Chapter 37 – Jeremy is Dead
Arceus was hard at work in the lab, recreating blank soul material for Jeremy. He then asked Mew to go down to Earth, and grab all the things that made Jeremy himself. She nodded, and went to his house. She found all his personal items, his bed, his books, and his toys, still intact. She took them all back, and Arceus motioned to a pot that was almost boiling. Mew dropped them in, and finally, the soul was ready. All the Legendary Pokemon had agreed: This boy cannot be allowed to die. Thus, for the first time in millenia, every Legendary from Kyogre to Victini united under one cause. One by one, they poured energy into the pot, until it was full of life. They brought Jeremy's dead body to the pyre, and began the process of adding all the elements to it. "Fire!" Moltres said. "Water!" Kyogre said. "Earth," Regirock said. They added a sample of their elements to the mix. Then they poured the soul over him, soaking his entire body. He didn't move. Arceus shed a tear, as did all the others. We have lost a good man today, his voice boomed around the lab. He will be sorely missed. Mew cried the most, and even went over to the body, hugging it with her tail. This was worse than all the times he had died before. Those times, he had always gotten up with a smile, and never once complained. She found that termites were eating away at the pyre he was tied to, and tried to shoo them away. Can't you see he's already dead? She pleaded. But eventually the entire thing was eaten away, leaving Jeremy's body simply lying on the floor. She noticed his knife lying on the floor, his final act of undying love, and accidentally cut herself with it. She cursed, seeing some of her blood drip into Jeremy's lifeless mouth. Death was suddenly there, with a shocked stare at Mew. What have you done? He demanded. His very body was evaporating, and he looked on as Jeremy spasmed in pain. His soul suddenly appeared above Death, and said, You have been corrupted. You must be healed. The soul then cast its power over Death, and said, May the power of my love heal all. Death's ghostly black clothes changed to white and gold, and he looked...happier. "Little Mew," he said, "Your friend has cured me, and I am forever in debt. I will bring him back." Death concentrated his powers, his aura now a happy orange, and Jeremy got up, groaning.
Mew rushed over to Jeremy and tackled him, kissing him again and again. Jeremy grinned but didn't resist, and so the two were together again. Nick and Magnus had just got back from the hospital, and after beating the DINNER out of the people who had done so to them, had finally taken a cab back to the castle. They walked in to see Jeremy and Mew rolling around on the floor, kissing and laughing, and they quickly backed out, leaving the two in peace.
They were eating lunch, and Mew was still ecstatic. She had recorded the events of the prophesy in all of the history books, and Death had left with a happy "Goodbye, and may we meet again under friendly circumstances!" Jeremy was out, finally getting rid of the legislative system that had bothered the city for so long. It had turned out that the legislative was not put up by Mew at all, and they had appeared out of nowhere. After interrogating each, Jeremy learned that Death had bribed them to annoy the four as much as possible. Satisfied, he returned home. He didn't blame Death for two reasons. One was that Death had been paranoid from the start of dying, and who wouldn't be afraid? The other was now that Death was cured, there was no reason to be prejudiced because of his past actions. He had convened with the new Death, and had actually become good friends with him, even laughing at some of their conflicts. However, he was a bit sad inside, because this probably meant the end of all his adventures. There was truly no one left to fight, and no obstacle to overcome. What would he do? He loved working for fun, and absolutely hated when he had nothing to do. He had even gotten sick on occasions, but this had subsided when he found something to do. But now... He was done. Truly done. Pondering this, he entered the newly redesigned Palace with a heavy heart, and seeing as it was late, went to bed. It was a long sleep, filled with dreams of all his past adventures...He almost hated to wake up the next morning. As a matter of fact, he slept in. This was bad, as something was going on outside... TO BE CONTINUED