Unknown POV

This new girl - Teddy, I think her name was. How DARE she take Damien! OK, so yes, I was going out with Edward, but I'd always preferred Damien. Edward knows how long it's been like this - I watch him every day and night, hoping one day he'll come and... I don't know, propose or something silly like this. But not something like THIS...!

Damien, Damien Damien. How could you do so wrong? You know how this is going to end, and it WON'T be pretty.

Teddy, I'm sorry, but for you, this is the end.

For myself and Damien, this is only the beginning.

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Unknown POV (but it's a different person!)

For years, I've watched out of a window. For years, I've watched him - make mistakes, fall into traps, achieve goals - and now he's got the girl of his dreams, Teddy. But for some reason, that just doesn't seem right. I can't help but think she doesn't want to be here, like she's trapped or something - which maybe she is, I don't know all the details.

Every time I see Damien now, he's broken down in tears, worried for her, scared for her, and sometimes even upset BY her. That just doesn't seem right. Was he keeping her here against her will? That, I had to admit, sounded like Damien.

She seemed... different, somehow. We were alike, me and Teddy - that much was obvious. That much I knew. That much, Damien had told me.

"lord," he'd prayed, as he knelt by my grave, eyes closed, concentrating. "Mazza. Please, I'm sorry for all I have done. But please, I beg of you. Make her happy to be here. Protect her. Let her see how much I love her, how much I want her to be mine,"

It continued on like that for ages, it always has. But this time it changed - and it took a turn for the worst.

'Mazza, I can't take it anymore. Is it nice up there? You deserve nice... but you won't be able to tell me what it will feel like because you'll be in heaven, and I'll go to hell. Will you protect Teddy for me? I can believe I didn't even get to see you grow up - but I bet you'd of had a better childhood in heaven. This place down here? This place is hell,"

"I don't know if I can talk to god from here, I'm sorry, big guy. Man, im sorry for everything I've done - there's nothing I can say I'm good for. So, yeah, I'm sorry. If I see you, I guess we can talk. Yeah? Yeah. Maybe you can tell me how to be a good guy. Anyway, I'm wasting your time. I know you hate me, Mazza, but that's no reason to hate Teddy. God, please don't hate Teddy! Err, amen, or whatever,"

That can really sting. REALLY. He still thinks I hate him, even after 5 years. I'm 13! I got over it. I'm over Lucy, too - not the she's over me. That's nothing that'll never change.

But there's something I need to decide, because gods in front of me. He's frowning.

"Mazza, you're the sweetest of all my goddesses - why would you want to be human again?"

I bowed. "I just DO. I need to stop Damien - doing something he can't do! It will wreck the fabric of time!"

"OK," He decided. "but please come back, Mazza. I need you to keep your position, you know. I cant do everything, and I can't watch over the vampires as well!" he chucked. "enjoy your holiday, Mazza. Please be back soon."

And then he waved, and I felt grass beneath my feet. This was it.

I was human.

***

Teddy, oh Teddy. You're slippery - thats good, you'll need to be. But you can't win this. I won't LET you win this. That'd be silly and dumb - and how much of that can the world send around? Especially seeing as you've taken at LEAST 10% of it!

Damien has been talking recently, to that bitch Lucy. She has her hands on a guy called Hans at the moment. That's interesting, because he keeps muttering "where's Catherine?" in his sleep, and from what I've heard Teddy used to be called Catherine. Interesting...

If there's anything I know, it's that there was SOME connection there, and whatever it was, I was going to use it to get rid of Teddy. This time, forever.

Flashback

"Hey, Catherine! How do you dare go out in that? That top totally screws with your mind!" I shouted over the football field at the girl walking along, carrying her books as if they meant everything to her.

"can't you get facts straight? FANESTRIES is cool, NOT Fanester!"

She turned to me. "you know my name," she muttered. "that's something, if you're bothered enough to remember my name,"

I growled. "EVERYONE knows who the losers are, Kitty! Did you know that's what people are calling you recently, what with you're little STUNT with Jacob! You sank you're claws into something you had no right to, little girl, and you have messed with a VERY big cat!"

"you mean in width? I can't argue with THAT..."

"you are DEMENTED! Don't think you're a little Queen! You're nothing, and you never will be!"

Then I smiled at her, my best, most angelic smile. "oh, and I expect him back by monday, all wrapped and done with a pretty pink bow. Oh, and no damage, too."

She glared. 'he deserves better than you!"

"what, and YOU'RE better?"

"yeah, as a matter of fact, I am. I'm not perfect, but at least I'm not a rotten piece of garbage. Oh, sorry, I'm talking about you, arent I?"

***

She was a bitch, and she was gonna pay. I remembered Jacob. He truly was my perfect match, and I loved him more than anything. But then she stole him from me. But no, she was NOT gonna steal Damien from me too. No way in HELL.

So yeah, she was gonna pay. And she was gonna pay BIG.

***

Lucy

Flashback

"mummy?" I began, as she ran the comb though my thick black locks.

"is something wrong, dear?"

"why does no one like me?"

She looked down at me, her face filled with shock and a little bit, just a teeny tiny bit, of disappointment.

"people like you! Katie likes you,"

"I don't like Katie anymore," I mumbled. It wasn't true - I practically loved Katie, she was like a sister to me. Better her a sister than Mazza. She was an annoying little brat - only 6, yet she could still be a pain in the butt. She was a constant attention hogger.

"why don't you like Katie anymore? You two are like peas in a pod! Can't separate you!"

"she's got a crush on Damien," I muttered. "EVERYONE'S got a crush on Damien! It just wouldn't work - she dribbles all over him every time she sees him,"

"that isnt a good reason," mum sighed. "you're a tough cookie to crack, Lucy. You want friends so desperately - yet when you get them, you throw them away so easily! You've got more enemy's than I can count-" she paused, then changed the subject.

"when am I going to meet this Hans, then?"

"when I'm ready,"

"grumpy pots," she tickled my chin, and I giggled uncontrollably.

"stop! Stop! Stop!"

***

"stop! Stop! Stop!"

I gasped, rolling over, snapping open my eyes. Why did I dream that dream, over and over, almost every night? It was as if a warning - something (or somebody) warning me about something. But what could that one moment possibly mean?

Hans was shaking me.

"Lucy! Lucy! Are you OK?"

"yes," I gasped. "just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about, go back to sleep."

Hans tilted his head. "I can't."

"why on earth not?"

"I can't... I keep having this dream. About... about this girl. I think her name was... Katie?"

"Katie," I thought. Then I thought of something. What if..?

"KATIE!"

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DumdumDUM! Merry Christmas, every one! Even if it's not quite christmas! Big shout out to anybody whos giving a gift to someone this year - its the giving that makes Christmas so special! Also a shout-out to my first commenter! Enjoy!