Finally, after five months (I think) I have updated! Please don't hate me!

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As Mukudori and I packed our bags to go back to school, I noticed she was giving me strange looks. That in itself wasn't unusual; she gave me weirded out or frightened looks all the time. What was strange was that the looks she was shooting my way now were much more frightened than they had ever been.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Mukudori?"

I flinched when she jumped.

"Is something the matter?"

"NO! No. Why would anything be wrong?"

The lie was so obvious on her face. I leveled a flat stare at her as she squirmed.

"You've been obnoxiously twitchy for the past hour. Something is clearly wrong."

She took a seep breath and looked away. "It's your Enchantix form. It looks as though you were born to kill"

I sighed. "Maybe I was."

She flinched yet again, making me groan inwardly. Look, 'Hime. I can never hurt you. Make you worry, yes. Tease you, yeah. But I can never physically hurt you. You're just that sort of person."

Mukudori appeared to be somewhat relieved but still wary as she nodded.

"Now come on. We got a portal to catch."

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In Faragonda's office, I finally got to speak with her over some tea.

"Now that I've got my Enchantix, how do I use it to lift Michael's curse?"

"Let your heart guide you. It will tell you what to do."

Great. Mystic mumbo-jumbo. I took her advice anyways and entered my Enchantix form. Closing my eyes, I let my mind go blank while still focusing on Michael's curse.

"The pendant?"

"Yes, child."

I hadn't realized I had said it out loud. I opened my eyes to see Faragonda smiling at me. Shrugging, I bade her good day and returned to my dorm.

There, I found Michael sprawled across my pillow. Taking the pendant, I opened it and dumped the contents into his face. It was sparkly blood. He squawked and sat up, sputtering. Above him, the mark of Thorn appeared and dissipated, leaving Michael dazed and clear-eyed. No trace of dark magic anywhere on him.

I was so happy. I had lifted the curse of Michael Myers!

My relief faded into dismay, however, as Michael smiled at me, shimmered, and collapsed into dust that rapidly vanished.

Well, that sucks.

I doubled over as pain hit my body. Looking at my hand, I saw it was shimmering just like Michael was.

Oh. The blood that Chow spelled all those years ago is going the way of Michael. That means that my genetics are reverting. This… is gonna hurt.

I next woke up to find Chow holding my hand.

"Chow…?"

He woke up and looked at me, relief shining in his eyes. "Shelby! You're finally awake!"

"How long was I out?"

"Two weeks exactly. It would seem your original bloodline came to the surface with the curse lifted."

"Really? But I liked that Goth look so much." I whined.

Chow just laughed and handed me a mirror. I looked in it and found…

Red-blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and freckles.

"Lovely." I grouched.

"That's what I was thinking." replied Chow as he kissed the tip of my nose.

I smiled. Looks like things were starting out to a new beginning.

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TWO YEARS LATER

"You may kiss the bride."

The bride and groom kissed, earning applause from those gathered. Finn, the best man, Ratso the ring-bearer. Viper, the maid of honor, Jade the flower girl. Black the "pastor", and Uncle chanting spells to ensure the marriage went well.

But who were the bride and groom?

As they walked down the aisle, Chow swept Shelby off her feet and poofed them to their honeymoon.

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END

Stupid ending, I know. -_-"