Out of the closet

"Are you worried?" Amelia asks me.

"Nope, I wasn't lying when I said that I had nothing to worry about, the humans won't bother me."

She was about to ask another question but was interrupted when the news anchor man came back on.

"Welcome back folks, as we said earlier, a group calling themselves the supernatural counil has agreed to a press confrence,which is about to start momentarily. Please stay tuned.

The screen cuts out from the news studio and switches to a confrence room that was full of police and press.

And there they were, the idiot council, all of them trying to look prim and proper. I almost laughed.

The mayor of the city was the first person to step up to the podium in front of the I.C's (idiot council) table.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, this press conference is about to start. We ask that every news outlet personel only ask one question that way everyone will get a fair chance and we can get all questions answered as quickly and efficiently as possible."

There were some groans of disapproval, but mainly everyone agreed.

"Ok, first question?"

"Why did you decide to do the press conference?"

"We wanted to show the people and the government that we are willing to cooperate with them."

"Next question."

"Why have you decided to reveal yourselves?"

"It wasn't something that we planned on doing, circumstances have pushed us into the light"

"Next question."

"Are you a direct threat to the human race?"

"What you have to understand is that we have been living beside humans since the begining, and in some cases we were here before you, we wern't a threat then and we aern't a threat now, we just want to find a way to continue living in peace with you. Nothing more."

"Next question please."

"What will you do if people don't believe you and decide they prefer all supernaturals dead?"

"We will do what is necessary to protect ourselves and our people."

On and on the questioning went, with different members of the I.C. answering them. Finally the mayor closed the press conference and the shot of the conference room changed to that of the news studio.

"There you have it folks. What do you think? Have an opinion? Call us up and tell us how you feel.

"Well what do you think?" I asked Amelia.

" I think we're royally fucked."

"I agree with you on that one babe."

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A few days after the press conference, it started.

At first it was small things, suspicious break in's. missing persons. People being jumped in the street. Small things like that, that no one would really notice, then one big thing happened that really set everyone off.

A woman claimed that a vampire attacked her, and drank her blood then left her for dead. People were furious. They demanded that the vampire in question by turned over to them for justice. The vampire nation refused, claiming that due to a vampires special needs they wouldn't feel right in handing him over without a proper trail and acceptable punishment.

The humans then started turning on the supernaturals. Now every wannabe hunter is out there trying to make a name for himself, while the government is trying to get all supernaturals to register themselves. Now the supernaturals are also against the humans.

That is how I now found myself in this little predicament with at least twenty governtment agents surrounding me.

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EARLIER THAT DAY.

"I'm headed out to the club to do some work Jacob." I shout out to him as I head out the door.

"Be careful out there ICE." He shouts back.

I hop on my bike and head towards the club. About twenty minutes into the ride I notice a black van following me.(How cliche can you get.) I take a few wrong turns and yet they still keep following me. I reach out to the minds of the people in the van and discover that they are indeed goverment agents and that I am their target. I try to scan deeper to understand how they figured out about me, but learn that these are just the footmen and they aren't allowed that information. I also learn that there is an ambush waiting for me at the club.

As I pull up to the club, I notice shifting shadows. Other agents getting into place for my 'capture'. I pay them no mind as I hop off my bike and walk towards the front door. When I'm about a foot away from the door, that's when they pounce.

"Ms. Frost, a moment of your time please." A man in a black suit, white dress shirt and a long black tie.

I look at him and give him a once over.

"No." I continue walking towards the cldub entrance. I can tell that he was not expecting this response because he actually lets me walk past him. Just as I reach the door, his hand shoots out and grabs me by the upper arm. I stop and look at the hand attached to my arm and then I look at the man, one eyebrow raised. He immediately retracts his hand.

"I apologize, but I would really like to speak with you."

"About what?" I ask turning to face him.

"It would be better if we could talk down at my office, more privacy." He says.

"Sorry Men in black but I don't even know who you are and my mother always told me not to go anywhere with strangers."

Realising his mistake he quickly flashes his badge at me. John Smith. Federal Bureau of Investigations.

"That answers the question of who you but that still leaves what exactly do you want?"

"As I was saying, it would be better if we could speak in private in an office."

"If you want to speak to me in a office, I've got one right here that we can use. It's also sound proof."

I can tell that he is getting frustrated and I smirk internally. I scan his mind and find what I was looking for but didn't find in the others. He knows who sold me out. Casper. Now I'm furious, I'm going to fillet that vampire. Tired of the game that I've been playing with the agents,I turn to head into my club completly forgetting about the agents.

"Ms. Frost?" The Smith guy calls.

I turn around and look him the eye.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" His face goes red.

"I asked if you would be so kind as to accompany me to MYoffice, me and my superiors would like to have a word with you."

"Oh that!" I make myself look like I'm actually thiniking about it. "No thanks, I've got things to do today. No time to play cops and robbers." With that I turn back to try to go in the club again.

"I apologize Ms. Frost. You seem to be mistaking this as an option, please come with me quietly or I will be forced to use force."

"You will be forced to use force? What is this starwars?" I can hear some of the hidden agents chuckling. Agent Smith's face goes red again. "Look dude I'm not going anywhere with you, deal with it."

"It's not an option." He says out loud before he presses his hand to ear and speaks softly into it. But I clearly hear what he says.

"Move in." And that's how I find myself surrounded by government agents.

"All these people for little old me?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Our source said that you're strong and to not underestimate you." He says and motions two agents towards me.

"And just who is this souce of yours?" I ask him even though I already know who I'm going to paying a nice long visit too later. He doesn't answer.

"Please don't resist Ms.Frost or they will get rough."

"I won't be resiting." I say calmly. He looks at me like I'm strange and I give him a small smile.

Just before the agents can reach me I act. Not with fists, with words.

"STOP" I tell them using my 'weighted words'. Everyone in the vicinity froze, that included the set of agents who were waiting in the van.

Walking past the agents who were coming to apprehend me, I stopped in front of Smith.

"Come with me." He had no choice but to follow.

"Where is your survalence van?" He points to the van that had been following me earlier. I throw open the back door and there are four other agents all stopped mid motion in whatever they had been doing.

"Excuse me boys, Don't mind me." I pushed the one in front of the computer of of the chair and sat down.

"Now lets get to work." I log into the FBI's network and search out everything they have on me. Their server tries to keep me out but I break through it and erase everything there is about me, then I set up my own virus that will automatically delete any information they have on me. No matter how many times they enter it.

Then I began working on the agents around me and the ones still in the parking lot. Erasing my name, face, my place of work, anything that has to do with me.

I hop out of the van and make my way back to the club door, with agent Smith still trailing behind me. When the club's door is finally open I turn to adress all the agents.

"You can all go now." It's like all of them snap out of a daze. Then they all walk to their vehicles and leave. I'll deal with the others who know about me later.

Right now I've got a vampire to torture and kill.