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Moonlight Ending

The next two days seemed like a dream to me. None of it felt real at all. It was as if our joining had brought us more together in a way. The night was coming… the fourth night where we would meet Carson and Adam. I was anxious for it. I could fight, but could I fight my own brother?

"Are you alright Faye?" Silas questioned from behind me.

I snapped out of thought and looked back at him with a smile.

"As alright as I'm going to be," I laughed rather nervously.

'I don't want to kill my own brother… He was my own flesh and blood…' My face became solemn at the thought as I sat on the couch.

Silas moved closer to me; wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I told you," he whispered into my ear, "We're going to save your brother."

"You can't promise that," I murmured, closing my eyes.

"I'll do whatever it takes to save him. We have four days left together…"

'Would that be enough time to change his mind?' Sighing, my eyes fell onto a family photo of us all.

We had been happy once – content – with our way of life. They seemed to argue a lot though - my parents. Every time my father seemed to drink… things always went bad. He had threatened so many times to leave… we had to beg him not to. Adam never seemed to care about when they argued. He was always only concerned for himself.

"My mom told me once that he was living just like them… reliving their life. I always thought that I was the black sheep," I laughed slightly, "I never thought that… he would actually become the black sheep."

Silas's grip tightened around my waist and he shook his head slowly.

"Who thought that siblings could be so troublesome," he murmured.

"Yeah really," I laughed, looking towards the window.

'Just a few more hours… then the battle can begin…'

The house phone rang and it drew my attention fully. Silas seemed to sigh at the disturbance before handing me the cordless phone.

"Recognize the number?" he asked quietly.

"Not really," I replied, pushing the talk button, "Hello?"

"Ah, so you two really did come all the way home," Carson's voice mused darkly, "I thought that you both would have run away from your older siblings."

"Ha, as if I was ever afraid of you," I laughed rather hatefully.

"I seem to recall a certain date where a certain someone sank his fangs into your throat… but I guess we can speak of such things later," he laughed again, "Now you know the place where you became one of our kind?"

I seethed at his mocking tone. He truly was a bastard.

"Kind of hard to forget," I hissed.

"We will meet you there at the creek come twilight," Carson stated, "I hope that you are ready to lose that precious boyfriend of yours."

"I hope you're ready to go to hell," I growled before shutting the phone off.

Silas's tongue licked the base of my neck rather tauntingly before grazing his fangs over the frozen skin.

"Would you care…" he whispered, "…if I left you a reminder of my so you don't forget?"

'…Forget? How could I ever forget?' My eyes narrowed slightly at the thought. No matter how long my life turned out to be; whether it ended in five hundred years, or tomorrow… I knew that I would never be able to forget the one who changed my life forever.

"If that's what you want," I murmured, moving my black hair over my other shoulder.

There was a small chuckle from him before moving closer to my frozen skin.

"This might sting a little," Silas whispered before his fangs sunk through my granite like throat.

The sun was setting as we made our way through the darkened trees.

"You'll be able to do this Faye," Silas whispered to me, "Newborns are built with bruit strength."

"My brother had bruit strength to begin with," I muttered as I came to the bottom of the final hill.

There they bother were – Adam and Carson – waiting together. Adam stared into the creek as he sat on the old bridge while Carson leaned against a tree.

"Took you long enough," the older boy mused with a smirk.

Adam's head snapped up from the creek to see who was there. 'Oh no…' The pale skin didn't suit him at all. I was used to seeing him tanned all year round… and I could never picture him being frozen like ice since he was naturally warm all the time. His short, dark brown hair looked slightly messy from where I stood.

"I wouldn't be so cocky," I hissed, baring my fangs hatefully.

Carson laughed with dark amusement before turning to look at Adam.

"Why not welcome your sister home, Adam?"

Adam got to his feet and he walked forward with a slight smirk on his face.

"Hello Faye," he greeted, "I never thought that being such a thing… could be so exciting."

'No… Adam…' I winced slightly at his words.

"Adam it doesn't have to be that way!" I told him through pleading eyes, "You don't have to kill people for blood-"

"Actually Faye," Adam cut me off, "I enjoy it. I enjoy feeling them beg and squirm for freedom."

Silas came forward and stood in front of me.

"You're a fool to agree to his way of living," he stated, glaring at Adam rather darkly, "An older sibling protects the younger… they don't betray them!"

Silas's tone surprised me. He was growling and baring his fangs.

"It was never expected of me to look after you, Silas," Carson laughed as he pushed off the tree trunk.

"I never expected you to," Silas hissed, "I just thought that he could have done a better job."

'I can't believe this is happening…' I began to growl hatefully in my throat before I had Carson pinned to the trunk by his throat.

"You're going to pay what you have done," I hissed lowly, tightening my grip.

"What are you planning to do?" Cason asked with a cocked brow, "You are not experienced enough to your instincts."

"Shut up!" I growled, pulling him away from the tree before slamming him back against it.

Dead branches and leaves fell to the ground from the force. 'He's nothing but a god damn asshole…'

"You understand nothing," he told me darkly before pushing back against me.

Silas and Adam ran at each other before locking hands and pushing against one another.

"Why is your smell on her?" Adam asked through a clenched jaw; his red eyes hateful.

"She chose me; just as I chose her," Silas hissed, "Just as your girlfriend would have your scent on her."

"You son of a-"

"Why don't you understand that she cares about you?" Silas asked, taking a tighter grip on Adam's hands, "She doesn't want you to live like this."

Silas threw Adam into the knee deep water of the creek before he could get a reply.

"That's not the only way to live."

Carson laughed as I tried to pin him back to the tree.

"So you two did it huh?" he asked, eyeing the light bite marks on the bottom of my throat – vivid to a vampire's sensitive eyes, "How amusing."

"Why is that funny to you?" I growled, head-butting his forehead forcefully.

That put some distance between us as Carson chuckled slightly.

"So my dear little brother didn't tell you?" he questioned; honestly amused, "He must not if you two became mates."

"Tell me what?" I growled, getting ready to attack him.

"The reason why you are as you are now instead of human," Carson mused, "…the reason as to why both your parents and your brother is like me now."

My eyes widened slightly as his words. 'Silas told me that it was Carson's fault… That if he hadn't of been there then it would have never happened…' My brows furrowed slightly as I turned back to see my brother recovering in the creek.

"It was your fault," I stated seriously, looking back at the bastard I was fighting.

"Is it now?" Carson questioned, "When did you become such a liar, little brother?"

Silas seemed to be on him in a second; having Carson pinned to the tree with his fangs buried deep within Carson's right arm.

"What are you talking about?" I asked with agitation and confusion.

'Why am I the only one who gets confused anymore?' In the background I could hear Adam laughing as well.

"He agreed to do it, Faye," Carson laughed, "We agreed that if you found out what he was, then we would kill you. He said so himself."

Silas's fangs seemed to sink deeper into his brother's arm before he began to pull away from the body.

I was tackled and pinned to the rough dirt by Adam. Water dripped off him and onto me as he tried to get his fangs on anything. I pushed to keep him away as a cry of pain rang through my ears. 'What is he doing?'

"Don't you dare look away from me!" Adam growled threateningly at me.

"I should so I don't have to see the stupid monster that you are," I growled back, "I always thought that you were so lucky. They only seemed to fight on the nights that you were nowhere near home. I used to wish that I could have escaped too.

"And then you left for university, leaving us along. Whenever you came home, all you cared about were your stupid friends! I can't believe that it took me sixteen years of my life to see what a stupid bastard you were!"

I rolled to the left, turning the tide to pin Adam underneath me. 'I have no regrets in freeing you like this.'

I dug my fangs into his shoulder and began to pull as hard as possible. My brother was no longer alive inside this monster… and I was forced to kill what was left of my family. I pulled to the point where his shoulder was completely ripped apart and Adam's cry of pain filled the air. Taking hold of his arm, I ripped it off before knocking off his head.

Silas had ripped his brother's arm off and threw it to the side. Then Carson's fangs almost pierced his flesh as he came back around.

"Why can't you just give up little brother?" Carson asked, trying again.

Silas used his forearm to block, and his brother's fangs sank easily into his skin.

"Because unlike you… I fell in love and I remember what it was like to be a human," he hissed, wincing at the venom's sting, "but you never were human…"

His free fist collided with Carson's head; knocking him to the side and tearing the skin slightly.

"Is that it? You 'love' her?" Carson asked with a dark smirk, "You sure that that is that case? Are you sure that you're not just making it up to her for making her one of our kind?"

"That doesn't concern you Carson!" Silas growled hatefully.

"Is that the case? Am I picking at a wound perhaps?"

I listened to both of them argue; pick at each other hatefully. 'I don't like Carson at all… for more reasons than one…' I furrowed my brows at the thought.

"That is something that you will never understand," Silas hissed, clenching his fists hatefully.

With their arguing, I slowly made my way to Carson's back before jumping on it.

"I don't like you," I hissed, taking him into a headlock, "You have no dreams… There's only darkness in your stupid head."

"Of course I have no dreams," Carson mocked me, looking back towards me.

Suddenly I was thrown over his shoulder and landed on the bridge forcefully, cracking the old wood.

That action gave Silas the chance he needed and he sunk his fangs deeply into his brother's throat. I could hear a scream of pain as I rubbed that back of my head and sat up slowly. My darkened orange eyes caught the last sight of Carson's head being ripped from the torso. It was thrown to where the arm was and then Silas threw the unmoving body there as well.

"You're wrong… Even without sleep we still have dreams."

After a few moments, he turned back to look at me with rather apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry Faye… that I didn't tell you sooner," his voice said rather solemnly.

I didn't move from my place on the bridge; merely watched as he threw every piece of pale skin into on pile. Once he had every piece together, he lit a match and threw it onto the pile. 'What is he doing?' My brows furrowed slightly at the thought.

A purple smoke became alive over the two dead bodies and a retched smell filled my nose. 'That's so awful…' I chose to stop breathing, in hopes that I would be able to keep the smell out of my nose. I watched Silas through the darkened night; the fire lighting the area slightly.

"I don't understand," I murmured quietly.

"Didn't Marco tell you the only way we could die?" Silas asked, his light red orbs looking towards me.

"I think so… Ripped apart and burn the pieces?" I questioned curiously.

He nodded his head before standing warily at the edge of the bridge.

"But why did you agree to kill me?" I asked; eyes almost brooding, "If you… loved me so much, then why would you do that?"

"To protect you, I suppose," Silas almost whispered.

"How would that be protecting me?" I questioned, becoming slightly more confused.

'To kill me wouldn't be protecting me…'

"Do you have any idea on how mangled and… torn apart you would have been?"

I fell into silence, telling him that my answer was no.

"Your Oma had said that she hardly recognized the bodies when they found them," he continued, not sitting down. "You… would have been worse than that."

My eyes widened at his explanation. 'Is that true? Would it really have been that bad?'

Getting to my feet, I walked to stand in front of Silas with rather… pleading eyes. My hands grabbed his shirt at his sides before my head rested against his chest.

"When did I… get so lucky?" I asked as Silas wrapped his arms around my back, holding me in a tight embrace.

"Probably at the same time that I did," he murmured with a slight laugh.

"…Maybe." I agreed.

'I was lucky… if only for a little while.'

Silas's P.O.V.

I never expected for the rest of the week to pass by so slowly. If felt like time was at a standstill… just Faye and I together. We watched old movies from her childhood. She showed me a lot of her video games and all of her favorite anime shows. I had heard of the word and the topic, but never chose to see it. I had no reason to until now. And as I watched her through all this, Faye seemed just like a little kid again. She laughed at all of her old drawings, showing me where her style seemed to change if only slightly.

Above all things, I enjoyed seeing her that way. She was just like a little kid inside… and in a world at this timeframe, how would anyone have understood that? Of course there was more than one of her kind in the world, but how many had been so alone? So… misunderstood? I had to admit that it made me love her all the more. This was Faye, and whoever didn't understand her was at a severe loss. To me, she was just about the most interesting thing in the world.

Even through time that moved so slowly, the last day came just like any other had. She lay beside me, snuggled into my side. I watched her play her favorite game from over her shoulder. It was six-thirty in the morning and the sun was well hidden behind dark clouds. 'A storm is coming.' I thought with slightly furrowed brows. Rain always came on dark days… On days where everything bad seemed to happen.

"Faye," I whispered to her as she lost a battle against a guy named Sephiroth.

She had tried to explain the concept of the game that he had derived from, but I could not follow it fully. I knew that this Sephiroth was the main bad guy; that he was a carrier of bad things. That was all I really got from it.

"Yes?" she asked with a small sigh.

"Can I try?" I asked curiously.

This Kingdom Hearts 2 game seemed quite interesting to me.

"If you want to," she said while handing the remote back to me.

I gave it a shot and lost worse than she had. Faye was so good at the battle; being able to get off fourteen out of fifteen bars of life. I had only taken off five.

"Not too bad," she laughed at me, shaking her head slightly.

I laughed as well before dropping the controller to the floor instead of handing it back to her.

"What are you doing?" Faye asked with confusion.

"I have to leave Faye," I whispered to her, holding her to me tightly, "I have to leave you now…"

I could feel her body stiffen slightly at those simple words. They were hateful… but they were true. It was time to go.

"Why do you have to go?" she questioned, her tone quiet and… sad.

"To keep my word," I told her, closing my eyes.

'I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… but I love you.'

"You have my memory… you have me always Faye," I whispered gently into her ear, "I gave you my gift… and now I must go."

I rolled her onto her back before crushing my lips to hers. The kiss was passionate, and it would be the last thing she remembered of me. Once our lips parted, I would no longer be in the room… I would be on my way to say my goodbyes and I would be gone. 'I love you with my entire being Faye… I would have never done this out of regret. You are my existence Faye… Please don't forget me.'

Our lips parts for the final time… and I was gone.

Before I knew it, I was in La Push… going through the forests there to find the place I had been held before. Though the effort was wasted; for they found me first.

"I kept my promise," I murmured, "Now might I have my picture back?"

Faye's P.O.V.

I didn't know how long I lay there for, wondering if the whole thing was nothing but a foolish dream. I found myself wishing that it were a dream… that I had just stayed unlucky and misunderstood. I wanted to be the black sheep again.

"You're so stupid," I whispered to myself, staring aimlessly at the plain ceiling.

I assumed that a lot of time had gone by, since my television had shut itself off due to uneventful-ness. 'You know you can't go back in time.'

Sighing, I moved for the very first time since he had left. He had been gone before I could even have my eyes open. I wished that that kiss had never ended; that time would have just stopped for once… I didn't want my body to be frozen… I wanted time itself to be frozen.

A crack of thunder sounded outside the walls of my house and I could hear the rain drops falling from the sky. 'A storm…' I thought, actually smiling slightly. As I got to my feet, I went to the mirror and looked at the memory that Silas had left behind for me.

The damn thing really had stung.

End of Last Chapter

Epilogue

Twenty-five years passed rather quickly. IT had been strange watching every year go by and having nothing change. Home's changed, people changed… but that was it. Over those two and a half decades, I had gotten a great idea. I had gone to Canada's Wonderland alone; enjoyed every ride possible. The following year, I went to Marine Land, dragging Marco along with me. Then when he moved, I followed. Every year in the summer when we had just one full cloudy day, I dragged him to the nearest amusement park. By the twenty fifth year, we had gone to every amusement park in America, and were living in the New York State. We had just recently gone to Darien Lake.

There were odd nights when I didn't stay with Marco… times where I just stayed outside and wandered around. Those nights were the nights that I listened to people's dreams. I sat outside their houses and listened. Some really were quite interesting. I had to laugh though when people dreamt of Hollywood's vampires and werewolves. It had always been amusing on how they became one of us… how scared they were. They should have been.

When the next cloudy day came, I had come out of the forest and had gone for a walk through the town. I enjoyed watching the people with my golden eyes. My long black hair hung down my back as I walked and my bangs covered most of my eyes. It was strange… walking through a town and pretending to be just like them. 'They have no idea…'

A hand took hold of mine and as I went to jerk away, my hand was stuck. 'That's not right…' I looked back to see who it was and I saw a pair of delighted red eyes looking back at me.

"Might I have a chat with you, fair lady?" the stranger asked me with a pleasant smile on his face.

By appearance, the man didn't look older than nineteen of twenty. His short brown hair was rather windblown; from running I supposed.

"I suppose that you could," I stated cautiously before his pleasant smile turned into a grin.

"All right! I know just the place!" he said excitedly, pulling me across the road.

'Why are we going to the town park?' I wondered with a cocked brow.

Who was this guy? What was another vampire doing in this area? Why was he coming to talk to me? He brought me to the town park and we sat on the fountain's ledge. He let go of my hand before looking at me with interested eyes.

"Sorry about being so sudden," he apologized, "but I saw you not too long ago and wanted to speak to you."

"Why?" I asked, "There's nothing interesting about the one that sits here."

My voice wasn't happy as it was twenty-five years ago… not even when I spoke to Marco. There was just nothing there to make it that happy.

"You're the only other one I've seen in almost ten years," he laughed rather sheepishly, "You get kind of lonely when you only travel with one other person."

'I suppose it does…' My eyebrows furrowed slightly at the thought. With the memory of him in plain sight every time that I changed my clothes… how could I not have been lonely?

"So how long have you been one?" the strange guy asked enthusiastically.

"Twenty-five years," I murmured, digging up old memories.

"Really?" he asked, his face more than delighted, "That's not too long ago. I thought that it might have been about a century or so since you were walking so openly through the crowds of people."

'Why are you so enthused?' I wondered with confusion. The wind blew gently, blowing my bangs out of my eyes. Then there was a quiet 'oh' from his lips.

"I get it," he laughed, "You're an animal blood drinker."

I looked at him with some surprise. Not many knew about that way of life.

"The one who created me; he had eyes like yours," the guy laughed slightly, "I don't remember what happened, but he apologized so many times for it… It was almost as if he was so denied of blood that he couldn't help it."

"How long ago?" I asked; honestly curious.

"Ten years," he mused, shaking his head slightly, "I think I finally got the hang of it."

After a few moments of silence, I needed to ask.

"If the person who bit you drank animal blood… Why do you drink human blood?"

"He told me a story," the guy admitted, looking at me with a smile, "About how he came to drink animal blood… and how he had finally become happy.

"When I heard it I found that I wanted to find my happiness that way too," he explained, kicking his feet slightly at the thought of happiness.

'He's just like a little boy…' I smiled slightly at the thought, bringing back happy memories.

The guy looked at me curiously; noticing my smile.

"I was happy once," I laughed slightly – a sad laugh, "Such a stupid reason to be happy at the time. Everything went wrong… Everything died in the span of a week. My parents were killed by his brother. Then my brother become one of us but was on his brother's side of the war. I was forced to kill my own brother… and then, when the week ended, he went back to a place so he could keep his word."

I felt like laughing at all the torture I had gone through in that last week. For some reason it seemed almost funny.

"Why were you happy if that had all happened?" the guy questioned with a cocked brow.

'Yes… why what I happy?'

"I suppose that it was because I was with him the entire time. He loved me through it all; even through the moment that he had created me," I replied with a smile, as if it had been the simplest thing in the world.

I had loved Silas and wished every day that he would come back. I always asked myself 'Wouldn't everyone want that?' Loved ones that went to war, or worse – died in war – then didn't the ones who waited at home wish that they would come back home? Wasn't everyone selfish in that way?

The boy nodded his head in agreement with a smile on his face.

"It must have been nice," he said pleasantly, "to be in love like that I mean."

"It was nice," I admitted, nodding my head as well, "If I could, I would go back just to see his face at least one more time."

'I would go back and never let him end that last kiss…'

"Everyone should deserve one happy ending," the boy stated, furrowing his brows slightly, "Out of the two that we might get, I think that at least one of them should be happy."

"You'd think that," I laughed, shaking my head slightly.

'Maybe the worst day of your life can change into something else… Who knows, maybe even nightmares can become dreams.'

Footsteps stopped in front of us, not too far away and the boy beside me made a face of disappointment.

"It's time to go back now Howl," their voice said simply, sounding rather amused.

My eyes widened at the voice, causing my head to jerk upward. 'But how? It's not possible!'

Apparently it had been possible.

There he stood, only about a meter away from me with a pleasant smile on his face. He was wearing a loose black dress shirt; revealing the top of his chest. His pants were black as well.

"See Faye, isn't he just like you?" he asked, holding a hand out towards me.

"…Silas?" I asked with a slightly furrowed brow.

"You sound confused," he laughed at me.

Immediately I was in his arms, taking in his long missed scent. I had almost forgotten what he had smelled like.

"But how?" I asked quietly; full of disbelief.

"Carlisle somehow made a deal with them before they could rip me to shreds," he explained gently, "I went back to look for you, but you were gone."

I looked up at him and our golden, almost butterscotch eyes locked. Only a moment passed by before his lips captured mine.

"Yeah I don't mean to interrupt," Howl's voice came from behind me, "but can you guys not do that?"

This time… I wasn't going to let my family die.

Hello again! So, what did you all think? I hope it was to your liking. :3 It was to my liking anyway but I guess that would be because I wrote it. I was going to make the Epilogue separate but I kind of didn't want to make it thirteen chapters… I really believe thirteen is an unlucky number. Lol. Anyway, thank you for reading! I appreciate it. :3 Please R&R, and I hope that you all enjoyed this fanfic. :D If there's any spelling errors… my bad. :F

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