Chapter Thirty Six: When it's Over

A blinding light surrounded him and he squeezed his eyes back shut, whimpering. He the opened them slowly and saw figures above him. Did he die? Was he in heaven?

"Nana?" He croaked.

A cruel laughter cut through his senses. "Nana? Omygosh, Kenji, you have a Nana?"

Kenji angrily threw a pillow at him. "Oh, and you don't Koji!?"

Takashi suddenly threw himself on him. "Oh Shadow! I'm glad you're okay! You nearly died! We found you lying out in the Between Realm on your death bed! Are you feeling okay? You're not hurt are you?"

"I'm fine..." He groaned, holding his head. "Just... shaken up a bit."

"The Between Realm repaired itself. I'm surprised it didn't devour you in the process. The core would've done something to the likes of 'digesting' you."

Kenji shook his head ache free. "I'm fine now. Honest."

Takashi eyed him. "Well, get some rest anyways. Let's go Koji." Takashi directed Koji out.

"Hey Takashi?" Kenji called before he left as well.

"Yes?"

Kenji looked down at his covers. "What if Dark, or someone like him, was to get pulled out of the Between Realm after getting control over reality?"

Takashi took his glasses off, something Kenji found he did when he was thinking, and then put them back on. "Well, they still would have control... But it would be restrained a bit without the infinity of the realm to aid them. But a reality bender nonetheless and he still would have great amounts of control."

Kenji nodded. "Okay."

"You don't need to worry about Dark anymore..."

"Oh, I'm not worried about him."

Takashi sighed and walked out. "Sleep well."

After he left Kenji inspected himself in the mirror a crossed the room. He then ran his hands slowly through his white hair, turning black as he passed it.

Then he lowered his hands and flexed one, studying the air bend and warp around it.

"It's you who should be worried." He chuckled. "'Reality Bender'... I like the sound of that..."

Takashi slowly crept into the large office, a file in his hands. A man stood by the window, looking into the city.

"So?" He asked, speaking in Japanese.

Takashi answered in the same language. "Well, the Tamers are on a plane and are on their way home right as we speak."

"And did you tell them about me?"

"No sir."

The man smiled. He turned to face Takashi, none other then Tetsuya Nomura. "I did tell the public, that I left so much out..."

He took the file from Takashi and flipped through it's contents. "... So that people can make what they want out of it, and make... their own story."