Lily didn't move as her PE teacher stepped forward. The only thing between them was Jack's car and a lot of tension but the witch snapped it immediately.

"You're joking." Jack deadpanned. "You?"

"Slater." Ms Winters greeted but didn't move her gaze from Lily. "Morgan."

"Garcia-Slater." Jack hissed, clenching her fists as rogues moved around them. They were all in their wolf forms besides Ms Winters. They stepped outside of the shadows cast by the forest, teeth dripping with saliva as they snarled at the two girls.

Lily held out her left hand to stop Jack from provoking anyone further, not letting Ms Winters out of her sight. The last time she'd seen the teacher was when she cut short their Meditation class by accident. "Ms Winters." Lily warily said, hardening her fear. "What are you doing here?"

"You two are coming with us." Ms Winters scowled, waving at the wolves around them. "Don't try anything, you're outnumbered."

Lily swallowed. Her right arm was beginning to tingle again like static shifting under her skin. Fingers twitched in the sling. "That didn't work so well last time." She said, trying to be brave.

"The skies are clear, Morgan." Ms Winters stepped forward. "There's no storms around to protect you."

"But I'm here." Jack hissed. "How's Yuric? Heard his arm seized up because he pissed off a witch."

Ms Winters clenched her jaw and the rogues snarled louder. Lily snapped her head to Jack, seeing straight through the fearless façade she was putting up. "He really wants to meet you, Slater. He wants to show you what happens when you piss off an Alpha."

"I know what happens when I piss off an alpha; they run away." Jack narrowed her eyes, a green glow emitting from her ten rings. "And it's Garcia-Slater, you traitorous bitch."

Lily watched the two stare each other down. Her old PE teacher had a point. While she had Jack on her left there was still several rogues in front, behind, and on her right. Her arm was bound in a sling, her scars itching as the wolves inched a little closer. They were surrounded.

Not to mention, Lily knew both her and Jack were afraid of the damage they could do. Did she prove the rogues' point by injuring them all? That the higher powers should indeed fall?

"He's going to kill us, you know." Lily said, Ms Winters stared back at her with a fiercer scowl.

"We will never be free if there are powers greater than our own." Ms Winters hissed, eyes flaring gold for a moment. "Not when there's a puny orphan girl and a mouthy foul witch running around. You don't own the place, you don't belong in our world. We need to get rid of this hierarchy; to get rid of you."

Lily swallowed, eyes flickering as dread lined her stomach. Her ears popped and the hairs on the back of her neck rose. The pressure dropped, the light from the sun fading as clouds began to stretch across the bright sky. The wolves hesitated seeing the weather change instantly before them.

Jack scoffed. "You do realise who you're going up against, right? Lily's the new Supernova, you can't defeat her with your rogues. And I'm here this time, you're not taking either of us without a fight."

The teacher's eyes darkened at the reveal of Lily's official title. Lily didn't breathe as Ms Winters looked her over again, resting on her sling - proof she survived the strongest of lightning strikes and was still standing. She'd be back at full strength when her arm healed, unlike Yuric, who was stuck with his frozen shoulder for the rest of his life.

Ms Winters looked at her fellow wolves, an idea quickly forming. "Let's change that then." She ordered, a wicked gleam in her eyes when Lily and Jack paled at her words. "Split them up."

The girls looked to one another in alarm as a wolf jumped between them, snarling at a surprised Jack. Before Lily could take a step to help her friend, another leaped, pushing her away. Lily stumbled from Jack, whose hands were glowing brighter as the wolves formed two circles. They were slowly shrinking around them, pushing them further towards their old teacher.

Jack's eyes lit up, her magic shuddering through her bones. "Duck!" She shouted at Lily and flung the magic forming in her hand towards her, over Lily's crouching form. Wolves leapt out the way. The ball of green tendrils slammed into the fallen tree over the road and exploded, showering them in bark and splinters, the stray branches knocking all wolves off their feet. Ms Winters yelled as a branch flung her back, snarling as the explosion echoed in their sensitive ears.

"Run!" Jack yelled, sprinting into the forest behind them. Lily ran to follow but the wolves were getting back up too quickly. Left with no other option, Lily jumped into the forest on the other side of the road behind Ms Winters.

The forest was a maze for the lost; there were no paths for Lily to follow, no guide to help her escape. It didn't stop her from looking as she jumped over roots and ducked under low branches. Her sling trapped leaves in its fabric, ripping as Lily kept running.

She could hear the wolves behind her, chasing her further south. Lily veered right, heading further west. A wolf leaped by her left, barely missing her shoulder and slammed into a tree, bark shattering on impact. Lily didn't look back. She ducked again when another wolf leaped over her, aiming for her head.

She couldn't outrun them - no human was faster than a wolf. Lily didn't have another set of legs to help her over boulders and didn't have the same agility to weave between the trees that were starting to spread thin.

Lily yelped as a wolf was running alongside her, keeping her pace. She looked behind her to see another nine wolves running. There was nothing human in their eyes. This was a hunt - she was the prey. They were playing, chasing her for the thrill, knowing she couldn't escape them.

Lily didn't give up and kept on running, trying to think of something, anything, when she spotted a flare of light further ahead. The sun had broken through the forest and was bouncing off the surface of a large river.

Then Lily heard the waterfall.

She pushed all her energy into her legs and sprinted towards it, wishing that the movies at least got one thing right. The wolves realised what she was doing as she broke through the treeline and ran along the water's edge, knowing the water would slow her down if she ran straight into it. The dirt along the banks kicked up as Lily bolted, the river rushing alongside her, the current matching her speed.

Come on. Come on. Lily tried to pull any power she had to the surface but she still had no switch or trigger for her abilities. That lightning would be helpful about now, she thought to herself, as the river started to quicken, broaden. She could see the large rocks further down river before a hiss of white spray leaped up. The waterfall was approaching.

One of the wolves stopped and howled. They had their thrill but now their prey was about to escape. Lily's eyes burned to the brightest of grey when a wolf leaped at her left again, aiming for her throat before she swatted it aside with such force the banks of the river sunk under the wolf's unconscious weight, the river quickly sealing him in a new wave of mud.

The remaining nine wolves hissed but Lily pushed herself further. A story of her grandmother echoed in her mind from Andrew's grandfather's log - of her standing firm during a mud slide and rogues slipping over their own feet.

Lily didn't hesitate and took the plunge, leaping into the water, her shoes miraculously finding grip on the slimy river bed as she ran to the waterfall, now roaring in her ears. Some wolves followed but their legs weren't as sturdy in the fast current as her own. Their paws slid over the rocks, claws scraping the bed with no hope of finding grip, and the remaining dry wolves snarled as Lily ran further away from their claws. The grass beneath their paws kicked up as they sprinted, desperate to not let their prey escape, but Lily had other plans.

Her eyes still burned silver as the river fell away. Lily heard the wolves skid to a halt on the bank as she leaped from stone to stone and flung herself over the edge. The waterfall kissed her body as she skated down, her feet flailing beneath her as the surface of the river beneath rose up, the wind pulling her hair back and sling taut.

Lily fell into the river below. The impact stilled her movements as the cold water enveloped her body and numbed her limbs. Her paralysed arm tingled as the river pulled her downstream, her long hair floating around her face. Lily blinked, the glow from her eyes illuminating everything under the water. She moaned as her lungs began to squeeze in her chest but the current pulled her away from the waterfall, the wolves looking over helplessly from the bank she'd just jumped off. They weren't about to follow - it was over thirty metres high.

Lily let the current pull her for as long as she dared, until the waterfall was a quiet rumble in the distance and she had to begin twisting her body away from rocks jutting up from the riverbed. Lily's feet brushed them beneath her but it was still too deep. Her lungs burned - she needed to breathe.

She tried to move in the strong current, to kick to the surface. Her feet brushed a large boulder lying at the bottom of the river. With a strong push she emerged, the forest air pouring down her throat. Gasping and coughing, Lily pushed her wet hair off her face and tried to swim to shore, but her bound arm made it difficult.

Lily was about to sink under again when someone ran out the tree line and skidded on his knees across the bank, grasping her outstretched hand fiercely.

"Come on!" He groaned as he dragged Lily up the harsh bank of the river. She did her best to help him with her legs, scraping for any footing against the bank. Eventually, she was out of the river, clutching the grass beneath her and gulping down all the air she could.

A jacket was thrown over her shaking body, freezing now she was out of the rushing water. "Are you okay?" The now jacket-less guy asked, his dark eyes taking in the scrapes on her arm from running through the forest and the dark, muddy sling that still had leaves stuck to it.

Lily blinked, her silver eyes shifting back to brown, and the boy stilled. The hand that was on her shoulder quickly drew back, frozen in shock.

"I-I can explain," Lily stuttered, her teeth were chattering and her mind was racing just as fast. How was she going to explain what she was?

"You don't need to." He gasped. Lily waited, water still dripping from her body, as the older boy who dragged her from the river shook his head in disbelief. "I thought I was the only one."

Lily breathed a sigh of relief, more so at no longer having to talk for a long time about the existence of supernaturals. "There are hundreds of supernaturals around the world." She summarised, coughing again.

"Hundreds?" He ran his hands through his black, curly hair, shock freezing them both. "Do you all jump from waterfalls?"

"You saw that?"

"It's hard to miss a girl with hair as red as yours jumping off a waterfall." He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Or the wolves that watched you fall in the river."

"It wasn't my idea, you know."

"So it's not your daily routine then, Ariel?" His eyes were still narrowed. He had a right to be wary, Lily thought - not everyone jumped off a waterfall to flee a bunch of wolves and escape as easily as she did.

Lily smiled and shook her head at the nickname. She'd earned it, she guessed, being a red-head caught in water with legs that seemed to be useless at grasping foot holes in river banks. She extended her left hand after pushing her hair off her forehead. "Lily." She introduced.

The older boy stared at her outstretched hand before shaking it. His touch was scorching while hers was ice cold. "Haidan." He said eventually. "My name's Haidan."