Death's Apprentice

Epilogue

"A single death is a tragedy, a million deaths is a statistic"

--Joseph Stalin

August 9, 1981, eighty years later...

Blink's P.O.V.

It's been nearly seventy years since I've been able to say that I loved someone. Yet the boy that I had love so long ago still haunts my dreams. It seems almost like he's always been there whenever one of our old friends dies.

I'm the only newsie left now, cold, alone, and crazy. Well, I guess I'd have to be crazy because I married a girl that I could never love, only because her smile kinda reminded me of Mush's. We had a son in July of 1920, but she never lived to see his beautiful face. Now that I look back at it I wonder if she died because Mush was jealous. I know that it sounds weird, but I can still remember him thinking that he was going to become the next Death.

Now that seems to be all that I can remember about him. I know that it seems very odd, but it's true.

My son, Mush Ballet, became my sole source of sanity. It almost killed me when he said that he was going to join the Navy, but my heartache was replaced with happiness when he sent me news of his marriage and later of his children's births. In 1939, he was reassigned to Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. He and his family left the next week. I never saw them again.

December 7, 1941, my life stopped. My entire family was killed in the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. The whole time all I could think about was that Mush must've really been pissed at me.

You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this, but it's simple. I'm old, crazy, and dying.

But you shouldn't feel sorry for me because I've wanted this for a long time. And believe me I would've just killed myself years ago if anyone would've just remembered Mush.

"Mush", I sighed, the name still brought color to my cheeks. If he was Death, he sure must've hated me, because he made me live to the age of 99, alone, and without him.

I know that at least one of you must have read my journal, where I had written about Spot Conlon admitting his love to me. But he didn't really love me. He loved Itey. And you know I think that they were good for each other. They both lived happily as a couple, until they both died during World War I.

Now that I'm lying here on my deathbed, I swear that I can see Mush in the room with me.

"Mush?" I gasped.

Death's P.O.V. (a.k.a. Mush's P.O.V.)

I have been death now for as long as I can remember, but when this old, dying, man said 'Mush', I felt pulled to him.

"Kid?" I asked. I don't know where that name came from, it just kind of popped up in my mind.

He looked towards him as he looked in my direction smiling. "Mush, you're like my Peter Pan."

I reached down to touch his once beautiful, but now aged face. Then I moved my hand down to his as I helped his soul out of its cage.

A teenager stepped out of the ancient body. He smiled at me as he moved forward to kiss me. I felt compelled to kiss back, as memories started to fill my head, memories of my life, memories of him.

He pulled back smiling at me even more, "I've been waiting for you, Mush. I never stopped loving you."

I smiled as he took my hand in his, "I love you too, my Kid Blink."

He smiled again as we reappeared before Heaven's gates. "Now it's your turn to wait for me, Mush."

We kissed one more time before going our separate ways. He went to Heaven and I went back down to Earth, to find s new apprentice.

The End

Final Shout Outs

Obsessed wit' Aaron Lohr- Ani, you and Itey are both telling the truth have you noted that? Well, thanks for all of the reviews... And Lookie! Itey's actually in it!

Liams Kitten- I don't know why I made it so sad. But I think that Mush had to forget about Blink or he'd get like seriously screwed up, and kill like everyone or something. Now please don't bleed on me... Look, I updated it the same day that I got back from camp... Thanks for the review...

A/N: Well, I hoped you all liked them! Well, I hope that you all enjoyed the ending and are going to review to help my self-esteem... And just so that all of you know I'm taking my Oath of Enlistment. So, 'YAY!' for me...