There Will Always Be A Catch

Epilogue

Naota's POV

Damn my luck… damn it all… I thought that my luck had changed. I thought that this recent change was the beginning of something good, but how wrong I was…

There was no point in going on. It was all so pointless now… after recent tragedies I was ready to let the darkness overcome me, let the bittersweet taste of death consume all the hate, sorrow, and pain, and bring relief to my broken spirit, but a searing physical pain, and mental awareness wouldn't let me die, as I lay in the grass, stained red with my own blood. My arm had a deep wound from elbow to my shoulder, and was bleeding severely. My legs felt like they were broken, I wouldn't be surprised if they actually were. Without even touching it, I could feel a bruise on my forehead.

I was lying on the grassy hill under the bridge, the small bridge under which Mamimi smoked when she skipped school. I opened my eyes and absorbed my surroundings, I could barely move, so looking was all I could really do.

My "comrades" weren't in much better condition either. Canti, the complicated and confusing robot, looked like someone mauled him with a sledgehammer, as there were several dents and cracks in his metal outer shell. He seemed to have a hard time standing, as he kneeled there, in the shade of the bridge.

And then… there she was… Haruhara Haruko, clutching her infamous bass guitar, and wearing the same vespa goggles and slightly unorthodox pink attire. However, her trademark smirk, was nowhere to be seen as she leaned against her moped for support, seemingly slipping in and out of consciousness.

I wished I could help her, but I could barely get up, no matter how hard I tried, I could probably crawl over there, but that would be impossible, as it brings attention to a persistent obstacle. All I have to do is look up, and I see him. Hovering above me, staring with a taunting glare. He was a great foe who opposed us, the cause of our current physical and mental discontent, and he shone a bright red, glowing with the power of the Pirate King, Atomsk.

End Epilogue.

Message From the Author: Here is the revised Epilogue. (Yes I am aware that this is the Prologue, but it is based on events AFTER these following chapters.) After almost a year and a half of abandoning this fic, I finally decided to revise and continue it. I will also warn you that the next chapters will take longer to revise than the epilogue, so please be patient. Your reviews will be appreciated.

P.S. Also, I changed the name of the story from "Terrified" to "There Will Always Be A Catch."

-StitchedOblivion