Hi New Readers! I thank you already for clicking this far and (hopefully) continuing to read my story below. I loved the show and when they cancelled it, I took matters into my own hands, imagining what happened to Chloe, Alek, and the gang. However, I am also a fan of respecting what the writers originally envisioned for the character's journeys, so my story takes place after most of the events of the never filmed movie "The Nine Lives of Chloe King: Salvation" (which is avaible to read online if you just search it, and I would recommend it since it will help with the context of this story) Otherwise: I do not own any of the characters or the script to the movie, I just continued it. Enjoy!


I found myself back in the one place I swore I would never return to, nonetheless, sitting on the roof of Chloe's house gave me some sort of familiar sense of comfort. I knew I should have never returned for a visit to San Francisco, but Jasmin had practically begged me, saying she couldn't deal with the pain this particular day held alone again. So, despite all the pain this city reminded me of, I came. It wasn't easy, especially since a tingly feeling that something was going to go wrong had filled my chest ever since stepping off the plane. It was the feeling I used to get when Chloe would be in danger.

Upon arriving to the new apartment (neither Jas nor I could stand to stay in the old one after Zane's attack) that served as Mai headquarters, I found the reason for the numbness. There was a package addressed specifically for me in curly script and no return address. I immediately recognized it to be from Chloe, and news from Chloe never meant anything good ever since she left. That was five years ago… to the day.

Five Years Ago to the Day

I dropped everything I was doing when I got the call. My brain wasn't forming full thoughts, just bits and parts of the message Jasmin had relayed to me. There had been an explosion in one of the downtown office buildings. The only problem was this particular building held the offices for Meredith King's work. And the part that made me pick up my speed was that Chloe was supposed to be on her way there to pick up her mom for the special birthday dinner I had planned.

The same dinner I was prepping at her favorite Chinese restaurant when I got the call. Damn! I should have never have left Chloe alone today especially since it was her birthday. It was extremely likely that the Order would have attacked her today for the pure reason of ruining her special day. I just prayed to Basset that the Mai warriors watching her at this moment would be strong enough to restrain her from entering the building to save her mom. I couldn't even imagine if she was already in the building, I wouldn't allow my brain to think like that.

I only ran faster to get to her. She hadn't lost a life in four years, since that night in the warehouse. And I wasn't going to let her lose another.

I pumped my legs harder and made the final leap onto the roof of the office building across the street. I could hear the emergency vehicles wailing on the street below, but the size of the flames and the size of the hole in the building meant their help would be useless.

Smoke was pouring out and filling the air, but my Mai senses locked onto one thing and one thing only. The newly 21 year old standing in a stunning dress meant for a special night of celebration standing at the edge of the roof, gazing into the blaze on the other side. Her soft honey curls blew slightly in the wind, a sight of beauty amongst pure hell.

"Chloe." I called as I approached her. From the way her muscles were tensed I knew she was poised to attack anything that came near her now. That's why all her protectors were spread out along the roof, but none dared to go near her.

At the sound of my voice I could see the slight release of tension, but she still didn't turn to face me. She continued to stare at the fire. I finally reached her side and she slowly looked at me. One side of her face was illuminated by the light of the fire, the other cast in dark shadows. Both had streaks of tears running down her cheeks.

"Alek." She whimpered as she buried herself in my chest. My arms instantly incased her body and pulled her closer, letting her know I was there for her. At the sound of her sobs I wished there was something I could do to soak up her pain, to let her live the happy and full life she deserved.

"They're taunting me Alek." Chloe whispered into the folds of my shirt.

"What?"

"The Order. They're just flat out taunting me. When I left my house there was a timer counting down, telling me time was running out. I didn't know what it meant, but I was turning the corner to see the building when it hit zero and there was an explosion," she choked the words out with great pain. "It was planted in the middle of her office, Alek… there were no…. survivors."

"Shhhh, Chloe." I stroked her hair as she trembled. I knew there was nothing I could say that would be the right, but I had to let her know just one thing, "Chloe, this isn't your fault."

Chloe tensed in my arms as I spoke my words. She shrugged away my embrace and stood to face me once again, only this time she eyes were not filled with tears. Her eyes had the most menacing look I had ever seen.

"How could you say that Alek? Of course it's my fault. All of this has always been my fault." She gestured to the disaster still raging across the street and to the Mai warriors littered around watching for signs of incoming danger. "Don't you get it? They wanted me to see the explosion and not be able to do anything about it, because I CAN'T. The Order only showed me the truth tonight. I am a walking death trap and there's nothing I can do to protect those around me."

"Chloe! No, that's not true!" I stepped towards her, to hold her again, to stop the flow of words that were causing both of us pain. How could she still not understand how precious her lives were?

She backed away from my advance. "No, Alek it is. How many near death experiences have you had because of me? And now my mom is dead Alek! SHE IS DEAD!...It's just so hard." Her voice was barely above a whisper for that last sentence. I didn't know if she was talking about the loss of her mother or the constant stress of being the Uniter. But my gut told me it was both.

Chloe had turned back to the scene at hand and we stood in silence as the humans below fought the flames. I wanted to hold her again, to wrap my arms around her and shield her from the world, but over the past five years I had become a Chloe King body language expert and this was one case where she wanted to stand alone.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the fire was finally put out. "Chloe," I called again to pull her out of the daze she had entered, "we need to move you to somewhere safe; you've been in the open too long…" I stepped towards her.

"No."

I was taken back. "Excuse me?"

"No Alek. I can't. It's time." She faced me once again and the look in her eyes sent shivers down my spine. Their normal bright blue had been replaced with the darkness of pure determination. It was the same look I had chasing after Zane all those years ago. It was a look that could only be brought on by major loss.

"Time for what Chloe?"

Her face softened with a different sort of pained look. "Oh, Alek, you know. You always knew. You knew this was coming deep down." She words were weak but each hit me with a painful blow to the gut.

"No, Chloe, you can't mean that." My heart rate increased as my brain registered to what she was referring to. "No no no no no no no no. You're not going to do that, Chloe."

"Alek." Chloe whispered, closing the gap between us, and grasping my face in her hands. They were eerily stable for the girl who couldn't stop shaking moments ago. "You know I have to, it's always been this way. Tonight was just the start, the sign that it's time."

"Chloe…" I warned, grabbing her waist, trying to hold her back from what she was talking about.

"Just know that I do love you Alek, this was never your fault." She echoed my own words and then pulled me forward into a kiss that lasted mere seconds, but was filled with enough passion for a lifetime.

When I opened my eyes from the kiss, Chloe had miraculously managing to escape from my arms and was standing at the opposite edge of the roof. None of the other Mai had ever registered how fast she moved.

"Goodbye." She mouthed, but my Mai senses heard her loud and clear. And then she jumped. She jumped from the top of a ten story building. Leaving me behind.