Shadows in the Darkness (Afterlife)

Chapter 1

I sigh. The one thing I hate the most is the beginning of school. Its always the same. New kids, more troubles. People lashing out, fighting other kinds because its what they've been taught. And yeah, I'm in some of those fights. 

Of course, most have a hard time with my kind. We were only finalized 6 years before I was born. Which means only 23 years ago. Its a wonder that I have a friend. And she isn't my kind. 

Sure I'm a Werewolf, as is my father. But most of the Were's don't like me. They see me as a freak. They don't even believe my father would have such a child. Since he is a pure Werewolf, and he has a spot on the Werewolf Council. They're right in some way. I am a freak. 

Yes I'm a Vampire as well. The craving for blood comes and goes. I do not feed off humans as most think Vampires do. As all the students who are Vampires do, they just provide us with it. Sometimes we ask our friends or cabin mates to donate blood. Of course my friend/cabin mate does everytime. Its almost like a blood drive, but for Vampires, not humans. 

Yes I'm a Witch. Though my powers from that are very different than any Witch I've ever met. Which makes me even more of a freak. Yes I can say a spell, and it will work. But I have that rare power that Witches haven't seen since the 17th century. 

Yes I'm a Fairy, well the term I use is Fae. I can feel emotions from other people. I can speak any language, and that includes animal languages. The other is I have wings. Yeah, actually Fairy wings. I don't like to use them at all. And I've never met another Fae with wings.

Yes I'm a Shape-Shifter. I'm very powerful at it. But I don't tend to want to use it as much as my other powers. It can be helpful though. Especially when I'm in trouble. 

And yes I'm in all, a Chameleon, as my mother is. The new kind of paranormal. 

When I was younger, I thought it was normal to get my powers at the age of 4. But turns out, normally they get them around there 20's. My mother an exception for getting them at 16. 

The one thing I hated most, is that I was in hiding for awhile. My mother was afraid of what my great-grandfather would think. And all the Rouge Chameleon. Like the ones that tried to get to her. 

Some would say she's paranoid, the one after her is now dead. But we both know better than to take chances. She was once called the most powerful of all creatures. But once I was born. She stopped them in there sentence. And say something like: "Look across the world, there is most likely someone more powerful than me." as she cradles me in her arms. 

In some faint memory, she probably did say that. 

But now, as I get closer to my 20's I feel the power grow stronger. Everyday, week, and month, it grows, only making it harder to control. Making danger crawl closer to me.

I shiver at the thought. I sigh, I can't even get through a fricken sentence. My thoughts are way to jumbled to even do anything. 

I close the book I was trying to read, and set it down on the wooden porch of my cabin. The forest sounds fill my ears and calm me. I can just barely hear the falls, that shimmer deep in the woods. 

Tomorrow is the first day of school. And tonight is the party for teachers and students. Which won't start for another 2 hours. My mom, helping decorate. And my dad helping with security. I'm on my own. 

I hear footsteps walking down the path, of which I recognize as Charlotte's. Charlotte has been my cabin mate for 4 years now. Its our last year here. She's the only one I trust with all of my secrets. And she trusts me. We love each other. Its a true fact. The saying "Best-friends forever" fits really well.