Allen

We walked outside the house and closed the door, leaving Danielle's family in there. I don't think we could help them until we find the wizards involved, so I hoped this Shaye guy would have some answers.

"Where do you think he is?" asked Marissa.
Jamie's ears wiggled a bit, and it was hard to notice because he was human. "Your senses have dulled." He told her. "The mage is on the side of the house, and he sounds sick."

We walked over to the side and saw a man on his hands and knees. He was choking and gagging constantly. It started to make me feel sick.

"Man, are you okay?" I asked. As soon as he heard my voice he rolled over and sighed in relief. "Ohhh, thank God." He laid flat on his back and looked up at the sky, breathless.

I offered my hand to him, which he stared at.
"I need a minute." He told me. So I waited.
Marissa kicked say the dirt and Jamie observed him closely.

A couple seconds later, he dragged himself to his feet, not accepting the help I offered him.
He dusted himself off, which was pointless, because he had spots of blood all over him and his clothes were torn.

"You look like you tried to fight a glad window and lost." We all looked back to see who had spoken. It was Donovan, and for some reason, Sam was on his back.
"I see you finally woke up," said Jamie. "Did you have a nice nap?"

"Screw you." He gave Jamie a hard shove, and Jamie bumped into the wall of the house.
Despite this retaliation, it seemed as if he had completely calmed down after the fight. I pondered what would have happened if I had said that, and every scenario ended up bar for me, so I kept my mouth shut.

"Who's gonna tell me about this guy?" he said, disrespectfully pointing directly in Shaye's face.
Jamie moved Donovan's​ arm down, though it didn't seem to bother Shaye. He was busy eyeballing us creepily, and looking in all directions. "He's paranoid."  Jamie said to me in my mind. "The vampires must be out to kill him."

"My name... Is Shaye." he said, looking at all of us nervously. "I... I uh, kinda don't know where to start."

"Start with telling us why you're out here, vomiting next to someone else's home." I demanded.

"Right... Well, as you know, the vampires are tracking your every move. What you don't know is that they've been using mages to do it."
His eyes darted between us, trying to see if we were all listening.
"Mages like me, what we practice, is different from most magic. Including Samantha's."
He motioned towards Samantha, and then slowly moved his hand to me.

"We've been tracking you, and that's all I can really say on that subject. But now, after I tried to help Danielle escape, they want me dead too."

"You tried to save Danielle?" I asked, this time genuinely interested.
"They had her in some type of lab, and the only reason they captured her was because she was becoming like you three." He said, looking at Marissa, Donovan, and Jamie.

"I knew it!" exclaimed Jamie, looking angry. "We made her into a monster."
"No, no you didn't. She was just starting to manifest the strength and speed of a werewolf before they caught her. They are trying to make her a weapon against you, and they planned to do the same with Allen."

Marissa walked up towards me. "See? This is why we need you. Together, we are powerful enough to stand a chance against them. There's 6 ancient blooded vampires. Four of them don't exist anymore. It's just Axel and the leader of the vampires, Avery. After that, we can reclaim the sky."

I pushed her away from me. "And what would you have done if I wasn't a werewolf, because I don't see why I am suddenly so important to your crappy little trio. Would you have let me live my boring little human life, or would I have been your human shield?"

Marissa kept her distance from me and looked at Donovan and Jamie, probably talking to them in their minds.
"We were going to, and we still are going to, get Isaac. He's the only one to cure himself of lycanthropy, but he was an ancient blooded werewolf himself."

"Ehh, I'm not so sure about that." Interrupted Donovan. "Let's consider lycanthropy a disease. It's more like he's treating it, because even though he cured himself, even though the moon doesn't affect him anymore, I could still smell it on him the last time we met, before we got captured."

I listened to him carefully, and analyzed the situation before I spoke again. "So... even though he's ​gotten rid of his lycanthropy almost completely, you think he could still be strong enough to help us?"

Donovan cracked his knuckles and smiled.
"Yeah, I absolutely believe it."

I looked at Shaye, who had kept silent. " Do you think Isaac can do it?"
He shrugged. "I don't know anything about him. I was only told to watch you guys, and it took them a long time to tell me your names. They care about secrecy. Anyone who knows more than they should ends up dead. That's why I knew I already had a target on my back even before I tried to save Danielle. Luckily for us, they don't even tell their own employees and guards crucial information, so Danielle managed to trick them. Now they think her name is Julia. I've been planning to find you guys and ask for your help to stop them this entire time."

Donovan laughed. "Was this part of your plan?" He said waving his hand at Shaye's clothes.

"No. Danielle did this to me."

Donovan's smile wavered.

"How could she-"

"It doesn't matter." said Jamie. "They've obviously accomplished what they set out to do. We need to find Isaac, and ask for his help. Then, if they haven't caught up to us, we'll round up more werewolves and attack them when the time is right."

"How do we get to Isaac's place?" asked Shaye. "He has a lab downtown. We'll find him there." Donovan responded.

"I'll have to rest alot while my magic restores. It might take even longer because in wounded, but Sam, I need to ask you something."
Samantha looked confused, and then looked at me. I nodded my head, trying to get her to answer him.

"What?" She asked him.
"It's about Samirah."

Danielle

"We can't contain her! She's too strong!" A man in body armor was screaming into his microphone. "We have... Man, I don't know... about thirty four fatalities so far, vampires and humans both have been slaughtered by-- ucchh!"

I grabbed him by the throat and stuck my fingers in deep. I kicked him in his knees breaking them and the wall behind them cracked as well. I grabbed the walkie talkie from his hand and shoved it into his side. When screamed he coughed up blood, and it sprayed onto my face, but it didn't phase me one bit.

I was already surrounded by the blood of dozens of vampires and humans. They just wouldn't stop coming. All I wanted to do was to leave. I was tired of crying and sobbing. One guy, one idiot with terrible aim was pointing his gun towards me. I never would've noticed if he hadn't had the red dot on the wall. I let the man I just killed drop to the floor and counted the seconds. Then I turned to the new guy, who finally aimed his gun at my chest, but he was scared if me. His arm was shaking too much.

He grabbed his walkie talkie and put it up to his face but I  whispered  something before he could call in. I spoke very quietly, my voice so low that it probably looked like I was miming the words.

"Huh?" He asked. "What did you just say?"
I mouthed the same words again, waiting for him to get closer.
He kept his gun up and took slow steps towards her.
"Listen... We have two orders. Number 1, if she cooperates, bring her in safely and do no harm.
Number 2, if she doesn't, shoot on sight.
If you just come with me, nothing well happen, understand?"

I took one step forward, and he jumped back, startled. Raising my hands above my head, I kept counting him my head.He pulled out his walkie talkie and spoke into it. "I think I've done it. Julia seems to have calmed down. I'm bringing her back with me now."

An older woman spoke back to him. "Are you sure? Do you need any vampires to assist you?"
A blaring feedback sound shot out of the walkie talkie, and he dropped it to cover his ears.
"Ahhh!" He wailed. "Man, that was loud!"
He picked it up and started wiping blood off of it. "Yea I'm sure. She's standing still and hasn't attacked me yet." He looked up to where I was standing, but all he saw was my footprints in the blood. They led directly to him and stopped​ right in front of his feet. He looked from side to side. Nothing but the body's of dead vampires. Behind him, there was nothing except his own footsteps. The light flickered a little, and he heard a couple of sparking sounds.

He looked up.

Donovan

We arrived at a small gray office building by sundown. The windows were brightly lit from the inside, and there was a guard at the door, dressed in all black, with boots to match. It looked like he might've been wearing a bullet proof vest under his clothes as well.

"Is this it? asked Allen.
"Duh." I replied.
Shaye walked in front of us quickly and raised his hand, willing us to stop.
"What are you doing?"
"Making sure it's safe."
He hummed something to himself and something started to glow in front of him. I couldn't see because his back was turned but it must have been really interesting, because the guard looked directly at him.

"It's safe." He responded.
"Good." said Jamie. "But now, we might be even able to enter. Look at the guard, he's watching us. I bet he thinks we're going to attack the building now."

Allen tensed up, and looked at the guard intensely. "What if he's just human?"

"Then he would've ​freaked out when spheres of light started shooting out from my eyes. He either already knows about the supernatural world, or he's supernatural himself."

"Let's get this ​over with." I told them.

We walked up to the front steps and he raised one hand. "Office hours are over."
"We're here to see Doctor Isaac Christensen."

He gave me a sly smile. "There is no doctor here."
That's when I realized who this was. I rolled my eyes. "Jocelyn, a PharmD is still a doctorate. Isaac is a doctor. Let us through. And shift back too. You're too young to be standing guard, vampires could've came at any time. Did Isaac say you could be out here?"

The bodyguard's skin twinkled red like tiny fires were spreading all over, then he shrunk to about for get tall. "He doesn't know." said the little girl standing in his place.
She opened the door and led us inside. We were standing in a waiting room, smaller than most with a flat screen in one corner, a big fish tank in another corner, and a pile of magazines in the middle of the room on the table. Besides a small chair by the window, there was only one couch, and it was being completely taken up by some girl her face was hidden in her arms, and she was snoring peacefully.

"I'll tell him you're here." said the little girl, and she swiped a card to open the office door.
"Can't we just come with you?" asked Allen. He moved forward trying to catch the door and she pulled out a taser and shocked him in the side of his stomach.

He yelped in pain and dropped to his knees. The little girl showed no sympathy, and the door locked shut behind her.
Allen recovered quickly, but he was still mad.
"She could have just said no." He growled.

Marissa helped him off the floor while I moved closer to the sleeping girl. I was tied of standing and was about to ask her to sit up when her stomach made a loud, disgusting growl. It was so loud it sounded like she'd eaten a bear or something. I walked back quickly and looked at the others, who were all just as shocked as I was.

"What the heck is she?" Allen asked.
"We've never met her, but it sounds like she could fight you head to head and win." said Jamie.

Somebody laughed, and I looked over to see Isaac, holding the door open. "Come in." He told us. "I'm surprised you guys managed to escape."