1Alright, I know that the people who have me on their author alert are probably thinking the same thing. So yes, I do have four stories going at once now that I've stared this one, well, sorta. I'm no longer writing my first story Harder Than You Know. Sorry, it's just that I lost where I was going with the plot on it. So since that one's gone, I decided to make a new one. This is set starting at the end of The Awakening when they have just pulled up at the house. There is going to be some OCs' and just a warning, there are going to be a lot of them so it may be a bit hard to keep track of them all. Okay, you guys don't want to hear me talking anymore. On with the story! Disclaimer: I don't own Chloe, Derek, Simon, Tori, or the adult Andrew('cus one of the OCs' is gonna be named Andrew) Chloes' Point of View
We just pulled into the driveway of the three story rambling Victorian that Andrew told us we were going to stay in. We were all exhausted and could not believe that after a week on the run that we were finally going to be sleeping in actual beds. Has anything so simple ever sounded so unbelievably wonderful?
"Wow," Simon said in awe. "So this is our new temporary home?"
"More temporary than you think," Andrew commented.
"I'm sorry what?"Tori asked in confusion.
"Well, we're only staying in this house for the night."
It may sound pathetic, but that one sentence made me start to panic. I know, it sounds odd that after finding out the whole supernatural world exists, finding out that I am one, running away from crazy scientists that experimented on me and my new friends, getting captured by them, seeing my Aunts ghost earlier tonight, and getting shot, this made me panic. But to my relief, I wasn't the only one who was put on edge. Derek's jaw set and his shudders tensed. Simons smile that seemed to always be on his face was now seeming forced and looked as if it was taking everything he had just to keep it there. And Tori, well...
"What the hell do you mean we're only staying here for tonight? We've been on the run for over a week and you're telling us that once we find who Derek and Simon think will answer all our questions we're only going to be here for one freaking night?" Here we go again.
"Tori, calm down," Andrew reasoned. "Yes, we're only staying here for the night because tomorrow we are going to another safe house that has other supernaturals in it so that can all learn to how to control your powers." Maxwells' Point of View (One of my OCs')
At the idea of being able to control our powers and have a place to say with other people who are like us. But I had so many questions. Were the other supernaturals adults? Would there be teenagers at the house? How long would we be staying there? We all shuffles into the house when we were told to with out much complaining- except from Derek, he wanted to know all the details on the house we were going to stay at tomorrow. I couldn't blame him- I really wanted to know the answers to the questions I had, but I was really too tired to care at the moment. Andrew told us that we could take any of the bedrooms on the second floor and none of us needed any further instruction. I went upstairs as fast as I could when I was only running on practically no sleep. I didn't even bother changing, just got under the covers and fell asleep before my head even hit the pillow.
"Kids, come to the kitchen, dinners ready!"
I sighed and made my way to the kitchen. Just another... long... unsuccessful... angst filled day. If we don't find her soon, I don't know what I'll do. I sat down in-between Ryan and my younger brother Andrew.
"Hey Charlotte, what did you make?" Tyler and Trent asked at the same time in that freaky way that twins do. It never failed to creep me out.
Charlotte set down about twelve serving plates with either steak, mash potatoes, pasta, or salad. Every one lunged at whatever they wanted while I stayed where I was. I always have something different.
"Oh, Maxwell honey, let me go get your steak. I couldn't put it with the others."
I grunted a thanks and went to the fridge to get my blood. We found that if I drink it at every meal then I can actually stomach certain types of people food instead of just blood and really rare steaks. Sometimes, it sucks being a vampire. When I sat back down a took a big gulp of my favorite blood type- O positive. There was a collective round of gags from the other supernatural teens at the table- except for Andrew and James. It was like this every meal, no matter how many times they've seen it. I hated it. It made me feel different- like I was a breed apart. Which technically I was. Vampires and werewolves are considered the out casts of the whole supernatural world and there was always prejudice against us. James never gag or showed any sign of disgust when I took my fix- he knew how it felt to be an outsider since he was a werewolf. I can't say I'm not one of the people who are against werewolves living amongst supernaturals, but I owe James and his Dad Steve mine and Andrews lives. If it weren't for them, I probably would've sucked Andrews' blood and gone to jail for murder. When you're on the run from a group of crazy scientists, blood is hard to come by.
"Dude," Ryan started, "do you always have to drink it in front of us?"
"Dude, do you always have to eat real food in front of me?" I replied bitterly.
The table fell silent and I felt a sense of satisfaction. With a glare I turned back to my rare steak and was gladly ignored by everyone. Good, I liked it better that way. Ever since we escaped the lab and I found out that our sister was no longer there, I'd been in an especially bad mood. Andrew and I had lived at the lab our entire lives, only seeing each other at meals and when we were aloud outside. We use to see each other when our mother would have Andrew and I get together with our younger sister. But she stopped visiting just before I turned seven. That was ten years ago. I knew we never saw her too thanks to my all hearing vampire ears. We were forever forbidden to have any form of contact with her for two reasons. One- one day I had lost control and tried to bite one of the new keepers since he had gotten my feeding time wrong. I shuddered at the memory. It wasn't my fault. When a vampire is deprived of blood for too long, they can't control themselves. Reason two- she had begun showing signs of necromancy. It was un- heard of for a necromancer to show before they've at least turned 10, and she was only about four years old almost five. They thought that maybe her being around the undead so often- me- had caused her powers to surface before they should. After that, we never saw her again. I'd always hoped that maybe they kept her at the compound and when she was in her teens we would be able to see her again, only we couldn't. And once we escaped, we'd found out that she never stayed at the compound. That her visits were just that- visits. But we will find her. My family is all I have. Right now that family is only my half brother- me and Andrew have the same Mom- and my half sister Chloe- again, same Mom.
I mentally sighed. My sweet innocent little sister. I adored her, but my memories of the times we all shared were beginning to fog over. I doubted that shed even remember that we existed, she was too young. But I wasn't. There were three things I would never forget about her. One- she was blond and had big blue eyes. Two- she stuttered, really badly. I remembered once when I had to beat up another subject for making fun of her stutter and making her cry. Poor kid never stood a chance against my super strength. And last bur certainly not least- her name. It was beautiful and unique and when Andrew turned 13 and I was 15 we got tattoos of her name in fancy print that almost looked cursive eight above our hearts(yes, vampires have hearts.) My hand involuntarily went to my chest above the tattoo of the name of the most innocent, precious girl in the world. Now if only we could find her.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of Masons voice.
"Alright everyone," the middle aged man began. "I have an important announcement. Tomorrow around noon we will be receiving a new batch of supernaturals. I want you all to make them feel welcome." I couldn't help but notice that he looked at neon particular when he said that last part. So I'm not the most social guy in the safe house- get over it.
"How many are coming?" asked a blond headed girl. That was just like her to try and find out how many more potential besties she could make, such a Casey thing to do.
"Four, I believe. Five if you count Mr. Carson." We all knew him, he was practically head of the safe house.
"Are they teenagers? And how many are girls and how many are boys?" Casper asked. Knowing him he probably just wanted to figure if there would be any hot chicks he could try and bang. The little pervert.
"We were told that there will be two boys and two girls, all teenagers," Charlotte explained.
The twins perked up at this. "Really?" Tyler started a 'sexy' smirk gracing his lips. His twin Trent had on the same one.
"What are their powers?" Addison asked. She tried to say it casually, but I could tell she was hoping that there would be another necromancer for her to share stories with. I always felt kind of bad for her, she was the only one who didn't have a teacher besides Andrew. James and I had Steve to teach us how to control our strength and ignore our super senses, Casper, Trent, and Tyler had Mason to teach them how to not un-intentionally throw objects at some ones head (they were telekinetic, Volos to be exact), Casey had Charlotte to teach how to stay in her body and how to get out and in plus how to heal (shamans), and Megan, Sophie, Sasha, and Jade had Claire to teach them spells. Alex would train with Andrew when he was around, but he had control over his powers, so he didn't really need it. But Addison? There were no necromancer teachers for her, so I can see why she'd be excited.
"I'm not positive, but it think there's a sorcerer, a witch, a werewolf, and a necromancer."I stiffened at the mention of a werewolf and felt hope bubble up in my chest at the mention of a necromancer. Our sister had been a necromancer, and by now she would be well into her teens. Maybe she would be one of them. I could only hope.
After the announcement everybody squealed at talked about how excited they were to see some new faces. I couldn't exactly say the same, but I was eager to see if maybe, just maybe, one of those girls turned out to be my sister.
Chloe Amelia (Fellows) Saunders. Alright, I hope you guys liked it. I know that it's a little hard to keep up with because it has so many OCs' but the next chapter will have introductions so that'll give you all a clearer picture on who's who. This has been an I sea I've had for a while and hope you liked it. Anything that bothers you, please tell me. Unless it's about how you don't like that Chloe has two half brothers she doesn't even remember because I know that a lot of people will be against that. Love you all. REVIEW! :D 3 C'mon just look at the poor little review button down there, it seems so lonely. I think it needs a friend. :D