Meredith looked so beautiful and elegant as she walked down the aisle. 

I felt Damon staring at me but I couldn't look at him, I was tearing up. 

Stefan was standing under the trellis and Alaric just in front of him. 

Alaric looked so blissfully happy, even with Bonnie visibly twitching nervously behind me.

Bonnie stop fidgeting! You'll make them worry over nothing.

I can't Elena, I can hear his voice in my head all to loud and clear. He's close.

I looked over at Damon, and he nodded. 

Wings of Protection! My silvery-white wings grew from my back and the sight made Bonnie and Meredith gasp. 

Meredith searched my face for anything wrong but could find nothing past my perfect poker face.

Stefan brisked through the ceremony quite quickly, he could sense Loki near too. 

Damon was wound tight, as the tension emitting from my body was worrying him. 

"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride!" 

We broke out into cheers and wolf whistles, as Alaric gently kissed Meredith on the lips.

Our celebration ended with Loki, in all his kitsune glory, appearing from the trees. 

"I did you a favour and let them marry, but now little girl, you and me have some unfinished business!" 

"You know what, this is only our second meeting and I already detest you, so why don't you be a good little monster and run along?" I said, ignoring the disbelief on Bonnie's face. 

"Not until you or I are dead." 

"If that's how you wanna play it. How about we move away from the trees? I don't wanna start a forest fire." 

Suddenly everyone was a blur of movement, but I'm too fast for them.

Wings of Fire.

Encased in dome of fire, scarlet wings surrounding me, I faced Loki down. 

"Okay, hit me." 

He moved quick but not quick enough to land a hit on me. His fist went wide and I gave him a little nudge to help him on his way into the wall of fire. 

He yelled and jumped back, glaring at me with complete hatred. 

"Your own fault! At least I can land a punch!" 

"You won't be able to even move once I've finished with you!" 

"Yeah I heard dead people don't usually move. Then again I've died three times already, and that hasn't stopped me!"

He yelled and charged at me. 

At the last second, I moved and stuck my leg out and tripped him over. 

I jumped on top of his back and wrenched his head back and smashed it into the dirt. 

He threw me off and tried to throw some black magic at me. 

Wings of Protection, I screamed internally. 

The magic stopped in its tracks. 

I hurtled white magic and he screamed and collapsed in on himself. 

I walked over and bent down to look at him. 

"How about we do this another time? If you listened to me yesterday, I said Friday. Today is Thursday and to be quite frank, you're boring me." 

I got up, pulled my wings back in and started towards the house.

I heard him get up and curse at me, before he tried to silently creep up behind me. 

I spun round, grabbed his neck and threw him thirty yards. 

Refusing to give up, he bounced back up and started to charge. 

"Wings of Pain!" I yelled. 

The gossamer wings looked like moving ebony. 

Loki dropped to the floor like a dead weight and didn't move. 

"Don't come to this house ever again. If you want a fight, first learn to throw a punch and second no man's land is the only place I will bother to fight with you."

He nodded and backed away into the forest. 

Our next fight will be your last. Loki's voice warned in my head. 

I walked back into the house and was immediately in Damon's arms. 

"Are you okay?" 

"Are you kidding? He hurt the grass and himself more than he hurt me. He didn't even touch me." 

"That's my girl." 

I looked down at my clothes.  

Maybe I should change.