Okay, this took WAYYYY too long, but I was on holiday for most of the summer...
Ember sat in the darkened theatre, Chip's arms around her and her eyes still wet with crying, knowing that she couldn't stay very long. She no longer belonged in the world that she had once lived in. She was dead, and all she would ever be to Chip Skylark is a memory, a phantom of his past. As much as she couldn't bear to stay with him any longer, because she knew that if she did, she would never be able to leave, and then he might begin to hate her...she shook her head, unable to continue her train because the idea of Chip hating her was too painful to even think about. But she also knew that to leave him at all, even now, would probably only break her heart more.
She couldn't stop the tears that dripped down her ghostly pale cheeks, but she steeled herself for what she knew she must do. She knelt, and looked up at Chip. He looked at her, at a complete loss for words, the misery and pain he was feeling etched vividly upon his face. Ember took a shaky, rattling breath, then leaned towards him, and whispered in his ear. Chip closed his eyes: although he knew very well that it was the voice of Ember, the only girl he'd ever loved, the one he would remember, her voice was not as sweet and gentle as it had once been; the hauntingly quiet whisper that escaped her pale mouth was almost terrifying, and it thrilled him. He longed to hear more of this most disturbingly beautiful sound, but at her words, his heart paused with horror.
"I'm going to say goodbye, Mister Skylark." she'd said, her terrible, wind-like whisper cold in his ear, and in his heart.
"Don't go!" he said pleadingly, his voice cracking slightly from horror at the idea of really, really never seeing her again, of losing her forever. She smiled sadly at him, her eyes still full of tears. He watched, honestly about to cry himself, as her smile faded into a pained grimace. She looked down, more tears shining on her luminescent skin.
"I can't stay with you forever." she whispered, almost to herself.
"Why not? Stay with me!" he said, determined to make her stay. He couldn't bear the thought of never seeing her, never hearing, touching Ember ever ever again. She looked up at him, and he fell silent at her tortured expression. She brought two, ice-cold, glowing pearly hands to his face, leaned in, and kissed him. He was at first completely shocked by her movement: she had never kissed him like this before. Her freezing skin made him shiver, but her mouth was just as warm as it had been before...before that day. Ember threw herself into that kiss, almost her very soul. She wanted him to understand how much she wanted to remain by him, never leaving, ever by his side. But she just...
Chip felt some of Ember's frigid tears land on his face as he kissed her back, holding her to him, determined to never let her go. When at last, long moments later, they broke apart, Ember seemed to be glowing brighter, imprinting her form onto Chip's retinas. He blinked at her luminosity, still not releasing his hold on her. "Will you...remember my name?" she said in a breathless whisper. Knowing somehow that, no matter how hard her tried, how long he held her, he would not be able to prevent her leaving him, he nodded fiercely, his voice choked as he forced his lips to move in an audible reply;
"I could never forget, Ember. I will...I will remember..." he broke off, unable to continue.
She closed her eyes. Ember felt suddenly...lighter. She glowed brighter, the pale light seeming to become a white mist that floated around them. She sighed, and Chip suddenly felt his hold on her slacken, as if his hands had gone straight through her. He watched, transfixed and somehow calm as she glowed more and more, seeming to dissolve into a glowing white cloud that span and twirled, going up, and up...
Chip watched until she was gone, well and truly gone. He hugged himself, and began to cry, for the first time since the funeral. He didn't know how long he sat there in the deserted auditorium. No matter how cold Ember's breath and touch had been, he somehow felt even colder now that she'd left him. He had a horrible feeling that Ember was gone now. Gone in a way that nothing could bring her back. Suddenly he looked up, convinced he'd heard...no...it couldn't be... He stood up, straining to hear what he now recognized as a hauntingly beautiful melody, so familiar it was as if it was imprinted into his mind, and yet now...he felt like this was somehow the first time he'd truly heard it as well...
Yeah...ohhh...it was, it was September...wind blows, the dead leaves fall...To you, I did surrender, two weeks, you didn't call. Your life goes on without me, my life, a losing game...but you should, you should not doubt me, You will remember my name...oh Ember, you will remember, Ember, one thing remains...oh, Ember, so warm and tender...you will remember by name. Chip felt tears begin to slide down his cheeks as he listened to the song, the quiet song that echoed in his mind and heart...making him ache unbearably for his lost...his lost Ember. He listened, straining his ears as he made his way down to the stage, where he was convinced it was coming from. He began shaking, trembling slightly from emotion and horror, and misery and doubt, and every emotion he'd felt since Ember's death and her return. He remembered the words on the first page of a book he'd read the summer before he'd met Ember, now hauntingly and terribly true in his mind; The ones we love leave us too soon, and it's always too soon. He began crying in earnest as he imagined how their life could have been. He imagined college, buying a house, getting married, kids, grandchildren, growing old together...He collapsed to his knees, shaking with grief and pain. His heart was aching terribly, like an icicle was plunged into it. As he listened to the lyrics, although he knew them by heart, he somehow found new meaning in them again...this was Ember's life...this was what she was...
Your heart, your heart abandoned...you're wrong, now bear the shame...Chip could only believe that Ember had thought him to not love her anymore, that after her death, he would have moved on...no...he couldn't see that she could possibly have thought that...and yet...you're wrong..? Wrong about he being dead, gone, and never coming back. Like dead trees, in cold December...Nothing but ashes remain...Chip's heart was breaking, shattering as he heard the last line of that...ashes...Ember was cremated, as was her wish...she had written down that wish years ago, so her parents had said...so that she could die as an Ember, like she was born Ember. Ohh, Ember, you will remember...Ember, one thing remains...Chip shook with pain as he knew that the only thing that would remain of her now was her name...Ember, so warm and tender...you will remember my name... Chip knew that he could never forget it. Ohh Ember, yo uwill remember, Ember one thing remains, Ember, so warm and tender...You Will Remember My Name...yeah, you will remember my name...The song seemed to fade, and yet remain as Chip got to his feet, hands and shoulders shaking, the former from cold, the latter from tears.
BREAKING NEWS: BODY OF TEEN SENSATION, CHIP SKYLARK, DISCOVERED IN CONCERT HALL. POLICE SUSPECT SUICIDE AS FAMILY AND FANS MOURN THE LOSS OF THEIR SON AND IDOL.
THE END.
sorry it took so long to get this one out. YEs, I realize that I probably killed off Chip before his other appearences in Fairly Odd Parents, and I know that Ember came back in Danny P., but this is fanfiction! Let hell break loose!
Hope you liked it, reviews are loved. Thanks for reading:)
