Agh! My gosh! As soon as I opened my mail, BOOM! I was drowning in reviews! Thank you so much. I know there were some questions so:
I made Eadlyn Maxon's sister mainly just to change it up a bit. I'm only going to write a bit about Maxon and America's future. Probably in the outtakes.
America has met Amberly in chapter 8.
Anne is Maxon's auntie and I'm pretty sure I mentioned her in the date scene. Mary is not in the story.
Maxon and Aiden are not twins.
They are in a college/highschool Academy (I didn't really think that out :/)
Keep on reading and you will find out if she shoots him with the dart ;)
America's favourite color can be blue
America's favourite flower can be a lily.
You guys can tell me if you want her to try strawberry tarts.
I really don't know what Maxon's favourite food will be.
Maxon's favourite color can be green.
Cliff hangers are fun...for me.
Maxon did not go out with Kriss.
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I'll write another fanfic for Christmas
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America will always love to sing
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Phew! Hopefully I answered all your questions. WARNING! Last cliffhanger coming up! Last one! I promise!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Selection.
"What?!" Maxon exclaimed, "is this some type of joke?"
"You wish. I should be the next king of Illea,"
Maxon scrambled for words, "How?...What!...What do you mean, I'm your brother!" I was still in shock. Snap out of it! Quickly!
"That's just it, Maxon. I'm your BROTHER. You're smart, why don't you make a guess," Aiden sneered. Maxon just shook his head.
"I don't know. I don't want to know," he tugged at his hair and paced around the room. Five more minutes America...then we bust out of here.
"Aiden, hurry up, if you haven't noticed yet, I've got a bullet stuck in my arm. I'd like to get that out," Aiden turned around and put on a fake pout.
"Oh dear, poor little America is hurt," five more minutes...five more minutes...
"Fine, I'll tell you. Your father; who adores me by the way, slept with my mother; who he then dumped once he found out she was pregnant. I was born 5 months before you. Before you. Once you're gone, everything will be right."
I couldn't believe Clarkson would do something like that. A cool breeze passed my face and my head snapped towards the door. Yes! The stupid jerk left it open! Standing up again, I slowly walked towards Aiden's back. Maxon kept on distracting him.
"You're wrong Aiden. Even if the throne was passed to you, the country would be in an uproar. Nobody wants an asshole for a king."
I love my boyfriend.
Aiden's face turned bright red and he clenched his fists, "How dare you? I am the rightful heir-"
His legs collapsed from underneath him and his eyes drooped.
"Run!" I said. Maxon and I bolted out of the room. Crap! It was a fricking maze outside. Brick walls at every turn.
"Maxon! Use the x-ray on the phone. Quickly!"
"I can't! It's dead!" He hissed, tapping the phone, "wake up! wake up!"
"That's not going to help, come on," I grabbed his hand and maneuvered the both of us around every bend. "Wait."
I could smell factory fumes.
"This way."
"Do you even know where we're going?" Maxon whispered. I pointed towards a faint light in the distance.
"There, run! Faster," picking up our speed, the light grew bigger and brighter. Finally, we burst out of the factory. What. The. Hell.
There were factories everywhere. Where were we?
"Holy bananas!" Maxon gasped.
"Time's a wasting," I pushed him towards a storage container, "hide!"
POP! "Agh!" My leg! I gasped in pain and reached down. Pulling back my blood soaked fingers, I realized that I had been shot.
"RUN! MAXON! BUTTON!"
Maxon grabbed my arm, "there is no way that I'm going to leave you here. You're going to die."
"Don't do this now! If I follow you, we're both going to end up dead. Run. And don't look back. For me. GO!" He turned around and ran.
"I'm coming back for you," he assured me.
"I know you will," turning around, I slowly limped towards a large crate.
"Where are you?" Aiden's voice called out, tauntingly. "I know you're here."
"You know, you should really pick on someone your own size," I concealed myself in the shadows. Picking up a hefty plank of wood, I gripped it tightly between my hands.
"You're going to pay for that little stunt," I watched as his shadow flickered across the small patch of light at my feet.
Silence. Bone chilling silence.
"I'm not scared o-" A knife slashed across my arm. Screaming in shock, I swung the wood behind me. A satisfying crunch echoed through the rows of factories and I bolted out into the open.
"You bish! Ma nose!" Aiden stumbled out, dagger in the right hand, nose in the other. Blood flowed through his fingers and his right eye was swollen shut.
"Serves you right for messing with an agent," I held the plank closer to my chest. He reached for his gun and I ran closer towards him. Swinging my leg up, I knocked the weapon out of his hand.
"Let's see how you fight without a gun," he lunged towards me and I stepped back. Aiden crashed into the concrete floor and he hissed.
Grabbing onto my bad leg, he pulled me down as well.
"Fudge knuckles!" My leg was screaming in pain and I bashed his head with my weapon. "Let go of me!"
Bash bash bash bash bash.
He let go and I quickly stood up. Bringing the plank down, I hit his knee.
"Yo gowa pay fow dat!" He rammed his fist into my arm and I screamed. Pushing his knee into my chest, he held the upper hand. Aiden lifted his knife into the air and I shut my eyes. Have Mercy.
Opening my eyes, I felt the weight lift off my chest and a saw delicate hand hovering over my head.
"Thank God you're safe!" Lucy!
"Nice to see you too," she gently pushed me back down, "don't try to get up, they're lifting you onto a stretcher."
"Where's Maxon?" I exclaimed, scrambling up. Another hand pushed my head down.
"He's already in the helicopter, safe as a bug. Mr. Hale, on the other hand...not a pretty site. Looks like you did a number on him eh?"
My head was feeling foggy and I softly gasped at the sound.
"Daddy?"
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