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Devi/Nick POV

Telepathy/ flashback

I DON'T OWN JONAS OR HONOR SOCIETY, BUT I DO OWN THE BOSS AND DEVI!!!

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"The Boss wasn't there, was he?" Joe's voice was quiet and filled with shock.

"That's impossible, Joe. He was shot in the back of the head by his evil sister, who turned out to not be evil."

"Um, Kevin? For once, Joe is right. I even called the police station, and they told me they only found a black face mask, no body." Stella's voice was quiet calm, considering the dead was walking again.

…….(Devi's POV)

It took two hours, but when we were finished, we were new people on the outside. We both starred into the floor to ceiling length mirror, and for the first time in our short lives, we truly hated what we saw.

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Devi's POV

I was alone in a black room that stank of dust and mold; a smell I knew well. The room was large and bare, but for some reason it cast fear into my heart. Everything was silent except for the pounding of my heart and my quick intake of breaths. Panic rose to the size of a mountain and started taking control of my sanity. My heart all but stopped when a white figure materialized about twenty feet away.

I realized the figure wasn't appearing, like a ghost, but rather walking out of the thick gloomy shadows that clung to every spot in this room. I gasped when her face came into my vision.

She had long curly brown hair, very much like my own, and her eyes were the same shade of blue. She was only about 2 inches taller than me, and her very presence seemed to fill the dank room with warmth. Her long pale arms extended slightly towards me, and a loving smile light up her pale features.

"Mom?" I dared whisper. My mother nodded, tears running down her rosy cheeks. I took a step toward her but she shook her head and pointed behind her. I looked where her finger pointed and my hand went to my mouth.

4 more figures were walking towards us. There was Jane, Leon, Johnny, and Lucy, my old family.

Jane was as tall in death as she was in life, and just was calming. Her dark green eyes starred into mine, and I realized hers were brimming with tears. She swept her long red hair over her shoulder and smiled at me, putting an arm around little Leon.

Leon was 10 years old, but he had a very mature aura surrounding him. Being a runaway, he had to grow up quickly, and he never got to enjoy being a little kid. But when he saw me, his bright green eyes lit up joyously, and he moved his straight black hair out of his eyes. His smile tugged on my heart as I saw the little boy in him emerge.

Johnny was on the left side of my mom. He was 13. His light sand color hair was pushed out of his deep brown eyes. His pale arms held his most prized possession: his guitar. He looked up at me and allowed a small smile to grow upon his sculptured features.

Lucy, 12, was Leon's sister. Like him, she had black hair, but it was cut short, resting just below her ears. Her pale skin was dotted with freckles and her gray eyes shone brightly with happiness and intelligence. Lucy was never one to smile, but we always knew when she was happy by the way her unique eyes sparkled, like a flash of lightening shooting through a storm cloud.

It was my mother that spoke first. Her voice was filled with love and sadness. It was almost exactly like mine, but older and wearier. "I am so proud of you, my daughter. You lived through a life in which most people would rather die than see. You are beautiful and mature beyond your years. I just wish I could be by your side and watch you grow into the amazing women I know you will be."

Tears were falling faster than rain from my eyes. "Mom…" Jane spoke next. Her voice was filled with the same laughter it always held when she was alive.

"We are all proud of you, Devi. You lived when we could not, and there is not one day that we don't miss you." Leon interrupted her, his high pitched voice filled with seriousness that most adult couldn't accomplish.

"We love you Devi. You are like a second sister to me and were always by my side when Lucy couldn't be. I wish I was by your side right now."

Lucy put her arm around her brother, and spoke in such a thankful and love filled voice that triggered my tears to fall even faster. "I don't know what I would have done without you to watch over Leon. I always felt better when I had to leave him, knowing that you would never leave him and would always be there for him. I owe you so much Devi, but I have no way to repay you. I just want you to know how thankful I am to have a sister like you. I wish…well, we all wish…we had the chance to say a proper goodbye."

Lucy was looking at me, tears raining from her storm cloud eyes. Johnny looked at me and said just a few simple words. "You were the only one who could see the real me and bring him out. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have lasted more than a week in this group. Thank you."

They all starred at me with such love and kindness and thanks, that it broke my heart, but in the good way. My mother raised her arms to me, and I ran, eager to feel the arms I always wanted to feel, wrap around my shoulders.

But when I was three feet away from touching my mom, a sword was thrust violently through her stomach, and pulled out. She grabbed her stomach and her eyes found mine. I watched the light and life leave her blue eyes and she fell to the ground, her head inches from my feet.

I turned to Jane, and she was watching me fearfully. She stretched out her arms, and I did the same. Our fingers were inches apart when a loud bang from a gun was heard. A bloody hole appeared in Jane's head and she fell backwards, away from me.

My voice wasn't working as I tried calling her name. I turned to Leon and Lucy, and I saw Lucy forcing Leon behind her. Their arms reached toward my and Johnny. But before I could extend my arm to them, Leon screamed and I turned in fright. Johnny was lying on the floor, in a pool of his own dark red blood. A dagger was sticking out from his head.

I turned back to Lucy as a second bullet was fired. It hit her directly in the head, in the same place was Jane, and she fell forward, leaving her brother alone and exposed. I ran and stood a few feet in front of him. I fell to my knees to be his height, and motioned for him to come to me. He started walking to me when the third bullet found its mark.

I cried out in terror and pain as the last of my family was taken away from me. My head was in my hands, and I didn't care what happened to me. I waited to feel the bullet, sword, or dagger to find me and take me from my never ending misery, but it never came. Instead, all I heard were two sets of footsteps, and a cold laugh.

I tensed, knowing that laugh. I unwillingly pulled my head up and met the eyes of the murderer, wishing that it wasn't who I knew it was. But my wish wasn't answered and I looked into the cold and hateful chocolate brown eyes of the attacker. Nick stood over me, chuckling at my pathetic tear stained face, and the Boss stood behind him, and hand on Nick's shoulder.

"Do it." Nick obliged, and waved goodbye. He raised the gun to my face, and his finger tightened on the trigger.

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I shot up in bed, my heart thumping rapidly against my chest and my breaths were ragged and uneven. Tears streaked down my pale face and my hand covered my heart. I hated that dream. Normally it was the Boss that killed my family, but seeing Nick standing there with the gun and a bloody sword at his hip, with murder in eyes made the dream so much worse.

Knowing I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, I quietly threw the covers off of me, and glanced at the still form of Nick. He was still asleep in his bed; thankfully I did not wake him with my nightmare. I turned away from him, and walked up to the window and watched the once calming moon. I raised my hand to my face and admired how the paleness of the moon's rays seemed to make my skin glow. I looked away from my hand and watched the dim outline of the city flicker as its occupants turned on and off their lights. My thoughts drifted to Macy, who I knew would be heartbroken and crying into Stella's shoulder. I thought of Joe and Kevin, searching hours on end for their lost brother. I found myself wishing that Nick and I could regain our lost lives without putting anyone into danger. I couldn't stop the tears from falling from my eyes as I thought about our heart broken families. I hated putting people in pain that didn't deserve to feel it.

I felt two cold hands come to rest on my equally cold shoulders. I looked behind me and saw Nick, watching me with a worried expression. Not a word was exchanged, but his eyes expressed his worry and questioning as to why I was up.

"It's nothing. Just a recurring nightmare. I don't want to talk about it." I whispered. He nodded and stood next to me, just watching the fading outline of the city.

"I miss them too." Was all I could say. Again he nodded, but this time his eyes held a pain and sorrow filled look that cut into my heart. My hand went to his, which was still on my shoulder, and he wrapped me into a warm hug. I rested my head on his chest, listening to the calming beat of his slow heart, and together, we watched the moon make its slow journey across the night sky.

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JOE'S POV

Macy, Stella, Kevin, and I were starring out Nick's window, at the moon. Kevin's hand was placed comfortingly onto my shoulder, and Macy was silently crying while Stella held her. We all felt the pain, the loneliness, the heartbreak. We all wished that we were able to see the signs that the Boss was alive, and we wished there were signs to show us that Nick and Devi were still alive.

But alas, there were none. So all we could do was wait for a sign to show up. We all knew that the news would soon be reporting Nick's disappearance, and that would spark a massive search, so we still had a shred of hope that he would be found. But deep down, we all knew that until the Boss wants them to be seen, they will be as invisible as the wind.

So, we all settled for starring at the once calming moon, and hoped, prayed, and wished our brother and our "sister" were doing the same.

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Koutai: Hi. I had the idea for Devi's dream last night, and I had to write it. Hope it didn't disappoint too many people that this story went nowhere with this chapter. Oh well…until next update!