Quick note, the guy I call Marc is the nasty guy in this chapter, I thought it best to mention now incase anyone got confused =]

D POV

" So you see, that day Fangy boy here got his ass saved by a girl half his size," she said with a chuckle. Well that explains that one. Suddenly Igs face screwed up and two seconds later I knew why.

" Yes dearest dog butt what do you want now," I sneered at I. Damn rogue eraser. He doesn't work for the school or anyone, no, he is the result of an eraser getting it on with a human.

" Now now Debra, no reason to get so hostile with me," he said feigning hurt.

" What do you want," Emma bit out trying to stay calm. Neither of us have much like or tolerance for the boy as you can see. He turned to Emma and sneered.

" Oh keep your pants on, I'm here to warn your little friends, after all Emma, you are a murder. Ha ha by the looks on their faces they had no idea. Yes sweet little Emma. A blood thirsty killer, not only did she masacre a bunch of good people, she killed her love, Owen wasn't it? And you burned down the building too. Not even ashamed. But you know you're pathetic, you should leave all you do is cause trouble. You killed your boy. You killed my father. You deserve to die and rot in hell you no good piece of trash. Freak. Well now you all know the truth, I'll be on my way. Toodles." He walked away laughing leaving all of us in shock. I turned to see Emma her face straight, eyes closed, her head down. I was about to speak but Ig beat me too it.

" Emma….is…is it true?..D..did you ll Owen?" Iggy whispered in a broken voice. It was a fair question for him to ask but at the same time a very stupid thing to say.

" Ig..Ig..I.. I don't know," she croaked out and it was obvious to me she was holding back tears but before I could speak, she brought her head up and thecond I saw the expressionless look of stone on her face I knew this wasn't good. She blinked, turned and sped out the door. Each of us shared a look before running out after her, taking flight as soon as we were out.

We flew for hours just trying to find any trace of her all the while I explained to them what had happened that night and about Marc and his freak mutant ass face.

" That ass! It wasn't even her fault besides you don't even know if he's dead you just assumed he was!" Ig yelled as we frantically searched the skies for her.

"No Ig, there were feathers…charred feathers. His feathers. Pretty sure he's no more," I said in a hushed tone. I don't blame her for it at all I mean, neither of us know what happened completely, she did something and I was curled up, afraid. But the smell, the feathers all pointed to one thing.

" Hey, what's that?" said Fang pointing down. Bellow us, just after the line of trees. On a ledge was a dot. A paceing dot. A person looking dot. The dot stopped and let out a heart wrenching cry which went right through every one of us. The figure moved closer to the ledge and stood looking down. We exchanged paniced glances before decending to the nearest clearing. As soon as we hit the ground we took off as fast as we could towards the ledge. Twigs scraping along our arms and legs but we didn't care, all that mattered was we got there in time. Before something bad happened.

We burst through the line of trees and her head snapped to the side and she stared at us through the corner of her eye.

" Don't. Just please don't do anything. Please." I said to her.

"Come on your better than this, you know it wasn't your fault. We don't know what happened to him he could be alive for all we know." I tried to reason with her but she laughed a cold laugh and shook her head.

" No. No, Debra. We both know he's dead." She laughed again and turned , her tilted head lifting up. Her eyes shining with raw emotion, suddenly flashing with anger as she ran a hand over her hair.

" You just don't get it do you? I'm not innocent. I'm not good. I. Am. A. Murderer. I don't care what you say. You believe what you want but deep down you know. You know that I killed them in the most inhumane way possible. Could you live like I do? Could you go through each day dwelling on the past? In the knowledge you murdered so many people and you didn't even understand how? Could you deal with the guilt and the pain knowing you were responsible for the death of the only one that ever made a difference to your life? No. No you couldn't Because you. don't. get. It." Her voice gradually rose louder and louder. The fire in her eyes burning bright as her anger rose. Her hands started to glow and you could feel the heat even from our distance coming from her small form. I tried to step forward but was constricted by the arms of Iggy. Obviously now afraid of her. He had never known her to be like this. She backed closer to the edge.

"Emma come on, don't. Don't…" She cut me with a bitter laugh.

"Don't you see?" The fire in her eyes replaced by a look of defeat. She looks so tired now. " this is the only way. All I do. Is hurt people. This way I can't do anything to hurt anyone any more, your better off without me." The way she spoke, so quiet and calm just made the situation all the more worse. I knew what she was gonna do. I knew. Just like my dream. I already knew there was nothing I could do, the future was set. I was going to lose her.

" No, you can't please don't do this you're stronger than this please," I begged and pleaded from the comforting arms of my love, restraining me.

"Not anymore, I wish I was but I'm weak. I'm sorry, I just can't do this." She stepped closer to the edge.

"See ya on the other side." A Sad smile dawned her face as a lone tear made its way down her cut cheek.

"NOOO!" I screamed thrashing to free myself to reach her, to save her. She stepped back. Saluted. And dropped off the edge and as I was about to turn, I saw a red grey blur shoot down behind her..

"AGHHH NOOO!"