I know I need to stick with one fanfiction! But I always get the best ideas when I'm already writing something!
It had been two years since it happened.
You're probably wondering what I'm talking about, so, in spite of myself, I will tell you.
They killed them, they killed them all.
Everyone except Nudge, angel, Gasman, and Iggy.
They killed the rest, though. Fang, Mom, Ella, Brigid Dwyer, Jeb, even Sam and the Red Haired Wonder. They wiped out half the navy, they bombed the submarine we were in.
Everyone except those four.
I remember it so clearly.
Begging for it not to happen, begging for them to kill me instead.
The worse part is, I had a front row seat to it all.
Mr. Chu had taken me, and when everyone was looking for me, they attacked.
They injected poison into Fang, slit Ella and mom's throat, bombed the submarine and drowned the people in it, Bombed half the navy, and took the remaining four to some underwater facility.
The horrible part of it is, they all died, every last one of them, because of me.
Then they just let me go.
I gave up about a year ago.
So now I'm living in a cabin in the woods in Forks, Washington. My name is Cassandra Huddleston. I'm nineteen years old. I don't have wings, I'm not sixteen, I don't have a loving family, and I'm not a brave, strong, independent girl.
That's Maximum Ride,
she died two years ago.