Okay guys, this is it. The chapter you've all been waiting for for 16 days. The most awesome, the super fantastical, the LAST chapter of Ouija Board 2: Revenge!

Yes, that's right. LAST. CHAPTER.

I know, I'm sad, too.

Iggy: Knowing her, we could all probably convince her to make this a trilogy story or something.

Me: I actually sorta know what I'd do if I were to make it a trilogy...

Iggy: Yeah, you told me during the pep rally. But THEN you'd make it into, like, a saga or something.

Me: :) Yes, yes I would. Geez, I'm more into fanfiction than my real writing.

Iggy: Speaking of which you need to work on.

Me: I left my jumpdrive in the computer at school. I'm such an idiota.

Iggy: Why are you making this A/N so long?

Me: To annoy Kara more. :) I already annoyed her to heck by teasing that I'd post this a couple days ago. :D It was great. Okay, I'll let you all get to the story. So, here it is! The LAST CHAPTER OF Ouija Board 2: Revenge!

~Max's POV~

Once Fang and I had packed everything outside, Angel started rummaging through the supplies and spouting out orders.

"Iggy," she said, "start a fire. It needs to be kind of big, but not too big."

Iggy nodded and got to work. He pulled a lighter out of his pocket, but Angel stopped him.

"You can't use that. You need to either make it from scratch or use a love-blessed match." Angel told him.

"Where do I get a 'love-blessed' match?" He asked. Angel started going through one of the bags and pulled out a box of matches.

"We have to bless it ourselves." Angel said. She looked at Fang and I. "You two are perfect."

"Perfect for what?" I asked. She skipped over to us and put the match in my hand. She took Fang's right hand and put it over mine, then she moved Fang's other hand and put it on my waist.

"Now, Max, put your other hand on Fang's shoulder." Angel ordered. I did and wandered how this would 'love-bless' this match.

"It won't yet." She said, answering my internal question. "But when you two kiss, the feeling of love will run through you both in a circle,"-she walked around us running her finger from Fang's right hand, across his back and his opposite arm, then across my back and arm to the match-"and as it courses through, it passes to the match, blessing it, and washing it over with love."

"How do you know all this?" I asked. Angel shrugged.

"It's hard to explain…It's, like, instinct." She shook it off. "Just kiss."

Fang leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My heart felt like it exploded from an overwhelming feeling of love. I don't know if it was because I was 'love-blessing' the match, or if Angel was doing something funky, but I immediately wrapped my arm around Fang's neck as he wrapped his free arm around my waist, our grip on the match tightened.

I felt Angel take the match out of our hands and my arm instantly wrapped around Fang's neck, pulling him closer. I heard Angel and Iggy talking behind me.

"It's blessed now." Angel stated, probably handing off the match to Iggy.

"Are they still kissing?" Iggy asked.

"Yes, it's an overwhelming feeling when you bless something with love. Very strong. It'll be a couple more minutes."

"How do you know all this?" Iggy sounded amazed. I didn't hear the answer. Everything faded away as Fang wrapped his other arm around my waist, pulling me closer, and deepened the kiss.

~Iggy's POV~

I don't know how much longer Max and Fang made out, but at some point, Max came over to help me with the fire. She placed some rocks in a circle and I gathered dried out sticks, then lit the love-blessed match and threw it into the stack of sticks. I heard a fwoosh as the flames jumped up and felt the immediate heat on my face.

"Whoa…" Max breathed.

"I guess love is very flammable." I said. The heat from the fire stayed constant, it didn't just fwoosh then die back down.

"Max," Angel called. I heard Max stand up and walk over to the little girl. I didn't bother to listen to their conversation, I had too many things on my mind.

What if this actually works? Will Ella actually be back for good?

The only spirit to stop by today was Ariel, neither Dr. M nor Ella did, even though Ella had promised they would. I guessed it was because they didn't know how, or maybe they were still getting settled in in heaven.

I wasn't aware of anyone walking up beside me until I heard them throw something in the fire. I reached out a hand until I touched a wing, a dark, black wing.

"It's me, Ig." Fang's deep voice assured me. I nodded.

"What'd you just put in the fire?" I asked.

"Ella's favorite shirt. I got her favorite jeans, too. Angel said it'd help if you put them in." Fang said. I felt him put a dark blue fabric in my hand. I could smell Ella's strawberry and bubblegum scent and the detergent Dr. M used for the colored clothes. I tossed her jeans into the fire and listened to the crackle as they burned.

"It's five minutes till midnight." Fang called to Angel.

"Almost done." She replied.

~Max's POV~

"Two minutes." Fang said. He put his arm around me as a cool breeze swept through the area.

Angel had created some…thing. She called it a talisman. She stood by the fire, both hands wrapped around the base of the talisman, which just happened to be an empty paper towel roll filled with marbles and wrapped in red silk cloth. She duct taped a light bulb to the end of it and she held that side up, tilted slightly toward the fire. I still wondered how she knew what to do, might have something to do with a new power. Maybe because her birthday is on Halloween, which makes her officially eight years old.

"One minute." I announced. Angel fidgeted a little, then planted her feet firmly on the ground.

The alarm on Fang's watch went off. Angel started murmuring something under her breath. She repeated the chant over and over, getting louder each time. The light bulb lit up, the glow getting stronger as Angel chanted louder.

"Tanto tempo fa. Un uccello fatalle de nome." She continued chanting and I felt a slight breeze pick up. Wind began swirling around us, blowing my hair around my face. Fang pulled me closer to him and Angel raised her voice so she was louder than the wind. I felt like we were in the middle of a twister.

With one last chant, Angel threw her talisman into the fire and shouted "ELLA MARTINEZ! COME HITHER!"

The fire blew out and the wind stopped all together. The night grew quiet. None of us made a sound, then the ground rumbled slightly. The ash from the fire rose into the air, spinning like a tornado, until Ella materialized in the exact spot the fire had been. My breath hitched and my mouth dropped open.

Ella looked at all of us. She was wearing the red 'love rules all' shirt and the jeans Fang and Iggy had thrown into the fire, her dark hair was cleanly brushed and she had a light blue glow around her. She smiled at Angel, then stepped towards Iggy. Iggy was probably confused, not know what was happening.

Ella stood in front of him and ran a hand across his cheek.

~Iggy's POV~

I smelled her sweet scent before she moved. Once she took a step, hearing her light footsteps, I knew it was really her. And when she ran her hand over my cheek, it made it all the more real. I brought my hand up and grabbed her small, smooth hand.

"Ella…?" I asked.

"Yes." Came her musical, calm, honey voice. She moved her hand from my face, but I still held onto it, afraid that if I let go I'd lose her.

"Thank you." She said sweetly. "All of you. But, I'm sorry to say, I can't stay."

"What?" I asked, dumbstruck. It had actually worked, Ella had come back, but she couldn't stay?

"It only works if it wasn't my time to go, but it was. I…I was meant to die young." She explained. "But, I can stay fro a few minutes, to say good bye, and such." I felt her turn to me. "Iggy, I'm so sorry. I know your disappointed. Believe me, so am I." She sighed and grabbed my other hand. "This will probably just make it worse, and I'm sorry if it does, but I just have to get this out there." She took a deep breath. "I…I love you, Iggy."

My heart skipped a beat. I didn't say a word. I was too shocked. She sighed again.

" I knew I shouldn't have said anything. Iggy, I'm really sorry. I-" I put my hand up to cut her off.

"I love you, too." I said.

"Are you upset?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Really? Even though we can't be together?" I nodded.

"We'll be together someday." I assured her. She brought my hand up to her face and I felt her smiled. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. They were cold, yet warm.

When we pulled apart, I heard her giggle.

"What?" I asked.

"You just kissed a dead girl." She chuckled I shrugged.

"I'm a boy with wings," I said. "And for a dead girl, your not such a bad kisser." She laughed again.

I heard the light ruffle of the grass as she turned toward the others. She let go fo my hand almost reluctantly and walked forward.

~Max's POV~

And so the winged boy falls in love with the dead girl. I thought as Iggy leaned down to kiss Ella. I know pronounced you husband and ghost.

After Iggy and Ella's touching scene, Ella tuned towards me, Fang and Angel, who had moved beside me. I was still finding it hard to believe. My sister, who had died, was now standing in front of me.

She let go of Iggy's hand and moved towards us. None of us said anything for what felt like hours.

"Thanks for coming to my funeral, sis." Ella finally said, breaking the silence. I felt a pang of guilt.

"Sorry, I really don't do well at funerals." I told her. My heard felt heavy. What a great sister I was.

"You are a great sister, max." Ella said. How did she…? Oh, right, ghosts can read minds. "I was just joking. Sorry. I don't blame you. Funerals aren't really my favorite thing in the world either…especially not if it's mine."

"Ella, I'm so sorry that we didn't come see you in the hospital. J--" She put up a hand to cut me off.

"I know. You don't have to apologize. It's okay." She said. "Don't feel bad about it."

A horn, like a trumpet, sounded in the distance.

"I have to go now." Ella said sadly.

Iggy moved towards her and she turned and grabbed his arm.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, hardly audible. She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the mouth. As she pulled away she vaporized, turning into a glowing mist, and disappeared in the night wind.

"She's gone, isn't she?" Iggy asked.

"Yeah." I replied quietly.

So, now we're back to how we were before we found my mom. Six kids on our own, but this time we have our own house, and all the money we'll need for a while. Even though I miss my mom and sister horridly, my life has never been better. I was now sitting on the couch with my flock. Fang was beside me with his arm wrapped around me and on the other side of me was Angel, smiling and looking up at Fang and I while giggling. Beside her was Nudge, who was in a deep discussion about something with Gazzy, and on the very end was Iggy.

Iggy was surprisingly happy. I mean, he had a very positive outlook on everything. Even though the girl that he loved, and that loved him back, was, physically, gone. Anytime I'd ask him if he was really okay with that he just said they'd be together in heaven one day and everything will be perfect. He had never been this optimistic.

Of course, his daily and nightly visits from Ella probably help. Yes, that's right. Ella decided to stay here on Earth. Kind of like Ariel, but Ella's was actually choice. The good thing was that she would be with us, the bad thing was she couldn't leave. That was the only thing that got to Iggy, when Ella made her decision to stay on Earth, she made the decision to stay on Earth for the rest of her internal life, unless she decides to be reincarnated.

Hopefully the next few years will get better and we won't have anymore ghostly disturbances. At least, not for a while. But, with us, you never know. Let's all just hope Granny Martinez is done torturing us.

We can only hope.

FADE OUT….

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And, even though I celebrated mine last night, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Iggy: So...we going to the Michael Jackson 'Thriller' thing?

Me: Oh! If we can convince my parents to let us walk into the town...and convince Erica to go.

Iggy: Won't they go by the house?

Me: Maybe...I know the March of Dimes does...maybe...we can only hope. HEY! They didn't do March of Dimes this year!

Iggy: Skits, you slept through it...remember?

Me: Oh yeah. Okay, so, anyway, tell us what you thought!

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