Sorry for the late update, I'm a bit busy with finals. Anyways, here is the penultimate chapter.


Chapter 27

I couldn't believe his words. I couldn't believe the blue-haired man said that. He can't possibly be Terrorblade...can he? I thought we just killed Terrorblade. I thought Ray farted on Terrorblade's balls to destroy him once and for all. But this is Terrorblade? And this Terrorblade is no demon. He's human, like an angel. "No way!" Stan, Wendy, Ray, Isaac, and I were all in shock and awe.

"There is no way you're Terrorblade," Stan said.

"Yeah, did we just kill you just now?" Wendy added.

Terrorblade laughed. "But indeed I am, children. You slew my evil self. I am purified. That said, I believe this belongs to you, Dovah." Terrorblade reached behind his back and held out a wooden stick. The Stick of Truth.

"What?" Ray took the Stick out of Terrorblade's hands. "Why?"

"The Stick holds great power, but too much for me." Terrorblade then turned to Stan and Wendy. "And to answer your question, Stanley and Wendy, when Ray farted into my balls, he has slain the demon soul within me. What you killed is my corruption. My worst self - a raging, thieving demon of unimaginable power. Only by breaking the Gentlemen's Code can you purify one's soul. My soul is purified, and I owe you my life. You have done it Dovah."

"Terrorblade!" Hearing Magina's voice, I turned around to see Magina, John Vanson, Phillip Pirrup (or Pip), Chef, and Ms. Ellen. That said, since the energy wall no longer existed to block them off, Magina immediately ran to us, past us, then hugged Terrorblade. "I missed thou presence."

"Ah, Magina." Terrorblade smiled as he returned the hug. "Brothers in harmony again."

Magina let go of Terrorblade, then the two faced the rest of us. "I have to thank you all for rescuing my brother. I couldn't not have done it without you."

Stan then gasped. "Wait a minute, what about the demons left on Earth?"

"Oh that?" Terrorblade then laughed. "You don't have to worry about them no more. When Dovah broke the Gentlemen's Code and purged my demon soul, it also purged the impurities on Earth. Consider the demons and the Nazi Zombies destroyed. It is purity of will; consider thyself purified." Terrorblade let out a sigh. "There is one more thing I want to say. I want to apologize to you all for the trouble that I have caused in the last few days."

"This is just a cliche resolution of blaming your problems not on yourself, but on an illness." Hate to say it, but Wendy is right. As annoyed and threatening as she sounded, she is spot on.

"Yeah, you have to at least admit that you screwed up man." Stan shook his head in disapproval.

Terrorblade nodded without batting an eye. "You both are absolutely right. Maybe perhaps I am a raging asshole."

Magina put his right hand on Terrorblade's left shoulder. "Brother, you should trouble yourself no further. What is done is done, and there's no turning back. All you can do is forgive yourself of your past transgressions and move on." For a moment we were silent, but then Magina continued on. "The Visitors, or aliens, told me to tell you that they want to apologize for spreading the Nazi Zombie virus for the second time."

"Ah, glad that's over with." Ray then grumbled, shaking his head. "I'm still pissed off that they gave me an anal probe...although we did get past some obstacles because of it. I had to use the anal probe so there's that."

Chef, from behind us, laughed out loud when he heard Ray. "The Visitors gave YOU an anal probe too? Hahahaha!" Ray shot an angry glare at Chef. "I'm sorry, um..."

"Ray," Ray responded.

Chef then stopped laughing. "Look, you kids did a good job saving the world. I watched the five of you grow as people within the last three days, and I have to say this is the most impressive thing you have done for each other."

John nodded as he handed each of our backpacks back. "You did a great job, Ray. Better than I could have done."

"Yes you did," Pip added, "and the Dimmons twins did good work."

"Wendy, you did a really good job protecting and caring for you friends there," Ms. Ellen added. "And Stan, take good care of her."

"Thank you," Stan, Wendy, Ray, Isaac, and I nodded.

Isaac then looked around. He shot a lightning bolt up into the sky. "Uh, we still have our powers. What do we do now?"

"You have the Stick of Truth now." We turned to see Terrorblade speaking to us once again. "There are two paths you can go down. One: you can bring the Stick back to Earth and keep your powers, and so will everyone else on Earth. If you five keep your powers, then they too will keep their powers. Now I should remind you of how destructive having powers can be." Terrorblade cleared his throat. "The second option is to sacrifice the Stick in the Skyforge." Terrorblade pointed to the flaming well. "Therefore, nobody will be able to have the power."

"If I sacrifice the Stick, can I get it back?" Ray asked.

"Only a Dovahkiin can reclaim the Stick of Truth from the Skyforge," Terrorblade replied. "I'll leave it up to your discretion."

Ray nodded then turned back to the rest of us. "What do you guys think? Should we keep the Stick or give it away?"

"I wouldn't mind keeping my powers," Isaac said. "I love being able to use the elements."

"Honestly, we can do some really good things with them," Wendy added.

"Yeah, but you saw how destructive they are," Stan replied.

"Uh, yeah, um, I think we used our powers for selfishness more than actually helping people," I added. "Well at least I did." We're not good kids. We're kind of assholes. Assholes who managed to get the job done and save the world, sure, but we're all still petty assholes, myself included.

"Yeah, Cole's right," Stan replied. "We shouldn't even be having these powers. I mean we already have to deal with stupid drama at school, but add in WoW powers?" Stan shook his head. "Everyday someone's gonna be burned. Literally."

"Yeah, we're not very responsible, are we?" Isaac then turned to Wendy. "Wendy?"

Wendy shrugged. "I'd like to keep my powers to show off, to be honest. But then again, I forgot half my abilities and spells." She shook her head. "I feel like I did more harm than help anyways. Honestly, I suck at World of Warcraft, it was Bebe who got me to play."

Stan walked up to Wendy and started to rub her hair. "Nonsense, Wendy. You did great. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself."

Wendy then hugged Stan. "You know, I wouldn't mind seeing my powers go away. I have to agree with you."

"So, uh, what do we do about the stolen money from Jimbo's Guns?" Stan asked.

Wendy giggled as she let go of Stan. "We could keep it to ourselves, buy a few stuff like-"

"Wendy!" Stan was shocked at Wendy's statement.

Wendy's giggle turned into a laugh. "I'm just kidding, Stan!"

Ray nodded and smiled. "I guess that means we give away the Stick." Ray walked over to the flaming well - the Skyforge - and without another word, dropped the Stick. From the well shot out a large column of white fire until it was no more. Like a blaze of glory, the flame made the symbol of a dragon facing upwards until it dissipated into thin. "Beautiful."

I tried to fire off a solar wrath into the sky, but nothing came out of my hands. I tried to shapeshift, but I grunted, and nothing came about it. That was it. I really lost my powers. I'm no longer a druid. I'm just a regular ten-year-old kid named Cole Dimmons who goes to an elementary school in a white trash town. I sighed. "I'll miss my powers."

"Same here," Stan replied. "But honestly it was for the better." Stan exhaled. "I'm sure this is what Kyle would have done if he were here right now."

"I'm sure he's alright, Stan," Wendy said.

Stan smiled at Wendy. "Huh. I never thought you'd say that. What happened to you worrying about everything?"

"It's like what Chef told Ray," Wendy replied. "Bad things will happen to good people, but it's how we deal with it that makes us. I'm sure you can apply this lesson in many areas in your life."

"I know what you mean." Stan then let out a loud yawn. "Ah, at least this is over now. I think that's what Harbinger would say if he were still here."

Ray nodded. "I miss that guy."

Stan then turned to the rest of the others. "So how do we get out of here?"

"There is a portal outside the Hall of Valor across the bridge you came in from," Magina answered. "Anymore questions before you take your leave?"

"What about our parents?" Wendy asked.

"Your parents have returned home in safe hands," Magina answered. "Your spirit guides helped them." If he means the spirits who we had to do the trials, then I guess that makes sense. After all, I'm ready to go home. "In case you ever want to return, just return to the lighthouse. The guardians should no longer bother you. Anymore questions?"

"No," the five of us replied.

Terrorblade, Magina, Pip, John, Chef, and Ms. Ellen then nodded, smiled, and waved goodbye. "Goodbye, children."

"Bye!"

After finishing our goodbyes, the five of us descended down the elevator and began to walk out of the Hall of Valor. In the Hall of Valor, the vikings were still injured, but they cheered us on as the five of us walked out. They called us heroes, saviors, and all of that sort. Then we exited the Hall of Valor, and when we crossed the bridge, we met the stone knight again that guarded the entrance. It said nothing, but only stood up straight with a righteous salute. It made a simple nod. A few yards up ahead was a glowing portal and when we got closer it showed an image of a storage room.

Stan pointed at the portal. "Hey, that's Jimbo's Guns. We were just there." Interesting for the portal to choose to teleport us to the storage room of Jimbo's Guns specifically, but whatever. Maybe it was just a randomly generated location.

"Yeah, maybe now we can return all that money we stole," Wendy snickered.

Ray shrugged. "We only spent like fifty bucks." That sounded about right, actually.

"Anyone wanna say a few words before we go home?" Stan asked.

I'm not sure what to say. I'm too tired to think. My brain almost died from the multiple fights earlier. I could feel my muscles constrict a little from fatigue. "It's been fun hanging out with you all," Wendy said. "I feel like you all changed somehow. In a really awesome way."

"I swear I've heard this before," Stan said. I swear it too.

"You know where, Stan." Then Stan and Wendy once again kissed for about eight seconds, and when they drew away from each other, Stan did not vomit. Interesting. But it's whatever though, it's kinda about time Stan grew out of vomiting on girls. Maybe I don't understand everything right now, maybe one day I'll understand. But if there is one thing I understand, it's that I'm tired as hell.

"You guys ready?" Isaac asked. The rest of us then nodded at Isaac. "Let's go."

We grabbed each others' hands, and from left to right it was Ray, Stan, Wendy, myself, then Isaac. Hand-in-hand, the five of us all walked through the portal to make our way home.


Now time to talk about Stendy.

Honestly, I enjoy Stendy. By far, it's my favorite pairing, mostly because it's canon. No I don't think it this story showcased perfect Stendy, and no, this fic isn't only about Stendy, but even then, I like it because the pairing felt real and genuine. There's ups and downs like a real relationship, and even then, in this story I've alluded to the fact that Stan and Wendy are more alike than one would think.

Stan is the normal guy, the golden boy, so to speak. He's solid at everything he does, and it shows. Honestly, I think Stan is fine the way he is, he's a good person at heart but is kind of selfish sometimes and petty. As for Wendy, I felt like the show put too much perfections on Wendy, so I thought an interesting twist is to make Wendy fairly incompetent at World of Warcraft (as shown through her roleplaying a paladin) since she's so good at everything else she does, and in my mind, I think that produced a humorous result (to me at least). That said, I hope I made the lovely couple believable.

I can see why some people don't like Stendy. Maybe Stan and Wendy are too awful to each other. Maybe they both are way too possessive and jealous of each other (and I mean both). Maybe Wendy is more like Kyle than Stan. I hope I developed their relationship well, but also I hope I didn't overshadow too much of this fic with Stendy.

As said in the above note, this isn't the last chapter. There will be one more. Stay tuned.