So basically this takes place after the One. It's a bit of a mix of AU and Clarkson and Amberly's deaths in the One

Happy reading!


The palace guards pull out a gun and starts firing at the crowd. All hell breaks loose. Gunfire exploding, people screaming their last screams. It is chaos. But above all that noise, Maxon and America can hear it loud and clear— "Come on, guys, get the King and Queen!"

Maxon and America run to the safe room. Guards everywhere are protecting them, forming a tight circle. No one can get the King and Quen without shooting down the guards first. But there are too many of them. They arrive at the entrance. They are safe. Without a second to lose, they rush into the safe room. They are safe. They are safe.

But not quite.

When Maxon pushes the hidden door open, the guards guarding them pull out a gun. "Not so fast, your Majesties." One of them says, smiling an evil smile. "You guys walked into our trap."

In the blink of an eye, one of the other guards take an aim at Maxon's heart. He braces himself for the pain to come. But it doesn't. America jumps in front of it, and the bullet is embedded in her skin. She crumples to the ground. "AMERICA!" Maxon screams. She doesn't respond, but he swears he can see her chest rising and falling a bit. She's alive, but barely.

Some other palace guards, this time, real ones, rush to the scene and take out the Southern rebels posing as palace guards. When they're all dead, the palace guards rush to America' side. She is bleeding heavily, they shot her in the chest. She doesn't have much longer to live. They gently carry her to the safe room and set her on the ground.

One of the guards, Officer Leger, sinks to his knees. "Mer," he whispers. "Don't go. Maxon needs you. I need you." Maxon feels a twinge of jealousy. Who does that guard think he is? Sure, he was America's ex, but she's married to Maxon, not Aspen! Aspen's married to Lucy!

America smiles faintly. "It's alright, Aspen. You can survive without me. I'm just a sister. Kamber and Celia are, too. And Lucy can be there to help." She pauses, and coughs out a bit of blood.

Maxon takes her small, beautiful hand in his. "America, please, don't go!"

America shakes her head. "Even the best doctor in the world can't save me now. My time has come. I have to go. Never forget me, Maxon. Marry Kriss so he can be your queen. I love you. I believe that you will be a great king. I love you, Maxon."

"How can you give up your life so easily for me? You sacrificed your life to save me! Why?"

"Because sometimes it's worth it to give your life up to someone you love. Cherish this "second life" I gave you, Maxon. You may never get another one. I—" she doesn't finish her sentence. Her hand falls limp. In a moment, Maxon can feel her radiance, her beauty, her life, slipping away. She's gone.

"I love you, my dear America." Maxon says and loses it. He cries. He doesn't care who's watching. The love of his life is dead. Suddenly, he feels someone hugging him. Aspen. He has tears in his eyes, too.

America's death brought them closer together. Only if it wasn't through the one person's death they cared most about.


Seems like I have a real knack at writing death scenes. I wonder what wrong with me...? Okay, I promise, next one-shot/drabble won't include a death! Okay?

Sawwy if you cried. I hate making people cry :(