This chapter is different than the previous ones. You'll understand once you read it.
Time was something that no one could understand or control. Something that was impossible to break. At least that's what she thought until she started to become part of time itself.
"All you have to do is crank up the IV to eleven."
She was trapped, somewhere inside, unable to break these walls made of glass. She couldn't move or talk and her own body was out of reach as if she was possessed.
She was possessed.
She was under the mercy of whoever is in control and she watched in horror as her body moved on its own and accepted the request.
She watched as Chloe Price, the person who used to be her best friend die. She killed her with her own hands.
That was when she started to notice the cracks in the glass, and she was freed from whatever possessed her.
She became a murderer. She stared at the lifeless body in horror. The first thing she did was running away before anyone finds out.
It wasn't her fault. She didn't do anything.
She felt sick and confused and it felt as if she was thinking and saying and doing different things at the same time and it was as if there were two persons inside.
She was seeing things that weren't there. Having thoughts that weren't hers.
She saw pictures-memories- burning and changing. She saw a storm and a dirty bathroom. She was on the dorms' roof talking to someone that she should recognize but can't. She was thirteen and she watched a picture burning and a man walk towards some sort of light.
She felt blood rushing through her nose and she was in a diner filled with people she was unable to remember.
She watched as a storm raged outside and then a sound brought her back to reality.
The last thing she saw was a car rushing towards her.
She was the third thread to be cut.
However, death didn't mean the end. She didn't disappear. Out of the others Maxes she was the only one to be possessed by an alternate version of herself. A version that seemed more dominant than the others. So their thoughts were merged and she was trapped in the deepest corners of her counterpart's mind.
She saw the deaths, from storms and lighthouses and guns.
They were stuck in the same loop, one that always ends with their deaths in that week.
She felt every pain that her previous versions went through, she lived it. Therefore she was filled with nothing but hatred towards herself. The one who ruined her life.
Time was like glass, and once it breaks, it will bring nothing but chaos. She watched the glass walls that surrounded every corner of her counterpart's mind break.
Max Caulfield was the thin line between the chaos and order of time, but her emotions were controlling her, her sanity was leaving her and she was starting to become Arcadia bay's new storm.
She was standing in front of the last thread. The Max who ruined her life. Her existence might be tied to this version, but that didn't mean that she was going to watch from a distance.
She wanted to make her suffer, for every version she left behind.
She was going to become the worst of her nightmares.
Max was tied to a chair inside the darkroom, watching helplessly as Mark Jefferson took photos of the unconscious Victoria.
"You chose this Max." Nightmare Max said, and smirked as her counterpart stared at her with a mix of fear and confusion. "You go around, changing time and space, challenging fate. How many lives have you actually ruined?"
"I… I didn't ruin anyone's life!" Max answered, trying to avoid the glare coming from her counterpart.
"You killed Chloe."
"I didn't kill her-"
"You killed the Chloe from my timeline."
Max remained silent for a few seconds, shocked from the realization. "I didn't want her to suffer!"
"But you made Joyce and William suffer instead. And the only person they could blame, is ME. Not you. Who gave you the right to intervene into people's lives?"
She could feel Max's pain burning into her soul, but that didn't stop the pleasure she felt from hurting her.
She wasn't the one who had a lighthouse falling on her. She wasn't the one who was shot by Nathan Prescott in the bathroom. She wasn't the one who was run over by a car.
This Max was a coward who kept escaping death.
"Who gave you the right to play God in their lives?"
Time stopped and broken shards of glass were everywhere.
A new storm was created.
The first time I saw nightmare Max I immediatly thought of AU Max.
AU Max is stuck with Max because Max took over her body so that caused a little bit of chaos into AU Max's mind, which lead to her not paying attention to her surroundings. The story is basically Nightmare Max's pov as she sees the different deaths of her alternate selves, because all Maxes are connected to each other even if they existed in different timelines.
What's Ironic is that this is the only Max in this story who didn't have rewind powers. Oh and the storm still comes in this timeline so she was kind of doomed anyway except if she won the everyday hero contest but I decided to go with this road cuz in my story Polarized, Max accepted Chloe's request, so this makes more sense, and the last scene is from that story but from 's point of view.
Next death should be the last. Two more chapters to go.