John POV
One last glance over my shoulder was all that I was left with, one fleeting glimpse of the daughter I barely knew but loved nonetheless Her revival cemented my passing and with that carried a feeling of euphoria; I had secured the survival of my daughter, the one whom was never far from my heart or thoughts. Loitering in front of the dilapidated house that was close to ruin, I breathed a soothing sigh and prepared myself for the end. Granting memories to scorch my mind for all eternity; images of my dearly departed and remaining loved ones, Grayson and Miranda, the guardians I trusted Elena in. Jenna, the sister-in-law I once was fond of, Jeremy my maturing nephew and finally Isobel; the woman I desperately fell for and inadvertently brought about her demise.
This is not a story many have heard before. Yes, a boy meets a girl but there is no happy ending for them. This ending has darkness, a veil doused in the supernatural.
Isobel POV
One, firm tug was all it took for the delicate silver chain that hung from my neck to snap, and by Klaus' command, the lapis lazuli pendant I gripped slipped through helpless fingers. Bound by the sun and without the protection of magic, its brilliant rays were relentless as they scorched every cell on my body, the rancid odor of burning flesh going unnoticed as I shut pallid lids. Behind closed eyes ran images of the love I lost to an obsession that, in the end, brought me to my death, the friend I found in an unforgiving ancestor, and the daughter that stood before me, who, through all my deceit and the heartless façade, I cared for with all my heart.
For the sake of Elena, I fought to stay silent, but the excruciating pain won, and an anguished scream escaped through tormented lips, nothing but an agonized cry left behind over the fact that she'll never know the truth about how it was always her I wanted to protect, how she'll never know me. And then, there was nothing.
They say that in death, you wander towards the light. A bright, white light that promises comfort and peace in passing. It may be true. But for someone damned, whose life has been filled with mistakes, atrocious decisions, and the devil's bidding, there was nothing but a torturous void, waiting with open arms for you to fall. Fall into damnation. That's exactly what I got, and exactly what I deserve.