She arrived at the gate.

It was about 100 feet tall and connected to an invisible fence that surrounded Apex. The gate was covered in 24k indestructible gold that glistened when the sun hit it. It sparkled like the water on hot summer days.

She approached the front desk on Colton and stopped, looking at the lady.

"HI Marsha, you beeped me."

"I know." She said, handing up a white tag to her.

Gabriella held what very few Apexians held.

It was like a golden ticket, but it was white.

"Are you serious?"

Marsha nodded. "He requested you."

"There is no way he requested me. No way."

"He did." She said.

Gabriella jumped off her horse, shivering with fear.

"Don't be scared. He won't hurt you."

Gabriella slowly walked towards the large gate, looking up at it and suddenly getting dizzy. It suddenly jolted open, and creaked as its doors slowly opened.

"Good luck."

The gates closed behind her.

She looked at the gates between life, heaven, and hell.

People stood on the life cloud, confused, and sobbing and crying because their life was over. They didn't want to die.

They didn't want to accept it.

Gabriella couldn't watch their pain and suffering.

There was a light beaming down in front of the heaven gate, which she walked towards.

The gate opened, and a dark room waited for her to enter.

She cautiously walked inside.

"I have summoned you here."

Gabriella sobbed. "Why?"

A door opened in front of her. "Go."

She obeyed, too scared to stay any longer.

She was sucked in.

She was falling.

Falling, falling, faster and harder…

She hit something.

Her fingers curled, and water poured onto her. Soft, green grass rested beneath her hands.

Earth.

She stood up.

She was amazed.

"Oh my god, I'm alive!" She screamed. "HEY, I'M ALIVE!" She screamed at a man who was walking down the street.

The person continued on without even noticing her.

"Huh?" She started panting. "Hello?"

Nothing.

She screamed.

Nobody heard.

She saw Troy's truck.

She ran towards it.

It stopped in a driveway, and she could see his face through the front window.

"ASSHOLE!" She screamed at him and stomped towards his car door.

He continued to stare.

She approached the truck, the wind following her. The wind stirred up a couple leaves as they passed in front of her.

She stood by his door, staring in.

His fingernails dug into the steering wheel.

She watched him shiver as her cold breath stirred up more wind.

She touched his face. "Troy… " She said silently as tears poured down her face.

Nothing.

More tears rolled down her face.

"TROY!" She screamed.

No response. All she could see was his slow reaction to the wind.

She tried again. "TROY!" Her screams were nothing but whispers to Troy.

She whispered something in his ear as the rain poured down over her angelic and invisible body.

"I love you… " She ran her fingers through his hair.

She withdrew and walked towards the back.

She peered in at her son, who peered back at her.

She had never looked upon her baby, nor ever knew if he had really survived.

Tears fell from her eyes as she slowly set her hand upon the window. A smile cracked from the corner of her mouth.

He giggled and set his hand on the window beside hers.

Her blood began to boil.

She took her hand off the window.

She screeched as she bolted down the road, a line of red and orange fire following behind her.

She turned down Dove and looked upon the neighborhood.

She destroyed everything. She bashed in walls, pulled up gutters, sliced the street, tore up roofs, broke windows, flipped over sidewalk panels, and set fire to the debris.

She watched as the debris burned, fire in her young eyes, wondering why she had to die.

Why she had to die so young.

Why she had no love while she was alive.

Why she never got to meet her son.

Why she never found Troy's heart.

She screamed, feeling like a god, like a dictator, an anarchist…

And suddenly, the fire burned out. On the debris, and her eyes.

The wind and water washed the ashes away.

She stood in the middle of the road, letting the rain pour down her slender body, letting it kill everything in her body, washing away every inch of hope she kept within her. She let it trickle down her body, down her face, down her neck, down her chest, her stomach, let legs, her feet…

She stood there as Troy pulled up.

His face showed nothing but shock as she looked back to the brown earth left from her rage.

"Fucked up, aren't I?" She said to him. "Yeah, just a fucking Apexian trying to find some peace and love in this screwed up society."

Her calling came.

She cleared the sky with a wave of her hand, watching as the blue sky re-emerged from the dark clouds. She dried all the water with a swipe, rebuilt the neighborhood, and walked away.

She walked past Troy.

She looked at him for a second, sobbing, and leaned as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

As she pulled back, he rolled up the window and gagged.

"Asshole."