road just because I can't see her ever being a manipulative character, but you never know things might change, so we'll see ;) As for Kim gaining extra abilities, other than her powers being stronger when she channels emotions towards other people as well as her visions growing as she is able to see further into the future I don't think I'm going to give her any extra abilities- but never say never; things might change ;) I hope you enjoyed this chapter too- let me know what you thought :)

Guest: Interesting… Thank you :)