Hey, people! Okay, so this is gonna develop into my new story, Terminal Love. You will see why it is titled as it is.
I am still working on my other two stories. And I will continue to write those and post on TLS. I don't plan on updating ITE until I get out of school in about 12.5 school days. So that is only weekdays, Monday-Friday. But I am going to continue on TLS. I just wanted to get this out in the open. I apologize if this is a little too short for your liking. But this is only the preface. I plan on updating soon on this. But it won't have the almost daily updates as TLS. I will update once a week at the most. Maybe a little less time in between. It depends on how much I write and how popular it is.
Anyway…
Disclaimer: I own nothing even relatively close to being the rights to Kelley Armstrong's Darkest Powers series.
Two Years Earlier
We were zipping in and out of rooms, rescuing people from the Edison Group HQ after we got rid of Diane Enright and Davidoff. Chloe and I were one group and while the others split into different groups to go all different places.
Right now, Chloe was using a zombie to attack one of the guards we ran into while I took on the other three. It wasn't very hard for me. They all went down easy.
I was finishing off the last one when I heard it. A gunshot followed by a scream. Chloe's scream. Then the sound of a body hitting the ground, gasping for air.
As quick as I could, I ran over to her, knocking the guard with a gun unconscious before he even saw me coming. Chloe was laying on the ground, blood pooling around her small body, bullet in her heart. She choked out a barely distinguishable 'Derek?' and I went and sat next to her, her head in my lap as I stroked her hair. "You're gonna be all right. Don't worry, you'll be fine," I whispered to her over and over again.
I could hear her heart beat faintly, the sound slowing until it stopped. "Chloe? Chloe!" I said, my voice depressed and drenched with sorrow. I gently shook her shoulder, but got no answer. Chloe was gone.
I never planned on loosing her. Chloe was my mate. The only girl I would ever love, and now she was gone. I could never smell her sweet scent again. I could never hear her soft voice again. Never kiss her full lips again. Never see her beautiful blue eyes full of love again. She would never come back to me. She lost and I wasn't able to stop it from happening.
My fault. It was all my fault. I didn't keep her safe, and now she was gone. Her aunt Lauren would blame me for this. And I blamed myself.
"Chloe…" I choked out when the wracking sobs that had over come me seemed to had halted for a second.
Sooner or later, I had to face everyone else. I had to take Chloe back to them, so that she could be given a proper burial. I wouldn't go to the funeral no matter how many times Dad or Simon tried to convince me. I couldn't. It would be to hard.
I closed my eyes and let the only tear I can remember shedding fall as I picked Chloe up for the last time. I would give her to her aunt and I would leave. I would get as far away from here as I could, only checking in on Dad and Simon by phone. It would be to painful to hang around them with all the memories of Chloe around.
Chloe's body felt weightless in my arms. A empty shell of the girl I love. I had to take her back to her aunt and leave. And that's what I'll do.
I walked mechanically back to where we would all meet up. They were all there. Everyone.
"W-What h-happened?" Tori asked in disbelief.
"Guard shot her while I was distracted," I said, placing her on the ground. "She's gone." My voice broke at the very last part. I had to leave now.
I turned on my heal and ran. I had a cell phone that we had bought back while we stayed at the safe-house, so I could call when I needed to.
I ran. I ran until I had no clue where I was. I would think by now that I was somewhere near the border of Canada. This would be far enough away.
The phone in my pocket buzzed. I ignored it. Most likely Dad or Simon. They would leave a message. And I would listen to it later. I didn't care what it was about. I didn't care about anything now. My heart felt like it was ripped from my body and now all I had left was a black hole.
The pain would never go away.
*dives into a bomb shelter and waves white flag* I know, I know. How could I do that to Derek and why would I kill Chloe? Don't worry. It will all play out. Just wait. You will see. You will see.
I know. It's short again. But this is only the preface. It's getting kinda late so I'm gonna go to bed right now. But I might, if I wake up to at least five reviews tomorrow morning, write chapter one and post it instead of homework.
Review, please.
~Macaela
