This is a short chapter because im stuck...again...haiz... but hey...she IS going to die but in sweet heaven's arms...find out for your self...

Disclaimer:I am so SOORRYY!!!! i keep forgetting this thing so this is the only time i'll say it: I do not and will not ever own Gakuen Alice

Chapter 10: Pathetic

"She's taken off her ID card," Hotaru informed them. Natsume knew what she meant. They wouldn't be able to track her anymore.

"Any clue to where she currently is?" he said.

"Last location," she mused, tapping her fingers on the keyboard. "Yes, Venice, James Harris's apartment. Hmm, must've planned to leave Hikari here from the start."

"I'm going," he announced.

"How? Walk? I don't think you'll get that far on foot."

"I don't care. For Mikan, anything is possible."

"Shut up, Hyuuga," she said, sarcasm ringing like a bell. She thrust a briefcase to him. She lowered her voice. "Everything is in here: passports, boarding passes and addresses. Take Hikari with you. Mikan needs the both of you now. Otonashi had a precognitive state a few days ago. Something…bad is going to happen. Protect her with you life."

"Thanks, Imai," he said gruffly. "You didn't have to tell me." He started for the door. "I would've done it in a blink." The door closed.

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On the plane…

Hikari read a novel as Natsume stared out the window of the airplane. "Don't go doing anything stupid, polka," he thought. "Wait for me, my Mikan."

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Click!

Mikan strapped the belt around her hips. Dressed in knee length denim pants and a black sweater, she looked every inch ready for her final battle with the woman who had made her life a living hell, unwilling to let her just slip away from the world she detested so.

Regrets echoed in every crevice of her heart. Regrets she ever forgot her past life. Regrets that she was ever born to Kayo Aori. Regrets she ever fell in love with a black cat. Regrets she was ever born. But as she reminisced on her memories returned, she realized her world was completed and blessed. Her cursed and gifted world. How she loathed and loved it.

Daggers were hidden in various slits in her clothes and boots. All together, she had twelve of them, all concealed ingeniously. Besides that, she had two handguns and a katana. She was ready. All except for the fact that James was adamant on following her to the end.

Nevermind that now. She'd shake him off somehow. She sat down with a pen and a letter. Letters had become her trademark. Sad letters, happy letters, letters of confession, indulgent, sorrow, misfortune, guilt, forgiveness and departing. All she had written and none had she never left out. Now, she wrote her will. Hn. Who would've thought a twenty four year old woman would be writing a will. A letter of goodbye was another name, you could call it.

Mikan's P.O.V.

Isn't it all so funny? I started to chortle. That one chortle rose slowly from a giggle to hysterical laugh. James barreled into my room. He saw me laughing my brains out. Laughing…laughing…laughing…crying? Sure enough, tears were streaking down my face as I laughed uncontrollably. It was all so hilariously stupid. My whole entire existence. Sure enough, if Permy were here, I'm sure she's say that I was insane. Yeah. I was.

Insane with frustration.

Laughter seemed like an escape for me. But as my laughter died, my sobbing rose. I sobbed all for the sake of sobbing, wasn't I jut pathetic?

A/N: I'm as pathetic as she is...cant even write a decent chapter...anyay...fourth last chapter coming up! Chapter 11: The Final Battle Part 1