Three episodes of season ten left! No, no, no!

Clare's Pov

It was beautiful. Black chairs filled with unfamiliar people stood align on the sides. In the middle, a red carpet ran from the doors to where a priest stood. Behind the priest was a thick evergreen forest.

The hairs on my neck stood straight up as people began to turn and look at me, pure joy on their faces, yet sheer fear on mine.

The priest cleared his throat, signaling for the organist to begin to play the bridal march.

Jenna left my side along with the guards. I instantly missed their presence, the only thing that made me feel somewhat secure.

I swallowed forcibly and walked down the aisle. My breathing began shaking and I stopped. Looking behind me, I saw that the guards were by the door so I couldn't run.

I looked around for another exit, but each one was blocked by guards.

The organist stopped playing and murmurs shot through the people. Jenna was soon hissing in my ear, knife to my back, "Keep walking." Jenna snapped her fingers twice and the music began again.

This time Jenna followed behind me, knife still to my back hidden by her body.

The pressure of my back left me as Jenna sat in the front row.

I shivered as I stepped up the porcelain steps and faced KC. It's funny how two months ago I would have smiled and remarked how cutes he looks, but now, now it was different. KC only looked like a crazed kidnapper.

I flinched when he reached forward to place back my veil. His icy hand grabbed my chin and forced it upward. I looked into his cruel eyes, as he whispered, "You look beautiful."

My nose flared, "KC, I don't love you don't make me do-,"

"We gather here to conjoin," The priest interrupted, "Kevin Charles Guthrie and Clarabelle Diane Edwards." I gasped quietly at the sound of my full name.

The world began to spin again. I looked hazily at the crowd and KC, the priest voice now incoherent.

KC's touch on my hand jolted me back to reality. I snatched my hand backward once I saw that his was bleeding. "Give me your hand." His voice sounded soothing, yet his eyes took back the thought.

I shook my head and began stepping backwards, but stopped abruptly in the chest of the guard. The guard yanked my hand forward and spread my fingers from its clenched fist.

Wincing, I looked away from the pain slicing against my palm. I looked helplessly into the dazed crowd for help.

KC's hand pushed against mine. I squirmed at the thought of KC's blood and my own mixing. Several drops of our blood fell into the cup with the sound of falling rain.

KC lifted the cup and drank from it, creating a bloody mustache dripping down his chin. He smirked at my horror, and passed the cup to me.

I didn't take it; instead, I turned to the six foot guard. I was an ant compared to him.

I waved him down to my level urgently. The guard bent down slowly to my eye level.

In one swift move, I had shoved the rose stems into his eyes and I was running.

I trembled at the familiarity from a dream I had, except now a whole gathering of people chased me as I edged the woods. I stopped momentarily to take of my shoes.

When I glanced back, everyone had stopped and was staring intently at the woods.

A rumble gradually built coming from the forest. I didn't know whether to run towards it or in the other direction.

A roar ripped from the forest and out jumped a wolf, followed by another. I almost began to weep. It was Adam in wolf form.

I began to rush forward. People began to shout, "Stop her! Get her!"

I set my gears in to over drive. As I neared them, figures of humans began to form.

"Eli?" I screamed as one flew towards me. I cried as I was in his arms.

He shushed my violent sobs, "I thought you were dead!" I cried. Eli sweeped me into his arms and carried me to his family quickly.

Almost collapsing, I leaned against Eli. He looked frantically around, "Victor!"

I was passed from Eli to Dr. Goldsworthy. "Take her somewhere safe."

I shook my head and grabbed Eli's shirt, "Eli,"

He turned around; fangs exposed and eyes red instead of green.

I licked my lips and whispered, "Be careful."

Eli nodded and his cold lips kissed my forehead. I savored his touch knowing it could be my last and let Dr. Goldsworthy carry me away.

Eli's Pov

The smell of Clare's blood finally left the area. I let out a loud snarled, as I faced the crowd of demons and werewolves many of which were transformed by now.

I ran in mindlessly, speaking to myself as I killed them. "You dare try to hurt my Clare?" I showed no mercy fighting through to get to KC.

Surprisingly, when I reached him he was still in human form in a tux.

"Why haven't you shifted?" I growled.

KC chuckled and brushed imaginary dust of his shoulders, "And rip this? Oh, no, it's silk."

"You should be ashamed of yourself!" I snapped trying to control my temper.

KC cocked his head to the side, "Why is that?"

I scoffed, "Kidnapping Clare and forcing her to marry you when she doesn't love you! Have you no morals?"

"No!" KC barked, "She loves me!"

I laughed at his dull wit, "Do you believe that KC? Why did she run than?"

"She was scared!" KC shook his head.

"Exactly!" I stepped forward, "You scare her KC! She doesn't love you!"

"Shut up!" KC roared and lunged at me, tackling me harshly to the ground. He reached for my neck to snap, but I rolled over and pinned him to the ground, "Clare is mine!" I punched him in his jaw.

"No!" He panted and kicked me several feet in the air.

I landed on my feet and was darting towards him again. I twisted him easily in a headlock.

"Why won't you shift?" I chuckled in his ear.

He flipped me over and slammed me into the floor, "So when I kill you, you'll remember my face!"

I get up and wiped the spit off my lip. "If you're such a man come get me!"

KC ran towards me. I grabbed his shoulders and shoved him into a wall, my forearm against his throat.

He spat on the floor and chuckled, "Kill me. You don't have the guts."

I chuckled, "You don't know how long I've waited for this."

I removed my fore arm and replaced it with my fangs, which sunk deep in to his neck. KC let out a gurgling screamed as I ripped a part of his throat. He slipped slowly to the floor, blood pouring smoothly down his tuxedo.

KC slowly began to day, yet not quickly enough to save him the excruciating pain.

I shrank down to Eli level, "I will put you out of your misery." I place my hands on his head and snapped his necked, and just like that, KC was dead.

"No!" I heard I distorted voice from behind me. I turned to see a tall woman with yellow eyes and red skin. She wore black armor, and was ready to kill.

"Jenna, it would be best if you go back to the underworld and stay there. There is no use of you here." I walked cautiously over to her.

The demons yellow eyes flickered as she laughed, "I will kill you, Elijah!"

We lunged at each other, but before I could reach her, searing pain shot through my back, paralyzing me. I fell to the ground and Jenna jumped over me.

A foot pressed me to the ground, as I try to get up. "You will die!" I heard Jenna's blade slip from her hand she was tackled to the ground.
I blinked hazily as Jenna wrestled with a werewolf.

All of my energy seemed to leave me, and I drifted into sleep, the sounds of war remaining my ears.

Wow, intense! KC is finally dead! I still have one more surprise up my sleeve though! But you will have to wait till the next chapter!