Thanks to Nastia Cullen for DEMANDING that I publish this soon, or die. I don't think she would kill me, because if she did, I wouldn't be able to publish this… But with Nastia, you never know…

Disclaimer: I. DO. NOT. OWN. TWILIGHT.

The Witch Children

Alec POV

Jane got caught.

I didn't.

In other words, it's up to me to rescue Jane.

I'm still unsure whether I should kidnap or kill Michael.

It's such a hard choice.

Because if I kill him, then Jane will have to marry someone else, and my conscience will hurt me.

But if I kidnap him, Jane will marry someone else, then he'll come back, I'll be hanged, and Jane will be the poor wife to two horrible men…

On the other hand I could just kidnap (rescue) Jane, and we could flee…

I liked that idea.

So I crept to her house to steal away the "blushing" (with anger) bride.

I was met with horribleness.

The window was locked.

The doors were locked.

And when Jane slipped a note through tiny opening in the window it said:

Can't get out. You can't come in here either. My cousin is standing guard, and when he's tired, he'll get another of my cousins to stand guard. No visitors allowed. I have a plan though… just keep quiet at the wedding (funeral…)

Suicidal,

- Jane

I'll try to keep quiet.

Don't think I'll succeed.

I have a plan too now.

When the preacher asks: Does anyone here object? I can say that I do…

But the stupid adults will never listen to me… UGH…

Guess Jane's plan had better be a good one.

Jane POV

I thought up a plan.

When the most important question comes around, I can say: I do not.

But no one in their right (evil) mind will listen to a girl on her wedding day…

Oh well, it's worth a try.

'A very bad try.' An annoying voice said inside of my head.

'A try is a try.' A different voice responded.

'But a try isn't a good try unless it has a good chance of succeeding!' Argued the annoying voice.

'Killing you has a good chance of succeeding if you keep that up!' The second voice said firmly. Hmmm… I like this voice…!

The evil voice shut up.

Thank god!

My mom came and shoved the dress at me.

Yes, that's right. Dress.

I already told you once, I WAS FORCED.

Hmmm… I wonder what will happen if I rip up the dress….

I'll probably be torn to pieces….

Not worth it…

Besides, I'm sure mother has a spare somewhere….

I put on the dress and knocked on the door, signaling I was ready to my father. Who was ready to guard me and let my cousins get dressed and ready.

He took my arm, just in case I ran, and led me down.

It was time for the wedding… (FUNERAL!!!!!!!!)

I wanted to stop it here, but I realize you people would kill me, so I decided to live and continue.

Alec POV

I got dressed in my suit (the itchy, scratchy and stiff one…) and went outside, to where the wedding was taking place.

I took my seat, and waited for the moment, when the Jane I knew, would die.

Jane POV

I saw all the lucky people who weren't getting married today sit down.

Nobody could see me.

I liked it that way.

I saw Alec with a sad expression on his face.

If things turned out badly today, that expression would become worse…

The funeral, excuse me, wedding music started to play and I was marched down the aisle by my father.

Michael stood waiting at the arch thingy.

His expression was eager, like he couldn't wait until the honeymoon. I shuddered to think about it.

When we were near the preacher, I took a deep breath.

This would either save me, or kill me.

It went by so quickly. Did the preacher really have to talk that fast???

Couldn't I enjoy life just for a little while????!!!!!!

The answer was no.

Just then the preacher asked Michael (the devil) the question. I was imagining two big red horns and a flaming pitchfork tail on him while he said: "I do."

Then the preacher rambled on for a few seconds before turning to me.

Time seemed to move slowly as he asked the question that nearly always was answered with 'I do.'

Not this time though.

Alec POV

Oh no.

Jane hesitated after the preacher asked the question.

Oh no.

PLEASE GOD!!!!! SAVE HER!!!!!!

That cannot be her plan.

Please let that not be her plan.

I think my praying is in vain.

Jane POV

"I do NOT." Was the answer I gave the preacher.

"WHAT???" asked Michael.

"I. DO, NOT." was my reply.

My father and Michael both looked like they were about to strangle me.

"WITCH!!!!!" Someone in the audience called.

The rest of the crowd took up the chant.

"WITCH, WITCH, WITCH, WITCH,!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The crowd roared.

Alec stepped in front of me.

"WAIT!!!!!" He shouted.

And of course, because he was a man (boy) the raging, chanting, crowd waited.

"We all know that Michael shall abuse Jane, so she is perfectly in her rights to refuse to marry him!" He informed the audience.

"HEY!!!! THAT'S ANOTHER ONE!!!!!!!!" The crowd raged once more.

Then, the crowd quieted as the mayor stepped forward. Surely he would stop this madness!!!

"The accused are guilty. BURN THEM!!!!!" I never liked that Mayor….

The crowd seeped forward at us.

It was then when I fully realized what was happening.

Today, I die.

Of course, I knew that already.

What I didn't know, I would be burned to death.

Sorry for the suspense… I just felt like stopping there…

Review please!!!!!!!

Crazily with voices inside my head,

Marie