A/N: These are only alternate endings. In this story, they didn't actually happen. They were ideas I had, but I didn't want my story to end in such a manner. However, I wanted to share them with the public, so here we are.

Chazz knelt in the snow, flakes falling around him, gathering in icy lumps in his raven-black hair. He gripped the bouquet of wilted red roses so tight, the thorns penetrated his flesh, causing crimson to stain his poor, pale skin.

"I'm so sorry."

As he whispered these words, tears as clear as crystal ran down his cheeks from where they had gathered at the corners of his onyx eyes. Using the sleeve of his black jacket to wipe them away, he heaved a great sigh of bitter disappointment.

"I let you down. I broke my promise. I said I'd never let anything happen to you. But I was wrong. I was too late. And for that I am truly sorry."

He took a deep breath, the frigid air paining his lungs. Then, he looked up at the gray, overcast sky.

"I was a fool. I could never do anything for you. Everything I said was a lie. I had no confidence in myself, and I was right not to. You should never have gotten involved with me. If it weren't for me, you'd still be happy."

He laid the roses in the snow and pressed his forehead against the even colder gray marble of the headstone.

"Because of me," he said in a trembling tone, "you had to die. I'm sorry. I wish I could've proved that I love you. I will always love you. There is one last promise I can make to you, and this one won't be empty; I'll never forget you or the kindness you've shown me, no matter what, for as long as I live."

With these words left lingering in the air, Chazz arose and walked away, turning his back on his one, his only, true love.

Alternate Ending #2: (Takes place 9 months after Chapter 7)

Alexis fidgeted in the hospital bed, anxious. She looked over at Chazz, and grabbed his hand. He held it reassuringly, though he looked angry. She wondered if it were her fault.

After Charles had raped her, she had learned that she was pregnant, with his offspring. The thought of bearing his child still sickened her. No, she mustn't think of it now. There was nothing she could do.

A few hours ago, she had given birth to this wretched child. She had been under anesthesia at the time, so she had no clue what her child looked like or whether it was a boy or a girl. Nobody had talked to her about it. Although she was angry that she had to become a mother, of his child, she still worried about it. After all, the baby was born of her body, too. But now, she was forever bound to that horrid creature, that demon, Charles.

Chazz had been angry. He complained that she should be carrying his child. However, seeing how nothing could be done, he had to accept it. At that moment, he was the only one by her side. It was he whom had taken her to the hospital. It was he whom had remained at her side, squeezing her hand as she went into labor. However, she didn't know if the staff had shooed him out or not. Once the anesthetic kicked in, her world had gone black.

She began to fret. Why had he not told her anything? This whole time, he had not spoken a word to her. He seemed lost in his own thoughts; something had to be wrong. He had to be angry at her.

"Chazz?" she finally ventured, "I'm sorry."

He looked surprised. "It's not your fault. It's Ok."

"You're mad at me." She whispered.

"No, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at Charles. Why the hell did this have to happen? This sucks more than I can describe."

"Wh-where's my child?" she asked in a trembling tone with anxious amber eyes.

"Don't worry, and don't panic," he began.

"What happened?!" she panicked.

"Shhhh," he touched his lips to her temple. "Your baby's Ok. They just needed to do some tests because they didn't think everything was quite normal…"

"What's wrong with my baby?"
"Nothing, don't worry. I'm sure everything's fine."

He slipped his arms around her shoulders. She leaned against him, trembling, still aching and partially incompetent.

Finally, the door opened. Alexis perked up, thinking perhaps she would finally see her child. Instead, they were in for a rather unpleasant, and unexpected, surprise.

"Well, well, Alexis…" Charles snarled, "I see you're here with your lover. You adulterer!"

Without warning, he struck out at Alexis, smacking her sharply across the cheek. She cried out in pain and surprise, and a rather large red imprint formed on her cheek.

"Get away from her!" Chazz yelled, stepping between Charles and Alexis.

"You wicked man!" Charles shouted, "You have no right to intervene in a man's affairs with his wife. Now, why are you here with my wife, and what have you done to my child?"

"I don't care if the child is biologically yours," Alexis seethed, "The child belongs to Chazz. Chazz is the father. At least he should be."

"Silence woman! This does not concern you and this is not for you to decide!"

He attempted to strike her again, but Chazz caught his wrist.

"Leave. Her. Alone." Chazz enunciated each word, his dark eyes burning with hatred, warning Charles to step any closer.

"How dare you, bastard!"

"Don't talk to me like that. And don't talk to Alexis so disrespectfully or treat her as such after all she's been through! Now, I suggest you shut up while I call security."

"You have no such right to impede in my visit with my wife. Have you forgotten already? The child is mine! I will have none of this nonsense…"

Chazz gripped Charles wrists tighter as Charles attempted to wrest free. He became more agitated and more animated.

"I said, she's my wife! Mine! Leave now, or I'll call security on you! I'll have none of this! I wish to be unperturbed in my visit, and I will have none of this talk about you being the father! You had no right to her! She was never yours! Though dry and useless to me, being the barren desert wasteland she is, I have complete authority over her and her child, no matter whose it is. I hope you haven't been carrying on with her!"

"I haven't."

"I beg to differ! I know all about you two and your goings-on at Duel Academy. The wretch! The wench! The miserable, tainted, ungodly whore! Sinful heathen, mother of destruction!"

"What did I tell you about-"

"SILENCE, BASTARD! I THINK I HAVE EVERY RIGHT-"

Suddenly, Charles gripped his chest, his face red, droplets of sweat forming on his face. Slowly, he sank down to his knees.

"My…heart…"

Chazz did not move to aid him.

"Please…" he reached a desperate hand towards Chazz, "Get…a…doctor…"

Chazz looked coldly down at him. "What goes around, comes around."
Charles crumpled, then after a loud moan, lay still.

Chazz bent down and felt for a pulse. He shook his head.

Alexis stared down at her lifeless tormentor. She broke down into heavy sobs, relieved. Chazz put his arms around her, comforting her. But, although shaken, she was overjoyed.

(Three years later)

Alexis smiled as the little girl with beautiful, curly golden locks ran vivaciously around the backyard. Jasmine, her old friend from Duel Academy, sat on the couch with Alexis, watching the child.

"You know, being a mother isn't so bad."

"I'm glad. I'm really happy that Charles died before Annabelle ever knew him. And Chazz is such a great father…I mean, to marry you and adopt the offspring of that wretched old man…how noble is he?"

Alexis only smiled as a response.

At that moment, Chazz came in through the door. "What a horrible day," he brooded.

Alexis rose to meet him. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.

Jasmine smiled. "Even after being married for three year, I swear, you still act like newlyweds."

"We haven't been married that long," Chazz told her.

"I'll get Annabelle," Alexis told Chazz, "She has something to show you."

Annabelle came inside immediately after Alexis called her. For a three year old, she was quite well behaved and quite competent of her surroundings, thanks to the attention and devotion of her parents.

"Daddy!" she leapt into Chazz's open arms, hugging him and giggling. "I have something for you."

"What is it, sweetie?"

She held up a messy finger painting and smiled widely. "It's for you."

"Aww, thanks. It's beautiful." He kissed the top of her curly head, accepting the gift.

"One other thing, Daddy."

"What is it?"

"I love you."
"I love you, too, sweetheart."

Alexis smiled at this sentimental moment between her husband and her daughter. She was glad he had accepted her and Annabelle, even if Charles had tried to ruin their lives. The family went out onto the patio, happy to be together and content in knowing that there would be many good times ahead.