Hi all! I suppose you could call this chapter two. If it wasn't obvious before, I am a strong believer in Maxerica. Sorry if you liked Aspen! He died for her if that makes you Asperica fans feel better. Hope you enjoy these little installments. I will write larger chapters as we go. I'm new on here so just give it a little time. Thanks. :)

Recap: "If you move or make any sound, I will not hesitate to kill you. Now walk." He said, shoving me towards the door.

I quickly obliged. I was not going to die, especially not at a rebel's will. There had to be a way to escape, and I was going to find it before it was too late.

Just a reminder that I do not own the Selection Trilogy. This is simply for your entertainment until The One comes out May 6th.

Chapter Two

(America's POV)

Slowly following after the man through the palace, I look for any signs of life in the maids scattered throughout the hallways. So far all of them are gravely injured or worse. I know that if I can find one hiding, or even find a guard fighting, they can tell me where another entrance to the main safe room is.

I look around,and, of course I can't find anyone to help me. Then I remember that there are small rooms hidden in the walls of the palace. If I could find the place where Maxon and I went during the last rebel attack, I could stay alive. It would be hard to get there, but that room is the only chance I have.

I start to devise a plan. This man is tall, maybe 6'2". I am small, but I think I can find a way to get away from him. Judging by the fact that he has a knife, I know that simply running away would be hard. He could be good at throwing. I also know that if I stay too close, I won't even have a chance of escape. Trying to fight him would be suicidal. He has the advantage of strength. There is one thing that I have though. It's something no one in the palace has. I have tenacity. I have smarts that can get me out of any bad situation. If this rebel has the audacity to think that he can come here, sneak into my room, and take me hostage, he is completely insane. No one, and certainly not a rebel will keep me away from Maxon. I have done too much, suffered more than anyone else in this competition. I will not be taken out of it this way.

That's when I finally focus on my surroundings. We are walking towards my escape and only I know it. This is my chance.

"Sir," I say meekly, trying to be perceived as weak, "Sir, I can't go on. I-I-I have t-"

"Move. You will keep going, or I will kill you."

Big talk for a guy without a gun.

"But sir, I have to-"

With that, I spin around, catching him by surprise. I hurriedly kick him very hard in his not-so-royal jewels. He shrieks and falls to the ground, dropping his knife in the process.

"You bitch," he spits at me, "You'll pay for this."

He reaches for his knife, but I'm faster. Before he can pick it up, I grab it and bring it down right below his right shoulder-blade. He cries in pain, the knife wound hurting too much for him to move. I don't waste time after that. I run as fast as I can towards the gardens, making a left hand turn before the doors. I run down the hallway until I reach the end. Trying to open the hidden door as fast as I can, I search for the part of the wall Maxon hit the other day.

After searching the entire wall, I finally find what I am looking for. I hit the wall in the hidden spot and the door starts to open.

When it is completely open, I run in. Sighing with relief I turn around. The door is almost closed behind me before I see the blade of a knife come flying at me. The door fully closes after the knife punctures my stomach. At least I'm safe, I think, as the world goes black.

That was chapter two! I really hope all of you liked it. I am open to any suggestions you have for this story. Just send me a message of what you want and I'll try to make it happen. After all, this is about all of us Selection fans. If you want more rebels, I will find a way to put them in. If you want more love (not rated M) scenes between characters, I will make them. This is all about what we want to see in The One, and although I am not Kiera, I will try my hardest to make this a great story while you are waiting for the last book. Thanks for reading guys! Make sure you favorite this story if you like it.

- Property of Illea

[Sadly I can't go by the nickname of POI because it means Person of Interest. :(]