Okay, I am soooo sorry for taking so long updating. It wasn't going to be that long, but I lost the chapter, and then lost interest in the story, and all that. So it's been sitting on Fanfiction for years, with no update. That's bad. I hate leaving things unfinished.

So I am going to try and FORCE myself to finish this.

Since this was started two years ago, my writing has changed. I'm not the timid little child that wouldn't write any curse words or anything that had true sexual meaning. Okay, I'm still kind of that girl, but, I grew up. So, starting from this point on, the writing-style is changing. It's going to be longer, of course, and it's going to be written properly. Proper (or as proper as I can) grammar, better spelling, less sentence fragments, and all that jazz.

So if you were alerted to this story, and you clicked on the link you received from your email, I greatly thank you for even thinking about reading something that took years to continue. And if you just picked this story up, then continue reading.

Sorry for this long author's note, but it really had to be said.

Again, thanks and keep reading!

Chapter 9

Sammy paced inside Kimberly's living room as they all waited for Noella to get there.

"Can't you just tell us what you're obviously obsessing over?" Kimberly asked.

"I can't. My mom specifically said that she needs to tell you guys. Well…" She looked at Matthew. "I don't know if you can know."

"I already do." He shrugged.

Sammy turned and looked up him when he smiled brightly and tapped the side of his head. Alright then, it's going to be hard keeping things from him from now on…

There was a light knock on the door and Sammy rushed towards it. She yanked on the doorknob and opened it; revealing Noella.

"Finally you got here!" Sammy sighed.

Noella cocked an eyebrow. "You just called me, what, ten minutes ago? I had to tell my mom that Serena needed to talk to me. If it weren't for that, I'd probably be fifteen minutes away still. What's up anyway?"

Sammy smiled, "You'll see; well, actually, you'll hear. What my mom has to tell you, well, it's pretty amazing. I couldn't believe it." She turned to see Noella staring at Candace in confusion.

"That's my twin, Candace." She stated. Noella turned to her in shock, but didn't say anything. Kimberly grew impatient.

"Can we go already?" She snapped.

"Seriously." Candace said. "You're building all this hype and it's not as big as what you're trying to say."

"Now, now little girl, you need to keep your nice little lace underwear out of a bunch." Matthew said standing up from his chair. He walked over to Sammy and snaked his arm around her waist and tugged her closer to him. "Personally, I don't think she should be rushed. After all, you did know a lot more than her or any other of the girls. You had somewhat of an… advantage."

Candace's eyes turned and stared at his hand that was holding her, and Sammy could practically feel her body burning from how heated her glare was.

"Thank you, but I better get them to my mom. It's imperative that she speaks to them; you-" She said turning back to her twin, "Can do whatever you want; I don't care. We may be twins, but I will not take any commands from you nor will I fear you." She said before turning on her heel and storming out of the house.

Her blood boiled in her veins as she stepped outside the house; the wind blowing against her flushed face. She turned back to see Matthew walking behind her; his sister and Noella following.

"What happened back there?" Kimberly asked.

She shook her head and walked back to her house with her friends and walked over the threshold.

"Mom?" She called out. "I've got them!"

Serena walked into the entrance hall and smiled brightly. By her side, was her husband, clutching her hand possessively; as if he couldn't stand letting her go for even a moment.

"Noella, Kimberly, this is my husband Stanton." She said happily. "Samantha's father. Love, this is them." For the first time, she noticed Matthew standing so close to me, that we were almost touching. "What are you doing here?" She asked, a slight tremor in her voice.

"Is there any reason why he can't be?" Sammy asked her mother.

"Any reason why-?" Serena stuttered before Stanton cut in.

"Matthew Moore; it's nice to meet you." He said. Matthew gazed at him in shock before narrowing his eyes and nodding his head at him.

"Nice to meet you too."

"Serena… I'm going to speak to Matthew privately to explain everything that needs to be explained." He gazed at Samantha for a while before dragging Matthew away.

"Alright then… boy talk." Serena muttered under her breath bitterly. She turned back to the girls and whispered something under her breath.

The girls all stared at nothing in shock. Save the world? Goddesses? No way Kimosabe, that's not possible. Is it? What's so bad about it? If you think about it… Goddesses… But wait? Time limit? How long? One year? Two years? Three years? It's different for all of us… Why were we born at different times then? Seventeen is an unfair age to forget everything…

"Samantha… I need to speak to you…"

Sammy turned to her mom as her friends all ambled out of the door and Candace left saying that she was going to the park.

"What is it mom?"

"What is it about Matthew that you love so much?"

Her eyes widened at she stared at her mother; surely she was joking… "I don't know what you're–"

"Yes, you know what I'm talking about… I see the way you look at him, I hear the way you think about him- Your thoughts are practically screaming his name, you can't blame me for hearing them-" She added defensively when she saw my glare.

"I don't care for him." She lied smoothly.

"Sammy… It's not that you have a choice in the matter." Serena stated bluntly. Sammy blinked.

"What do you mean?"

"You can't control your feelings; believe me, I've tried. And… it's already kinda… predicted that you would fall in love with him… Well, more like foretold. It's your destiny to-"

"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute! What do you mean by that? I'm meant to fall in love with him? With Matthew? No way! There's no way that could be-" "There is a way-"

"Serena?" Stanton called out. They both whirled around and saw Stanton and Matthew standing in the doorway. "The girls already left?" He asked. Serena nodded her head.

"Mom, I'm going for a walk, okay?" Sammy said. Serena nodded her head, and Sammy started walking towards the door.

"Hey! Can I come?" Matthew asked. He didn't wait for an answer and joined her. His face seemed troubled and he was too busy concentrating on whatever was on his mind to see Sammy's similar expression. They were both lost in their own thoughts until Matthew turned to look at her.

"What was your mom saying when we entered?"

Sammy bit her lip and left her mind blank. "Nothing; daughter stuff that doesn't involve you."

"I'll tell you what your father told me if you tell me what your mom said." He persisted.

Sammy sighed, "Fine. But you speak first." Curiosity burning up inside her.

Matthew looked down and continued walking, isolating himself back into his mind. Sammy tried to enter it, but he had a barrier that almost seemed natural; as if his mind were a bank vault.

"You can tell me. If something's bothering you, I can help." Sammy promised.

"It's nothing that can be helped. It happened already; happened fifteen years ago," he muttered.

"What is it?"

He looked deep into her eyes. "It's about my background… My father wasn't Derek like we thought…"

"What?" Sammy asked shocked. Tianna was married to Derek for a couple of years. They didn't know how long, but Kimberly was supposed to be somewhere in there, and Matthew one year before her.

"You know what you're supposed to fight? The Atrox or whatever it is?" Sammy nodded her head. "Apparently, my mother was raped by it and got impregnated with me. I am the spawn of that… thing." He said disgusted. His face was troubled and his features became dark. "I'm half monster; that's why I am the way I am. I'm not even human!"

This was the first time that she heard Matthew speak like this; betrayed, vulnerable, disgusted…

"I am what you're supposed to destroy…" He whispered.

Sammy shook her head. "I can't destroy you… You're one of my best friends…" Her words affected him and his features darkened.

"Friends…" He repeated softly.

"Matthew?" She asked, "What's wrong now?"

"Don't' you get it?" He said, "I am the offspring of the worst evil in the world! I was created purposefully by him to kill you! That means…" He trailed off.

"Means what?" "That means I can't do this."

He grabbed Sammy's face and pulled her close to him. He swiftly tilted her head back and kissed her, almost desperately. She gasped and her eyes widened, but she didn't let go. She had never kissed a boy before; and frankly, she didn't know what to do.

She hesitantly brought her hand up, and softly brushed his cheek with her thumb. She then closed her eyes, and let Matthew continue kissing her. Bliss ran through her body, and she immediately felt the cold difference when he pulled away from her.

"I'm sorry." He said immediately.

"Don't be." She whispered.

"We shouldn't… I just told you-"

"What my father said; and like I promised, I'll tell you what my mother said."