Hey guys! This is post Clockwork Princess so yes, MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD SO DON'T READ AHEAD. YES THAT IT INCLUDES THIS AUTHOR'S NOTE. There is only one thing different in my story and the Clockwork Princess and that is that Jem dies. Don't hate me! I love Jem! Read and Review!
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Tessa Gray runs around her New York apartment and looks for her bag. Where can it be? She remembers putting it right on the marble counter by the door last night after she had come home from a walk in the park. Tessa grumbles angrily and runs up the stairs and into her room. Her room's empty and pearl white. Her bed is the only thing in her room with color, her blankets a dark blue, and her pillows a beautiful silver, her two favorite colors. She never felt renovating her apartment. There is no one to show it off, no one to come and even bother if Tessa's keeping up with the modern world's styles. Tessa walks around the king bed and pulls open her walk in closet door to reveal an entire closet full of nineteenth century gowns and old, yellow paged books with only a few jeans and plain colored shirts hanging from the hangers. One book in particular sits the closest to the door on the tall black shelf Tessa had bought in antiques store. Tessa brushes the familiar red spine of, A Tale of Two Cities, the book that was a gift from her late husband and feels her eyes burn with tears.
Tessa picks the book up and slides to the ground. She pulls her knees up to her chest and sets the book on her lap as she gently turns the pages to her book marked one. There tucked between two pages are three pictures. The first one is a picture of Will and her standing next to their house in Wales and the other picture is one where a duck was passing by and Will was holding Tessa in front of him as a shield. The third and last picture she had of her past was one with the entire institute. Tessa was sitting in the front with Jem and Will standing behind her, a hand on each of her shoulders.
The pictures slip out of Tessa's hands as she starts to sob. She misses her old life where every day was an adventure, full of laughs, smiles, and jokes. But now, nothing is the same. Nothing is happy and wonderful like it used to be. All there is now is death, death and more death. All of her loved ones had slipped away into Heaven right before her eyes. Will Charlotte, Henry, Sophie, Cecily, Gideon, and Gabriel, her own children, and James had all died and now are gone forever. And through all of the sorrow she lived, she lived and suffered. They all haunt her dreams, every night, begging her to join them but she cannot. She can never be with them again for she's immortal.
She kisses the pictures one by one and slips them into the book. She silently closes it and carefully sets it back on her shelf of books. There in the corner of her closet, past a torn golden wedding dress is her leather brown bag. She grabs it and throws it on her shoulder as she walks out of the closet. She turns of the lights and starts to walk out of her room when she sees something gold and bright sitting on her bed. Frowning, she goes over to her bed and feels her heart come to a stop as she takes in the familiar necklace. It's her clockwork angel.
But how? She wonders. She had thrown it in the ocean the day Will had died; she had made sure that she would never see it again. And now, after so many years, here it is sitting on her bed like it was never gone. She reaches for the necklace and lets out a gasp as it starts making a humming noise. The mouth of the angel opens up and a small piece of paper slips out. Tessa pulls the paper out with a shaking had and unfolds it to find four, beautifully written words.
The time has come.
I'm sorry it's really short! I'll try to make the chapters longer and there wasn't much in this chapter. The next ones should be a little longer! So what do you think? How did the Clockwork Angel end up on her bed? And what does it mean by "the time has come"? Also, sorry if there any grammatical mistakes! I usually post the chapters quickly and then come back and edit them in the weekend.
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