Ruth sat next to her daughter's bedside. She held her daughters cold hand, and prayed for a miracle. She wept silently. Lane brought her food to eat, but she refused it, to sick with worry for the girl who was comatose.
It had been a wonderful birthday party in the beginning. Presents were stacked almost to the ceiling for the twins and Anna (since she was alive and it was her birthday too). Friends from all around came, including Kate and Luis (the half elf pair Lane and Ruth usually played poker with) Isobel and Sebastian (friends of Lanes from High School) Aurum and Erik (friends of the family who owned the local bookstore) and many others.
They had all gathered around the teens to watch the presents being opened. Besides countless magical things, junk food, jewelry, and clothes, they each came into their inheritance.
No one counted on Michelle showing up though.
Mythriel had just made a very funny joke about her brother when the lights went out. It was pitch black, and by the time millisecond that Erin had turned them back on with her magic, Mythriel was slumped in her chair, eyes rolled back in her head and looking quite dead.
"MYTHRIEL!" Ruth screamed, grabbing her daughter before her body slumped to the floor. Michelle stood in the doorway, laughing her big ass off. "I told you! That girl will die in a few hours!"
Erin threw a spell at Michelle that obliterated her in a millisecond.
All of the guests offered what advice they could, and left. Lane carried his daughter up to her bedroom, and placed her body on her bed. Richard committed himself to being her guard and would not leave the room for anything.
Erin came into the room, and pulled Ruth aside.
"Dry your eyes, she's not dead. Remember the counter spell?" She said, cradling her friends head on her shoulder.
"But what if we can't find her other half? What if he died at birth? What if..?" Ruth's questions were postponed while she sobbed into Erin's shoulder.
"He will come for her; you just need to believe in love dear." Erin replied.
Okay, so about this chapter. In May I had a whole pretty ballroom scene planned out, which is why I had you send in your cameo's with the dress designs and crap. And now its August and I've gone from happy to more morbid/killing people writing. Don't ask me why. I am soooo sorry that this came out much later than intended. This is the chapter before the last chapter btw. Any votes onto whether you want me to continue with these characters in other fairy tales? I guess that's all. Please R&R!