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Epilogue #2
Tragic Ending
It was a year after the events of the main fic that the tragic news was brought to Danae. She had been living with the other orphans, along with the other Mary-Sues, when the Nebuchadnezzar landed in Zion... with only four crew members still alive.
Danae stood stock-still, staring hopefully into the ship's interior for hours after everyone else had left, hoping, waiting, waiting for that which would never come.
"No, please, Apoc... you must come out... you must..."
A guard comes over to our heroine and places a hand on her shoulder. "It's late, hon. Come on. He's not coming back."
Danae turns slowly to face him.
"Why?" She asks, trembling. "Why can't he come back?"
"That's the way war is, sugar. I'm sorry this had to happen to you, everyone knows how much you cared for him." He did not, however, add that everyone knew how little he had cared for her.
Danae nodded and took a deep breath. "He never loved me in the way I loved him. I know that now. If he had, he would've come back." She suddenly fell to her knees, whispering: "I shall never love again."
With that, she ran off into the depths of Zion, as swiftly as if she somehow knew her Apoc was somewhere in there, calling her. Calling her home.
The End.
A/N: All together now; one, two, three:
AWWWWW!!!!! :'(
Next one's more cheerful, I promise. :)
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