Hey guys! Just a little FYI, I was listening to Lithium by Evanescence when I was writing this, so if you want to listen to it while you read the chapter, it would pretty much shape the mood of the chapter. It's a good song, so just a little something to entertain you :)

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Max's POV

I was standing alone somewhere in the middle of the forest in my new home in Forks Washington. All of the usually green trees were covered in snow and the ground had a thick layer of pure white snow. It was the middle of the night and there was a dense fog that was heavier than you could ever imagine. You couldn't even see the moon, let alone the stars that were supposed to be shining in the night sky. It was freezing cold outside, colder than anything I've ever experienced in my life. I looked down to see I was wearing nothing but a strapless ivory dress that fell down to the forest floor and my beautiful wings were out to their full extent.

If you didn't realize already, I was dreaming. When would I ever be wearing a skimpy dress in the middle of a freezing cold, snow covered forest? Heck, when would I ever be wearing a dress? Maybe when the world would turn upside down, keyword being maybe.

I took one step forward into the fog and walked through the utterly beautiful snow covered forest. Now it was obvious my senses improved, because I could see every detail of the forest perfectly as if it was bright and sunny outside, not pitch black with no light whatsoever. The details I saw of the forest scared me. As beautiful as the forest looked, it was as if the forest was petrified, brought to a standstill. There was no sign of life whatsoever. No wind blowing leaves around, no cute little forest creatures running around the forest, and no birds flying free in the invisible night sky. There was nothing except me walking cautiously through the forest. I shivered not just because of the beyond freezing temperature, but also because of the eerie atmosphere of the forest.

I also had the bad feeling I was being watched. If I'm correct, that's never a good feeling by any stretch of imagination. Because usually when you have the feeling of being watched, bad things happen. Very bad things, especially if you're a paranoid bird kid like moi.

I eventually came up to a small, dark pond, the only thing in the forest untouched by ice, fog, or snow. I walked up to it and took a glance into the deep black water. I held back a gasp from what I saw.

In the water, there wasn't a reflection of myself like there usually is when I look into a thing of water. Instead, there were images flickering on the surface. Images of Ella and Mom, my family who will always be there for me and never betray me. Images of Bella and Charlie, my new family who cares for me and puts up with my attitude. Images of pale strangers with red eyes that I didn't know, who seemed threatening with that greedy look in their eyes. Images of the flock, the traitors who broke my heart, my old family that I cared for when they were sick, when they were hurt, when they needed someone to talk to. Then there were images of Fang, the love of my life, my best friend, the one who abandoned me after I saved him from death. The images brought a tear to my eye.

They flickered by so fast, but to me it felt like they were displayed there for a lifetime. There was an image of Fang flying in the blue sky without a care in the world. He was smiling a true, genuine smile. A smile that I've never seen him wear in both of our lifetimes. Fang was happier than he ever was with me or the flock.

Then came along an image of the flock. They all had smiles on their traitorous faces, all at some sort of school that I've never seen. Nudge was chatting away, of course, with some other girl her age, probably talking about clothes and the latest gossip. Iggy and the Gasman were chatting away like they always were, working on something that's probably an explosive. Angel was holding Celeste, chatting away with the teacher and another student. Dylan was sitting in the back of the classroom, flirting with another girl who looked just like me. Wait…was that Max||? It hurt me to see that they were so happy without me, and that they found a replacement in Max||.

The next image was a long forgotten time of me and the flock, Fang included, at the old house with Jeb. Jeb was reading us a story, and I was squished between Angel and Fang. We were all in one big huddle, listening intently to the story Jeb was telling us. Fang and I had our wings wrapped around each other, trying to get comfortable on the floor. I felt another sense of betrayal; all of these people here had betrayed me. Fang had left me. The flock had kicked me out of their lives. Jeb left us without warning and never told me he was my dad.

The next image confused me. It was some sort of gothic building, something along the lines of medieval castles, with several people inside of it. One guy caught my complete attention. That one guy had bright red, milky eyes with a greedy look in them, ordering around other people with red eyes. Everyone in the room had extremely pale skin, just as pale as Edward's. The guy's pale skin looked ancient, very transparent and looked like paper. I shivered at the menacing aura the guy gave off, and was glad when the next image came along.

This image was of Bella, Charlie, Mom, and Ella. They were all on a boat in the middle of a lake fishing, Bella looking very bored and Charlie, Mom, and Ella having a blast. I then realized I wasn't there. It then struck me that what I was seeing was probably the past, present, and future. I was shocked and slowly backed away from the pond.

I then processed what I saw and the thought that struck me. This couldn't be real. I didn't get it. These images seemed so real, but they couldn't be true, right? This is only just a horrible dream, right?

These images are real Max, and this is no normal dream. Use them as a window to save you and the world, the Voice said in my head, and I fell backwards onto the snow. For once I wasn't annoyed at the Voice. It's been over a year since I heard from it, and was actually kind of relieved it wasn't gone.

I then stood up from off the ground and heard a soft rustle come from the trees. It was the only sound I heard coming from the silent, ominous forest, so my head instantly snapped in that direction. Somewhere beyond the wall of fog there was a faint silhouette off in the distance. It was a shadow with wings.

I decided to be brave and walk up to the silhouette, and I walked in that direction. It seemed like years, and the silhouette did not appear to get closer.

Agitated, I then decided to take up into the air. I took a running start and jump into the air, only to realize that there was no wind or air drafts whatsoever in the forest. I crashed into the snow and did some sort of roll onto my side. I laid down there in the snow, having a numb feeling leftover from the images I saw on the surface of the pond.

I laid there on the ground for a while, getting lost deep inside of my thoughts. I thought back to the time where I didn't talk, eat, or anything for that matter. When I had my depression.

I remember that numb feeling that I had deep inside, I remember what it was like to feel myself slowly slipping away. It was somehow satisfying, and I never wanted to go back to being myself. Being myself meant having to deal with the pain of betrayal of my loved ones.

It felt good to be in love with my sorrow. Though I was fading away, some small part of my brain refused to let go of the memory of being happy. That part always wanted to let go of the numb feeling I fought to keep, always wanting to be happy again. It was like I didn't want to forget how it felt like to be happy.

That small part of my brain couldn't hold onto me though, it let me slip away. It let me become empty inside. I let myself disappear, even let myself lose my will to fly, what I was born to do.

Even though I was pretty much gone from this world, Ella and Mom never gave up on me. They helped me know I wasn't alone, the one thing that was keeping me away from myself. They helped me snap out of it, and I finally let of the numb feeling I grew attached to, the feeling that will now forever be a small part of me.

When I was released from my thoughts, I opened my eyes to see that the silhouette was very close now, closer than it was before when I had been chasing after it.

I pushed myself off of the snow (which was pretty hard to do) and stood up. I walked forward toward the silhouette, my feet the only noise in this whole forest.

I gasped when I got close enough to see what the shadow was. It was Fang, with that emotionless look in his black eyes. He regarded me with cold eyes, and I stood there as still as a statue. I then found the will to speak.

"Fang," I whispered softly, and slowly came closer to him. The closer I came towards him, the more the already cold temperature seemed to drop. It was creepy to say the least.

Eventually I came close enough to touch him. I slowly dropped my hand onto his shoulder, and as soon as I brushed the top of it Fang moved and he slapped my hand away, an unforgiving look in his eyes. I took a step back in shock, in denial that he actually just slapped me.

"Fang?" I asked in shock, and he took a step backwards. He had a look that clearly said he didn't care for me anymore, and I felt deeply hurt by it.

"Don't touch me, you traitor. You let me die there all alone and you kept that Dylan in your life. Even when I left, you kept him close to you." Fang said with venom in his voice, and what he said really pushed me off the edge. Since when do I have feelings for Dylan?

"Hey, I went back and brought you back to life. And just so you know, I have no feelings for Dylan whatsoever. And besides, the flock kicked me out of their lives, and Dylan has found a new soul mate in Max||." I said bitterly, and no flicker of emotion changed in Fang's eyes. Why is it that everyone I loved and trusted my whole life suddenly turned against me? I don't get it! It just wasn't fair. Yet again, since when was life ever fair?

Just then, Fang did something I thought he would never do in his lifetime. He walked up to me, tightly grabbed my arm, and threw me into the forest as hard as he could. I screamed as my wings and skin were cut by the branches sticking out of the snow covered trees. It felt like my insides were being cut out, but not just by the branches. It was the fact that Fang did this to me, the one I trusted my life with.

"Fang, I forgive you. I don't know what you have against me though. I love you and would never do anything to hurt you like you just hurt me." I whispered numbly, knowing that Fang couldn't hear my whispers of forgiveness.

The last thing I remembered was looking down at my torn dress and gasping in horror at my cut body and wings.

I then woke up with a shrill scream, the loudest scream yet this past year for the most painful nightmare I had in my lifetime. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if I woke up everyone in this whole dang town named after a utensil!