Hey Guys! Here is chapter six! If you have any ideas please comment! I may or may not be able to work out an Asperica scene. Very, very iffy for me. If you want me to do any cool POVs tell me! Thanks a bunch! Enjoy!

America:

The footsteps must have been a guard or maids. No one came. All of a sudden I heard laughter.

"Hello everyone!" It was Celeste. She was awkwardly happy. We all faked a smile. Kriss rolled her eyes.

"Maxon sugar, you never took me for a walk." Ugh Kriss just shut up! I thought to myself. I quickly tugged my ear. Maxon tugged his before he started talking.

"Uhh…I suppose I simply forgot. My apologies, Lady Kriss. Maybe another time." Maxon's gaze fixed on me. I knew Kriss realized that. Her eyes rolled back. I smirked.

"BEEEEEP!" The rebel alarm sounded. Bullets flew over our heads. Guards were dead on the ground. We ran. Maxon wasn't there. Was my worst nightmare coming true?

A rebel used a lighter and lit a curtain on fire. Crap! The other Elite were running everywhere. None of them was considering Maxon. It had to be the southerners.

"Maxon? Maxon? Where are you?" The palace was in flames. I ran, searching. There was a rebel over Maxon, and a red puddle under him. Someone was shaking me, pulling me. I was sweating.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed.

"Let's go!" It was a rebel. I screamed harder. I grabbed onto a table, and dug my feet into the carpet. My hands were burnt.

WE'RE COMING was plastered all of the walls.

WE'RE HERE, followed the last phrase. The rebel was yanking my hair.

"NOOOOO!" I cried out. I grabbed a glass of orange juice that was on the table and smashed it over the rebel's head. He fell to the ground.

I ran over to the rebel that was cutting Maxon's wrist. I smashed a plate over his head.

"Maxon? Maxon, stay with me, please!" Cut on his stomach was WE'RE HERE.I sobbed into his shirt.

"Don't go Maxon, please, I love you!" I cried louder.

"I-I, c-choose-y-you America." I kissed him hard. He wasn't going to die. The palace walls were crumbling around us. I pulled on Maxon's arm. He clutched his stomach. Somehow he managed to get up.

I looked at all of the exists. Blocked, of course. I thought about the safe room. Perfect. I grabbed his hand again and ran as fast as I could.

Maxon kept running. I was surprised. We found our way to the safe room. I opened the door, and closed it once Maxon got in. There were towels and water in a first aid kit. I took them out and wiped Maxon's cuts. I grabbed a band aid. Thank goodness.

"Thank you America, really." I smiled. My heart ached, as if something was still wrong, I was forgetting someone, or something.

"BANG!" A dent was put into the door. Maxon pulled me close, holding me in his arms, protecting me.

"BANG," another dent, "BANG," another, "BANG….BOOM!" The door fell. There stood a shadowy figure.

"Found the love birds, alert the president." It was Aspen. Was he a rebel?

Maxon:

"Officer Leger? You're a rebel?" He didn't respond. He just shoved us through the doorway and into the very damaged palace. Were there any survivors?

"Shut up, your highness." He said sarcastically. We made our way through the gardens and out into the open field behind the palace. There was a dark, menacing forest.

"You aren't taking us in there, are you?" America asked, frightened.

"You really are stupid, aren't you? Of course I am you idiot!" Leger responded.

"Oh I'm sorry was I supposed to be offended by that? Because the only thing I am offended by is your face." America countered.

"Says the girl who looks like there is a pumpkin on top of her head."

"So this is coming from the guy who fell down the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down?" America really was fierce.

"If I threw a stick would you leave?"

"I've had snappier comebacks from a bowl of Rice Crispies!"

There was complete silence until we reached a tree with leaves covering the bottom. Leger removed the leaves, and walked in first.

America:

"Run." I whispered in Maxon's ear. He nodded, and ran in the opposite direction of the trees. I followed. We made our way out of the forest when we found out that Aspen was on our tails.

"FASTER!" Maxon yelled.

"Anything for you, your Majesty!" Aspen yelled. He got closer. I found a stick on the ground and chucked it back. It hit Aspen in the head and made him fall to the ground.

We realized we were back in the gardens. We made it. Clean up already commenced. The Royals were nowhere to be seen.

"Where are my mother and my father?" Maxon called. No one answered.

"What about the rest of The Elite?" I asked. No one answered.

I looked over at Maxon. He was crying. I realized I was too. I ran over to him. He held me in a tight embrace. Was everyone gone? What about Mary, Anne, and Lucy? What about Celeste and Kriss? What about King Clarkson and Queen Amberly?

"Is it just us?" I asked. Just then, I heard heels clicking down the hall.

"MOTHER?" It was Kriss.

"Maxon! You're okay! Oh, I thought you had died!" She ran in for a hug. Maxon didn't hug back. He looked dead inside. More clicking began. Maxon's eyes beamed. It was just Celeste, who waved at all of us and walked away immediately. That was strange.

"Maxon? Are you here?" It was Queen Amberly.

"MOTHER!" He ran into her arms. Something wasn't right. Amberly's face was bright red, her eyes were bloodshot, just as Kriss' were this morning. Oh no.

"Maxon, I need to tell you something." She pulled him over to the corner of the room. Maxon's face appeared as Amberly's did.

"Ladies, Maxon will become king faster than we expected, due to, incidents. I am sorry to say, that King Clarkson, is no longer with us. Maxon must choose within the next 3 weeks. I am very sorry." She was choking back tears. She ran up the palace stairs and into her bedroom.

Maxon turned toward me, and I opened my arms wide. He cried into my shoulder. Kriss gave me a jealous look and walked back to her room.

"What am I going to do America?" He asked.

"Follow your heart, and make the right decision. So basically do what you always do." I responded. He smiled at that. He kissed me deeply.

"Thank you America, for being here, for staying, for being mine. I don't know what I would possibly do without you."

"I couldn't live without you Maxon Schreave. I love you too much."

"I love you more." He responded.

"Impossible."