Undead Protector - MAJOR EDITING - Harry&Alice book 1.

Chapter 25 - Part 2

'Now, now, Alice.' The sweetness of my mothers voice fills the windy air while I watch the arrows, spin and spin 'Remember these are your choices, you can change the outcome' She reminds me. But what choices are there? I'm being shown the outcomes but not what caused them.

The wind freezes and I smile a small smile as I see the arrow pointing down a cobbled path with green trees and flowers. I walk towards it but stopping just at the start of the pathway. 

Taking a deep breath, I take my first step, before another and another and before I knew it I was standing in a front garden. A beautiful one at that. The green grass was either side of a bricked path that lead up to a large white house with green shutters both sides of the windows. It was so cute and homely.

I made my way up to the porch, taking in every detail there before finally going to the door, will whoever is in there, see me? 

'No Alice' The voice answers

I nod, walking into the house. The hall was empty before a girl appears, she was roughly around 10 and obvious she'd be a real beauty in years to come, her pale skin accentuated her dark brown hair as well as her red eyes, now to point out the obvious, this girl was a vampire. A blood one. I can tell. 

Her little red dress swayed as she hopped around pulling her black buckled shoes ontop of her white tights. Where is she going dressed so nice? 

"Darcy?" Someone calls "There you are! Where's your brother? Oh god, Darce! Where is your ribbon?" The woman complains. I want to know who she is but her back is to me the whole time.

I watch as the woman begins the tie a red ribbon in 'Darcy's' hair, much like my mother would when I was young. "Mum!" A young boy appeared, the resemblance between him and the young girl was shocking, clearly siblings. Though the boy had curls and Darcy's hair was clearly straight with a few waves.

"Matthew!" An all the familiar voice echoed the house, I smile as Harry descends from the staircase, looking the same but he'd pushed his hair back into a quiff. It's cool but I prefer his curls loose. He kissed the unknown woman on the forehead before crouching down infront of the young boy - Matthew "You ready, little man?" Harry asks the boy who is roughly 6 or 7 that nods in responce

"It's a shame they can't be here" The woman talks and Harry's face dropped
"Who are they, mummy?" Matthew asks
"Mine and Daddy's really good friends" The woman goes to her knees to talk to him 
"What are their names?" Darcy intrudes 
"Summer, Zayn, Niall and Perrie" Harry says, smiling sadly.

Were they gone? Was it the war? Is that my fault? I backed up hitting the front door behind me as I shook my head at the sight before me, the woman held Darcy's hand as well as Harry's who held onto Matthews.

The woman was familiar, her once long hair fell to her shoulders in a much more older looking bob but she still looked very young just more grown up, her black eyes were decorated with beautiful black lashes and her once deep pink lips were pure red, like blood.

This woman was me.

Sooner than I'd like I was back at the spinning arrows; begging with all I had to not go down another path but the voice just kept telling me there's only two more. 

The wind freezes as well as the arrows, a small smile etched my face as the arrows point at the other lovely looking path - But then looks are deceiving, correct?
Against my wishes, the wind blew once more, cold and strong. The arrows spun and spun and spun stopping on the dark, gloomy path. The first one was bad... This one is worse.

I hesitantly began walking down the rocky path avoiding cracks and ditches. Never taking my eyes of the floor, watching as it morphed into something of a road, a concrete road with fading white lines through the centre. The noises around me were distressing. I almost didn't want to look up, but I did. I needed to know what I may cause one day.

Once I do finally look up, I regret it. Vampires, Fairies, Witches, Wizards, Giants and so on, chained up as they march through the streets. Heads down as humans stand in their gardens laughing at them, calling them 'freaks' and 'abnormal' names much like I was called as a child, their pain and humiliation hitting my like a tonne of bricks.

I notice that it wasn't humans that lead the line of mystical beings, but in fact a dark shadow. I remember reading about them, in a book I found in Harry's room. A dark shadow without a owner can only mean one thing. A monster covering their true self, of course the humans are to busy throwing eggs and shouting abuse to notice that the people controlling this- this monstrosity are nothing but freaks themselves.

I can't let this happen. I won't let this happen. Not now- Not now I've seen my friends heads bowed, covered in the raw yolk of eggs and squashed vegetables slowly marching in the streets in time with the others and do you know what? I was there too and so was Summer. Marching.

But we aren't marching with them. 

We are helping guide them.

I'm the real monster here.

I will not let it happen.

Thankfully the image dissolved taking me back to the god for saken arrows. But they didn't spin nor did the wind blow. 'There's only one more, Alice' The soothing voice says, I nod and walk towards the beautiful walk way, that was covered in flower petals with the occasional bunny hopping across, the cherry blossom trees adding a nice colour as well as the flower beds scattered around. And just like the past three times I was taken to where I need to be.
Weirdly, I was back at my future house. Not one difference except the snow and more cars parked on the road side. I ran up the porch steps and straight into the house, taking in all the Christmas decorations, well we're certainly festive. I heard laughter from a room in the back, I raced towards it knowing my possible future awaits in there.
I was emotional at what I saw, really emotional but in the best way possible. There sat everyone at a long table, Christmas jumpers were worn, a few paper crowns and a large roast was spread out. Louis and Eleanor looked so happy as they told a group of children (Of who I could easily tell you whose offspring they are ) stories from years before, so many years before. He told them how I tried to run away and complained about not being fed, how Harry kissed me in the Amazon to shut me up, he told them about Denise and Greg's child - Who was the oldest looking around 18 - being born during the least convenient of times. He told them stories I had yet to live and that made me so happy. I smiled at Zayn who held a hand on Perrie's stomach as he felt a kick, Greg and Niall pigged out at the food, while CeCe and Denise watched, disapproving looks on their faces.
Darcy and Matthew giggle uncontrollably at something Harry whispers to them, making me raise an eye brow, suspicion clear on my expression. Liam and Summer are there. Summer is here. Summer doesn't betray us in the end? Summer watches Lou talk to the kids, before sadly smiling at Perrie's bump, Liam notices and wraps an arm around her shoulder before kissing her temple and whispering something in her ear that boosted her spirits a bit...

I wonder whats happening there.

"I'd like to make a toast" I stand "To 20 years of friendship!" I say causing everyone to raise their glasses and repeat it but the only thing I notice is the rings on my second finger in on my left hand. A thin band with a nice sized ruby, an engagement ring and on top of that... A silver thick band.

Me and Harry are married.

"She's back" Nara's voice is the first thing I here when I come back to reality "What did you see?"
"I- I can't" I shake my head backing away from the cauldron
"Tell us, please Alice" Harry begs but I shake my head fast and surely.

They don't need to know what I've seen. Soon enough they'll be living that. One of four futures and only one, am I willing to live.

"Harry, care to try?" Nara offers.

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Do you want Harry to have a go?
It'll be different to Alices' I promiseee!

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