Oooh, this is the last chapter!! Sorry the last one was short, this one is a bit short as well. :) I'm thinking after this I would start a series called the Rocket Chronicles (or however you spell it), and the first book would be the sequel to this. Should i do it?

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James raised the knife, ready to commit the murder. Just a bit more... more...

"James... stop. Please stop. I hate this. You've already broken my heart enough...yet I still love you..." Jessie pleaded, her eyes slipping closed.

James stopped, dropping the knife. "What... what the hell..." he murmered, his skin restoring his color. His eyes weren't bloody anymore... they were turning back into those soft, emerald eyes that Jessie loved. If only she was awake... and alive. His hair brightened, soon he was the original James. The demon, Mikeru, cursed under her breath and left in search of another pupputish victim.

"J... Jimmy? Dat you?" Meowth asked, walking causiously over to him.

"Yes Meowth. It's me," James smiled, bending down on one knee and scratching Meowth behind the ears. Then he noticed Jessie lying there, motionless and pale as he was when he was possessed. "Oh god. I killed her."

"Feel for her heartbeat," Meowth suggested, a bit dissapointed when the scratching stopped.

"Akwerd." (Sorry, I can NEVER spell that right.)

"Er... right, sorry," Meowth took a bit to catch on there.

James couldn't cry. He'd already shed each of his last tears for her. "Meowth. Come here."

Meowth nodded. "What is it, Jim?" he asked, hoping to be petted or something like that.

"I think I should go."

Meowth whimpered, his eyes a bit watery. "Jimmy? Don't go! Why should you? Who's gonna cheer us up after you leave?"

"I have no clue. But what if that demon thing comes back? You might not be so lucky and I might actually kill you. Look what happened to Jessie," James answered, getting Meowth off his lap and walking towards the door, grabbing the silver knob. "So this is goodbye. Make sure to forget me, okay?"

"No. I'm gonna miss you if you leave," Meowth grabbed onto James' leg.

"Cross my heart, Meowth, I swear I'll miss you too. But I just don't want you guys hurt. You be happy with your lady friend or whatever you're calling her," James shook his leg a bit, Meowth clawing him so he wouldn't go. "Come on, at least have the decency to retract your claws, man."

"Fine," Meowth sighed, doing as James said and falling off his leg. "How about a hug before you go, Jimmy?"

James turned around, looked down, and smiled. "Of course, Meowth," he said, bending down on one knee and opening his arms. Meowth jumped up and wrapped his arms around James' neck, his tail curled up for some strange, unexplicable reason. (I just couldn't resist that, sorry people.)

Meowth sighed. "Will ya remember us, Jimmy?"

James nodded. "Of course I will. Why wouldn't I?"

"Ya promise?"

"I promise. I should go now," James got up and grabbed a picture of the tree of them. Hugging it tightly to his chest, he exhaled heavily. "Alright. Goodbye, Meowth. If Jessie is alive, just tell her that I'm dead. I don't want her to go out and look for me. She might get hurt again." He turned the knob in reluctance, and ran out.

Meowth watched out the window as his ebony sillouete was engulfed and swallowed by the shadows of the dark, clouded night.

Mere seconds after James closed the door and dissapeared, Jessie's eyes fluttered open.

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The End.

I really am hoping to write a sequal. Sorry that was so short. If you send me a reveiw approving of the series, them chances are high I'll do it. :)