Alright, firstly I changed my format a bit. The bold ones are for the last of the chapter, a phrase that Jade says that is timeless and exists throughout his time wandering a geuss you could call. All the memories he's having he is reliving so it's all in normal font. Now, the last time he saw her is italicized because it is very important to how he wakes up. And when he wakes it's regular font since of, course, it's what's happening now.
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The last word was uttered. The white golden world around him took a beating as his eyes flinched in the bright light. It was all there and then he felt time rip towards him like a wild animal. It was all he could do to keep his eyes open.
Then, the world bottom out.
"Oh, come on. You know you love me." Jade's haunting words jetted through his mind like a hot severing pain that made him realize that he was still alive after everything.
A small silence entombed his mind and what he knew of being alive as he floated. Or, at least, that's what he thought he was doing. Then, his vision came into play with his senses as his mind woke up from wherever the spell had taken him.
Chris knew as he opened his mind to the memories that they would hurt. It was everything he could do to stop the pain from filling him up. All the moments, all the words, and all the things she had done. All the big things that had brought them to her last breath as well as all the small things that had passed between them retched their ways through his mind as he waited to wake up to the time and place he needed to save her.
"Call me clever, but I believe that those there chocolate chip cookies shouldn't be black," she laughed at him.
His sight opened up to him again. Everything around them was in a fog or a blur. She was the main focus and she was the one the spotlight was on. She was the only one there that mattered.
Jade was there with him in his mother's kitchen. She was giggling about how he'd burned the chocolate chip cookies that he had been baking for his mother. He grabbed one of the crispy black things that looked like a mutated form of cookies and then he offered it to her. "Oh, come on. You know you wanna taste some of this."
She backed up with her hands held defensively up in front of her. He kept coming at her with the cookie outstretched in his hand towards her. She laughed and started running away as fast from him as she could. He dropped the burnt cookie on the pan and chased her.
Her long black red hair flew in the breeze crazily covering her face as she looked back at him. Her cherry red lipsticked smile was only a half smile that he could see from the side. She couldn't help laughing at him and it was slowing her down. Her blue eyes were a stormy baby blue color now.
The ocean was behind her now. He could hear the waves. In a way, he could see them but they were a dark gray as well as the world around them. They were the only thngs in color there.
The oceans waves brought to him the smell of salt. The waves moved slower then usual. They reminded him of some old machine that was tired of turning.
Jade had a orange shawl pulled close to her as she shivered in the cold breeze of the ocean. It was sunset. The sky was black with white clouds and a little gray tinge in the areas the sun was still melting over. The sun was surprisingly the color red.
It was sunset and she was with him. It had been one of the few days they had been together that he hadn't had to leave in the middle of it because of some demon attack.
"Would ya hurry up, Christopher Columbus. I have a place to show you that is so complete awesome it will knock your pants off." she called back to him as she moved through the cold wet sand barefoot.
Christopher Columbus. He had forgotten that she used to call him that. She barely had used that nickname with him since she had found out about what he was.
"I knew it all along. You only wanted to get me out here alone with you for your ulterior motives. You're after my body, aren't you?" he teased her as he ran up to her and started to walk her pace through the sand.
"Well, maybe not your pants. Maybe your feet off the ground or something. Of course, you won't get the whole effect of its grand beauty if you dawdle and wait for the darkness." she told him as she ignored his teasing.
"I like the darkness."
"Oh, yeah. I know." she smiled at him as she blushed.
She was with him now in her garden. The smell of roses, devil's paintbrush, and lilies emblazed their way into his nose. She was all dressed up in a little red dress that glimmered in the small amount of light that her yard lanterns were giving them. Above them the stars were shining brightly.
She ran up to him and curtseyed in bare feet. Her toenails had been a bright purple color.
"Monsieur, I do believe you owe me a dance." she told him in a cheap French accent.
"Right." Chris replied. "But Madame has forgotten that I don't know how to dance. So I would rather sit on the sidelines and not look like a fool."
She shook her head at him giving him a sideways glance," Who's here to know? Come on, it's about time I find one of your weaknesses. After all, I was starting to think you were some shade of Superman."
"Oh, well. I can be. You know." he told her.
"Get over yourself and prove it." she replied as she lead him out to the middle of the yard.
If she only knew.
Before he could protest she had taken his hands and propped them clasping onto her hips. She clasped her own hands behind his neck. Her long dark reddish black hair fell down her tanned neck as she looked up at him.
Right after he had gotten the hint and figured out how to dance without stepping on her toes she'd smiled at him so congratulated. Then, she had looked down at both their feet moving over the dark green grass.
Jade had given him a small mischievous smile before she had stepped up onto his feet.
Immediately, he had stopped dancing and she whacked his arm. "Now, come on. This way you don't sweat the small stuff like stepping on my poor defenseless feet again."
"Fine," he said rolling his eyes and then he kidded. "But you are kinda heavy."
He hated to admit he was actually enjoying himself. Beside the fact he didn't really like dancing that much or anything.
"God, I never realized how freakishly tall you are compared to me," she burst out once he had gotten used to her being on top of is feet.
"Shhh. Maybe, in our next lifetime." she whispered to him. He couldn't quite place when or where she had said that to him because he was already somewhere else in time.
He had been hurt. A dark lighter had shot him and a vampire had gotten the chance to get a bite out of him in his weakness. His family hadn't know. They had went on vacation for once in a blue moon to the Bahamas. Where, he was also supposed to be, but he had pretended to be going on a walk by himself the last time he had seen them. Instead, he had come here to Jade's backyard and looked up at her window.
Light had been behind it. She had been awake doing something still.
Then they had attacked him while he had been thinking of her. All he could do was orb to her...
Chris felt her pull away from his arms. Again, he felt hollow as he saw her start to go towards the door. Everything was moving so fast for him. He didn't get how she could just be in love with him, then angry with him one minute, and the next she was leaving him. Only a minute before all of this had happened they had been kissing as he'd led her to the door.
She had been going home. They were going to meet up the next day to practice for the part of the Shakespeare play project that they had together in English class.
Now, here they were. She was saying goodbye to him. She was breaking up with him. He was losing her right after he had found her and found someone who could be trusted with his secret.
He wasn't going to give up though. He promised himself that one silently. He wasn't going to let her go without a fight. Not when she as one of the best things that had happened to him.
It was then that a demon had shimmered in. He hadn't known. He had been too distracted with the world moving so fast around him as it changed rapidly as he watched her go to the door. She had had her hand resting on the doorknob. He had caught up with her.
Jade had took a breath and looked back at him. She had had tears in her eyes. She was about to say something. At the time, he had hoped it was just that she was going to say it was joke or something like that. Instead, she just looked at him for a long moment. Her dark blue eyes fading into his as he had started to move towards her again.
Then, her sky blue eyes had moved to a spot behind him in surprise as her mouth had opened. Whatever she had been about to say to him before was gone as she called out his name in warning. "Chris!"
He hadn't even had the time to turn his head it had happened so quickly. Just as her words had made sense in his mind a fireball had come flying out of no where. It hadn't been aimed at him though. It had barreled forward and rammed right into Jade's chest as she cried out.
She flung back jarringly and hit the stained glass doorway. Her eyes were still filled in shock. Her pale pink lips were still open from crying out his name. Then, her body slunk slowly to the ground as he saw her eyes darken in deaths grip.
"Maybe, in our next lifetime."
Chris felt the real world again. It was all around him. It was filtering its way into his consciousness as he slowly woke up from the memories.
He knew he had to wake himself from these fit full memories that were attacking him as his body was stretched though time. He had to wake up. He had to save her.
He didn't have time to just sit around and be happy knowing he had another chance. He had to wake up now. He had to.
He felt like he was coming back from the dead. Chris raised his head and opened his eyes to the bright sunlight glimmering down on him.
His head went off the deep end. A mind splitting head ache came into play as he quickly grabbed his head in his hands. He felt like rocking back and forth like a lunatic the pain was that bad, but he fought the urge.
His brain. It felt like it was reshaping itself or something. He guessed it had to since the time and memories he had just lived through hadn't ended with Jade dying. Well, her death hadn't happened yet and that was the only good thing about this mind blowing head ache.
It had worked. He was alive and soon he was going to be able to move again. Hopefully.. He was going to be able to move again and then he would save her.
His body felt so numb. He felt like he had been entombed in ice for a long time and he was just now defrosting. Everything had just become so weird.
Chris slowly opened his one green eye to the world. He heard words being spoken around him but he couldn't quite figure out what they were or even what they meant.. There was talking going on around him. He heard a few laughs.
It didn't make much any sense to him why there would be laughter.
The sunlight streaked into his one open eye and gave him another mind blowing headache of a seizure. Alright, I will be fine. I will be fine. He kept trying to think.
Of course, words in his brain, especially happy motivating words weren't being taken at the moment. Instead, he felt like his brain was puking back up his optimism by torturing him more.
Chris opened his other eye and took a slow breath.
As soon as both his green eyes were opened he felt his brain, his mind, his head, or whatever it was that hurt so damned badly stop.
Time let go of him. He felt normal again. He was alive and well.
Now, all he had to do was find Jade and get her somewhere safe.
Chris rubbed his eyes for a second and heard a few rare giggles around him. Again, he realized something wasn't quite right with his settings.
Then, he pulled his hands from his face. He wasn't so sure he wanted to know what had happened and why there was laughter. He had to though. He had to figure this out before it was too late.
The school room opened into his sight. The black chalkboard in front of him had millions of little scribblings that he could never really decipher from his teachers handwriting. There were a few windows open to his side letting in the cool breeze and that was where the sun was coming in to hurt him from.
Chris swallowed as he rubbed his eyes again and took it in.
Beside him Eric nudged his arm as if he wanted his attention for something. In front of him Annabel was just giving him a 'You dumbass why were you asleep in class' look, and on the other side of him he realized his teacher Mr. Brodbecker was pissed.
"Oh crap." he mumbled as he realized where he was.
He was in school. But this couldn't be right. He was supposed to be at the Manor. He was supposed to have a few minutes to save his girl from dying.
He wasn't at the Manor though. He was anywhere but. He was in hell now.
He sure wasn't in Kansas anymore.
"Welcome back, Mr. Halliwell. I sense you enjoyed your little cat nap well, did you not?" his teacher asked him.
"What.. I well. Mr. Brodbecker. I am sorry. I uh.. Had a headache."
"What, Mr. Halliwell. Spit it out. Or is your head still bothering you so badly that you want to go to the office and sleep it off in the nurses office?" his teacher quipped in annoyment.
Chris stared at his most hated teacher speechlessly. His brain kept screaming this can't be right! This can't be!
This is all wrong. I lived this already. Why am I here?
Mr. Brodbecker's bad breath retched itself over Chris as he pulled back a bit and waved a hand in his face. He didn't realize what he had done until he'd seen the anger in his teachers black eyes as they slitted to bloody pulps.
"Mr. Halliwell. Do you want a detention?"
"No," Chris got out.
"Then, I advise you get this answer right. How many people were arrested in the Salem witch trials?"
"I.. Well. "he stuttered.
"Are you going to spit out the answer before the class is over, Mr. Hallwiell?" his teacher badgered.
He knew this. Chris knew he knew this. He was just.. This was crazy. This wasn't right.
"One hundered and forty one people were arrested. Nineteen were hanged and one was crushed to death." a voice answered the teacher.
All of the students who had turned in their seats to see Mr. Brodbecker berate Chris for sleeping in his class then turned to look towards the doorway to the classroom where the stranger's voice had come from. All the ones who had been laughing at him earlier turned in surprise to the newcomer.
In the doorway, Jade stood calmly. She had her hand on the strap of her black backpack, and her head was tilted to the side as she waited to find out she was right. Her long black and red streaked hair was falling to the side and shining in the sunlight. Her blue eyes glittered as she smiled confidently at M. Brodbecker.
She wore all black making her look gothic or confident or sophisticated depending on who was looking at her. She was confident. It just radiated off of her in rays of light as she waited. Something no one else in school possessed.
Her look enveloped the whole classroom of people. She looked at the teacher as he gulped in a breath and nodded that she was right. It was like she had bewitched the whole class within a few moments.
Her gaze finally found his as she smiled at him warmly.
This can't be. This can't be right. Was all he could think as he watched her.
It was Jade's very first day of school at San Francisco High he realized.
He was back at the beginning.
Then, the world went black as he fainted.