Blaze Of Glory

PikaDarkness

Chapter 24

The Wedding

Delia, Emma and Misty, were in a separate place from Jeff, Ash and Brock. Delia wanted to do the traditional way of not seeing the bride before the wedding for it was believed to be bad luck for the prosperity of the marriage.

Jeff was fine with it, nothing was going to go wrong today.

"Emma you have to wear mascara!" Delia exclaimed, Emma looked like she was going to be sick, she hated makeup. "Come on let me put it on you!"

Emma took a deep breath, cringing when the makeup touched her skin. Delia sighed. Emma grinned at her, Delia looked at her with playful sternness which Emma copied.

"Misty where's the lipstick… I'll wear that." Emma beckoned for the deep crimson lipstick and carefully put it on. She thought it looked to dark for her fair skin but everyone reassured her that she looked perfect. This wasn't her idea of perfect but she'd have to live with it. Her hair was braided and put back into a bun, Delia's was just left down, she curled her hair for the simple pleasure of it, Misty wore her hair in the side ponytail she crimped her hair and put red hair extensions in.

Delia had hired a photographer, "Pictures!" the woman, Isabel exclaimed. Emma groaned- she didn't want to look back on this wearing this attire, but she had little choice in the matter.

"Just be yourself's." Emma was pure tomboy so she was sure Isabel would tell her off. Misty was half tomboy half girly girl, she loved water while Emma could dance. Delia was waiting for the driver to come up to tell them it was time, with avid anticipation. Delia had separate shots and so did Emma and Misty, Emma was trying to be herself but Isabel wouldn't have it, she was way to tomboyish for her. Although there was beautiful shots in there Isabel was still displeased.

Delia sat them down on the bed for a shot, Emma made her hand sign (thumb index and pinkie fingers up in the air.) while pursing her lips.

"No, no Emma your looking like a tomboy."

Emma shook her head. "I AM a tomboy! I cant act all prissy!"

"Try at least!" Emma sighed, she hated this photographer, but smiled anyway, however faint it was. "Perfect!"

"Not my idea of perfect, but our taste varies…" Emma said under her breath.

Delia shook her head. "Come on we have to get down to the church." Jeff and Delia had decided the church would be the better option, for the beach was closed due to rough seas and shark warnings, plus the waves were now covering the entire beach.

Delia and Misty got into the limo, Emma gazed up at the swirling clouds. "Hope your happy with this mum… I miss you." before getting into the limo.

Delia's bouquet was frangipani's - she had asked Emma out of pure desperation.

The driver looked suspicious, like the one who handed Emma a box with a bomb implanted in it, his face was covered. It took several minutes before they entered the church gates. Delia was crying with happiness and excitement, talking to Misty avidly Emma stayed out of the conversation, she was feeling damper, but she didn't say anything about it this was Delia and Jeff's special day.

Getting out Misty and Delia walked away from Emma who stood next to the car. Suddenly the driver leapt at Emma, covering her mouth with a giant hand and dragging her off. She fought viciously, trying to move his hand to scream for help but it was useless she was fighting against a fully grown man she had no chance at all.

Delia nor Misty noticed, except a couple of onlookers who overlooked the situation, probably thinking it wasn't serious, but it was.

When it was time to go in, Delia sent through her niece and nephew, Gypsy and Nicholi, Misty walked in when Gypsy and Nicholi were half way up, Emma was next.

"Emma?" Delia called, searching everywhere for her. "Emma?" she obviously wasn't around.

The priest came out not long later. "Ma'am what is the hold up?"

"I cant find Emma, Jeff's daughter, she is a bridesmaid to."

"You have to go in without her." The priest looked saddened at the wedding not going the way it was planned.

"Help!" Emma cried, hands being tied around a pole positioned in the middle of the room, then the stranger was sticky taping a bomb just above her hands, if she didn't get out… she had 10 minutes to live.

The stranger left leaving a terrified Emma behind him. "Somebody please help me! Help please!" Emma screamed consistently, but no-one was going to search for her now.

Delia walked down the isle, Jeff who was up at the stage, looked thoroughly confused. Emma should've been down here by now. Delia reached Jeff, she shrugged her shoulders telling him Emma wasn't out there.

Jeff looked up, the stranger was on the other level, this cathedral was amazing. The stranger held up what resembled a bomb but wasn't, Jeff understood immediately.

"Jeff- wait where are you going?" Delia cried as Jeff ran up the isle and out the door.

"HELP!" Emma shrieked as the bomb ticked down her minutes. "Help!"

Who was she kidding? No-one was coming.

"Emma?!" Jeff cried, there were no signs of her outside, he had to check the levels of the church/cathedral.

Emma was shaking the pole, as if it was going to diffuse the bomb. She had to get her hands out of the cuff's, "Argh!" Emma cried as the metal cut her wrists. "Can anybody hear me? Please help me!"

Jeff ran up to the top level, searching through every door he came to, but was he going to find her? He knew Emma would never flee at such an important day like this… but then where was she?

Emma had tears of fear in her eyes, she had 8 minutes left, her breathing got heavy, someone should be looking for her. I mean who wouldn't be worried about a missing bridesmaid? Jeff, Delia, Brock, Ash and Misty… weren't they worried or scared about her?

Jeff was scared sick, this stranger had taken his daughter somewhere, the clock… a bomb! He was going to blast her to smithereens!

6 minutes left. "PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" Emma screamed, trying to get a good balance to kick the bomb away perhaps break it.

"EMMA? WHERE ARE YOU?" Jeff shouted. This couldn't be happening? Why today… heck! Why at all? Jeff burst through a door, meeting shocked and angry priests- playing poker! They shouted things like:

"Heavens above."

"God forbid thee."

"God have mercy on your soul!"

Jeff didn't say sorry he just slammed the door so forcefully it shook, the priests were screaming things now, not like he cared about whatever they said about him, Emma was his priority.

Another door, it was a store room, chairs tables and spare window panes lay every few feet with a narrow walkway. Jeff made sure Emma wasn't in here before he left.

"Please! Emma tell me where you are!" Jeff yelled, his worry reaching the its peak, now his stomach was twisting horribly, his mouth was super dry and he became way to agitated.

"HELP!" Emma shrieked as seconds counted down her possibly four minutes left on earth… someone please come now…

The End…

Well this is it for Blaze Of Glory! This story was a pleasure to write, this is the second story I have managed to finish and I am super proud of it. Don't worry I'll get prequel done soon so you can see if Jeff reaches Emma in time to save her.

I have to thank everyone who read and reviewed especially: Female Spock, Sirianna Black… heck! I have to thank you all! If you reviewed my story then you know who you are (Because I've forgotten sorry! I haven't been able to access the internet!) Your support with this has helped me finish this story and made it as good as it is.

I'm taking requests for the sequel, I'll be saving them to my computer by saving my reviews and once the 1st prequel is done I'll be onto the sequel and you can read how I've put your idea's in hopefully meeting the standards that you imagined!

I have to say thank you all once again, people who have reviewed and ones that have yet to do so!

Thank You!

PikaDarkness