One step into a chase, two steps it's love, three steps his not what you think, four steps.... There isn't a fourth step. a/n we probably wont be continuing this story cause tbh I hate it (Liv really loves it xD) but I'll keep it up so you guys can enjoy it

A storm is brewing... When Fira wakes up in Eroeglae Hospital, the only thing she can remember is her name. She has no recollection of anything from before the second she woke up. Her memory is a completely blank slate. She lasts all of two days in the hospital, before trouble comes to seek her out, and apparently, not for the first and definitely not for the last time. Will Fira find out who she is? Will she remember anything? After all, if you don't even know what you look like, how are you supposed to find out who you are?

What would you do if you were the weapon that could ultimately save, or end the world? *** Grace is 17 years old, and struggling with the age old battle between grades and students. She has a normal, but not exactly loving family and goes to a normal school. There is nothing out of the ordinary about Grace. Until she has A Week before she dies. An older, sinister and lethal battle makes itself known, and Grace is wrapped tightly in it's traitorous claws, warping her reality. And, if she can't stop it, the whole world's too.