This is just really short because I feel awful, but its summer break so I am going to be writing on here a LOT more. :) so happy. No more school stress, which is better for me, and better for you if you like my stories. This one is ending next chapter.

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Btw, read NewKindofCinderella's new story. She put a character I created in it and I'm pumped because she is a main character! Look out for Caroline Chester! :) I'm so excited to read her chapter.

May's POV

Chaos. Complete and utter chaos surging in on me, and all I can do is stand and watch it happen. I am trapped. How had we gotten here? How had we been stranded to this point?

We made it through the back doors of the palace, but the guards in front of them were all dead, covered in blood and ichor. I stared down at one and saw the slash on his neck, the bullet wound on the side of his head, planted right in between his eyebrows. They shot straight. They aimed perfectly. What else could they do? Would I find out?

My dad led us through the palace blindly, choosing random corridors to go down, making us lost in the never-ending labyrinth of this huge house. He said our goal was to get to the center of the palace, because that was most-likely where the safe room was. We all followed him, hoping to spot a guard or a maid, but the farther in we got, the bloodier the scene was. I had never seen so many wounded and dead in my life. My innocence was gone, and the images in my head were repeating over and over. I started to tally how many had died. My brother, seven officers in the past two hallways, six in the first three, ten maids in all, one butler, two attendants. Too many for me to handle.

When we got to the central ballroom, we knew there would be a way to the big safe room there. We searched for a good twenty minutes before coming up on a hidden door in the floorboards. It led down, a large spiral staircase winding down in a steep slope for a very long time. I couldn't see the bottom from here, and that scared me.

"May, Kenna, you go first; then mom, and finally me. No arguing. Just go." dad said urgently, holding the door open for us as we dashed through the entrance.

Once we were all in, we ran as fast as we could down the stairs and made it to a blocked door with two guards standing before it. Doing a double-take, one of the guards quickly seemed to recognize us and hurriedly opened the door to the safe room.

"May?!" someone squeaked in a strangled voice, "May? Is...Is that really you?"

I turned around to see my big sister in the princes arms, sobbing her eyes out. I ran to her and fell into her arms, shaking and crying; filled with relief at being alive, but turmoil at watching my bay brother die.

"A-a-a-amer-r-ric-c-ca!" I choked on my words, "It was so awful. Gera-"

"Gerad? Where is he?" she breathed in hard, looking around.

I think she realized at this point that our brother wasn't with us. He wasn't in the room, and that could only mean one thing.

A scream. A scream so piercing and frightening that I had to cover my ears and close my eyes as hard as I could. I felt all of her agony in that instant, and I think she felt mine and everyone else's at the same time. We all came to the true realization then, that Gerad was killed; and Gerad was gone. Forever.