Alright! Final chapter! TOTAL FRIGGEN TEH WOOTNESS!
Mr. Dollar-Store-T-Rex: Well, this is quite a surprise.
What is? The fact that this chapter is actually kinda long? Or...?
Mr. Dollar-Store-T-Rex: No. You see--
"Will you be my friend?" a (literally) glowing smile grew on the transparent creature's faint features.
"Huh?" the two dumbstruck idiots stared at the geist.
The paranormal thing's smile only grew larger, "I have a gift for you, if you'll be my friend." A golden light frightened away the darkness and fog.
The human and half-elf, finding the strength, sat up.
A glorious jewel floated upward from the ground, an almost divine humming seemed to radiate from it.
"Is...Is that the jewel from the tale...?" Lloyd wondered aloud.
"Yeah," Genis said, eyes glued to the mere beauty of it all.
"I'll give you this," the ghost continued on excitedly. "And anything else, but in exchange, you'll have to promise to be and stay my friends for an eternity."
"Hold up," Lloyd's eyes tore away from the splendid thing. "You'll give us anything we want as long as we promise to be friends with you?" The figure nodded. "But that's not a friendship then!"
Genis nodded in agreement, though he was unable to take his powder eyes away, "Lloyd's right! Any friend saying they need things from you is no friend at all, just a monster."
/Nearly two hours of discussing friendship and about the ghost/
The ghost had never really experienced friendship. Hell, the thing never even had a friend!
"I'm really called a murderer?" the geist twiddled his fingers.
"Yeah," Lloyd swung his leg from the fallen log he was sitting on. "When you kill people for no good reason, people usually will call you that."
"But they broke their promises! Liars deserve to be punished."
"There's one thing that bothers me though," Genis said, a confused look grew on his face. "How come you stole that jewel if you don't like material possessions?"
"I did not steal it!" the ghost threw his arms up in indignation. "It was a family heirloom. The Tethe'alla king wanted to get his greasy little greedy hands on it. I said no and ran away with it, hiding it in this forest when it wasn't as wild. But I was attacked and killed by monsters."
The creature sighed, "Then this wizard came along and cursed my soul saying, 'For not giving, you will never go on until you give and get something in return but people will abandon you and you will punish them severely.' So every time a person or persons finds me, I try to give that stupid thing away and gain their friendship but they always end up trying to get away with it, so I have to kill them... And no, their souls don't stay and kill everyone."
Ohhh...so he never really was a murderer.
"Well, we'll be your friends..." Lloyd was about to continue on.
"Really!?" the apparition's eyes glowed fiercely with (what they believed to be) happiness.
"Yeah but you have to promise that you'll get us out of this forest and back with our other friends."
"Sur--!"
"Wait!" Genis held up a finger. "We also need you to do one more thing..."
/At Camp/
Raine walked up to Zelos, "Zelos, have you seen Genis or Lloyd?"
"Huh?" The Tethe'allan looked away from the mirror he had. "What was that, my beautiful lady?"
"Stop that," Raine was tempted to pull a Sheena (not a Grounded-Sheena) but decided against it. "Have you seen Genis or Lloyd around? It's starting to get dark and I haven't seen them."
"Nope."
The silver locked woman sighed and walked off, asking other members of the group for the whereabouts of the two boys.
Zelos looked back at the mirror, admiring himself, tilting his head side to side. He had others but he liked this one the best. It was an antique made with real ivory, jewel-incrusted, inlayed with platinum and gold, and had his name carved into the handle.
His mirror image began to melt.
The red-head had a confused expression on him, flipping the reflective glass around and back again.
He could see himself clearly again. The pink idiot smiled at the mirror and winked, thinking, Man I'm fucking hot. Ooh, and sexy, can't forget sexy. Even Roxanne would stop putting on the red light.
The mirror began spewing out fog like dry ice. A transparent brown-ish tipped hand reached out to the Chosen.
"What in the he...?" The Indian-red-head drew the glass away from his face. As a forearm grew out, the young adult tossed the thing. Fog flooded the ground.
Another arm, then a mass of cobweb-grey hair, pulling out its' rag-covered torso (though it had a problem pulling up its' breasts) and finally, moonlight-fair legs covered in scratches.
"Holy..." The azure blue eyed man's feet were stitched to the ground below him.
The creature's, though its' face was covered, eyes glowed. In an ugly and raspy voice, the thing said, "My mother thought I was too beautiful to be her daughter and threw boiling zinc on me. You who had my mirror, you shall give me your prettiness." Boney finger tips covered in, now newly discovered, dried blood, reached for his face, intending to make good of her words.
"Ahhh!" Zelos dashed over to where the rest of the group was. He screamed again when he saw the faceless corpses of his friends.
He began to panic. He started hyperventilating, muttering to himself madly, rocking slightly back and forth, one hand tugging at a lock of poppy-orange hair while the other was clamped over his mouth, and tears threatening to spill over.
"I need your prettiness." The voice sounded so near.
The carnation-pink wearer dashed off into the forest, screaming wildly. The night time darkness of the vegetation instantly engulfed him.
He ran and had absolutely no idea where he was. He was bent over, trying to catch his breath and slow the flow of epinephrine, chanting in his mind, Not real, not real, not real, not real, not real, she wasn't real, the others aren't dead, I'm just having a nightmare right now.
Zelos straightened up and panted a bit, still not fully recovered with all of the strenuous running he just did. His ears heard the sound of bubbling water.
/Gurgle/ /Gurgle/ /Gurgle/
A small brook happily flowed beside the red-head.
The red-head now knew where he was: lost.
Lloyd and Genis where laughing madly, high-fiving each other and grabbing their sides.
Raine, Sheena, Regal, Presea, and Colette woke up from their stupor. They shook their heads and looked around (except Regal who instead ran over to the black caldron bubbling over).
The two boys stifled their laughs and tried to look like nothing had happened.
"Lloyd? Genis?" The elder Sage walked over to the friend and brother. "Where's Zelos? I just talked to him a few seconds ago."
"Dunno." the dwarvin-raised teen shrugged his shoulders.
"I think he said he was going to pee." Genis cleaned his nails.
"Oh," Raine nodded and said, "Well, dinner might be a little..." she twisted her head around and saw the others freaking out as Regal tried to put out the now flaming pot. "...late."
She sighed as the others cried for her. The healer left to help.
The two friends snickered one last time before turning their heads back to the forest, waving and giving a thumbs-up.
The ghost's pale glow could be seen through one of the large bushes. A transparent hand waved back to them and watched the males leave to help as the fire started to engulf their backpacks filled with all of their supplies and gald.
The creature looked at his hand, noticing his light rapidly losing glow and him becoming even more see through.
I finally going over... the geist smiled softly. But before I leave...Zelos spotted some peppermint growing near the bank, tore off some leaves and inhaled the scent deeply. Already he could feel himself starting to unwind.
A high pitched sighing sound was heard and then the crackling of bark being torn. Zelos spun around.
Inscribed on the trunk of a tree was a single sentence, Just keep going right.
Mr. Dollar-Store-T-Rex: ...and then she ran off with the intentions of--
Oh, shinznits and a boiling bucket of kiwis, Mr. Dollar-Store-T-Rex! They're back...
Mr. Dollar-Store-T-Rex: Huh? Oh! Skittle would like to thank everyone.
Yep! Cause without your reviews, this story would have not gone to the second chapter, or third. It probably would have been deleted.
Ed: /Neigh/ /Snort/ /Neigh/ /Sniff/? Translation: Why are you acting like this is the greatest accomplishment in the world?
Because you prick, this is the first story in a looooong time that was more then one chapter and I actually finished. Figures A And B was the only multi-chaptered story I really finished. /Sniffle/ I'm so proud of myself!
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