Preface

Everything was wrong; the pain shouldnt be this powerful. I should have already healed. I was still bleeding from the bullet wound. I felt the uncontrollable power surge through me and then I and the car in front of me, flew in opposite directions.

"Chris!" I heard my name being screamed. I looked around and there she was, being pulled back by some men. She was fighting to get to me. Della wasnt even supposed to be here.

"Della" I screamed and tried to crawl over there. I heard a loud snap and heard a creaking noise. I looked up to the building not even 20 meters away from me and saw the billboard flying down.

The last thought I had before everything went dark was that I couldnt save Della.