Alrighty readers, here's the next chappie! And thanks to all who reviewed, it means a lot to me. :3 this will be hard, since I'm doing this on my iPod. :S At least I sort of found a way to update, right? By the way, the story IS almost over. I'm thinking like...this might be the next to the last chapter. I'll try my best not to rush it, kay? Kay. (Kay isn't even a word...xD)

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(Buttercup POV)

I simply could not contain the rage within me, it ran far too deep. I glared at the man who held daughter captive, and almost immediately felt repulsed by him. His skin was this light blue color, with splotches of green and brown. His skin seemed to be peeling away as though he were rotten, and his eyes were extremely bloodshot. His teeth, which showed when he snarled, were brown and yellow. The smell that surrounded him was absolutely rancid, and all I could hope for was that my daughter did not suffocate from the stench.

"Well?" I demanded, raising my bow and arrow to him.

"Your daughter? Hm, you must mean the little wench that I am currently holding captive," the magician snarled. "I'm afraid I own her now, so good day."

I shot an arrow it his shoulder, and he cried out in pain.

"I am hardly in the mood for games," I growled at him.

"M-mother?"

I froze upon hearing the voice, and immediately turned to it. I looked down to my right, and saw a door. It was obviously locked, but the knocking and whimpering coming from the inside confirmed my suspicion of my daughter being in there. I immediately bolted to the door, completely oblivious to everyone and everything else. Butch held his scythe out to the magician to keep him from attacking me.

"Bella? Bella, sweetheart, are you alright?" I asked desperately.

"I'm alright, mother," she replied calmly. "Please get us out."

Us?

I frowned upon hearing this, but wasted no time in tearing the door down. The magician growled at my actions, but Butch kept him from attacking. The sight before me shattered my heart.

There Bella was, bruised and beaten quite badly. She had multiple scratch marks, and looked much paler than when I had last seen her. However, she seemed to pay this no heed, because she was cradling a young boy's head. However, the boy...that is who caught my attention.

His hair was blood red, and extremely curly. His skin was so pale it appeared a ghostly white, all except for his nose which was a sort of glowing red color. His clothes were mixed and matched in every sort of color, almost as though he were a human rainbow.

I might have been a tad frightened, if it weren't for the fact that he was beaten up far worse than my daughter. His eyes were glaring at me as he began to sit up and away from Bell, as though he was protecting her.

"Bella," I breathed out.

"Mother!" Bella exclaimed as she ran towards me weakly. She was limping slightly, and I automatically felt angrier at the magician than before. I pulled her into a tight hug, and kissed her cheek.

"Oh Bella, I'm so sorry! I should have pulled you away when you began to walk towards him..." I whispered.

"It's alright," she said, muffled by my dress.

"ENOUGH!" Abracadaver yelled, before charging at me.

Abracadaver's hands glowed a dark purple color, and it seemed as if they were little balls of lightning. He shot out a lazer-like beam at Bella, the boy, and I, and I immediately put a barrier in front of us. Butch started to attack with his scythe, but Abracadaver enchanted a group of swords to hold him off. He surrounded himself in a purple barrier, a which held off any attack the others made. Blossom, the boys, and Bubbles were in a corner, and Bubbles had a blue barrier surrounding them. I silently thanked my blond sister for protecting them, even as they protested.

"Bella, go now!" I exclaimed, shorting off arrows at Abracadaver.

"I can't, mother!" Bella replied, her dull green eyes wide in fear.

"Bella, go!" I hissed as a bolt of lightning hit me. "Goodness, I'm out of shape..."

"No...Bow can't stand!" Bella said, motioning towards the boy.

I quickly glanced at the boy, and saw that he was indeed attempting to stand. He collapsed on the ground, and Bella reached her arms out to see if he was alright.

"You...are you the magician's son?" I asked while blocking another attempt of an attack.

The boy nodded, "Yes."

"Can you perform magic?" I questioned, taking a chance to look him in the eyes.

Bow, or whoever he was, raised his chin high, "You needn't ask it of me. I will protect your daughter."

With that, he surrounded them in a small, but powerful barrier. Bella clung to him tightly as Bow muttered the barrier spell softly. I was thankful for the boy at the time, but there was just something about his appearance that I found rather unsettling. He looked like some sort of person that might live in the Under Regions, and to have him so close to my daughter was testing my nerves. Bella seemed to notice this, however, and smiled at me softly.

"Do not fret," she said. "Bow shan't hurt me."

My daughter was never wrong about these things, so I just had to believe her.

Abracadaver glared at the boy, "You have become such a great nuisance. I do believe I have no other option than to dispose of you once I am finished with these mongrels."

I snarled at him, "Apparently you have never met these mongrels."

Abracadaver smirked, "Do your worst."

With that being said, he let off a bright purple burst of energy which nearly blinded me for a moment. I stumbled back a bit, my eyes shut tightly in hopes that it would soon disappear. The light faded, and when I looked to where he was before...he had disappeared. Everyone else was still there, just not him.

"Where did he run off to?" Brick growled, his hands still ablaze.

"Oh dear..." Miss Bellum said. "I hope he isn't about to use one of his illusions. They can be rather horrid."

"Illusions?" I pressed.

"Tis' his worst attack," Miss Bellum said. "They never cause physical damage...but his victims have never escaped it sane. Usually tis' some sort of an illusion that the victim fears most. However, he can not attack us all at once. He can only attack one person at a time, with everyone to witness what that person fears."

I frowned and stared around the extremely quite room. There really was not much in the room, just some food and weaponry here and there. The place smelled like dirt, and bugs crawled around constantly.

The room began to darken slightly, into a morbid grey color. Spiders began to crawl in great numbers, and I could not even suppress my shudder. I had never liked spiders growing up...twas' something in the way that they moved that bothered me. My dress began to turn red, and I made a face at it. I did not hate red, but it was rather close to pink...which I did hate.

"Buttercup...I think the target may be you," Blossom whimpered, swallowing.

"Go figure," I muttered, frowning. "Alright then, Abracadaver...do your worst."

"Oh I shall..." he hissed back, though he did not appear.

"I have faced every fear I could possible have already, so why do you believe I am not prepared?" I questioned, folding my arms.

Butch came to stand next to me protectively, "Something tells me he has found a way."

"Oh, I have taken into account the fact that you are strong. Inhumanly strong, in fact, and tis' rather aggravating," he scowled. "But who is to say that I have targeted you?"

I frowned, "If tis' not me...then who...?"

"Buttercup!" Bubbles gasped.

I frowned, "What?"

"You...you look..." Bubbles' eyes, along with everyone else's, went wide.

"I look like what?" I asked through clenched teeth.

Ace pushed his way past everyone, tears forming in his eyes, "B-B...Bathilda..."

I froze in shock, "Pardon?"

"Bathilda...I...I'm s-so sorry!" Ace cried, falling onto his knees.

Then it clicked. My mother almost always wore red, and we resembled each other in great amounts. Ace had lost nearly as much as I, and had taken it far worse. So when he saw me in an almost exact resemblance of my mother, whom he loved dearly before she died, was causing his now fragile mind to crack. It broke my heart...

"Ace," I said walking towards him. "Ace look at me-"

I was cut off by Ace pulling me into a hug, burying his face in my neck, "I'm sorry! I'm so very sorry! I've caused so much pain!"

I grabbed his face and pulled it up to look me in the eyes, "Ace, look into my eyes. I'm not Bathilda, this is all a trick."

Ace shook his head, "I don't care...I've still caused so much pain..."

"It's alright, you are forgiven," I whispered soothingly, petting his hair. "This was all long ago...tis' time to look to the future."

"You do not understand-"

"Yes I do. I understand better than anyone here...well except for perhaps Boomer...but that only adds on to our understanding," I said kissing his nose. "Now get a hold of yourself...Abracadaver wishes for you to break, or do something risky. Please, Ace...just hold on, alright?"

"I c-can't," he whispered, shutting his eyes tightly.

He was shaking roughly, gripping onto my arms for dear life. He was not stable, that was easy to figure out. This was all too much for him to handle.

"Ace please, if you- I can't-" I took in a deep breath. "Ace, I have empathy issues. Please just get a grip... It hurts me to see you like this... Don't hurt me again, Ace."

Ace's eyes went wide as I said this, and he quickly pulled me into another hug, "I shan't."

I smiled softly, thankful that my plan worked. Ace hurt me far too badly in the past, and he swore he would never try to do so again.

"ABRACADAVER, SHOW YOURSELF!" Butch bellowed, obviously ticked off.

I frowned, "Shouldn't he have given up by now, or something? We defeated his attack..."

"No...something is telling me that this is not over," Brick muttered.

(Bella POV)

I held onto Bow as he chanted his spell, thankful that he could do so. However, he was still hurt...I could not help but wonder how hard it was for him to make such a strong barrier.

"Bow," I said softly. "Are you well?"

Bow paused in his chant, but the spell did not wear off, "Yes. Do not worry yourself over me."

"It's just...you are still hurt, and I do not wish for you to hurt yourself," I said as my blind gaze fell to the ground in front of me.

Bow stiffened, "I have been through worse. Now stop being so girly, and just let me protect you."

My eyes widened, and I smiled softly. However, as much as I wished to pull him into a hug and give him a little peck on the cheek, I knew better. My brothers always freaked out horribly when I would do that, and I was their sister, so I could not begin to imagine what they would do if another girl did the same. Mother always did say that girls matured quicker than boys...and in this case I could believe her. I certainly did not want Bow to start freaking out like my brothers, so I merely settled in lying my head on his shoulder.

"Alright..." I whispered.

Bow relaxed after a moment, still unceasingly chanting his spell.

I did not like what was going on around us. I could not see the tricks Abracadaver was playing on my family, but by their reactions it was apparently not pleasant. For once in my life, I was extremely thankful for my lack of sight. Being illusions, I could not feel them on the ground with my feet, so Abracadaver could as well have been doing nothing.

"You know...you are rather worthless for a supposedly powerful girl," Bow said after a moment, before chanting once more.

My eyes widened, I stiffened, and I felt a familiar feeling bubble up in my chest. It was the same feeling I had whenever Basher and Breaker would tease me or say that I could not beat them up since I was a girl. I slowly pulled away from Bow and turned my head to face him, my eye twitching involuntarily.

"What was that?" I questioned, my teeth grinding slightly.

"Nothing," he said, making me frown. "Tis' just...my father seems to find you rather important, more important than me even. However, I seem to spend all of my time protecting you from every little thing. Of course, you are a girl...so I guess that makes sense- AAHHHHH!"

I tackled him to the ground, seething, and started smacking him. The barrier began to lighten up, but we were not paying attention. He did not hit back, but he did try very hard to push me away.

"Get off me!" He yelled, rolling us over to where I was on my back.

I pushed back against him, rolling us again, "You'd better take back what you said!"

"What did I say?" he asked. "OW! QUIT HITTING ME!"

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU SAID!" I screamed, hitting in the arms again.

"OH, I THINK YOU ARE GOING TO KILL ME!" Bow screamed, trying to smack my hands away. "AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SAID! WAIT- ooooh...OW!"

I pushed him back on his back to where I was on top of him in a very unladylike position, and his arms were above his head. I leaned down to him, my eyes narrowed.

"Go ahead," I seethed.

Bow frowned, "What? You are a girl!"

"Yes, but I'm NOT weak!" I sneered at him angrily. "Now take back what you said, or else!"

"Or else what?" he pressed.

"Or else I'll hit you again!" I frowned.

"No!"

I raised my arm threateningly.

"ALRIGHT I'M SORRY!" he yelled out quickly.

I frowned, but got off of him nonetheless.

"If you believe I can not fight, you would be highly incorrect sir," I said lowly.

"I can see that," Bow muttered, rubbing his arms.

I sighed, before stiffening, "Bow, the barrier is down!"

"Hmm, and who's fault is that?" Bow said shooting me a look, before beginning his chant again.

I growled at him, causing him to whimper a little.

"You know, I liked you better when I thought you were helpless," Bow said.

"Get used to it, because I'm not," I frowned, folding my arms.

(Butch POV)

I smirked, inwardly proud at the display that Buttercup nearly had to break up.

At least my daughter could fight.

"Hey! He almost hurt Bella!" Basher yelled. "I'll hit him too!"

"Yeah! Me too!" Breaker agreed.

"Boys!" Bubbles scolded. "Look, she's fine. And it is not nice to hit people, so I would appreciate if you to did not do so in the future."

They sighed, "Yes ma'am."

Blossom's eyes widened, "Well at least they have manners. For now."

I rolled my eyes, "Of course they do. They are my sons."

"We know," Bubbles and Blossom said in unison.

"What, you think I don't have any manners?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

They raised their eyebrows back as an answer.

"Real men are men that can beat other men up into a pulp," I said showing off my muscles. "However, real men are also men that do not do so unless provoked. Real men only use their strength to protect their family or friends, not just beat people up for the heck of it."

"And since when has that rule applied to you?" Blossom quizzed me. "You've beaten Boomer up plenty of times."

"Hey!" Boomer said frowning.

"Yes that is true," I admitted. "But usually he did something to me first..."

"HEY! WE HAVE ISSUES GOING ON HERE, IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED!" Buttercup yelled, folding her arms and glaring at all of us.

"We are just waiting for Abracadaver to show his face again," I shrugged, then popped my knuckles. "And when he does, then I'll kill him."

Buttercup frowned, "And if he does not decide to grace us with his return?"

I opened my mouth, before realizing her point. We were not taking any of this seriously, and soon we would pay for it. She was right, Abracadaver had stolen my daughter...and he would pay for it. I would make sure of it.

"We must find him," Brick said after a moment. "He is hiding, obviously wondering what attack to give next, since we conquered the previous one."

I looked around the room, and could not help but notice that the dark gloomy color the room had turned to had not yet faded. There were still illusion spiders crawling about, and the air seemed to chill. I turned towards Bella, and saw her staring blankly at me. Even though she could not see me, it was almost as if though she could. Buttercup and I had many moments were we could nearly share telepathic thoughts, or read each others emotions. It was the same here. Bella seemed to be telling me something, and somewhere...way deep down, I knew that no matter what she would be alright. She was capable of defending herself, that much I could understand.

"Bella," I said calmly. "Come here."

Buttercup whipped her head to face me, her eyes wide, "Butch, she is safe in that barrier-"

"I don't give a damn where she is 'safe', Buttercup," I growled. "The only place that she is safe is in my arms, so excuse me if I would prefer to protect her myself."

"Butch," Buttercup groaned. "Asking her to come out of that barrier is practically sentencing her to death! He is going to come down and snatch her away before we can blink! I'm surprised he did not a moment ago, already!"

I frowned, "I know."

Buttercup stood there and stared at me for a long while, before her eyes almost literally popped out of her skull. She automatically grew extremely defensive for her daughter, and I wondered if perhaps she was on the verge of hyperventilation.

"No! Absolutely not!" Buttercup almost yelled at me. "Are you insane?"

"A little," I admitted. "Now Bella, I shan't ask again. Come here."

Bella glanced over to Bow, who also seemed to dislike the idea, and smiled softly, "I'll be alright."

Bow let down the barrier, and with lightning speed a bright purple light shown throughout the room.

"BELLA!" Buttercup screamed as Abracadaver came to take her once more.

Everyone attacked at once; me, Buttercup, Brick, Boomer, Merlin, and even Ace. Merlin used magic, Ace used his litte ninja-things...the same things that had poisoned me all those years ago, Boomer used little balls of electricity, and Brick used his fire. However he blocked every attack we sent his way, which was pretty annoying if you ask me.

Buttercup charged at him, as did I, and we were both knocked back by a beam of light. I glanced towards Bella, and the sight of her was horrific. Not horrific in the way that she was hurt, but horrific in the way that was absolutely terrifying. Her eyes almost seemed to glow as she glared at nothing in particular. There seemed to be an aura of raw power surrounding her, and everyone else seemed to notice this as quickly as I did.

However, Abracadaver seemed to pay this no heed as he attacked us once more. We might have had a fighting chance if he had not surrounded himself in such a strong barrier, but with it all of our attacks were futile. I swung my scythe angrily, and Buttercup had resorted to punching after a while.

"If you so much as lay a hair on my daughter-"

"If you are so concerned of your daughter, then why did you let her out of the barrier?" Abracadaver questioned, smirking evilly.

I glared, "Because I know you can not harm her."

"And whatever could that mean?" Abracadaver asked. "Of course I can."

"No," I said hitting him once more, and nearly getting blown back as I did so. "You can't."

Abracadaver glared at me, before hitting Buttercup and I hard and throwing us back across the room, "We shall see."

"Mother! Father!" Basher and Breaker broke out of the barrier Bubbles and put up, and ran to us.

Buttercup and I had hit our heads rather hard, and it was beginning to get hard to think. Basher looked at me for a moment, before glaring at Abracadaver.

"You jerk!" he yelled, before running up to hit him. "You hurt my father!"

"Yeah! And our mother!" Breaker yelled running up to do the same.

"Get away you pests," Abracadaver hissed, before shooting them back into the wall Buttercup and I were lying against.

"Boys!" Buttercup gasped. "Are you alright?"

"We're fine," Basher muttered rubbing his head.

"B-but..." Breaker's eyes widened. "I don't think Bella is."

"What do you mean-?" I froze when I saw her.

This time the powerful aura surrounding her was so strong you could see it, and it was a dark green color. Her eyes were literally glowing, and her lips were curled into a snarl.

"You hurt my family," she said in a low voice.

"Oh well looky here, I am finally able to witness what true power you possess," Abracadaver said with a grin.

"I will hurt you," Bella growled.

"Of course you will," Abracadaver said sarcastically. "Give it your best shot."

Bella's eyes closed, and she breathed deeply. She seemed to be doing nothing, and after a moment Abracadaver assumed just that.

"I see you are much too afraid to use your powers," Abracadaver said with a sigh. "Oh well."

I stood up, having a brilliant idea, "Do not harm her."

"And what would you do if I did?" he said with a glare.

I ran up and swung my scythe at him, "I shall fight you."

"And you will die," Abracadaver hissed, about to attack me once more.

I closed my eyes, waiting for pain. When nothing came I opened my eyes to see Abracadaver standing, with his hand caught in midair. The barrier surrounding him had gone, and he seemed unable to move. His eyes were wide, and he glared deeply at me.

I turned to look behind him and saw Bella standing there, with her hands outstretched. She was glaring at Abracadaver, literally, which was amazing since she could not see. Tears were running down her face, and for a moment I wondered if she was in pain. However, she did not seem to be...more along the lines of overwhelmed. Her fingers curled, and Abracadaver swiftly turned to face her. She motioned for him to fall on his knees, and he did so.

"I s-shan't kill him, father," she said, her voice cracking in a much similar way to how Buttercup's would when she was upset. "But he c-can not m-move now."

"Amazing," Brick said wide eyed. "She can control ones movements..."

I frowned and turned to Buttercup, "I can not kill him in front of our children."

Buttercup frowned, "Bella can not see him, and the others are not looking. He is better off dead, Butch, and if you do not kill him then I shall."

"No."

We froze when we heard another voice speak. However, before we could tell whose voice it was, another bright flash of light appeared. A sword was thrown through the air, and it stabbed Abracadaver in the heart. He let out a choking noise, but he still could not move. Slowly, his eyes fluttered shut and her grew limp. Everyone turned to see the killer, and nobody could believe whose arm was outstretched in mid-throw.

"I caused the problem," Boomer said in a low tone. "And now I have ended it."

I stared at him open mouthed, before turning to my daughter. She finally let Abracadaver go, and she fell to her knees.

"Bella!" Buttercup cried out, taking her daughter in her arms. "Are you well?"

"I'm a-alright mother," she said softly, her eyes wide. "Just...overwhelmed..."

Buttercup glared at me, "You idiot! You could have gotten her killed!"

I sighed, "I would never do anything to cause her harm, you should know that. I knew she would be alright."

"And how exactly did you know?" Buttercup hissed.

"Do you remember...that time in the tree?" I asked softly.

"The one we fell out of?" Buttercup asked frowning. "How could I have forgotten?"

"Before we fell from it, you looked me in the eyes," I said. "And you automatically knew that I would protect you."

"Of course," Buttercup said softly. "But what does this have to do-"

"Tis' the same in this situation," I said. "I glanced at Bella before Abracadaver came, and we both just...knew...that she would be alright."

Buttercup sighed, looking down at her daughter who was shaking horribly.

"I see," she said. "I understand now..."

I smiled, but automatically recoiled when Buttercup punched my arm, "But if you EVER do that again, I swear to all things that I shall castrate you right where you stand."

I would have retorted, but we both had to look down at our daughter when she sniffed. She was crying nonstop, and her shaking had yet to cease.

"Bella, honey," Buttercup said worried. "Are you sure you are alright?"

"M-mother..." she whispered.

"Bella!" Basher and Breaker exclaimed running towards us.

"Boys, is she in pain?" Buttercup demanded.

"No...she's happy," Basher said confused.

We all looked at Bella, who's eyes were darting around furiously. For a while I wondered if perhaps she was having spasms, but then when she looked at stared directly at me, I realized what was going on.

"You can see..." I whispered.

"F-father..." Bella said crying.

"What?" Buttercup said with disbelief.

"I...I never u-use my powers," Bella said softly. "B-because it hurts people. But I can get s-so powerful...t-that sometimes it heals my v-vision... But it w-will go away..."

Buttercup kissed her nose, "So...you can see us?"

Bella smiled wide, "Yes."

She sat up slowly, taking in her surroundings while she could. Then she pointed to my eyes, "Is this...green?"

I smiled and pulled her into a hug, "Yes."

"I like green," she giggled.

We laughed with her, and almost did not noticed everyone else coming to see her.

Bella's eyes widened at all of them, "You are all so...bright..."

They laughed, "I suppose we are."

Bow walked over slowly, and I automatically grew a tad defensive. My daughter had never seen people before, and his...abnormal features...might scare her.

Bella stared at Bow with wide eyes, before smirking, "You truly do look like a rainbow."

Bow's eyes widened, "You mean...you are not scared of my appearance? My father cursed me after I helped that little baby girl, and ever since everyone finds me hideous."

He motioned towards Bonnie when he spoke of the baby, and Boomer's eyes widened, "You are the boy that saved my daughter!"

Bow nodded, "Yes."

Bella smiled before reaching her hands out to Bow's hands, and holding them tightly, "I do not care of appearances."

Bow smiled, "Thank you."

I pulled Bella away from him, "Alright, enough of that."

Buttercup giggled, "And the fatherly instincts begin."

I glared at her, "Oh hush."

"Wait!" Brick exclaimed. "What happened to the others?"

"What others?" Blossom asked.

"Miss Bellum, that little old man, Ace, Merlin, and Abracadaver!" Brick said with a frown.

"We are over here," Miss Bellum said walking over, holding the little man's hand. "I was simply fetching some clothes for my father."

"I do wish to thank you all for your assistance!" Mr. Mayor said. "It means quite a lot."

"Well, it was our pleasure," Blossom said.

"And if there is anything you need for your town, do tell us," Brick said. "We have plenty of money."

Merlin appeared next to Brick, "I have rid of Abracadaver. As it turns out, he was mostly dead to begin with. So killing him actually did him a favor...so he did not have to suffer anymore."

We nodded, until Buttercup spoke.

"Where is Ace?"

We looked around the place, before Bella pointed to behind a wall, "He's there."

Buttercup rushed over to the wall, and everyone else followed.

Ace was lying there, tears strolling down his face, breathing heavily. Buttercup's eyes widened and she knelt down next to him.

"Ace!" she exclaimed, before noticing a rather large gash in his side. "Oh goodness, Ace, you're hurt!"

"Don't," Ace stopped her from helping him. "I've already lost far too much blood."

"Ace," Buttercup whispered. "Do not do this, we can take you back and-"

"And have everyone stare at me as though I am insane," Ace said with a small laugh. "I am not welcome in that castle, and I killed so many people in villages. Nobody would want me, and I shan't blame them."

"I...we...can fix this..." Buttercup said, her eyes filling with tears. "Just, please do not die."

"I should have gone long ago," Ace sighed. "All that I want in the world, besides you, is gone. And you are living quite a life, and do not need me to ruin it further."

"Ace-"

Ace grasped Buttercup's hands firmly and looked her in the eyes, "Let me go."

Buttercup stared at him blankly, "I...no. Your wound is not that deep, you could not possibly die from it."

"It is poisoned," Ace said simply. "When I was attacking Abracadaver, I tried using my old poisoned shurikans...the same ones that you helped me invent."

Buttercup smiled sadly, "I remember."

"Well, when he blocked our attacks, he sent my attack straight back towards me...and well..." Ace made a pained face as he tried to move. "It as already been to late for me...tis' already spread."

Buttercup began to cry, "You can not do this to me! This is supposed to be a happy ending, not some sort of twisted tragedy!"

Ace smiled at her sadly, his breathing growing heavier as time passed, "It is a happy ending. Everything is over...you shall finally get to spend your life with your family, just as you always wished."

"But what about the others?" Buttercup asked. "They shall miss you to...Snake and them, I mean."

Ace sighed, "We said our farewells long ago, when I betrayed them. Just...if you see them, tell them that I am truly sorry for what I did."

Buttercup frowned, before lying her head in his chest, "Ace...I c-can't."

By this time Ace was breathing hard and irregularly, and sweat was very noticeable on his face. He used his last amount of energy to hug Buttercup tightly, and give her a quick kiss on her head.

"I love you, B-Buttercup," he said softly. "And I am glad t-that you have f-found happiness."

"Ace no, please!" Buttercup begged.

Ace's hand fell limp as he gave her one last smile. I could not help but pity him. He had been through a lot, and though most of it was self-inflicted, he still had a tough a life. At least now he could find peace somewhere.

I leaned down and pulled Buttercup into a hug, kissing her forehead as she bawled into my chest. She may not have loved him as a lover, but he was very close to her indeed. This death...would take a while to process.

**One month later**\

(Nobody's POV)

"DAMN IT BRICK!" Blossom yelled. "I TOLD YOU TO GET THE DIAPERS CLEANED!"

"Woman, I swear I think your mood has only become fouler AFTER the pregnancy," Brick muttered.

Blossom was currently bouncing she and Brick's wailing baby boy, Blitz. He had come later than Blossom's due date, by two weeks, But that said nothing, because he was an extremely healthy little boy...with an extremely healthy set of lungs. His hair was exactly the same as Blossom's, and Brick was relieved when he found out that his son did not inherit pink eyes...but instead his own deep red.

"Here, let me see him," Brick held his arms out for his son.

Blossom immediately complied, falling back into a chair in exhaustion, "He is most certainly your son."

Brick rolled his eyes, "With your attitude."

"Oi, you two come down here!" Boomer called. "Tis' dinner time!"

"Alright, one moment," Brick replied.

Brick hushed his son, who soon resorted to staring at Brick. Brick smiled and tickled his belly lightly, "His crying is worth it though, don't you agree?"

Blossom smiled, "Indeed. Come on then...we best not be late."

"We are never late," Brick said. "Everyone else is just always rather early."

"Of course," Blossom smiled.

The two walked down the set of stairs towards the dining room, to find everyone else already seated. Buttercup and Butch were sitting next to each other. Butch was fiddling with his new acquired wedding ring, which was the result of his and Buttercup's marriage not but two weeks after Ace's funeral. Though Buttercup was still rather upset about the whole ordeal, she did not wish to wait any longer to be wed. Buttercup was scolding him for doing so, saying that if he did not keep it on all the time he would never get used to the feeling.

Bella was sitting in between her brothers, who were complaining on how they could not completely reach the table because of their height. Bella simply said that they would grow, but neither would listen to her. Bow was sitting next to Breaker, and he still had yet to get used to the feeling of living in royalty. Buttercup and Butch, though they did not adopt him, decided that they would be his temporary guardians until he was older. One reason for this was to thank him for helping Bella while she was in trouble, and another reason was because Bella begged and begged for them to let him stay until they gave in.

Boomer and Bubbles were currently bantering about something, while trying to feed Bonnie some chicken. They seemed much happier since Abracadaver's death, and it was because they were relieved that they could finally have peace in their family without having to worry about Bonnie being snatched away from them.

The two kings sat at the ends of the table, both calmly waiting to eat while enjoying their happy surroundings.

"Alright we've arrived," Brick said.

"Finally, we get to eat," Buttercup said. "I'm rather starved."

"Agreed," Butch nodded.

"Well we must give our thanks first," The king of the north said calmly. "Who wishes to give it?"

Everyone went silent, waiting for something to offer.

"Alright then, I suppose I shall," the king said. "Alright..."

Everyone bowed their heads at the table, waiting for him to begin.

"Dear heavenly father, we thank you for this food which we are about receive," he began. "And we also wish to thank you for helping us in our rather troublesome lives. Though we have been through much tragedy, through your guidance we have finally overcome this. We thank you for letting us all join together happily, without having to care for worldly things, and we hope that you shall continue to grant us this happiness in the future. Amen."

And with that being said, Buttercup and Butch dove into the food. Bella giggled at this, and calmly asked for someone to pass her the chicken.

"How Bella inherited such manners, we shall never know."

Okay, I think that I shall have an epilogue...but then that is all. *sigh* Oh goodness, that is two hours of my life I won't ever get back... I hope the ending did not seem too rushed, I tried my hardest. :S Please leave a review... Oh and seriously, Bow actually is a character from the original show. I figured it would be obvious. xD