A/N: Sadness sweeps the land as Tears of Red comes to a close. Or a near close. It's just this one and the next and that's it. I am so sad! I really love this story! Sorry for the short chapter. I couldn't think of too much.

I don't own House of Anubis.

The full chapter name is: The Darkness Doesn't Mean Death

Darkness doesn't always mean that light is gone. Sometimes it just means that someone needs to turn on the lights. Sometimes it means rebirth of a new thing. Sometimes it means rest. And sometimes it means death.

But not always does it mean death. It just means things are re-growing. Re-living things in the last possible way. The last second of your life may be filled with light, or dark. Your soul is both light and dark, the dark being evil and the light good. But all light fades in the end. It all ends in darkness, but it all begins in darkness. Dark fills our lives.

Black is the color of dirt, good soil. But also the color of burning.

I felt my eyes flutter open. I was laying on a bed, that much I knew. But it was pink. Bright pink.

"Oh good, Elaina's awake!" squealed a girl's voice.

"Amber, you'll take out their hearing!" cried a male voice. I sat up in a room full of people.

"Elaina? Are you okay?" asked a girl with fake highlights.

I looked over at her. "Patricia?" I asked groggily.

"Yea, it's me. Are you alright?" she asked. I nodded, leaning back on the pink pillows. A girl that looked familiar stepped forward.

"Elaina?" she asked. "It's me. Do you remember me?"

I looked at her. "Nina!" I cried. "The lady is gone at last!"

"You're sure?" she asked, coming nearer. I nodded excitedly.

"Yes. I saw her die!" I cried joyously. Patricia and Fabian looked worriedly at the other members of the house. Mara looked like she wanted me to get help. Trudy was tutting over me. Alfie was holding Amber. Jerome looked over Mara's head watching the scène before him. Mick was tossing a teddy bear in the air. Eddie was carefully examining the two of us.

"What?" asked Mara. "Someone died?"

The four of us looked at her. Jerome put his arms around her protectively. "No one died. Not anyone who is worth morning," said Patricia.

"But they've got to have some family somewhere?!" cried Mara.

"Believe me, she was already dead," I muttered.

"Then how could she have died?" Mara asked.

Fabian sighed. "No one honestly knows, Mara."

"But…but…" Mara cried.

"Look, Mara, you don't need to know. It only effected me and Elaina," said Nina, hugging Mara. "It's nothing you, or any of you, ever had to worry about."

"Unless, we had done something bad in which terms we all would have died in a fire that consumed the whole house," I said, smiling. Everyone looked at me like I was insane. "I'm just as sane as you all," I defended.

"What Elaina means, is that if your lives were ever in danger, which I assure you they never were, it would have been our fault. This lady had no pains in killing millions just to get her target," Nina explained, grinding her teeth at me.

"Who was this lady?" asked Amber. "It sounds like Sibuna needs to take care of her."

"NO! Sibuna isn't needed. Patricia already took care of it," Fabian said.

"What? Nina! You didn't tell Sibuna about this! We could have protected you!" cried Amber.

"Yea!" cried Alfie. "What she said."

"What's Sibuna?" asked Mick. All the Sibuna members shot him a look. He backed away, hugging the teddy bear.

"Look, we didn't want to endanger anymore people. We already had put Fabian and Patricia in enough without this too. But we also didn't want to relive our past to just anyone. If it's kept smaller it would stay smaller," I said. "Sorry we didn't tell you all. But it would have required a whole lot more talking than either of us wanted to say now. Sorry."

"So will you tell us now?" asked Amber.

"No, Amber. We will tell you in time though. But not now. Maybe not for ten years. It's a secret with us, the world, and time," Nina said quietly.

"We can just go ask Olivia," cried Amber, standing up. I pulled her back down.

"No you can't. She didn't know the whole thing," I said.

"Why not!?" cried Amber.

"We can't answer that, as it would cause more questions. Questions they aren't ready to answer yet," said Patricia, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I think Elaina needs to rest now."

The next few weeks were spent happily. Going to classes, hanging out, teasing Fabian and Nina about their first kiss, Amber and Alfie chatting about fashion at the breakfast table, Patricia reading Twilight again, Mick playing soccer, Eddie badgering Patricia, Jerome pulling pranks with Mara, and me, typing the corner on my laptop. Writing a story about two girls, twins to be exact, who grew up in America and went to a boarding school in Britain. I plan on sending it to some sort of place to get it published. If it is, don't read it, because soon, things will start to happen in your life like it did in mine. Then all your family will slowly die out and…

Nina says I'm going too far. She tells me to just end the story now and take out the bits about her and Fabes. I don't think I will. Who knows, maybe one, or both of them, will lose their memories and I'll have to give them this to jog their memories back into the right place, in love with each other.

A/N: If any of you are confused about the last two paragraphs, this is like sort of at the end of season one, but Eddie's there. Got it? Good. Just one more day and this will be complete! See you all tomorrow with the last chapter! Bye!