Nearing Battle

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No. NONONONONONONONO! F*UCK. THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING. SHE CAN'T BE WENDY. Okay Dylan, we are in New York, plenty of people live here who could be Wendy. She could be a complete stranger who has nothing to do about the battle. 

"The name's Dylan," I said.

She froze. Is this a sign that we are to kill each other? No this can't possibly, maybe she is just cold. But, nobody freezes like that when they are cold. Her eyes widened, but she remained calm.

"That's a lovely name, Dylan," she said.

"Listen, I have something to tell you," we both said at the same time.

"You go first, Dylan, " she said.

"Listen, I love you with all my heart's content. But I must be leaving," I explained.

"Where to?" she asked.

"I can't say, but just know you will never be able to find me, so please don't try," I said.

She began to say something, but I left. I couldn't hear her words as I sobbed over her. Memories replaying in my head, I continued walking to the destined Empire State Building. I turned around quickly, seeing her tears drip down her gorgeous face. But I could do nothing to console her, little did she know I could possibly die in the next few hours. 

About half an hour passed as I mentally prepared by the stairs of the building. It was time. I took an elevator to the top of the building, hoping that my enemy would be somebody that I would hate at first glance.

Beep. Beep. Beep. The elevator clicked as it climbed each floor. My heart was racing, I have trained so long for this. 

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 27, 2016 ⏰

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