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No.....  No...she couldn't believe it.  She wouldn't believe it!  The machine lied!  It was just a mere glitch, a fault in the programming!  It wasn't true...but...there it was in bold red, as if written in blood, Maxwell's fate....Metalheart.

Daniella, along with the audience she bolted from her seat in a sudden gasp of dismay, a sudden gust of air that robbed her lungs of oxygen, as if the fist of the gods pummeled her chest ever brutally.  Her hand clasped over her heart, throbbing in absolute pain and melancholy as she looked towards the stage, her eyes glistening over with tears she tried to fight back...but to no avail...they streamed down her cheeks.

Metalheart...of all things to become, the embodiment of the very word, nay, the person the rich and the priveleged despised greatly, the very thing her parents hated.

[color=ed145b]~"Max....no!"~[/color]  It hit Daniella all at once, her tears never ceasing, her lamentful sobs racking her body and her mind with such pain...such torment of the likes she's never felt.  She covered her face with her hands crying; she didn't want to be here.  She felt regret for having to push through her friends, but she didn't want to stay any longer.  To do so...would be a hell all on its own. So...she ran away from the auditorium and never looked back.

They would be separated, her and Maxwell...she would never be able to tell him...never at all...those three innocent words...