A.N: I'M SOOOOO SOOO SORRY! I PROMISED I WAS GOING TO POST IT YESTERDAY BUT I WAS WAY TO BUSY! I KNOW I SUCK! YOU CAN CALL ME BITCH, JACKASS OR WHAT EVER! I SUCK!
There are grammatical errors 'cause I didn't send it to my beta...I forgot, again.
This chapter is small, but important. I only have 8 chapters for this fic until now 'cause I'm with a writer's block that it's almost killing me.
Again...Sorry about the late.
Chapter 1: Hero - Alex's POV
I've made a promise to Mitchie. I promised her that if she died in battle I wouldn't suffer and I would be happy. But it was impossible.
I would wake up every single day and look at Mitchie's bed hoping that all that happened would be just a terrible nightmare, but it never worked. She would never jump in my bed smiling and trying to wake me up so we could go to school. My heart ached and burned every second of the day. I didn't smiled or laughed. I cried every single night looking at the pictures of us together wanting to be by her side.
Mom and dad bought me a puppy trying to make me feel happier. Like a dog would make me feel better. I would laugh sometimes with the puppy's clumsiness but it was rare. My parents were ok with Mitchie's death after two months. Max and Justin too. They were sad but not like I was. They were living like we always lived before Mitchie come live with us. Boring days at school and working at the substation.
I still remember the funeral's day. The day was cloudy and cold. My tears were falling non stop and I was sobbing so much that I almost couldn't breath right. Two mans showed up on the grave with Mitchie's coffin and I cried even more. I wanted to scream, be buried with Mitch.
I couldn't leave her and she couldn't be dead. She was only seventeen years old.
There were tons of flowers in the coffin. Mostly roses, Mitchie's favorite flower. A priest was speaking something I couldn't manage to hear.
I looked around me. Mitchie's adoptive parents were there. Caitlyn, Tess, Ella, Peggy, Sierra, the Gray brothers, Edgar, Eric, Dante, Seth, all the ex-prisoners and army from magic world and I'm sure all the citizens from magic world were there too. Mitchie died as a hero. She was a role model to all the magic creatures. I looked to the engagement ring I was holding, My angel was write in it with beautiful letters. I held it close to my chest and cried more.
Edgar walked to the grave and craved Mitchie's sword in the grass and placed her helmet on it. - Mitchie's friends from Camp Rock weren't understanding anything, but who cares anyway. - Edgar knelt in front of the grave and the whole army, ex-prisoners and magic creatures knelt too. Dante went to the side of the grave to do his memorial to Mitch. I knew Mitchie more than I knew myself, but Dante was Mitchie so he was the best person to do the memorial and I don't think I would be able to speak something that could be understandable in that moment.
"I don't know how to describe Mitchie but I'll do my best." He said calmly She was strong, decided, brave and she would never give up. But in the same time she was lovely, delicate, selfless and wasn't afraid of showing her emotions." I saw a tear running across Dante's cheek.
"She did more for me and my people than anyone else. Mitchie changed a whole nation with her capacity of love unconditionally." I tightened my grip in the ring and cried harder. "I own my life and my people owns too." Dante wiped his tears away and gave one last glance at the grave and get back to his place.
The funeral ended and I watched everyone going away, but I stayed in there. I sat in front of the grave and looked at the description, reading it out loud.
"Mitchie Russo. Beloved daughter, friend and sister. 1992-2010." I whispered. "This can't be happening." I felt my tears in unison with the rain that started to fall. "You promised me you would never leave me. You broke your promise..." I saw Dante sitting by my side by the corner of my eye.
"You're ok?" I glanced at him. "Ok, stupid question."
"Have she said something about me before die?" I asked between sobs.
"Yes. You was the only thing in her mind during the fight. She was thinking about be by your side after the fight and about everything you two went through, but she knew she was going to die."
"What?" I looked at Dante.
"She sacrificed herself so I could live again. She killed Felix and sacrificed herself so I could kill Damon cause she knew he was stronger than her."
He explained. "She made me promise her I would take care of you Alex."
"She was really brave." I whispered.
"You got no idea." I looked to the grave again. "Where ever she is now I'm sure she's watching for you."
I smiled weakly and Dante hugged me tight.
She was watching for me.
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