Hi everyone! I know you all are wondering about all the new stories I have posted. I just wanted to go ahead and start them so here is my newest story called: Hello's Always Lead to Endings.

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Hello's Always Lead to Endings

Chapter 1: Prologue

It was a cold and dreary day for the weather. But, that was normal for the small town of Aston. I slowly made my way through the winding cobbled streets stepping lightly around merchants, children, and others. No one spoke to another and the air seemed to be filled with a quiet serene.

What you might ask was this about? Well, no one in Aston really spoke to anyone else unless a question needed answered and so on. I should probably tell you who I am.

My name is Marixum Coven. Many people though call me Maximum Ride or Max. I am about five feet seven inches tall. My hair is a dirty blonde with light and dark natural highlights. I have perfectly shaped almond chocolate eyes with a tinge of silver in them.(A/N: I didn't want to do a casual or over used style of eyes. Read on now.)

I followed the small current of people as I headed toward the small shop I owned called, Maximum Designs. As I finally reached the small entrance I stepped up the rickety old wooden stairs that have been there for ages. The dark green door of the shop awaited for me to reach it and insert the copper key into it. As I pushed open the door I heard movement from inside the back of the shop. Huh… Angel must be back from her brunch with our good friend, Nudge.

I closed the door and hurried to the back parlor to hang my Winchester Air Coat on the lightly carved ivory hooks that lined the polished oak walls of the room. I looked over to see young Angel sitting at the round desk in the middle of the room. She had papers scattered around her with an old antique glass bottle of glistening black ink. A beautiful light silvery blue pheasant feather laid perfectly next to it.

As I walked over to her, Angel looked up at me with her pretty sky blue eyes. Her hair was put up into an array of delicate blonde curls framing her heart shaped face perfectly. She smiled and said, "Good day, Maximum. How do you do?"

I nodded in return and she looked back down at all the papers around her.

"How are the papers for the orders going? Do they even fare," I asked humbly.

Angel looked back at me with a serious expression. I could see her brow furrow as she said, "I'm afraid we are behind on our Spring Collection order from Matisse Calloway. She sent a letter not too long ago asking for you to meet for lunch tomorrow at noon."

I smiled and said, "Why send a letter to Mr. Goldwin to make a reservation at the Red Wing diner for two." I moved to grab a few files from my desk while saying over my shoulder, "An please send a reminder to Catharine at Crowning Street that we need the fabric samples by Tuesday next week."(A/N: It's right now a Friday in this setting. Just a heads up.)

Angel said, "Right away Maximum. Anything else?"

I shook my head no and headed for the front part where the store was. I looked into the cash box to see the billings we made for the week when the front entrance door creaked opened with a groan. I looked up to see a tall man standing in the doorway.

"Good day, sir. May I help you with anything?"

The man just shook his head and turned to the left side of the door to come face to face with five bookshelves filled with rugged looking books of all sorts of genres and sizes. I watched as he made his way over to the shelf closes to the wooden counter and look through all the books there.

After a few more minutes, I went back to working on counting the bills. That's when I heard the man ask in a deep rough voice, "Where did you find the book Tata Lyn?

I looked up at him and smiled saying, "I can barely remember. It's been what seven years since I got that book. I do remember though that a young lad not much older than I was, gave it to me. He was very kind. Then one day he just up and left. Never saw him again."

The man nodded and said, "Do you remember what he looked like?"

I thought for a moment that answered, "I believe he had dark black glossy hair. His eyes I think were a very dark brown almost the color of midnight. And that he had olive-toned skin and always wore black from what I knew. Other then that I don't remember anything else."(A/N: Just a heads up. Max can't see the man's face looks like {yet})

I looked at the man and watched as he moved over to the counter in front of me still carrying the book in hand. Once he was standing directly in front of me, he said, "What would you say if you got to see him again?"

What was he talking about? I didn't quite get his words so I asked, "Um…I guess I would be a little speechless and a little surprised. Why?"

The man just stood there for a moment before he reached up and pulled off his hood.(A/N: Book is on counter.)

I stared agape as the man of shadows turned into the grown up version of the boy I had met so many years ago.

He spoke just one sentence, "Because he's back."

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Max: Hey Silver!

Me: Hey long time no see.

Max: You bet ya.

Me: What have you been up to?

Max: Checking out stories on Fan fiction.

Me: *grins* R&R?