Allen

I knew why this was important to them. I understood where they were coming from. I don't want say that old corny crap, but killing Sam wouldn't solve their problems. They'd just feel a small amount of satisfaction and sooner or later would go back to brooding over the person they lost.

I couldn't let them get to Sam. As I fought the mob, I was being meticulously careful not to seriously wound any of the invaders. Incapacitating them was harder than killing them. I was bashing their heads into walls putting them into choke holds, and trying my best not to rip out their throats with my claws.

Every now and then, I ran back upstairs to make sure they hadn't broken in and gotten to Sam. The last guy I beat didn't seem to have any type of supernatural ability at all. I noticed it instantly when he picked up a mop with one hand and wielded a knife in the other. I shrunk down from my huge wolf man form and Judy hit him hard with my regular fist. He passed out easily. Once again, the silence was unnerving. I ran upstairs and bumped right into Sam?

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I was coming to you." She said. "The sound of fighting stopped, so I thought it was over. Is it?"

I didn't respond immediately, I was trying to see if I could sense anything else.

"No, I don't think so. I may have knocked out most of them, but the leader, Elijah... I haven't even seen him yet."

Sam squinted in the darkness. "How do you know he's the leader?"

"Because I saw them before they reached the house, and Elijah was at the top of the rally."

Sam gave me a devilish smile, and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

She grabbed me by my throat, and lifted me in the air.

"You are." She answered, in deep, disturbing male's voice. Elijah's voice.

"H-how did you..." I could hardly speak, her hand was crushing my windpipe.

"How did I what?" She/he spoke again. "How did I get up here without you noticing?"

She pulled me in closer and raised her other hand.

"No," I replied. "How did you get inside of Samantha?" Without waiting for a reply, I tried to grab Sam's hand to free myself. She noticed, slammed me against the wall, and twisted my arm into a full 360. I screamed in pain as I heard a loud popping sound. I don't think it was broken. It felt more like it was dislocated.

"Taking control of this witch was simple. Every supernatural creature has a magical trick up their sleeve nowadays. I'm surprised you haven't noticed."

I lifted my feet up and kicked Sam away from me. Thanks to my strength, Sam went crashing into the opposite wall, giving me time to regain my bearings. I watched my arm unwind as I tapped into my wolf side. It was disgusting, but I had no time to think about it.

"Get out of her Elijah." I snarled. "What's the point of doing that anyway? I thought you were seeking revenge."

Sam gave me a crooked smile. "Of course I want revenge." Elijah spoke. "But I can't think of a better way to do it. You, my friend, are an inspiration. Speaking of that, I don't think I ever got your name."

"It's Allen," I growled as I lunged after her/him. I thought I was quick, but Sam moved ten times as fast as normal. Elijah made an ugly, shrieking sound with Sam's body and flipped right over me. I turned around swiftly, but she stopped attacking me. She bolted for the stairs, and I chased after her.

"What is your endgame?" I yelled. "What are you planning?!" I had to keep my anger under control. Using a bit of the wolf power was one thing; Accidentally going into the full wolf man form would could end up killing Sam.

At the bottom of the stairs, I had to hop over a couple of unconscious people. I turned to look for Sam, and found people floating. They were still obviously unconscious, but their bodies floated upright.

"I feel... Like it would be ironic," said Elijah through Sam, "If I possessed the witch just like she possessed you." He broke into a laugh. "Do you get what I'm saying? I was thinking, what if I used her to kill herself? Or to burn down this house? There's an endless amount of possibilities, because she had screwed EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US!!!"

The people that Elijah had suspended in air started glowing red. There was red light behind their eyelids as well.

I still couldn't locate Elijah. He might as well have been a disembodied voice, because I couldn't place it anywhere.

"We've all lost family!" He continued. "We've all lost blood. That's why, I'm so curious to find out why you are defending and protecting this freak. Was the story just beer filled lies, grasping for attention? What's your relationship with the witch? Maybe she still possesses you now, in ways you don't even know."

"Shut up." I demanded. I need her alive to help me find my roommate. After that, I don't care what you do."

All the people floating split into two separate groups and hit the walls. The ones on the right cracked the windows, and I almost expected them to keep flying out of it.

"Lies." snarled Sam. "You and this witch have a more... complicated relationship than that.

I'm reading her mind Allen, your lies are pointless. I see the passionate side, and I see the conflict as well. But I don't know which to believe."

"Why do you need to believe?" I asked him. "Why do you even care?" Sam's body flew towards me, and I lifted my arms in defense. I backed into the wall, but she stayed as close as possible.

"I care because, if you're on our side, you'd let us kill her."

"And if I was on her side?"

"Then I'd burn this house down with all of you inside it."

Jamie

"I know this sounds stupid, and we're all tired, but I think we should go back to Allen's place." said Marissa. "Before you snap at me, think about it. The hotel is a no go. We can't even find proper shelter because now we know for certain that we have... something bad. Talking to people, getting close to them, is a very bad idea. So we should go back to using Allen's place as our hangout."

Marissa looked back and forward to both of us, waiting for our verdict. Donovan surprisingly spoke first. "I agree," he said, shocking both me and Marissa. "If we're lucky, he'll just show up again looking for his pajamas or house shoes and we won't even have to search him out."

Marissa smiled. "Okay. What do you say Jamie?"

I looked up into the sky, starting back at the fake full moon. "I think we should too. But we should do it tomorrow. I don't want to run into any creature tonight, and some people won't be able to resist the moon even though it's fake."

Marissa looked surprised. "Really?"

I nodded. "I once went to school with a werewolf kid who snapped after staring at a interesting moon wallpaper. It's not always about the moon's magic. Sometimes even the symbol of it can have an affect on people."

Donovan stared at the moon for a minute and yawned. "That's settled then. We sleep in the park for another night."

Allen

"If you're reading her mind, what do you see? What are you thinking?" Sam's face was so close to me I could feel her roof breathing on my neck. She hit the wall next to my face, completely punching right through it.

"I'm thinking that I should kill you right now." growled Elijah through Sam.

I couldn't put it off any longer. I transformed into my wolf man form, and roared as loud as I could.

Sam made an audible groaning sound and leapt away from me.

"Eww!!! Why did you do that?" shrieked Sam, in her actual voice. She started wiping off my saliva from when I roared.

"Sam, are you back? Speak to me!" I tried to say, but it came out as unintelligible grunts. I forgot that my wolf form couldn't speak.

I shrunk back into my human form, and tried again. "Sam... Do you have control again?"

The look of disgust on Sam's face disappeared, and she smiled. In Elijah's voice, she said, "Nope." He/she laughed. "You thought it would be that easy?"

Sam raised her hands and some of the unconscious people rose up again. I didn't wait to see what they were capable of, I ran headlong into Sam and tackled her. Then, transforming as quickly as possible, I shifted my upper body into the wolf man form and roared as loud as I could into Sam's face, spraying a ton of spit.

Sam's normal scream returned, but she still possessed Elijah's strength. She hit me dead in my chin and sent me flying into the floating unconscious people.

Wiping off the saliva, Sam's body trembled.

She started panting and growling. She looked at me menacingly. "Allen," she growled, looking like she was about to explode.

"Everyone is unconscious except the guy controlling me. There's no way a vampire can use all this magic at once. I sensed four knocked out mages in this room. The anti magic barrier has to be down by now. DO SOMETHING!!!"

She grabbed her head and let out a loud groan, and when she pulled her hands away from her eyes, I knew Elijah hay regained control.

He had a fit of fury and started hitting the floor with his (or Sam's) fist.

He cursed at the top of her lungs in his ugly, masculine voice.

I took this as my chance. I leapt to my feet, and when Sam tried to stand I made a flocking motion with my wrist and she slammed against the wall.

She was right! I realized. My powers were back.

The first thing I did was reactivating all the lights with my mind. It was kinda hard to see without my wolf vision. As I did it, Sam regrouped and tried to reanimate the unconscious bodies. I didn't understand that. What was the point of them floating? He'd done it like three times and they still hadn't attacked me.

I wasn't going to wait and find out though. I waited till they started to glow and then I imagined the bar scene the way it was when I walked in. Except this time, all the patrons were unconscious, with they're drinks and food in their hands. The color that made them glow began to fade as little cracks of light crisscrossed all over their skin.

Everyone can except me, Sam, and Elijah, who was still inhabiting Sam's body.

I outmatched him now, by a wide margin. A look shone in Sam's eyes that I hadn't seen since we were at her childhood home. Fear.

Sam backed herself into a corner as I moved forward. "After all she's done to you. "You make me sick." Elijah tried to spit on me but it caught on fire and evaporated before it came close.

"I need her help, but I'm on nobody's side but mine."

The look in her eyes switched back to anger.

"Keep thinking that." Elijah said these last words as Sam's eyes fluttered to the back of her head.

There seemed to be some dark shadow sliding off her skin, making her look better. I followed the shadow all the way down from her head to her feet, until it slithered under mine. I frantically jumped out the way, not wanting to get possessed by him, and when I turned around, he was standing behind me.

I moved towards him, and he started backing back. "Wait... You aren't going to kill me are you?"

"No. I may need a favor later on."

"Like what? I will never, ever agree to help the witch girl."

I laughed.

"Nothing like that. I made need a partner later on, because I'm sure Jacob was kidnapped due to all of this supernatural mess. I also need information, if you can find out anything."

He eyed me suspiciously.

"Will I be able to kill the witch after that?"

I looked back at Sam, who hadn't moved since Elijah left her body. I didn't care for her, but I knew damn well I'd never let him get the chance. "Fine, but I know for a fact she's going to learn magic again. If you don't get me the information I need, if we don't find Jacob fast enough, she'll be back at full power. And she'll be able to kill you and torture you as much as she wants."

I was kind of joking, in my mind at least, but Elijah took my words to heart.

He looked at me with a serious stare, eyes filled with determination.

"Trust me, I won't let that happen."