The next few seconds seemed to drag on forever and I can honestly say they were burned into my memory for the rest of my life, every detail engraved into my mind.
Two shadows passed the windows and my breath caught. This was it.
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They were dead; both of them sprawled out with arms and legs at odd angles. There was no mercy; it was vengeful. I was panting hard, my heartbeat drowning out any and all sounds and I shook so violently I crumpled to the ground. After being around death for so long you would have thought I was impervious to it right? Well I was. I felt the bile rose in my throat when my out-of-focus eyes took in my best friend, the reason for feeling like I wanted to die myself. The scene still flashed behind my eyelids and I couldn't help it, I burst into tears. The sobs wracking my body as I curled up to my best friend and cried.
*Flashback*
The Hunter's eyes glittered with happiness and I stared at him wide eyed, the fear flooding through me. The knife he held as long as my forearm and glittering in the light let in from the open door. I knew what was coming and for some reason couldn't make myself do anything about it, I was resigned to the fact that I would die and it was finally going to happen. I watched, frozen to the spot as the blade sailed towards me, it would hit me square in the chest – a perfect hit. That is until a loud cry broke me from my daze and before I could register anything someone shoved me roughly out of the way of the blade.
"No!" Iggy roared.
My blood ran cold at hearing a sharp intake of breath.
"Iggy!" I screamed catching him before he hit the ground.
My eyes shot over to where the second hunter had been fighting Iggy and pure murderous rage flooded my vanes replacing the ice-cold horror. He was standing there, with nothing more than a small graze on his cheek to show for the fight with Iggy.
*End flashback*
I could still feel the feint fluttering of his heart as it struggled to beat, the blood soaking his shirt and pooling on the floor around us. Everything felt numb as I watched him die, there was nothing I could do for him, hospital would ensure his death and possibly mine and where else could I take him? The wound was fatal if he didn't get help now and that wasn't going to happen.
I don't know when I noticed it, or maybe I'd heard it the entire time but slowly, slowly the voice registered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." And I could feel warm drops falling on my neck. I didn't know who the tears belonged to but I couldn't bring myself to even look at who was behind me.
I felt arms encircle my waist and tug gently, trying to get me to leave him but I just couldn't. I clung to Iggy's blood soaked shirt and the tugs became harder, "No! No!" I cried refusing to leave him.
"You can't help him Max." an anguished voice whispered in my ear and I choked out another sob, my shoulders hunching in defeat.
I let whoever it was pull me away from Iggy and when I looked up through tear filled eyes I managed to piece together the blurry image and identify it as Fang. This only made the tears came harder as I curled up into a ball in his lap and cried for my friend, for Fang, for the lives I'd taken and for my parents. Every memory of Iggy flashed through my mind, soon blending with the few memories I still had of my family followed suite by Nudge and Gazzy and Angel. Once again I was alone, and I had never been so scared.
I know it's short but let's face it; Max's grief deserves its own chappie.
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To Vamps-with-wings
Just thought I should let you know you cannot say I don't try with my chapters because in the entire chapter 13 I counted four mistakes, so yes I do use spell check, always have and always will but the thing is that I write fast mess up the order of letters and spell check changes it and sue me if I don't want to reread my writing because I think it is complete and utter crap ok? I do not think I have any writing talent what-so-ever courtesy of a very low self esteem and rereading what I write just makes me feel worse about it. Also just another point, I do care about my fics, if I didn't I wouldn't be updating every other day. When I said I didn't care I meant I didn't care that people complained about my grammar and spelling because honestly it is not justified. Like you said, I am only human and make mistakes so of course my chapters aren't going to be perfect.
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