Prompt: Dying
"Alice, I'm sorry," he whispered.
"I wouldn't have done it any other way" she soothed, taking his hand in hers.
She felt them closing in around her and she could sense that there wasn't much time left.
" Not one thing" he agreed, pulling her behind him, trying to shield her with his body.
The Volturi came closer, bringing with them the same sensation of the calm before the
storm. He knew that there was no point in fighting. They were doomed anyway. But that
didn't mean that he wasn't at least going to try to protect the one he loved. She knew that
all stories would eventually have to come to an end. This was the end of their story, but at
least they would end it together