Nevermore: My Version
Note: I do not own the characters in this story.
Chapter 1- Sinister
Angel's Point of View
I fly behind Gazzy, more terrified than I've ever been in my life. Rocks crash ominously around us, and between the screams, falling rocks, and gunshots, I'll have nightmares for the rest of my life. I see the light of the manhole nearby, and put on extra speed from my aching, soot-streaked wings. Strong hands grab me from behind, and I scream as loud as physically possible. I kick, struggle, and scream, reacting purely on instinct, but it's no use. I'm pulled back into a sterile room and one of the last things I remember before I black out is the now sinister face of Dylan peering out from the shadows. I motion for him to come help me, but unbelievably, all he does is stand there. I fight to keep my eyes open, but I can't help it. I collapse on the ground in sobs, and all I want is for this nightmare to end.
This is my first fan fiction, ever. I hope you like it.
