At the Grave
I have had inspiration! I got it after my friend and I finished watching The Phantom of the Opera. This is a two-shot about what Fang does after Max dies. It's really sad. So if you don't like this ending then the next chapter is an alternate ending. I couldn't decide weather I wanted the ending to be happy or sad so I did both. I may not post the second chapter (but I probably will) if nobody reviews. So please RnR.
Fang P.O.V.
Max was dead. I watched her die. I held her hand as she died. I kissed her as she died. Now I feel like killing myself because she is dead.
She saved the world though. Not that I care anymore. It would have probably been better if she had let the world and everyone in it die with her. Because if she did that then I would be dead too. I would be with her.
I'm at Max's grave. We gave her a proper burial. We buried her by the lake. Underneath the hawk cave. She would have wanted that. We planted wildflowers over her grave. They are beautiful. Just like her. She was beautiful, even as she lay there covered in soot and with half her body melting from the bomb.
I see that Dylan has been here too. He really loved her. Not as much as I did, but enough. I come to her grave every day. I don't do anything but think. I remember all the memories. The ones I love, the ones I hate. I remember them all. I miss her.
But my flocks need me. My old flock and my new. I can't die just yet. I have to keep living for them. There isn't much to live for without Max but I guess I will make it.
I stand up. I walk away. Now there is a new rip in my heart. Every day without her gets worse. But I guess time will heal it. If it doesn't then I will die eventually. I can't see her grave anymore. I open my wings. I fly away.
Wow... I didn't know I could write something so sad. I feel like crying. But the next chp. is way happier.