---Epilogue---
Thinking back, the police asked us tons of questions that day. We answered as carefully as we could. We didn't want anything bad to happen to us. It wasn't really our fault. The police said that we did it in self-defense, and we were told to go home.
Sadly, Tasha's father had a heart attack four days after Him's death, and he passed away as well. She had no other family, and her father had written in his will that she should move in with us. We were already eighteen, and her father had left her money for college.
The year finished quickly, and we graduated. When I look in the mirror, my eyes still don't look the same. They are still a cold, steel feeling of emptiness. There is a slight hint of glimmer, as my life passes.
On my first day of college, I sat next to Karrick. He and I are married now, and we're incredibly happy. We're still in college, but we'll be graduating soon. I have told him everything that happened to me when I was eighteen, and about Mojo Jojo when I was five. He actually cares for me, and would never hurt me. My bruises don't hurt anymore, but they're still faintly there - a reminder of what could have been, I suppose.
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End Author's Note: There may be a sequel or prequel coming out sometime. So, if you liked this story, look for those!
Any and all characters or places in this story that are property of Cartoon Network's The Powerpuff Girls are not mine. They are Cartoon Network's and Craig McCracken's. I do not mean to infringe upon Copyright violations with use of these characters for this fanfic.
