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A/N
Part 2 Yay!
This one should be a little longer and explains who exactly Max and Nathan are. Well, mostly Max. At least the parts I can tell you with out spoiling the plot. We wouldn't what that to happen now would we? Have fun!Max's hair in the picture!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Hey Max, are you ok now?" Nathan questioned as she took a seat next to me.
I turned my head the other direction. Trying to make as little eye contact as possible right now. Call me antisocial or a douche. I don't care. I'm not in the mood to talk right now.
Talking won't make the nightmares go away. Won't get the images out of my head. If anything, I'll make me remember the entire thing all over again. Make me ask even more questions I'll never get the answer to. Questions that make me feel helpless.
Make me feel weak.
I hate feeling weak.
"Why aren't you talking to me Max? Did I do something wrong?"
"Nathan please! Just leave me alone," I answered getting slightly annoyed by now.
"Oh come on Max. I know you don't mean that. No one ever wants to be alone. If only -"
"NATHAN!" I yelled, cutting off her sentence midway. "Please! Just leave!" I begged.
Why can't she just leave me alone? I don't want to hear what she's going to say. I've heard her say it before a thousand times over. To be more social and not spend all my time in the corner. I'd like to see her try and make me leave.
Nathan, looking pretty upset, stood up and walked back to the screen. I hate seeing her sad but I really wasn't in the best mood for talking at all today. The faint scratching of the tips of her wings dragging against the ground could be heard. Man her wings are huge. How is Nathan able to sit or lay down? Must be extremely uncomfortable.
Anyway, allow me to shed some light on the situation. After another long day yesterday, I fell asleep in my little corner. That night I had a nightmare.
*Flashback*
A lady will long red hair shaved at the sides stood atop a huge hill. Staring amorously out at the setting sun behind her. The sky filled with warm oranges, yellows, and pinks. An all around perfect scene filled with beauty. If it wasn't for the hill she's standing on. If you could call it that.
Gallons of blood had been sprayed carelessly on top of said hill. The hill made entirely out of humans. Dead humans. Thousands upon thousands of corpses placed on top of one another. Life had long since drained from some of their still open eyes. Men, women, and children of all and ever age forced together. Even throughout that gruesome scene, the mountain of dead bodies is not what scared me.
It was the lady basking in the glory of it all. A long silver blade covered in the hills blood dangled from her right hand. A fiendish and almost demonic small was spread across her face. Laid out for the world to see. A sense of pride and accomplishment rolled off her in endless waves. Draped in a pitch black sleeveless cloak long since stained with blood. But the scariest thing of all about her.
She was me.
*Flashback over*
After that I woke up screaming with my hand desperately pressed against my ears. My nails were painfully digging into my head but that didn't stop me one bit. I had some how managed to sit up and curl into a ball when I was asleep. Nathan later rushed over and helped me calm down. Even though I wouldn't tell her exactly what I was dreaming about. If you can even call it a dream.
It all seemed too real to be a dream. Yet, too horrific to be a memory. I've heard from what little I pay attention to Ryan's life. Her psychology teacher says humans tend to block out certain memory's they either find too horrific or don't want to remember. I have no memories about my past life except for my name. So why is my brain just now deciding to remember things. After seventeen years of nothing.
Please let it just be a nightmare.
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Done!Please tell me what you think of the story so far.
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Do you think Max's dream was a memory or nightmare? Only time will tell. Thank you so very much for reading and I'll be back with chapter 3 on November 6th. Until then have a great day!
Bye Bye (⌒▽⌒)/ *waves*

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Mistério / SuspenseMax doesn't know who or what she is. A trapped spirit... A forsaken soul... A banished demon... Whatever she is she's stuck inside Ryan's body with only Nathan, an angel, for company. With both trapped in Ryan, no memories and no way of escape, they...