When Worlds Collide Cast Novels & Stories

People are crying out for help. But that wasn’t the worst part. Three shadowy figures stood in the middle of the road—each one tall, cloaked in dark energy that twisted like smoke around them. Their faces were blurred, almost shifting. They weren’t human. Clara recognized them instantly. Villains. From her past. From her time. Her knees weakened. “No…” she whispered. James stepped in front of Clara and cracked his knuckles. “Okay, that’s not normal.” Bridget grabbed his shirt. “And you want to fight them with what? Your stubbornness?!”

It's always a show. As time goes on, people starts to mingle. More of Robert's acquaintances are made known. Even the editor-in-chief of Vogue and her husband are part of it all. Others already clutching on bottles they have purchased. A few more, “who is this, Rob?” “Where did you meet this one?” “What happened to the other one?” The last one was my favourite. I wonder too. What happened to April Anderson? “Things didn't work out. Two polar opposite, it was bound to crumble,” that is always Robert's answer.

I say. "And I'm Pierce." he adds, standing next to me and wrapping his arm around my waist. The little girl looks terrified, her brown eyes wide as she looks around. Her long brown hair is a tangled mess and her pants are stained beyond recognition. The little boy looks wary, like he's not sure we can be trusted. He has a red mark on his cheek and his clothes look two sizes too small. "This is Beckett." Becca says, motioning towards the boy. "And Sutton." she says of the girl. I lower myself to the ground, so I'm eye level with them.

The tension in the room extinguished, they returned to painting in a companionable silence for a long while each lost in their own thoughts of the other. Then, Howie Day’s Collide started playing over the speakers. Dani’s arm seemed to stop painting of its own accord. This had been one of the songs they had both loved and listened to in the bed of Levi’s truck many times, looking at the stars. The memories flooded her as she listened to the haunting chorus about people making mistakes, falling down but finding the person you are meant to be with anyway. Love conquering all.

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out. [Do you want to leave this world?] "Yes." My mom held me tightly. In my dad's horrified stare, she jumped. He lunged forward like a madman, but his hands grabbed nothing but air. My mom's voice was ice cold. "David, goodbye forever." The next second, our bodies were wrapped in a soft glow and disappeared completely before his eyes.

STOP! Emily looked toward her older self. "You wanted to save every possibility." She raised her sword. "So do I." The worlds began merging. One by one. Thousands became hundreds. Hundreds became dozens. Dozens became one. The Collector screamed as the power ripped through her. Emily held Kael's hand tighter. "Don't let go." "Never." "Whatever happens." "Together." The final worlds collided. A blinding explosion consumed everything. Emily screamed. Kael screamed. The Collector screamed.

“That was the reaction we were going for, Mr. Knight.” “You actually achieved that, guys. Allow me to introduce you to Brielle Jackson. Brielle, Doctor Sarah Collins and Nurse Cynthia Morgan.” I shook hands with each of them, “Nice meeting you all.” “Nice meeting you, Brielle.” The doctor turned to Shawn. “Okay Shawn, ready when you are.” They exited the room, leaving the two of us all alone. I turned to Shawn and wrapped my hands around him in a hug. “Everything is going to be fine, Shawn.”