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(A/N: *whew* Finally, the last chapter. Oh, and "BlaZiNViPeR" or whoever you are, how the Hell should I know? The only reason I asked for you to E-mail me before was because I would rather you argue to me that way instead of through someone else's reviews. But, since the Sailor Song With Real Live Swashbuckling is no more, there really isn't much point to it, ne? You can still go ahead and try again, if you want to, no one's stopping you. Anyway, to the people who are actually reading this fic, I thank you for your few and far-between reviews. Seriously, thank you. I'd give a list of thank you's, but that's waaaaay too many people to type out. Well, try to make sense with this last chapter, if you can....Read on....)

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People were dying in the streets, buildings were catching fire all on their own, all sorts of evil personified were running freely; and above it all a booming, cackling voice rang throughout the city.

"Hello fellow warriors of Earth! I welcome you to HELL!!"

Usagi and Gohan stood there, not knowing quite what to do. If Majin Buu had existed in this timeline, the situation at hand would have been something like that.

But Goten stepped forward.

He watched hundreds, thousands of people on their knees, praying to the God Almighty that someone may save them from the darkness. He watched a man beat another man to death without any convictions. He watched a child so skinny, her body failed her and she gave into death. Pharaoh 90 and Mistress 9 had bestowed the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse upon them.

The red horse of War.

The pale horse of Famine.

The black horse of Plague.

The white horse of Conquer.

The last one was to be the worst of all.

Goten couldn't watch this happen to the world, his world. The place where he was born and raised, the place where he found people who loved him and who he loved as well. The place where legends are born and miracles take place.

It was light, it was darkness, it was love, it was hate, it was despair.....

.....but it was also hope.

Goten was so angry at this person, this IT that dared try to take all of this away, he couldn't put it into words. He could feel the heat rising in his chest, much like the day he had fought Mistress9 and had won. In his mind, he knew what had to be done in order to keep this planet sacred. He knew he would have to become like Mistress 9.

He knew he would have to explode too.

He turned back around to Usagi and Gohan, who were still hopelessly watching the destruction.

"I just wanted to say goodbye, I'm going off to save the world."

They both looked at him like he had fourty-eight hours to live.

Usagi raised an eyebrow. "You're...WHAT?!!!"
"Going to save the world, like Gohan said Daddy used to."

"How do you think you're going to do that?" asked Gohan, a bit skeptical and afraid of whatever his little brother was thinking.

"I just...know I am," he said. "I can't explain it. It's like....it's like when you look up at all of those stars in the sky, and you get this good feeling inside. I think...that if I let that all out, let it all out...that it might be....enough to make the darkness go away."

Both took a long look into Goten's little brown eyes, and understood, for the most part. He was going to sacrifice himself for the good of the world. They were both very sad and upset, of course, but they both knew that they'd see him again someday, when it was their turn to go. Ashes to ashes.

Usagi picked him up, crying a little, and hugged him, a long drowned out hug. Gohan didn't need to, Goten already knew what he was going to say. They were brothers, after all.

He really is just like Dad....

Goten suddenly began to walk away from the two of them, looking towards the sky, looking towards the evil that dared try to enter his world. He began to gather ki, and more ki, but he wasn't shaping it into compact little balls or spheres, or releasing it like you were suppose to. He was keeping it within himself.

Enough so he would explode.

And he kept on gathering it too, flying past all of the stages of Super Saiyan, the two teenagers staring in awe. With a high pierced yell, it was known that he had finally reached his limit, and with one sharp burst of light, he self destructed.

It wasn't like when Mistress 9 did so, there wasn't black smog everywhere, but a small, white luminosity. But it didn't stay small, it grew.

It grew and expanded in all sorts of directions and glimmered, and glistened just like that Raisin-in-the-sun. It was just beautiful, magnificent....

.....and it was little Goten.

It continued to grow until it was so much that it met the clouds of Pharaoh 90's darkness. Gohan, Usagi, and the rest of the world stopped to listen as there was an ear-piercing, agonizing scream that filled the sky. Thunder roared, lightning crashed, and the war of good and evil was at it's climax.

And the light disappeared, and so did the darkness, and there was a serene calmness in the air.

A raindrop fell from the sky and splashed on Usagi's freckled nose, then a downpour, like the one at the fair, began. The sun poked through the clouds to create a rainbow over the Earth, and the two powerful forces were gone.

Usagi looked up at Gohan. "What do you think just happened?"

He smiled as he looked down at her. "I think....I think some things in this world are too much for us to understand..."

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Ten years later, a small girl was born to Gohan and Usagi. She was beautiful, but didn't look a thing like either one of her parents. She had very short ebony hair that fell down to her shoulders, and creamy alabaster skin that was as smooth as it was pale. Although her appearance made her look very innocent and angelic, there was a dark, violent brewing in her eyes, one resembling the storms of Saturn, a dark violet birthmark adorning her forehead....

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In this world there are two choices: you may either be ruled by the light, or by the darkness. The two choices are in front of us, every day of our lives. They come in the simplest forms, but the out comings are what's really important. These choices may save many lives, or they may destroy them. A war between the pure and the corrupt will never end. It exists in our homes, our minds, and in our hearts as well. But then again, we can always look to those that came before us, in those stars in the sky....

The End.....?

(A/N: Erm.....so how was it? Suck too bad? Suck not at all? Oh yeah, and I added the second to last paragraph for you, Firefly, so you wouldn't bitch to me in reviews about how I didn't have Hotaru in this fic. :p j/k j/k And if you think any part of this was creepy, just wait until you read An Angel Corrupt...*heh heh*....R&R ~Flirtatious Flamingo~)

"All you can do...to win...is use the brightness within your heart...the hope within your soul...and the light within you that a great man died trying to protect..."

--Ash the Wanderer, Atrocities