A/N: Hey everyone! This is my second fanfic that is definitely in need of a new and better title… (If you have any ideas put it in your reviews please!). I don't appreciate flames.

Disclaimer: All characters (at least so far…) in this fanfic are property of Meg Cabot, and the first few paragraphs (shown in italics) of this fic are from the book Avalon High and can be found on pages 265 and 266.

Chapter 1: It only takes a moment

"You've got problems, Marco," Will said, in a preternaturally calm voice. "You need help. Put the gun down and let's talk about this."

"It's too late for talking." Marco was starting to lose his cool. His voice had risen, and not just because the thunder overhead was growing even louder and more menacing. "Get off that rock, Will, or I swear I'll shoot your girlfriend in the head. What is she doing back there anyway? Yo! Lily Maid! Get out from behind there. I'm not kidding. I'll blow a hole right through him I swear."

I scrambled back up to the top of the boulder, dragging my dad's sword behind me. No one seemed to notice.

"Marco." Will had spread his hands open wide, appealing to Marco's better nature… if Marco even had one. "Come on. We're brothers."

"Aw, now, see." There was real disappointment in Marco's voice. "Why'd you have to go and remind me? I'm just going to have to shoot you know. And I was going to wait and shoot your girlfriend first, and make you watch." And he raised his gun closing one eye to take aim. "Oh, well."

"Will!" I cried "Here!"

So many things happened in the next minute, it was almost amusing.

Almost

Marco, uttering some choice curse words, turned the gun on me, his finger tightening on the trigger, as I flung my dad's rusty sword to Will, praying that he would catch it.

He did. Catch it I mean. But as he did I heard a noise so loud I could have sworn that a bomb had gone off right in front of me. In fact, it was so loud, that it even drowned out the roaring thunder that could still be heard over our heads.

As I turned to see where the sound had come from, I felt a shooting pain tear through my abdomen. It felt as if someone were sticking a blazing hot fire poker through me.

I winced in pain as I felt my knees give out underneath me, and suddenly I found my self sprawled across the rock.

"No!" Will's shout of anguish sounded like it was a million miles away.

As the world faded to black, I caught myself thinking Wow… It had only taken a moment to completely turn our lives around…

A/N: So how was it? Should Elle die? (if your undecided, put it in your review anyways and I'll put her into a coma or something…) I need a least 3 reviews before I update so I can see where I'm going with this. The next chapter will be in Will's point of view. R&R Please!