Ameri – You guessed it! The Other is Sanar.... Since I haven't posted anything with her as a big character on this site, I thought you wouldn't get it. Kudos! As for leaving writing....HA! Fanfiction might get left behind at some point, but writing is so much a part of me I couldn't stop if I wanted to :P

Eowyn – There will definitely be a sequel :P If I complete the whole series, Phoenix will be a trilogy with a companion trilogy called "Children of Destiny". So it'll be long ;p Thanks :D.

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Die Another Day:
Epilogue

It was too much — too much to live through any longer. He couldn't. So much — too much. Eventually, everyone had a limit. He had lasted longer than many of the others. Much longer. Maybe he had had something to fight for, but who knew what that was? Who knew if he was even in his sane mind, anymore?

I'm sorry, he thought, but he didn't know who he was talking to. He never did.

His defiance streamed from him as his blood had, and the fight began to leave him. But then —

Pain. Terror. It screamed in his mind, but not from him. Not from him! He flailed, held on for just a moment longer. He had to know. Was this what he had waited for? Was this why he fought?

Millimetre by painful millimetre, he stretched out and grabbed where he had once felt the Force. So little reached him, but it was enough—he hoped. He didn't know much of anything, anymore.

Let it be enough.

The beast that held him stretched, pulled, tried to drag the last remnants of his life from him. You are all mine, it seemed to say.

Not yet, an old part of him chided, surprising even himself. Not yet. His grasp of the Force was clumsy and painstaking, but he found it: the life whose emotions he had felt. He didn't have time to stop, to sift, to see if he remembered anything. All he could do was let the life's distress pull him forward, close to it.

Close to her?

Brown eyes. Rushing water. "You can be my…anytime." "Isn't it…turn to…?"

You can be my what? Isn't it what?

The memories distracted him, and the beast began to tear him apart in earnest.

I'm so sorry. All he could give was one last caress, one last touch, and even that confused him. Who knew what it meant? Who knew what it had once meant – to him, to her?

The beast pulled his spirit back into his body, where it tore, ripped, ate. It liked flesh, but the Others controlled it so he could always recover — within reason. You're mine.

For the first time, in a very, very long time Zekk felt his lips struggle…shake…and form a weak smile. It came to him, then — her name. Her name. For a second, he remembered.

Goodbye, Jaina. His final words before he let go.

And so it began.

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So, what did you all think of my lovely, final twist? Who was surprised?

Please R&R!

-Tjz