Chibiyu: …hehehe…and yes Grayson, I am an E.V.I.L genius.
Nick: …she seems so proud of that fact.
SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER!!!!!!! ~Last chapter is Epilogue
I HAVE NEVER, DO NOT AND WILL NEVER OWN JONAS OR THE SONGS!!!!
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"Oh shut it, you've had your fun." He snarled, throwing Nick off and this time, growling threateningly.
"What does it matter?" Nick suddenly questioned and Spence smirked and Nick narrowed his eyes.
"It doesn't…which means…I can kill you now…deal or none…"
JACKSON SPENCE'S POV
Contrary to what little Nicholas believed, I still was, but not in the full sense…more torn in way. Yes, I brought Nicholas back after the strain on his mind became too much for his weak human heart, and yes, I knew of the danger in doing so, but I like to gloat, to win, and to scare. I still was, but not for very much longer…your death before had a deeper meaning than you will ever understand.
NICK'S POV-11:37 pm
I should have never have trusted him even with something such as small as giving us more time. I should have known…but how did I not? I died and I had no idea of it…but now it was too late for anything because…
Wait…maybe…it wasn't too late…look at the facts Nick, think about this illogical situation in a logical way. He can still vanish and people can still pass through him so he isn't fully alive yet, just as I am not fully dead yet. We are both extremely close, but not at the finish line yet. I can still do this…we can still beat him…
I starred at the air my still raised hand clasped, knowing just because he had vanished, he wasn't gone.
"Nick?" they asked again behind me and I lowered my arm and closed my eyes, forcing myself to ignore my fatigue and aches and chills. I turned to them, trying to control the rage I felt. He cheated…he was one step away from wining…I had to do this now.
"Are we doing the plan or not?" I asked harshly and I instantly hated myself for the hard tone and anger. "Sorry." I quickly said my voice noticeably calmer. They looked to me and nodded, accepting the apology though it was very clear to me none of them wanted to do my plan, but what difference did it make? I was already half dead, if not more. "There isn't another way and I will die whether we do this or not. So we can sit around and wait for that to happen, or we can do something and try to get rid of this homicidal ghost before he rids of you." I snarled, not caring about my anger anymore, they needed to see, to understand. Macy and Stella looked at each other, nodding and they walked to my side, Macy grabbing my hand, ignoring the ice my skin seemed to be made of and we all starred expectantly at my brothers.
"We can't help you with this Nick…we can't help kill you." Joe and Kevin both whispered, looking down and a pang of sorrow was felt in my heart but I pushed it down. I would have to do this without my brothers…I nodded, not meeting their gaze and they both stood and went downstairs, eyes downward but I saw their regret and pain…I caused that…
"Come on girls…we have a plan to do." I whispered and they nodded, Macy squeezing my hand and Stella my shoulder. Could I do this without Joe and Kevin by my side?
KEVIN'S POV 11:43 pm
We couldn't be a part of killing Nick…we just couldn't…and yet leaving him alone to do this without us seemed wrong as well. But which was worse; helping him die or leaving him to die? Joe looked at me, his eyes lost in the same question I had been pondering; only he seemed to have an answer.
"What are we doing Kev?" He asked and I bit my lip. "We need to help Nick, to be there for him until the very end." He reasoned, looking to his hands.
"I know Joe…but I don't want to help kill him." I said, not caring how my voice cracked from stress and sadness.
"I don't either Kev, but we have too. Nick needs to know we are with him." Joe stated, standing up, determination in his eyes and I nodded with a sigh and stood as well. We both walked upstairs and saw Nick talking lowly to the girl's, who nodded in understanding and Stella looked over to us and smiled, causing Macy to look and Nick to turn, his face unreadable.
"We won't let you do this Nick." Joe started his face grave and Nick's gaze narrowed.
"Not without us." I finished and Nick smiled, looking utterly relieved and it hit us that he didn't want to do this without us either. We walked to him and hugged him tightly and he hugged back as we whispered our sorry.
"So Mr. President, what is the plan?" Joe asked as Nick pulled away, still smiling softly.
NICK'S POV
The plan? I wish I knew. But I can't let them know I don't have one…well I don't have a good one…I still lacked one crucial bit of information…
"So Nick…how do we kill a ghost?" And that was it…way to go Macy. My face must have said it all because Joe groaned and Stella pursed her lips thoughtfully, taking off her shoes and pacing. Macy watched her and Kevin watched me.
"I'm working on that." I told them, but seriously, how do you kill someone who is already dead?
"Haven't found that bit out yet have you?" I heard him sneer and I sighed, covering my ears and closing my eyes, sitting down, pretending like I was blocking out the world to think. I felt Kevin sit next to me, not speaking.
"I have actually but I don't know how they will react to it." I informed to ghost, giving nothing more away.
"Well tick-tock, time is running out…make your decision in how you want to die."
I opened my eyes and sighed, knowing I would have to tell them. "Ok…I lied. I do know…I just don't like it." Kevin looked at me, not surprised but the others jumped and paled, knowing if I didn't like it, they would hate it. "Spence has to live again in order to die, as it is impossible to kill a ghost, but that also means…"
"You will stay dead…" Macy finished and I nodded, hating him with all my heart for making them go through this pain. I didn't care about myself anymore, only them. They would have to live with the heartbreak of my death…while my pain would soon end, theirs would go on through all of their lives. I hate you Jackson Spence, you're death will be made hell by me, I promise you.
"Nick, you look angry." Stella stated and I again nodded before taking in a deep breath, which did nothing to calm myself. "Are you ok?" Another nod, another lie.
"Fine, just…irritated." I admitted, standing. "OK, here is what we have to do…"
"Scream and die?" His voice interrupted and I sighed, expecting him to interrupt long before this and I turned to face him, ignoring Joe and Kevin's hands holding me back, but I wasn't moving towards him, not yet.
"Only if it applies to you." Joe growled suddenly, stealing my words and he smirked at Joe's wit.
"Sorry to disappoint you Joseph, but I don't scream, nor do I die." He chuckled and again my words were stolen.
"You will." Macy threatened and he turned to her and rolled her eyes.
"Macy Misa…so very protective of her friends and boyfriend and yet you are helping him to die. How touching. Macy dear, life is one game even you can't win and you can't save him. I know your heart, in case you've forgotten." He sneered and Macy crossed her arms.
"And I know your lack of one." She replied without fault and I found myself smiling small at their courage.
He ignored her comment and looked to me. "Ready to die?" He questioned, completely serious and I took a deep breath and looked to my brother's and friends and I smiled while I saw the tears in their eyes.
"WAIT!" Kevin screamed, speaking for what felt like the first time. "It's not midnight! We still have time!" I looked to my watch, 10 minutes left. Did it really matter anymore?
"Fine…you can get your last ten minutes together." He sneered, vanishing suddenly but I did not relax for I felt him right next to me, holding my arm, but I did not acknowledge him either.
"Nick…" Kevin quietly whispered and I pulled him into a hug, surprising everyone.
"I know Kev…I know." I whispered back as Joe's, Stella's and Macy's arms came around us, his hand retreating, but him not leaving. "I don't want to do this." I admitted and I felt their arms tightened around me. Seventeen is too young to die, but I've heard that artist's who die young, will be remembered for a long time. But I still don't want to die; I don't want to leave the ones I love. I don't want this. I realized I was shaking, but not from the ice in my veins, but from the emotions that raged through me, but I didn't cry; I had to be strong. "I love you guys."
Macy and Stella kissed each cheek and Joe and Kevin kissed the top of my head, all whispering they loved me as well. I can do this…I have them…I can do this.
"Kill him the first chance you get, don't think, just act." I told them, pulling out of the hug and they all nodded. "Don't waste time mourning over me, finish it right away." Again they nodded, each of their eyes brimming with unshed tears. "Be strong." I whispered, meeting all of their gazes and Stella and Macy let their tears fall.
"You be stronger." Joe whispered and I nodded knowing they saw my tears but I didn't care.
I closed my eyes and took one last deep breath. "I'm ready…Joe?"
"Ready. Kevin?"
Kevin shook his head. "Ready…" He said, torn still but I patted his back lightly and he smiled at me and nodded. "Stella?"
"I will miss designing clothes for you Nick." She laughed, knowing that was the least she will miss. "I am ready. Macy?"
I turned to said brunette and she looked to me and hugged me tightly, kissing me briefly and I felt her tears on my own cheeks. "Now I am ready."
I nodded and faced the ghost, knowing exactly where he had been watching. "We're ready. Do your worst." So it begins, just as it ends.
JACKSON SPENCE'S POV
So it begins, just as it ends. I appeared slowly, watching Nick step away from his family and friends reach and face me, his face set with determination and acceptance. To him, the only thing he feared about death was not the unknown it promised, but the fact he was leaving them and causing them pain. It was so…pathetic. It was pathetic when I killed my mother, for she was pleading for forgiveness and mercy, it was pathetic when I killed my one love when she pleaded for her life as well as her lover's, and it was pathetic now as Nick pleaded for me to kill him and not to touch them. But what would I want with them? After all Nicholas, I only want you.
They still had eight minutes but I guess it was too painful for any of them to drag it out longer than need be. They wanted this to be over with just as much as I wanted to breathe again.
"I intend to." I quietly hissed to the boy as I fully materialized. I've waited far too long to feel the warmth of my own flesh and blood, to feel the sensation of breathing, to feel anything but this eternal chill. "But I don't wish to do it alone and only cause pain to one single person. But after your death and my rebirth Nicholas, my promise will be upheld." I informed the startled youth and only a minimal of his fear drifted away, but not enough to calm his shaking limbs.
I flicked out my dagger from thin air, causing everyone but Nick to inhale in shock at its sudden appearance. Who shall I take to help…how about a brother…I looked to Nicholas and smiled, knowing exactly which brother he was closest to and which one would hurt him the most to be held down by. I looked to Joseph and smiled as he stiffened and Nick called out his name, loud but unsteadily and weak. His mind was easy to break and control from the thundering worry but oddly, I felt no fear, but it mattered not, fear or no fear, I would still win.
My puppet caught the dagger as I threw it to him and he pressed it to Nick's throat, Nick not struggling but I saw his heartbreak in his shattering eyes. I felt Joe fight strongly against my hold as he came aware of what he was doing and I knew I couldn't hold him for long, but I only needed him for a small part…to fulfill the picture in the mirror. Joe dropped the knife but it did not matter; I only wanted it out to scare.
I had Joe spin in front of Nick, keeping a tight hold of his shoulders, though I knew Nick wouldn't move. I had Joe throw off Nick's shirt and reveal the true extent of the burns and the scars…in fact; all that were missing was the broken rib and the bruises…all of which shall be accomplished in thirty short seconds. Joe screamed inside his head as I lifted his arm and punched Nick's left shoulder roughly, a bruise coming faster than it normally would have and Nick gasped out, but did not move nor speak. The others ran forward but I stopped them by picking up the knife and holding it to Joe's back. Joe lashed out again and again until I finally heard the beautiful cracking of bone and the piercing scream of my young prey.
I slapped Joe hard across the face so he stumbled back as I released him and Nick fell to the floor, holding his lower chest were his rib was broken now in two places. I had no need to describe the intense pain on Nick's face, only relish in the fact that my hand had caused it.
"Now…you're mine." I whispered as Nicholas opened his eyes a crack and turned his head to stare at his loved ones as I plunged my hand into his chest and grasped his barley beating heart once again. Now was the time for a death and for a birth. I squeezed and Nick grunted in pain, closing his eyes as new burns appeared on his and vanished with a cool wind on mine.
"Nick, I'm sorry" Joe screamed and Nick smiled through his pain, the only response he could give. And then I felt it happening, the course of warmth, the jolt as my heart restarted and his stopped cold, the feeling of my first intake as I slowly and triumphantly removed my hand and faced the four. They all glared at me with tears falling on their cheeks, Nick's name on their lips, but I saw no fear in their eyes as I lifted my dagger, rather enjoying the sensation of air entering my lungs. I stepped over the empty shell of Nick and they charged, murder on each of their grief stricken faces.
I tripped Kevin easily and Joe soon toppled on top of him. Macy managed to hit me quite a few times before I managed to dig my knife in her leg and I laughed coldly at how weak they were.
"For Nick!" I heard Stella scream and I turned quickly and pain exploded from my neck and I fell back, clawing my way from the dark shadows of death. But in the end, death always claimed its victim, just as the clock chimed for the arrival of my last midnight and I thought I saw Nicholas's face among the dead, pulling me away from the life I once cherished, murder on every feature of his face.
STELLA'S POV
Pure adrenaline and hate and sorrow fueled my actions and I knew I was terrible at sports but I also knew that this time, I would find my target. I threw my unbroken heel at the newly risen Jackson Spence, crying out Nick's name and he turned, the four inch heel going straight through his neck. I saw the light leave his eyes as he fell back in slow motion. He hit the ground with a small thud and suddenly, his body started falling apart into dust particles as we watched him age to his real age, 143 years old. And in a span of seconds, he was gone, a pile of dust on the floor was all that was left.
"Nick!" Joe ad Kevin both screamed in pure agony and I hugged Macy tightly and screamed when I saw the knife in her leg. "Stella, call 911." Kevin ordered and I nodded grabbing my phone and dialing quickly as I looked to Nick and I became aware of the tears streaking down my face.
Chibiyu: Wow I wrote this in thirty minutes. The epilogue is next guys and I want to thank you now for all the love you have been sending me in reviews. Until Next and Last Update!
