Author's Note: What's up guys. This is begins a rewrite of my alternate ending to HT, replacing the final twenty minutes or so of the movie. It picks up following the scene on the roof where Mavis tells Dracula that she thinks she had Zinged with Jonathan following his rejection of her. The alternate ending will be deleted in the future, since this will completely replace it, but the story will follow largely the same path. The other thing, is that this one will be written from more of a first person perspective than any of my other stories. I'm so used to writing history papers (I graduated from Purdue University with a BA in History) that it just was difficult for me to write in first person. Any feedback on ways that I can improve on this is appreciated, or any other reviews as well.

Even though these characters will not appear in this story, some of Jonathan's family will be mentioned in this one. Jonathan's parents, Mike and Linda, his brothers, Brett is the oldest, and Kent is older than Jonathan, and finally his sister Jenna.

Chapter 1

What Was I Thinking

(Jonathan's POV)

I had been sitting on the bed in my room for the last 4 hours, and couldn't stop myself from crying. Tonight had been the best night of my life, and at the same time the worse. Fate has this weird way of being cruel, especially when young fools are in love. During this trip, I got to explore a creepy old castle's ruins that led me to the hotel which, oddly enough, was also a creepy old castle.

I got to meet the legendary Count Dracula, himself and all of his friends. I smiled as I thought of how cool all of the other monsters were. Frank was a riot, while Wayne had a dry, but awesome sense of humor. I guess that having almost a hundred kids can do that to you. God knows that my Uncle Mitch told me that my dad had been a lot of fun before my oldest brother, Brett, became a teenager. Maybe it was just a midlife crisis, or Wayne didn't have any energy left after chasing his kids around all night.

Griffin was an absolute hoot. He was always playing pranks on all of the monsters. Hell, I was no slouch myself, but someone who's invisible has the ultimate advantage when it came to pranking.

And then there was Murray. The mummy thought that he was the ultimate 'ladies' man', but a lot like the old SNL character, he always found new ways to fail, and they were normally epic.

This left the ladies; Eunice, is a lot like my aunt. She's nice, but man is her voice annoying. I mean like nails on a chalkboard annoying.

Wanda, Wayne's wife, reminded me a lot of my own mother. She was warm and kind, but could be a little scatterbrained at times. The one thing I did like about her, was unlike my mom, she wasn't as big of a ditz as mom. I smiled even wider at the thought of my mom and Wanda meeting, but I knew that I would never happen.

It would never happen because I had done the stupidest thing I ever could have. Dracula had hidden the fact that I was a human from all of his friends for the past three nights, so they all thought of me as just another monster; Johnny Stein, a distant cousin of Frank's right arm. I still don't know how we were able to pull the charade off for that long, but I should have known that it wouldn't had lasted forever. Why didn't Dracula just kick me out earlier? Why didn't I leave when I had the chance after the 'chicken fights'? That's when the smile on my face vanished; I knew why, and it was all because of her.

I had a special feeling about Mavis when I first met her, but I never thought it would get any deeper than any of my other friends who were girls. I mean, there was NO WAY it could have ever gotten any deeper than that. We were just too different. She's a vampire, and I'm human. It couldn't work. Yeah, I know, Twilight. My sister loves all of those books and movies, but the vampire kid almost killed Bella when she was human. But maybe I was missing something.

I had talked to Jenna the first night when I got here. When I told her that I was in Transylvania, she had joked that I might find Dracula. I couldn't tell her that I already did, and that he had a daughter that I was absolutely smitten with. Yeah, I know; 'smitten' is a really old school word, but I just don't know any better way to say how I felt when I first met Mavis. Jenna told me that she had just finished the latest book in the Twilight series, and almost gave me a complete book report on Breaking Dawn. I didn't care, hell the last book I read was during the only semester of college I went to. That had been a mistake; I didn't belong in college. I wanted to travel the world. I hated where I grew up. Living on the coast may sound cool, but Santa Cruz was one of those cities that if you had no interest in working in technology, then you need to get the blank out of there. Don't get me wrong; I love to surf, but all of the tourists keep invading the area during the summer. Even all of the 'local's' spots were starting to get invaded. And that was kind of the last straw.

When I told my dad that I wanted to drop out of college and explore the world, at first he was against it. He thought that if I wanted to see the world, then I should join the military. That wasn't gonna happen. Could you picture me in boot camp? Just no way! Mom surprised me for the first time in my life. She was on my side on this one. Jenna had known the real reason though. My mom had hoped that it was just a phase, and it would end soon. I found out that she had told my dad that after a few months away, I would be begging to come back and would "shape up and fly right" as she always liked to put it. But the more I explored, the more that I realized why I was drawn away from Santa Cruz. The last thing my mom told me before I left on my first trip to London was, "Just remember you can always come home. I know what you're going through better than you think. There's two reasons you go through a phase like this; either you don't know what you have here, or you're looking for someone or someplace to settle down. Just remember to follow your heart, because it knows better than you head what you should do."

Yeah, a lot of good following that advice got me. I came home for a few weeks to reset my travel plans, and what did it get me. I won this travel magazine's contest, and got an all-expenses paid trip to Romania. There was this recently renovated castle's ruins that they wanted to send someone to for a review of it. That's when I felt something almost dragging me here. Don't get me wrong, I love the hotel. It's just so cool with all of the monsters that are real, even though I did totally freak out when I first realized that. But would they have been so cool to me if they knew I was a human? Mavis showed me this slideshow that Dracula had produced showing really silly people. Apparently Dracula had been trying to tell his friends for a while that humans still hunted monsters, and bit the toes of monsters and worse. I did have to admit to Mavis about piñatas. There was a grain of truth to what Dracula told his friends about filling their heads with candy, but they weren't really the heads of monsters. Mavis smiled when I showed her a video of my six year old cousin's last birthday with a Superman piñata. But other than that one example, everything he told the monsters was completely wrong. And even that only had a small sliver of truth.

I still hadn't shown them the second thing that the travel magazine wanted me to review for them; that being the annual Transylvania Monster Festival in Brasov. I figured it would be like ComicCon, and should be good for a few laughs. But why was I led here?

When I got to the Ruins of Lubov, I felt this presence. It was like super powerful, but it didn't feel like a ghost. Rather, it felt almost loving. That's what led me here. I kept hearing a woman's voice telling me that I'd find my destiny here. What I found was great, don't get me wrong, but I wasn't ready to meet Mavis. She was the most perfect girl I'd ever met in my life. I'd had girlfriends in the past, but it never got anywhere near like what I felt around her. Mavis was the only girl I wanted, but like I said earlier, we were just too different. I couldn't promise her anything long term. I mean, she was 118, and here I am only 21. He dad looked to be only slightly older than my dad, but he was 562. How could I promise her anything? But why did something keep bringing me back to Twilight, but more importantly something kept making me think of what my mom always said, 'If we remember the why, the how will take care of itself'. Mavis was a really good why. Maybe it was possible to me to become a vampire too, but I wasn't ready to give up all the awesome things about being human. Boy, if Jenna could only know I was living out my very own version of Twilight, she'd freak.

Something pulled me out of my thoughts. After I made possibly the dumbest mistake of my life, and told Mavis that I hated monsters (Yeah, I know. Major WTF were you thinking moment), and she stormed out of the room even after knowing that I was human and saying she still loved me, all I wanted to do was leave ASAP. But the next flight I could catch to America was in three hours. I didn't have enough time to make it to Bucharest, and I didn't want to aimlessly travel any more. I had found what I was looking for, and like an idiot, I had given it up out of fear. But it wasn't the fear of Dracula sucking out all of my blood, but rather the fear that for the first time I actually discovered what I was looking for. I had spent so much time on the search that I never thought about what I would do when I found it. Mavis longed to see the world, and I could definitely help her with that one. The only continent I had yet to get to, was Asia, and that was only because I liked Europe so much.

I realized what pulled me out of my mind; I left my phone on shuffle and a song had started, Good Directions by Billy Currington. The second verse in it specifically has a line in it that says, "You fool, this could have been love." It was right, but like the moron I am, I threw it away. Maybe I could talk Dracula into erasing me memories, I thought, but quickly dismissed that idea. Mavis was too perfect for me, and no matter what he did to me, I'd never be able to forget her. It's kinda like what Shakespeare said; 'to thine own self be true'. That's rich, right? Me quoting Billy Shakespeare, but since I'm in my own Romeo and Juliet here, then why not? I can't even guess what my parents would think, and as for Dracula, he'd never give me his 'Little Mouse'.

I checked again on my phone. Was there any way to be back to the States sooner than the next night? Yeah, I thought, leave now and catch a train north to Budapest. Finishing packing my stuff, I thought for what I thought would be the last time if I was really doing the right thing. Not for me, but Mavis. I know what she wants, and that to travel the world, but what did I want? That's when it hit me. All I wanted was her. I was craving her company. Thinking back to what Wanda told me when she first figured out that I was human, and I had zinged with Mavis, I remembered the truth. You only zing once, but unlike YOLO, YOZO was true. I'd never get her out of my head, and neither would she. I'd be hurting her even more than I could ever possibly by staying if I left.

I had to know. Did she Zing with me? If she did, then damn Dracula. I was staying with Mavis.

As I built up my resolve, I heard a knock on the door, which almost made me piss my pants, especially after I heard Dracula's voice. This was it, I was a dead man. And what made me the most upset, was that I never really got to experience my first kiss with Mavis. She shocked me so much at her party, that I wasn't ready for it. And by the time I started to like it, Dracula was towering over me. If nothing else, I had to know her touch, her kiss. I'd gladly leave after that, but I had to try and make this right; if there was no doing that, then fine. But I have to try.