Epilogue
She tripped and fell at just the perfect wrong moment. How could she not succeed in failing? That had been her plan all along- her plan to lose the wizard competition, her plan to let Justin win, because when it came down to him and Max, the winner was obvious. A little sacrifice didn't hurt her at all- it didn't even feel like sacrifice.
But when Max reached the power first and won, she felt like she lost everything she ever had. Everything she ever did was futile. She let go of something she really really wanted just because she knew Justin wanted it just as bad and she wanted him to have it, she couldn't bear to take it away from him, she couldn't bear to compete with him for it, and she couldn't bear to live with the fact that he would hate her over it. So she lost accidentally. And now, he had lost, and the power was in Max's hands. So what was everything for?
She was the real loser. She lost her powers, and it felt like the blood flowing through her veins was difficult, like it was snow on a December afternoon instead of the burning lava that magic made her feel. And she lost her hope that there would be something to keep Justin occupied. What would he be without his powers? And what would they be without each other now that they were mere mortals and had absolutely no way of ever being together?
Her head whirled and her vision blurred with tears that she had held back for as long as she had bounded her heart in false hope. Her whole world fell apart.
-the end
A/N: why such a hasty ending? 1. I lost interest. 2. Clearly, most of you did too. Anyways, hope the few of you still reading it liked it, I wrote it for you :)