This is another example of me being horrible at updating. Again, I am SO sorry that I haven't been very fast at this, I just get overwhelmed by all my school stuff, work stuff, and all the things life throws at me and forget. I really need to work on that, but that's nothing new I guess. Now, for some quick shoutouts. Thanks to those that favorited and followed, which are as follows, RagnarokNero, Vectrob11, tsukiyomi83, GoldMandalorianWolf, pipotroll1, Danny Boy 20000, N7 Recruit, and DIYEyal. Thanks so much for supporting this story, as inconsistent as it is. Hopefully, you'll be here for the long haul. Now, for the reviews.

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Anyways, this next chapter is pretty interesting so I hope you really enjoy it. Now, ONTO THE CHAPTER.

Revelations

Ms. Goodwitch raised an eyebrow to the approaching students, specifically Bryce, as he walked to the bullhead, obviously tired. When Bryce noticed her glance, and the look of waiting on the other teens behind him, he just sighed. "They'll need to know… they saw me using my powers."

Ms. Goodwitch simply nodded. "We can do that back in professor Ozpin's office. For now, we need to leave."

Teams RWBY and JNPR just looked at Ms. Goodwitch in confusion, not understanding what was going on and wanting a lot of answers to questions that seemed to get added to by the minute.

The flight back to the Beacon was filled with questions from the other first years that hadn't seen everything happen. Thankfully, Ms. Goodwitch deflected most of the other student by saying Bryce had dealt with enough problems today, and that he needed space, which was absolutely true. Just not for the reasons they thought of.

After reaching the academy, the nine teens lagged behind Ms. Goodwitch as she lead them all to Ozpin's office. The eight teens who didn't understand what was going on just looked between Ms. Goodwitch and Bryce as they walked into the room at the top of the clocktower. Ozpin sat in his chair, as if he'd been expecting them.

"Glad you all could make it," Ozpin nodded blankly at teams RWBY and JNPR, before turning to Bryce with a raised eyebrow, "are you okay, Mr. Anderson."

Bryce slumped into the seat before replying. "If you could get me some water and aspirin, that'd be great. I really don't want to waste anymore energy to summon any right now."

Ozpin simply looked to Ms. Goodwitch who sighed and walked off, grumbling. Once she was gone, Ozpin looked to each one of the eight expectant faces before him.

"I imagine you have many questions," Ozpin stated the obvious though for what reason, none of them knew for sure.

"I have one," Ruby spoke quietly. Everyone looked to her in surprise, as she'd been silent the entire trip here, which was amazingly unusual for her.

"Well, go ahead, Ms. Rose," Ozpin motioned to the hooded girl, "I'll answer what I can while Bryce recovers." Ruby nodded, before voicing her question.

"How?"

Ruby's simple question threw Ozpin for a loop. "Pardon?"

"How? How is he so powerful?" Ruby looked directly at Bryce, who was looking sadly at the younger girl, "How could he so easily destroy those grimm and stop that guy we couldn't even hurt. How…"

"How could he save your teammates when you were unable?" Ozpin finished. Everyone looked shocked that Ozpin knew about the events that had happened in Forever Fall Forest. Ozpin chuckled softly before continuing.

"Funnily enough, I had a video of a certain young man's perspective of the entire incident, that received from an anonymous source."

Teams JNPR and RWBY looked between each other, confused as to who could've sent the video, and which of the three guys present could've had a camera on them during that entire incident. Bryce sighed, and drew his sword. Everyone wondered what he was going to do with it, till he tossed it into the air, and around the sword from a spectral, blue avatar. It was dressed in a suit, but had no other noticeable traits besides that.

"This is Alpha," Bryce's voice was hoarse, "He's-" Bryce coughed a couple time, "He's my personal Artificial Intelligence system. He'll explain what I can't right now." Bryce rested his head on the back of the arm chair he was in as he finished speaking.

Weiss looked like she was going to faint. "Artificial Intelligence?" She squeaked, looking at the avatar before her.

"Yes, Ms. Schnee I am a Singularity level AI," Alpha spoke, startling the heiress, "But I digress. As Bryce stated, I am an Artificial Intelligence, designation Alpha, assigned to aid Bryce in situations, both in and out of combat."

"He failed to mention you to us during our first discussion," Ozpin pointed, looking slightly suspicious. Well, as suspicious as a man that seems to never betray his emotions could show.

"That was due to the situation he found himself, rather than a desire to withhold information. My A.I. unit resides within the sword," Alpha motioned to the blade residing within him, "As he did not have it, and in turn, me, he didn't see a need to bring it. We also later figured it would be good for our survival if no one knew of my existence."

"I thought he knew I could be trusted," Ozpin asked, sipping his coffee. Even though he was trying to hide it, both Alpha and Bryce could tell he was slightly hurt.

"It had nothing to do with you sir," Bryce spoke up, "but I wasn't sure how many people around me I can trust, and Alpha is very… special."

"How so?" Ozpin asked. Bryce simply waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, either way we're getting off topic," Alpha interrupted before turning to Ruby, "To answer you question, Ms. Rose, Bryce is powerful because he is not human."

There was silence in the room as they all processed this. Jaune was the first to speak.

"So… is he a faunus or something?"

Alpha laughed while Ozpin smirked behind his cup of coffee.

"No, he's not," Alpha shook his head, "Allow me to rephrase my statement. Bryce is not from Remnant, he is in fact an alien.

To say teams RWBY and JNPR were stunned at the revelation would be an understatement. A word closer to the mark would be awestruck.

It was at this time Ms. Goodwitch returned with a glass of water and two pills, which Bryce graciously accepted, thanking her before downing the pills with a quick gulp of water.

"Wait, are you serious?" Yang's mouth fell open as she blatantly stared at Bryce. Weiss scoffed.

"Don't be ridiculous. Space travel is impossible. Dust stops working when it leaves the atmosphere. Even the best of Atlas' research department can't find a way to reach space safely."

Bryce chuckled. "Good thing I didn't travel here by spacecraft.

Weiss recoiled. "What do you mean?"

Ozpin answered this on on his own. "That is quite the interesting story. Once that I can show you."

Tapping a part of the table, A holographic screen appeared in front of the eight students. On it, played a video of Bryce's arrival. All of the people present watched as the portal opened, spitting Bryce out. They stared silently as Bryce stood in the air, then disappeared.

"So, Weiss," Alpha said monotonously, "Do you believe our claims now?"

Weiss was silent, and crossed her arms in a huff. Ruby looked expectantly again at Bryce.

"How?" She repeated her previous question, and Bryce and Alpha internally face palmed as they remembered why they were explaining all of this. With this in mind, the two partners explained Bryce's powers. What Septonians were, Creation energy, Destruction, even a brief synopsis of Omni energy. He also gave a short version of the story that caused him to end up on remnant. The eight teeneagers listend in silence. When they finished explaining, Bryce waited for teams JNPR and RWBY to respond to the new information.

"Well…" Jaune said slowly, "that explains a lot." He was obviously trying to stay calm, but was failing miserably. His own shock was well displayed across his face.

"So, I'm confused," Nora started. "If you can travel between dimensions, why haven't you just gone home."

Bryce's face fell. This was a subject he wasn't too happy about. "I, uh, can't reach home… I'm stuck here.

"That doesn't make any sense. How can you travel here and not know how to get back?" Weiss reasoned, glaring, "What are you really doing here?"

"She makes a fair point," Blake added tentatively, "You must have a reason." Bryce felt a small bit of irritation and anger spike within him at the suggestion. It felt like an accusation that he'd willingly leave his parents, Aubrey and Ellie, ...Natalie. His anger grew as more people added to this with similar questions.

"If your story of how you got here is a lie, are you sisters a lie? Is everything we know about a lie?"

"Is anything you've told us the truth?"

"Why are you still here?"

"What do you want with us?"

It didn't take long for Bryce's anger grow to the point of exploding. And explode it did.

"YOU THINK I WOULD BE HERE IF I COULD GO HOME!" Bryce's voice reverberated around the office, scaring everyone in the room, except Ozpin and Alpha, who had seen the outburst coming.

"You think I would willingly leave everyone I know and love for some obscure, worthless desire?" Tears welled up in Bryce's eyes as he continued. "What in all of Remnant could you possibly have that I couldn't get back home already?" No one responded, so Bryce pressed forward.

"Well let's just TROUBLESHOOT here if you can't think of anything. Fun? Nope, I have loads of fun at home, especially with people I know! Friends? Definitely didn't need to come here for that, I have so many good friends at home? Dust? Dust is worthless to me in a society with powers that put those worthless crystals to shame. Love?" Bryce felt hot trickles of water flow down his cheeks. "I already have the greatest family in the world that I love with all my heart, and a girlfriend I wouldn't trade the omniverse for."

Weiss wanted to say something, but Bryce glared at her, cutting her off. "Maybe it's so I can fight in a new world, against new opponents. Nope, that's never mattered for me, I've been fighting for my life since I was four years old! Grimm? Definitely not, I already have soulless hell demons that try to slaughter us on a daily basis, only difference is THEIR SUCCEEDING!" Teams RWBY and JNPR felt their hearts ache more and more as Bryce went on, regret eating away at them. They felt the weight of their words as Bryce sobbed.

"Maybe I wanted to sit in a world I didn't know with no one I cared for and wonder if they're dead, if they've been killed by Nekropsychi or murdered by another warring species that already hates us. Maybe I wanted to sit here and fear that when I finally get back, they won't be there, instead I'll only find gravestones marking where their now six feet under, or even worse, they'll be one of the monsters trying to kill me!"

Bryce sat silently for a second, grinding his teeth together. "Nope, it sure as hell wasn't that."

Everyone sat in silence as Bryce cried, all the fears and worries he'd bottled up since he got here finally taking over, dominating his thoughts. Alpha turned to the eight teens. They all looked ashamed of themselves, Weiss and Blake especially, as Ozpin was silently watching them and Ms. Goodwitch scowled.

"I'm ashamed of you all," she glared at each guilty teen individually. "How dare you accuse someone like that when you know nothing of what's going on and what they've been through."

Ruby looked at Bryce, tears in her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry." She looked like she may join Bryce in her sobs, her own shame and sorrow reflecting sadly in her silver eyes. Bryce didn't respond. He just looked at her before wiping his eyes, and trying to calm down.

"When traveling between dimensions, there's a problem we always have to worry about known as dimensional weight. This omniversal phenomenon makes it so that when you travel to another dimension, it takes more power to travel back home. Think of it like diving into a pool with a weight attached to your foot. When you travel into the pool, it's easy jumping in, but the weight and the resistance of the water makes it even harder to get back out. Each pool has a different weight that attaches to you."

"Your dimension has a huge weight on it, making it nearly impossible to leave. That's why Bryce is here," Alpha looked to his wielder forlornly, "because he has no way to allow him to leave."

"And I don't know how long it'll be till I have the ability to go home…" Bryce admitted slowly, taking a deep breath, trying to calm himself, if not to just make explaining his situation, "The amount of power and energy I need to get home is massive, and I currently don't have the ability to generate that much energy very fast… I may not ever have enough to make the return trip."

Everyone was silent for a minute. The emotion of everything that he was going through was more than they had expected. They all could imagine what he was going through, and the feeling wasn't good. To be suddenly separated from everything you knew in a moments notice, and not know if when you return, if you return at all, that no one will be there when you do.

Bryce broke the silence after another full minute of silence. "So…" Everyone looked up at him as he spoke, "anything else you want to ask?"

Everyone was quiet, trying to figure out what was most important to them to ask. Pyrrha was the first to figure out what she wanted to say. "So," she whispered, "Why are you going to beacon then? I mean, you obviously don't need too, you're already have more training than the rest of us. What's making you stay here and attend Beacon?"

Bryce nodded at the question, acknowledging it as a good question to ask. His previous anger and despair finally diminishing enough for him to answer properly. "Honestly… it's because of two things. I really needed somewhere to stay, which Ozpin graciously offered me," Bryce said, nodding his thanks to the headmaster, who returned the gesture, and hope."

"Hope," Jaune asked, confused, "What do you mean hope?"

Bryce looked around as if he were contemplating something before he finally spoke up.

"To put it bluntly, at home, we've nearly lost hope. We're fighting what feels like a losing war, and it will never end, not matter what we do. But here," Bryce motioned to the view of Vale outside the window, "you're at a stalemate. You're in an era of peace, and while you're not destroying the Grimm entirely, you are for the most part stopping them. We wanted to help you keep that while we're here."

Blake looked at Bryce silently before voicing her silent concern. "Earlier you spoke of other warring species. And now you say that you're fighting a losing war. I feel like that implies more than just fighting monsters. What war are you fighting? Against who?"

Bryce stiffened and paled visibly. Even Alpha's projection faltered. This was obviously not a subject they like to talk about. It was only after several seconds of silence before Alpha slowly spoke.

"Bryce's species… the Septonians… haven't been received very… kindly, in our universe."

Ozpin arched his eyebrow as Goodwitch's brow furrowed. "What do you mean, haven't been received very kindly?"

Alpha responded as slowly as he had the first time. "Septonians had been targeted for their naturally brilliant minds as slaves, forced to build and create tech for other species. The constant attacks and kidnappings kept them from being able to build a stable military force to defend themselves with. It wasn't until the discovery of creation energy that this changed. After that, the Nekropsychi appeared and began to wreak havoc on the universe."

"Because the birth of the Nekropsychi was due to the Septonians, some species discriminated against Septonians. They weren't allowed to travel to planets they controlled, and they tried to not trade with them for as long as they could. It wasn't until Septonians became the universal super power that they changed their ways, but even then they're still hated and attacked on a daily basis, by factions that fear their continued existence or just hate Septonians." Alpha looked cautiously at Bryce, who was grimacing as Alpha recounted his species history.

"We've been called a lot of things over the years." Bryce said solemnly, wincing as he said each name afterwards. "Monsters. Mutants. Scum. Demons. Kako. The most common is diestramménos diávoloi, which loosely translates to distorted devils."

"Every week there's news of a terrorist attack in our major cities. Many of these attacks are secretly funded by other species governments, even though they'll always deny it and act like they're on our side. All because we're different. It seems even the universe hates us."

"We're both hated and feared," Bryce said, his voice growing hoarse once again, "Too powerful to have anyone do anything to us, and yet too different and unknown for people to think of as normal and not discriminate against."

Blake felt guilt grip her heart. She recognized what that was like. That exact sentiment was how people felt about faunus. Ever since the White Fang's turn to violence, people didn't as actively act out against faunus as they used to. Yet they were still mistreated and discriminated against by some. And others had only stopped out of fear of retribution from the White Fang. And here she'd been accusing him of ill intentions all because of what he was, and his situation. Just like so many others had done to her before she'd hidden her heritage behind a small, black bow.

Bryce sat quietly for a moment before shaking his head, and putting on a smile. "Surely that can't be it. What else do you want to know?"

Yang finally spoke. "Yeah, I got one." Bryce looked at her, a questioning look on his face. He hadn't expected her to have a question, if he was being honest with himself.

"Shoot."

"How are you so freaking strong!" Yang yelled exasperated, throwing her hands into the air. She was obviously trying to lighten the mood. It worked. Everyone chuckled at her frustration as Bryce laughed.

"Thanks," Bryce said as he finally regained control over himself, "I needed that."

"I'm serious," Yang huffed, crossing her arms underneath her chest, "I wanna know how you're strong enough to literally fall through a Goliath! That should be impossible!"

"Well," Bryce smiled, "That would be because Septonians are stronger than they look. Unaided by Creation energy I can bench around four thousand pounds, with Creation energy, that raises up to twenty thousand pounds. Then, by simply having Omni-energy, not even using it to aid myself, it jumps to two-hundred thousand pounds."

Everyone's jaw dropped as Bryce laughed at their faces. "WHAT!" Yang shouted, "You can't be serious."

"He's perfectly serious," Alpha said, smiling as well, "His max recorded strength was about three hundred thousand pounds in a single instance. And he's nowhere near the strongest. The strongest Septonian recorded was about to constantly lift three million pounds."

Now Bryce could see everyone's head begin to smoke. Bryce was sure he saw a blue screen in Yang's eyes, as smoke cartoonishly emanated from her forehead. Ruby noticed this and waved her hand in front of her sister, getting no response. She giggled as she looked at Bryce.

"I think you broke her." Bryce just snickered nodding.

"No kidding."

Everyone began to ask Bryce simple, quirky questions about his life at home, his powers, and his training. Bryce was one-hundred percent sure that he wouldn't be making pancakes for Nora with creation energy. He had a sinking feeling that would end badly.

Alpha smiled as he watched everyone began to laugh and interact with Bryce in a more relaxed manner, the questions they were asking him less serious. He went to comment on a particularly invasive question from Yang about Natalie, when he suddenly stiffened, and his astral body flashed red. Bryce noticed the small change, and the calm, happy feeling that had slowly been building up shattered into pieces.

"Alpha, please tell me you're just glitching." Alpha didn't respond. Instead his avatar disappeared the, and the sword flew to Bryce's grip. Everyone backed up as Bryce began to pale. The ten people who originated from Remnant shivered at the tone difference.

"Nekropsychi presence detected. Engaging in combat precautions." RWBY, JNPR, Ozpin, and Ms. Goodwitch watched in silent shock as Bryce's uniform disappeared beneath a set of combat armor that folded out across his body. The armor was a reflective blue, with purple conduits connected to different parts of the suit. A helmet covered his face, only being able to see through the black visor that covered most of the front of the helmet.

"Direction?" The voice that spoke didn't sound like Bryce's voice. It was older, and more robotic.

"Approaching Beacon, from the west. About five seconds out," Bryce turned to the appropriate direction, before glancing at Ozpin.

"Evacuate the students. There's not guaranteeing that they won't get hurt or killed in the oncoming fight."

Ozpin nodded, but didn't get the chance to do anything as a demonic scream erupted nearby. The screech froze all of those within the office except Bryce, all of them overcome by a powerful layer of fear.

Bryce cursed when he realized what was happening. The armor he wore was specifically designed to help the wearer combat Nekropsychi. It not only provided physical protection, but suppressed the genes that caused fear, panic, and distress to emerge in one's brain. And he had no way to give any of the ten people in the room a similar set of armor.

Looking to the window, which had shattered as soon as the scream had occurred, Bryce looked on to see the monster he'd come to know and fear. A black, humanoid figure stood in the sky outside the office. It's arms, legs, and chest were lightly covered by thick, white, boney armor. On it's face was a white mask, with only slits revealing its glowing red eyes that seemed to emanate evil intent. Half of the mask was covered in curving red stripes. A tail that had a sharp, needle like blade at the end flicked back and forth as it stood stock still.

Bryce readied himself for a fight. Nekropsychi almost always targeted Septonians above anything else, as that was their natural prey. Unfortunately, this seemed to be one of the rare times they didn't.

Bryce's mind processed what was happening long before the others did. Aided by Alpha's enhancements, Bryce watched as the monster charged at speeds invisible to the human eye towards a small red figure. Bryce reacted on instinct.

When Ruby's fear ridden mind finally processed what was happening, she gasped in horror. Standing in front of her, was an armored Bryce, the monster's arm sticking through his stomach. The creature looked blankly at the visor in front of it, a sword poking out of its own chest. Bryce was gasping for breath, pain causing his body to begin to shake uncontrollably.

When the creature spoke finally in a double toned voice, everyone shivered. "You don't belong here.

…

Universe H1

Bryce's Home Universe

On Septon, five people simultaneously felt a sever pain hit their stomachs, and fear gripped their hearts.

…

Ellie was Barely listening to what the teacher in her third grade class was saying. She was too lost in recent events. Her friend, her brother, her hero had disappeared.

A few weeks ago, Ellie had come home with her sister Aubrey, only to discover her parents in shambles, sitting with other military personnel. It didn't look like one of their normal meetings.

It was then she'd learned from her heartbroken mother that Bryce had accidentally traveled to another dimension and they couldn't reach him. He'd been declared M.O.D. Missing Outside the Dimensions.

Bryce had been Ellie's hero after saving her life during a skiing trip gone wrong. He'd always been there to listen to her, and tried to comfort her whenever something went wrong. She'd often found herself going to him looking for advice rather than her parents.

Ellie sighed as she looked down at the blank paper she was supposed to be writing notes down on. She'd been to worried about her brother to really care about school.

Suddenly, a fierce pain shot through her stomach, and panic gripped her heart. Even though she was young, she recognized the feeling. It was the Cardia connection.

The Cardia connection was something ingrained in Septonian DNA. Septonian DNA, unlike other species, was directly linked to their souls. Thanks to a weird evolutionary trait they'd developed, Septonians were able to develop deep, binding connections through their souls with other they felt deeply for, most commonly among family and lovers. The connection let all those who had such a connection with someone feel the pain another felt in a life threatening situation. It was nature's way of letting them know someone they loved was in danger so they could possibly get them help. Unfortunately, Ellie's eight year old body couldn't take that kind of pain.

Ellie fell from her desk, screaming in pain, clutching her stomach. She cried as the pain burned at her skin. The words and motions around her blurred as she sobbed. She barely registered her teacher calling the office for medical personnel. All she could think about was her brother, who for all she knew, was now dying, and cried.

…

Aubrey Anderson was indulging her grief in her story. Her book, Shattered Pieces, was doing well online, but she barely cared about it. Her best friend and brother was gone.

She'd been informed of Bryce's disappearance once she got home from school with Ellie. She was only a year and a half younger than her brother, but they were like best friends. They hung out all the time, going to restaurants, playing at the arcade with his other friends, watching movies. He'd been her rock of a brother, especially because she herself was such a tomboy and didn't relate well with the other girls in the academy.

Aubrey looked at the words she'd typed up on her laptop before she'd groaned and slammed the lid down. She wasn't feeling it today. She couldn't properly grasp the emotions she needed for this chapter. Not with how she was feeling right now with recent events.

Before she could sit up from her bed, she felt pain assault her stomach, and her mind became overwhelmed by panic. She cried out in pain and surprise, and curled into a ball in the bed.

"No," Aubrey sobbed, recognizing the devastating feeling of the Cardia connection. She recognized just who it was feeling the pain as her brother became the sole image in her head, one with him impaled on the hand of a Nekropsychi.

"Please, no…" Aubrey whispered, curling up tighter as the pain began to slowly ebb away. "Don't take my brother away from me again. Not again, please."

…

Zach and Eliza were frantically working on multiple computers in a private lab they'd rented from a friend. The council had decided to do nothing to save Bryce at the moment. Which, in the grand scheme of things, made sense. Bryce wasn't a necessary part of the council's plans, and they had much more important things to worry about, such as the large amount of Nekropsychi attacks, terrorist attacks, and multiple warring faction attacking them, thankfully unsuccessfully, on a daily basis. Btu that wasn't enough for the two of them. They wanted their son back now, and weren't just going to sit around and wait for the council to get to it.

"Are you getting anything?" Zach gasped in between breathes as he exerted waves of Omni-energy in an attempt to draw the universe designated RWBY closer to them so they could at least figure out a way to save their son.

Eliza shook her head in sad frustration. "Nothing. Not even a blip on the scanners."

"Damn it!" Zach yelled angrily, slamming his hands on the table in front of him. "Why can't we reach it?" Eliza sat in a nearby chair, and rested her head in her hands.

"Days of trials, study, and tests only to get nothing out of it," Eliza whispered shaking her head slowly. "What did we do to have this happen to us? What did Bryce do?!"

Zach walked over to his wife and hugged her tightly, trying to comfort himself as much as he tried to comfort her. "Nothing honey. Absolutely nothing."

Before he could say more, they both felt pain stab through them, and a brief image of their son stabbed through the stomach by the monster of their nightmares. Zach grunted in pain, and Eliza felt the wind get knocked out of her.

"No…" Eliza panicked, gripping her husband tightly. "Please no. Tell me you didn't feel anything just now."

Zach didn't respond, instead hugging her tighter. Eliza only sobbed.

"No, he can't die. Not when I can't be there for him." The grimm words were noticed by Zach, but he was unsurprised by them. The reality of their life was that it was expected they would die in battle or from an attack. The only comfort they had to gain was to die with the ones they loved around them.

"He won't die," Zach cooed softly, stroking Eliza's blond hair as his own tears slid down his cheeks. "He won't die us yet."

Looking up to the sky, Zach spoke softly. "Archon Almighty, please don't let him die."

…

The knocking on Natalie's door barely phased the sixteen year old girl. She sat despondently on her bed, staring silently at the blue, blank walls surrounding her room.

"Natalie, honey?" Natalie's mother called sweetly from the other side of the locked, wooden door. "Please, open the door."

Natalie didn't respond, instead electing to pick up a photo laying next to her. It was a picture of Bryce and her when they were eleven years old, playing games at the fair. They were both smiling at the camera, Bryce still holding Natalie's hand, as he'd been trying to help her throw the rings to beat the game.

"Natalie, you need to eat something," Her father's voice said from outside her room, "Only eating breakfast isn't healthy, dear."

"Please," her mother knocked once more, "Just talk to us. We want to help."

Natalie finally set down the photo and looked towards the door to her room .She knew her parents wanted to help and that it hurt them to see her like this. But she wasn't sure she could face them like this, let alone talk to them about this. She was too lost to want to work it out.

Before she could debate with herself any further, she screamed as pain erupted in her stomach. She felt unnatural fear grip her heart and a burning sensation grow from where the pain originated. The understanding of whose pain this was and the image that came along with it only caused her to scream more as tears cascaded down her face.

"Natalie, what's wrong!" Her father screamed. Natalie didn't respond as she was too overcome by grief and fear to respond. There were two solid bangs before her door crashed to the ground. Her father and mother rushed into the room, her father gathering the sobbing girl into his arms.

"Dad, I felt. I felt him get hurt," Natalie sobbed as she gripped her father's shirt. Her father didn't ask who, he knew who it was she was talking about.

"Shh, shh, it's okay hon, it'll be okay," he tried to comfort his daughter, but to no avail.

"NO!" Natalie yelled, burying her head further into his chest, more tears finding their way to the surface. "I didn't even get to say goodbye."

Whispering to herself quietly, she wished for a miracle. "Please don't leave me."

AN: Well, that just got serious pretty quick. Also, if any of you noticed, Shattered Pieces is the actual name for my friend aubreydemoux's story on Wattpad. Hopefully you'll all be willign to check it out, as it's a great story. It's currently in the top 5 for the werewolf category which is dang impressive, and I'm super happy to see her doing so well. I hope she continues to be successful, and I hope you guys can support her in her growth. But I digress. If you like the chapter favorite and follow it, and drop a review on what you liked. If you didn't like it, don't be afraid to leave a review telling me why, I always love to hear some constructive criticism. It always helps me build a better prodcut for you to enjoy. Well then I will be seeing you lovely people later, and as always, Stay Cool.