It was a beautiful early morning, when everyone was still sleeping. Except one person, who was walking to the lake, with a notebook, feather & a bottle of ink in his hands. He went there & started writing something, like a story, though he knew, that he has too much power, so he had to be careful, for what he hould write. While doing that, he didn't notice, that a little duck swam to his side & looked at him. When the man turned to her, it quacked happilly, as if it knew the writer & he knew the duck. He smiled. "Hello, Ahiru, so you noticed that I was here & came..." & caressed its head. It seemed as happy as it could ever be. Then he continued to write a story, but suddenly, Fakir felt something, like the time, when Raven was coming to the town. He looked in the direction, from where he felt it, but saw nothing. "Maybe it's just my imagination..." he thought, but the bad feeling didn't go away. Actually, it even started growing stronger & stronger. He jumped from his place. The duck gave him a sad look of worry, but since she couldn't do anything, all she was able to do, was watch, as the dark figure appeared out of nowhere & looked at the writer. "You have the power to change fates, it's forbidden. Still, you used it, so you must die!" & the figure lifted its hand as the sword, emitting purple light, appeared. Fakir drew his sword, "Please, give me the power to protect my beloved ones, especially Ahiru, Mytho & Rue." he prayed in his mind & suddenly it started shining with pure white light. Then they jumped to each other, shouting & their swords crossed. Ahiru was watching everything with fear, as her dear writer was fighting for his friends, to which she also belonged, even in this body of a little duck, with no voice, or ability to learn ballet. She no longer was the Princess Tutu, who had the power to heal peoples' hearts & put the Prince Mytho's heart's pieces into one, which cost her the disappearance of human form, but the saddest thing wasn't the ballet or the conveniences, which humans have, but the thought, that, being a duck, she couldn't be with Fakir forever, she won't be able to hug him, kiss him &...dance with him pas de deux...That thought was just killing her from the inside & a tear came out, shining just like a crystal. When it reached the ground, the white light filled the forest & screaming, the dark figure was gone. "What's happening?!" Fakir had to cover his eyes, such a blinding light it was...
When it was gone, Fakir dared to look at the direction of where the duck was standing, but it wasn't there. Instead, he saw a girl, with ginger hair, in a long braid & blue eyes, the ones that not long ago, he fell in love with. Ahiru was standing in front of him, having her human form back. She had no necklace, which meant that she's no longer dependent to something like Myhto's heart shard, like it was that time. "Fakir..." the marine blue eyes were filled with joyful tears & they united in a tight embrace. "I've missed you, Ahiru...I've missed hugging you... Please, if it's a dream, don't wake me up... I want to stay like this with you forever...". She whispered in his ear "Me too..." & kissed him...