I HATE COMPUTERS!

I just typed up this chapter and went to save i and then i deleted what i save and now i have to rewrite it GOSH DANDY IT!

( I wish not to disgrace anything so yeah here it goes again.)

By the way this is just a back ground chapter for why you will never see Paula Again... In this story.

so carrying on.
Disclamer: I own nothing but the words formed and strung together by the thoughts i myself created ... with my mind...

yeah

any way Tis the story.

Whereabouts Unknown

Ch. 7 Natural Causes

...Artemis...

I remember A few things about that day. For one thing Willow was five. The other is how I found her.

I remember walking down the Gotham City street looking up at the gray sky. The air was clear like after a long hard rain. I step through puddles with my rain boots enjoying this short time of healthy air. I got to the apartment building and found the door open. The manager yelled at me as i tried to close it.

"For once the air is clean! And you want to lock it out?!" I laughed a bit and left it open. I stepped towards the empty elevator and pressed the button for the 5th floor. I exited and walked towards my mother's front door, my hand pushing into my pocket to retrieve my was no need for that, though. The door was open.

"Ma?" I called out to her. She was nowhere to be found in the front few rooms. I walked towards my old bed room.

"Mom?" Still no response. I ran to her room, Pushed the door open and screamed.

"MOTHER!" I jumped towards her body. It was cold, like it had been there for awhile. Her limp hand stretched out towards the phone on her night stand. Just out of her reach.

I grabbed her, held her towards me.

"Oh mama, you said you wouldn't leave me." She was part of a long line - now - of people i would never see again.

I don't remember crying but I must have. I lost time and tears. My lungs filled with pollution and my soaked skin became contaminated with the dirty air.

"Mother, I have to go call for help now. They'll take good care of you. I promise."

She never did respond.

...Jade...

I remember holding Arty. she shivered into me as our mother was lowered into the ground. I remember she chose the words on the grave stone. It took her a while to choose them.

Good Person,

Loving Mother,

A Strong Woman.

There where never truer words spoken.

...Willow...

I only remember a few things about my grandmother. I remember her soft voice and her broken English, the way it calmed me down. I remember the thin fingers that made delicious food or the feeling of them running through my hair. I remember the tingles i felt when she did my hair, and the smiles it brought. I remember her chair. I remember when she would set me on her lap and roll me around her apartment. I remember these warm memories because I can no longer remember her face.

My anger has not faded! But it's okay this may have been a better chapter any way.

So Paula Died... of natural causes or so the official report said. I will miss her. T~T

She was a good character.

Well that was back ground.

Hope you don't mind. The next chapter will be up soon! Yeah

Also now blame my old computer for the lack of updating :D

Alright Bye!

(P.S. Like review update whatever it's called now! I appreciated any positive feed back)