War against Love

17. The End.............Or is It?

One year Later..............

I take my father's hand, his smile was brighter than anything I have seen, he calmly guided me down the aisle, Vampires on one side, Werewolves on the other. Everyone stared at me, I blushed a deep red, cause all I could focus on was Jone's smile, his smile at me. I bit my lip as we have made it to the front, a tear seeped from my eyes as I have laid them onto Jone's, my father let go of my hand slowly before dissapearing into the crowd of wolves. We started to say our vows Jone started first.

"Alla.....When I first met you in those woods when we were young, I had thought to myself, how could I stumble upon such a beautiful creature." He started his smile turning into seriousness. "Everyday we had met, that is how closer and closer I felt to you......when those days slowly turned into months, my passion for you started to sprout bigger and better, and when those months turned into years, that is when I knew......." He choked on over whelming tears for a while before continuing." That is when I knew, I had found my one and only." He concluded wiping tears from his eyes. Tears sprung into my eyes as well. 

I quickly wiped them away and began to say my vows. 

" Jone, the first time you had given me that flower, was the first time I had laid my eyes on you for something more. That night at the boundary line....it was like a new awakening for me, I had seen what you really were, and who you really are. And after that moment, I decided that I had actually loved you, that I had actually caught something that I call a lovebug......What we are and what we will become will be the best day of my life." 

They started to clap in the background.....The guy that was marrying us continued on.

"And now you may kiss the bride." He say smiling. I smiled as well, I stared into Jone's eyes, they sparkled. We leaned in closer and closer before, in a split moment, something wooshed right past our lips, it grazed mine, breaking the kiss. The pastor gagged, I looked at him, a knife was lunged into his throat. I gasped as I looked to the double doors, and saw who I saw, standing there, with more knives in his hand, and he looked different, wayyy different. His hair had grown and he was alot more skinnier, his hair was a faint black and grey, and he held knives in his hands, ready to attack again. A growl surged through his lips before he came towards me, his lips curling up into a crooked smile. Jone got in front of me, hissing at him. 

"Long time no see huh? What? You thought I wasnt going to come back? You thought wrong, and this time.....this time, I had brought an army with me......And I am stronger than ever before." His smiled was wiped off of his face before he threw a knife at a wolf, making her turn into her wolf form, she died. Fear was replaced by anger............

"Max?" I asked even though I had already known it was him. Shock replaced the anger that boiled inside of me. How can this be? He was dead, I felt the life drain out of his limped body. This is impossible.

"Oh but it is possible my beloved, see, I clung onto the last bit of life I had in me, and I used that to come back to what I am now today, but I came back stronger than before which was new to me." He answered my thoughts.

"You can read my thoughts?" I asked. He knodded his head.

"And I can also do this." 

He outstretched his arm and aimed it towards Jone, before Jone could react, he was being held up, he was being choked out. Jone scratched at his neck, longing for air. 

"Stop!" I screamed at him. Max glared at me, his eyes turned into a red color. 

"I will only stop under one condition." He started. "Come with me, and let him live, or stay back and watch him suffer a terrible death." 

I glared at Jone...I did not come all this way with him just so he could die.....I sighed deeply and knodded my head, I knew I would regret this but I would do anything for Jone........