Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 8-Mary

"Thomas? Wait... Is Newt here?!" I was eager to finaly reunite with Newt after god knows how long of not seeing him...

Thomas's cheeks gained color drasticly, so did his ears, his head was hung low, and his eyes were orbs of pure sadness. "I'm so sorry-" He croaked.

My heart plunged. No.
Newt isnt dead! He cant be! Suddenly I felt a little light headed. I was loosing air and I had black dots swimming around infront of me. Then everything was black, and the last thing I remember was two pale arms catching me, and frantic whispers Faith! Faith! Faith!
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I was running through a forest my hair flowing behind me in ghostly white wisps. I was in a quite long, white, uncomfortable dress, sort of like the one Mary wore.

My surroundings were becoming eirier by the second, but I didnt stop. I was being chased and not playfully chased, as in someone was trieng to catch me and kill me.
So I ran. I didnt stop, when I turned to look at my persuer, I realized there was nobody but me. I am alone.

Then, a green figure appeared beside me.
"Peter?
Is that you?"
I called. The figure was in a black cloak and I couldnt see the face. He turned and looked at me, only then did I notice that this figure was not Peter. Infact, I was not able to tell is they were human, because what stared into my eyes was a shadow with golden-cream eyes.

This isnt Peter, instead it was Newt. Found him!
"Faith.
I am so sorry."
I heard his voice, but his mouth remained closed. I shivered from the cold and Newt took off his cloak to reveal a shadow for a body. His body was still 3D and I wanted nothing more than to throw my arms around him and melt in his embrace like I used to. He put his cloak on me and tears threatenedd to spill from my eyes. I let them fall. I watched as they fell and sunk to the forest floor. I was in physical pain, and I stood there sobbing.
This is a dream.
Just a dream
I thought. Then a voice answered,
"No, sadly it's not. I'm here. I miss you and I love you. It's really me...Newt."
The shadow...Newt looked down and tears began to litter the forest floor. This made me cry harder.
"Can I touch you?" I asked.
"Only if I have clothing on." He answered and his voice cracked. His perfect, birittish, accent now faint due to the tears, the only time I saw Newt cry was during a panic attack at the Glade.

I nodded and took off the cloak.
"No! Dont! You will be cold!"
I glared at him and put the cloak on hid shadow for a body and melted into his waiting arms. The warmth was gone. I was nestled amoung a shadow.
Tears continued to flow freely.
"Who did this to you?" I croaked.
He shrugged and shook his head. Then I felt a cold touch on the top of my head where Newt used to kiss.

Suddenly, I felt him shake and I fell through the cloak. I landed on my stomach and Newt tried to help me up, but my hand went through his. I was only able to gasp at the feeling. He screamed and jumped, only to sit down with his back against a tree. He was rocking back and forth on his heals and shaking. Out of nowhere, his head snapped up and his eyes landed on me. They were glowing and his erises were being drowned in white that was now spreading. It was my turn to scream as I stood in utter horror watching my love turn into a monster.
"YOU NEED TO LEAVE!" He yelled in my head and I felt a sharp pain. As I doubled over clutching my head in pain I heard him shout angain, "LEAVE!" This time, his mouth was opened.
"I dont know how!" I answered still in pain. Then he got up and seemed to float toward me while I shrunk backward until my back hit a tree. He put both hands on either side of my head like he used to when he was human and leaned in. Silently, without words, He leaned in. His lips were cold but I was happy I felt them, this was going to be our last kiss, my last kiss.

And then, I was falling into darkness with Newt's image burned into my mind.

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