Disclaimer: Twilight does not belong to me. This is my go at the Breaking Dawn ending, plus a little thing or two added on.
Preface
Life isn't always a happy ending. In fact, it almost never is. To even get close to your goals and your ideal, you have to work a little harder than you already do. And when everything goes horribly wrong, you have to get back up and start trekking again, just to get on track. Even if you can barely hold yourself together when you think of the things you've been through. But that's just what motivates you to keep moving forward.
When you've lost half of your family in a mere six hours—hours, not days—it's hard to keep up a mask. And when one family member, who is barely a pre-teen, has ran off to god knows where with her future mate, it's impossible not to worry. But impossible is nothing. We know that he'll keep her safe, and when were safe, we'll find her, and hold her in our arms once again, just like when she was a baby and going through her month of not being able to walk around by herself.
Nobody really believes that there's an after life for us vampires, except for a few, that I could name easily. One of them was I. I knew that they would fly down from the skies of whatever remote city we decide to live in next and tell us all about the heaven that they, themselves thought never would've existed for the undead.
Good people deserve the best, doesn't matter what they are. Once you decide to break out of your outer shell, you stop pretending to be somebody else and say what you desired to say, and do what you wanted to do. Sometimes you have to move on and into another universe for that to happen. They had to leave their loved ones, and their loved ones will one day move on, also. But they'll never stop thinking about you; they'll never forget about you.
They might not understand right now, and neither do I, but I believe it was destiny. We know they visit us in the night, when we lay awake, reading a book, or dreaming of a better world.
It might be hallucinations, but I know they think of the others and I each and every day. I hope they moved on and have started living their third lives, and haven't moped around like me for months before I decided to continue my second.
Death can be a peaceful thing. After all the rage and agony, you just float to wherever you're supposed to go. Sometimes you'll feel lonely, but they were joined by their lovers, and I want to believe that they've done enough good to deserve to be together for the rest of eternity, instead of live alone in a glorious world and spend each day in misery; thinking where did the reason of life go?
I can't give you details about the after-after life, since I have not experienced it. But when one of my lovelies comes to visit me for the first time, I would be curious enough to ask countless questions until they get so annoyed and leave.
I would make sure that they would visit again though. Knowing each of them so well, I hope to be able to predict when they would come see us. We could laugh and share memories, just like we used to. We'll keep our promises, they'll do what we ask, and we'll do whatever they ask of us. There are still conditions, of course. One promise that I can name from the top of my head right now, was made when all of us were complete with our lovers; our mates. When we were all living in the same world.
We will find the missing part of the family, including the wolves, who are considered as our brothers now; we've been through too much together to not think of each other that way.
I still remained in the same position in the family, and I am bound to protect the remainder of us from those who still seek two members, to capture and enslave for their exceptional powers. As long as I'm still standing, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
They took away half of my family, my friends, and the friends of my friends. He was right. It's not over. It's not over till we say it is.