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Disclaimer: Nothing including songs in italics

A/N: * takes a deep breath * Bad author's note up there I know. Sorry * sob *. * Takes a deep breath * Alright there will be italics that are not used for thought or dialogue. Those will be part of a song called "My Love" by Sia. Maybe in the beginning "Heavy In Your Arms" by Florence + the Machine. Adele with "Set Fire to the Rain" too somewhere in there. Alright you want tragic I give you Tragic… you don't want tragic, sorry that's just the way the cookie crumbles…

She gasped at everything around her. There was Apple orchards, fragrant green, swaying grass, birds chirping, flowers, and a waterfall too. "Oh Jester," Jane breathed.

"I know Jane, I know. Now this is where I want you to go."

Jane faced Jester, red faced but calm, "No! You told me I could stay if I wanted to. So I am."

Jester raised an eyebrow at Jane, who had by now crossed her arms over her chest. He dropped his glance when he realized it wouldn't work. Sighing, he walked to the middle of the field with Jane following him.

The bees were collecting pollen by the flowers, and a soft breeze shifted to face them. To Jane and Jester it was a living graveyard, so quiet they heard the stream trickle. Suddenly, there was a rustle in the bushes. An arrow flew out missing Jane by an inch.

"Get down!" Jester yelled pulling Jane down to the grass.

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They laid there for awhile not talking. Silent as could be. Jane could hear Jester breathing beside her, a steady rhythmic breath which drew with each inhale and left with each exhale. But somewhere down deep, so deep only a close listener could hear, there drew a shudder of anger, grief, hate arose from Jester. Jane noticed it but didn't say anything seeing already what state of mind Jester was in.

Time seemed to trickle slowly from then on. After what seemed like an eternity, Jester whispered, "Stay low Jane. Please. Let me go up there and see what it is. Please. Oh and Jane, see to it that you go to the river. I would feel much better if you were there. "

"Alright Jester, I will," Jane whispered back while touching his face with the tips of her fingers before leaning in to peck him on the cheek.

I was a heavy heart to carry, my beloved was weighed down. My arms around his neck, my fingers laced to crown. I was a heavy heart to carry, my feet dragged across the ground. And he took me to the river where he slowly let me drown.

Jane moved closer to the small river that Jester had mentioned. Up above, a Summer Storm was brewing. Clouds started rolling in; rain's smell was lingering in air even though the hot temperature remained. From afar, Jane heard shouting of two voices: Jester's and Gunther's.

My love has concrete feet; my love's an iron ball, wrapped around your ankles over the waterfall. I'm so heavy, heavy, heavy in your arms.

She arose quietly, just enough to see what was going on between Gunther and her sweetheart.

Jane could easily see that they were talking, or rather arguing or shouting at one another. Both were waving their arms in the air madly, it was terrifying pleasure according to Jane. I wonder what in the kingdom they are fighting about? Jane thought.

I'm so heavy, heavy, heavy in arms…

Suddenly, Gunther unveiled a sword that he would use in combat. Oh dear Lord no. Please NO! Jane thought franticly.

She was about to run ahead and stop Gunther when she heard Jester saying, "She's not here Gunther. Now would you mind, er, putting that down please? Just before you hurt someone."

And is it worth the wait, all this killing time? Are you strong enough to stand protecting both your heart and mine? Who is the betrayer? Who's the killer in the crowd, the one who creeps in Corridors and doesn't make a sound?

Gunther must've said something Jester didn't want to hear for Jester started to back away. He kept backing away more until he reached the wall of the Mountain. He was cornered; Jane wanted to scream at Gunther for doing this to him. Something made her hold her tongue though, for she didn't scream; she didn't even whimper. Jane stayed crouched low, she quietly moved closer to them. She was now a hundred feet from the commotion.

My love has concrete feet; my love's an iron ball, wrapped around your ankles over the waterfall…

The weather was worsening. By now clouds had covered all the kingdom, rain's smell became more threatening with each passing second, and the wind – O the wind! – whistled a death tune now. It was hard to believe that the start of the day was glorious, and now it became all washed away into oblivion; only to be replaced by a nightmare. Somewhere far away – but not too far – thunder rumbled and lightening crashed. It fit the mood perfectly for all of them.

"Do not play dumb with me fool! You know perfectly well that she is here! I missed her beautiful hair by an inch," Gunther hissed.

Jester's face showed shook, disbelief, and anger – furious anger. His eyes were on fire, deep fire, and his fists clenched and unclenched rapidly.

"Fine then, if what you say is true, I would've known. However you have deeply mistaken my cousin for Jane. You see-"

Gunther interrupted, "FOOL! The Gypsies are miles away! Everyone knows that! Now, please sow me to Jane."

Jane was furious. How could this be? Two men fighting over me? She thought.Jane reached for her sword…

Jester caught the movement.

"No Jane! I will take care of this beef-brain myself! I will NOT show you where she is hidden!" Jester shouted while transforming his hands to two fists.

Fury showed in Gunther's eyes, he reached to Jester's throat and shut his hand around it tightly; choking Jester.

"No! Gunther stop! Stop it now!" Jane yelled standing up. Tears threatened her eyes while her hair whipped her face just as furious Gunther was.

Gunther stopped, making Jester fall to the ground rubbing his neck. How it hurt him!

"Why Jane, what a pleasant surprise," Gunther said all too sweetly looking at her tilting his head.

Jane ignored him and ran to Jester saying, "Are you hurt?"

Jester looked at her, "No I'm not, I'm just shaken at Gunther's strength. I always thought he was a weakling."

Jane bent to his ear and whispered, "I do not think it wise if you were to say things like that."

"What? Oh so now you've gone to his side too, haven't you? Well beg my pardon to ever say that I loved you!" Jester screamed.

Jane was taken aback. "No, that was not what I meant. I was just saying that you will only anger him more doing so."

"Really? Like I care! Come on Jane! When will you finally see our argument?" He asked.

"I do see your argument that has been raging on through the years! Do not think that it wasn't noticed! I only realized that you two wouldn't mature until one of you was wed to me! Even so one of you would try to get revenge on the other. It is like I'm the target of the heart!" she exclaimed.

Gunther stepped toward Jane and Jester; the two were so into their arguing they didn't notice him until he had the sword to Jane's neck. He laughed maliciously.

By now, rain was falling in a drizzle, thunder and lighting were close by and the wind went a degree higher.

Jane looked up at him calmly, as if she had expected this to happen, "So this is how love dies Gunther. Hard to the heart and with no satisfaction."

A drop of blood fell from her neck, Jester screamed.

"If that is what you want, then let it be and die," Gunther bellowed.

Now blood trickled slowly down her neck and onto her outfit. Gunther pushed his sword a little more deeply into Jane's neck. Pain roared inside of Jane.

"Just…remember…that…you…will…be…on…the…list…of…dungeon…if…you…commit," Jane said between gasps.

Pain was echoing off of Jane and onto Jester, blood poured onto her chest more rapidly now. Jester cringed; he had to do something – fast.

Rain was coming from the heavens speedily, the wind roared, thunder and lighting approached them…

"Stop Gunther! You can have her… you can kill me," Jester said.

Jane felt the sword ease off of her now, she looked up grateful that he had stopped tormenting her. Then when she registered what Jester had said, she mouthed, "No."

Rain was pouring now, the wind was strong, and thunder and lightening clashed above them...

I let it fall, my heart, and as it fell, you rose to claim it

Gunther paid no more attention toJane but to Jester.

"Listen, you can take my life for Jane's hand," Jester said.

Jane, now damp from the rain, used all her strength she had just to walk to Jester and sit next to him, Jester sat next to her. They held hands.

It was dark, and I was over…

Gunther was smirking. His sword glistened with Jane's blood from the earlier encounter with her. This could be it, this IS it, he thought devilishly. "Suppose I take up your offer," he said.

Jester looked at Jane out of the corner of his eye and replied, "Then she is yours."

Jane turned to face him now, blood still coming from her neck. Gunther had pushed the sword too much so she couldn't talk. To her it didn't matter, Jane just looked at Jester pleadingly; hoping that he would change his mind. Jane loved him too much to let him go; now all she could do was hope.

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The rain was drenching them. It helped Jane with cleaning her cut and blood. The only thing it couldn't mend was her heart.

I thought he loved me, I thought we could be together, Jane thought.

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"Alright, I take your offer," Gunther said.

Jane looked bewildered. She must've shown it in her eyes, for Jester reached over to her and started kissing her, no matter how bloody she was.

Until you kissed my lips and you saved me. My hands they were strong, but my knees were far too weak, to stand in your arms without falling to your feet.

But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew. And all the things you said, they were never true never true. And all the games you played, you would always win, always win…

But I set fire, to the rain! Watch it pour as I touched your face. Well it burned while I cried for I heard it screaming out your name, your name.

When I lay with you, I could stay there, close my eyes. Feel you here forever. You and me together nothing gets better.

Because there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew. And all the things you said they were never true, never true. And all the games you played, you would always win, always win…

But I set fire, to the rain! Watch it pour as I touched your face. Well it burned while I cried for I heard it screaming out your name, your name.

I set fire to the rain! I threw us into the flames. Well it felt something died, for I knew that that was the last time, last time.

Even now when we're already over, I can't help myself from looking for you.

I set fire, to the rain! Watch it pour as I touched your face. Well it burned while I cried for I heard it screaming out your name, your name.

I set fire to the rain! I threw us into the flames. Well it felt something died, for I knew that that was the last time, last time, oh. Oh no.

Let it burn, oh. Let it burn! Let it burn.

He released her from the embrace all bloody. Jane pointed to his clothes looking concerned. "Don't worry Jane, soon I'll be bloodier," he joked.

Jane smiled weakly, how she wished he hadn't said that. Her pain was now double than that before the kiss. Heart and body, body and heart now ached together within her, slowly increasing with every raindrop that fell.

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Jester got up slowly and started walking.

Teardrops fell from Jane. I don't want Gunther, I want you Jester, you, she thought.

Jester kept walking despite his pain. How'd it come to this? I was going to propose and now I'm going to die, Jester thought to himself. The fool I am, the fool I am, washed another thought.

Gunther was walking next to Jester thinking, I'm going to have Jane! After an eternity! It just seems too easy though.

Jane watched with a heavy heart as they walked away.

I'm so tired of being here. Suppressed with all my childish fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave, because your presence still lingers here.

And it won't leave me alone, these wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase.

Jester looked back at the drenched Jane; the Jane that was crying.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears. I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have all of me.

Jane sensed his glance and looked up; up towards him, his direction. Her hand reached out towards him…

You used to captivate me by your resonating light. Now I'm bound by the life you left behind. Your face will haunt my once pleasant dreams. Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me,

But these wounds won't seem to heal. These pain is just too real, there's just too much that time cannot erase.

Jester wished he could touch that hand one more time, just once. He noticed that Jane was sobbing, he wanted to be with her, wanted to cradle her in his arms and tell her it was going to be alright. But it would not be alright, so he let loose a tear and reached out his hand towards her direction…

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears. I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have all of me.

A look of hurt crossed Jane's face, her heart shattered and ached so. Jane mouthed to Jester, "I love you."

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you'll be gone. But though you're still with me I've been alone all along.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears. I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have all of me.

Jester looked away; he knew that if he continued to look, it would cause more pain to both of them. Jester didn't want Jane to be in more pain than she was already in – all because of him.

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Jester was soaked to the bone, as well as his rival – Gunther. Both of them were not as wet as Jane though. Jane had become a mix of blood, rain, and tears. Whereas Jester had only become drenched with tears and rain, and Gunther with only rain.

On the ground there was wet grass, mud, and footprints. Rain didn't seem to stop and cave in; thunder and lighting were on electrical fire, it was chaos in the meadow! The thunder of the waterfall seemed to make it all worse with the drama effect. It was all too much for Jane. She was losing everything; her sweetheart, her sanity, her merriness, her willing for living, her blood, her voice…

The only thing that poor Jane was gaining was insanity, tears, sadness, and overpowering grief! Not to mention the growing hatred she felt towards Gunther.

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Jester and Gunther were standing face to face now, shouting at each other. For the last time Gunther drew his sword, and with it stuck it in Jester's stomach. Pain reared inside of Jester as he fell to the ground screaming for mercy. Gunther just stood over him merciless.

Jane looked aghast at what she had just witnessed. Without thinking she got up and ran to his side, ignoring the pain. Gunther let her reluctantly.

Jane cradled him softly; she took off Jester's hat and stroked his hair. Tears welled up in her eyes again, as she saw Jester's stomach, bleeding like hell.

Jester put his hand to Jane's face causing her to cry and let loose her tears.

"See I told you that I was going to bleed more than you," Jester joked while gasping.

Jester wasn't prepared for what Jane did next. She bent over him and started weeping on his chest madly.

"Don't cry, please. I…want…you…to…remember…me…with…smiles…and…laughter…not…with…tears…and…sadness…please Jane?" Jester asked.

Jane nodded.

"I love you," He said.

Jester gave one last breath than left the world. Jane started balling her eyes out.

My love, leave yourself behind. Beat inside of me, leave you blind. My love, you have found peace, you were searching for release.

You gave it all into the call. You took a chance and you took a fall for us. You came thoughtfully loved me faithfully. You taught me honor, you did it for me.

Tonight, you will sleep for good, you will wait, for me my love. Now I am strong, now I am strong, you gave me all. You gave all you had; now I am whole.

My love, leave yourself behind, beat inside me, leave you blind. My love, look what you can do, I am mending, I'll be with you.

You took my hand, added a plan. You gave me your heart, I asked you to dance with me. You loved honestly, gave what you could release, oh.

I hope in peace you'll go, I hope relief is yours. Now I am strong, now I am strong, you gave me all. You gave all you had, and now I am whole. My love, now I am whole. Beat inside me. Oh.

My love, leave yourself behind. Beat inside me, I'll be with you. Oh.

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Gunther crouched beside Jane, cautious in case she tried killing him. "Jane," he started, "I-I, he-he wanted to die."

Jane looked up at him, puffy-eyed. Menace showed in her face and eyes, she still hung on to Jester's limp body with love. Rain washed Jester's blood on to the wet ground. Jane didn't care. Her chin trembled with agony; she pushed Gunther away with hatred.

"Jane, what – wait- Oww! Jane stop!" screamed Gunther.

Jane was now punching and kicking Gunther at a furious way that only someone overpowered with grief would have. Why did you take away his life? Why Gunther? Why? She thought madly to herself, I HATE you Gunther Breech!

"Oww Jane stop! Jane stop!" Gunther said with hurt. Gunther had officially a black-eye, a cut lip that was bleeding, a scrapped arm, and a bloody nose.

Jane stopped and lifted her sword to her neck.

"No Jane! Jane, no!" Gunther yelled at her.

What is the point of living when he is not here? A grief thought came over washing Jane's mind.

Shifting the sword at an angle, she braced herself, than rammed it into her neck. It scrapped the already dried blood causing it to sear with pain and bleed again. Jane fell to the ground. The last thing she felt was pain, and then she went limp.

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"No!" Gunther yelled.

He stood above Jane, forlorn. There he stayed a few minutes more until he took Jane's dead body and placed it next to Jester's where he thought she would be happy.

"Good-bye Jane," Gunther said.

He walked pitifully back to the castle promising to himself that he wouldn't ever wreck another love again.