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Crappery: Just the Epilogue left now...Oh yeah, if you guys have any questions pertaining to the story, ask and you will be answered.
Lorett: Far more is explained in this one in a roundabout sorta confusing way.
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: I know! –-cries- I have so much to do... -scowls- I get to colour-code SEVEN fucking pages of bones for Health. Now how utterly retarded is that?
SuperHiperChit; It's kind of explained here, just remember the way I think. Ugh...I have to go to math next...And it's last period!
Alcapacien: Well, kind of...It'll be explained in the Epilogue...
NitenGale: Lovely little couplet luv! I know! It's so retarded! And what also sucks, the boy's school across the parking lot have so many more free days than us...STUPID BOYS!
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YamiClara: Will do.
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Queen of the Insects: She looks like she's about five or something. You'll see it in the Epilogue.
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Chapter Seventeen
It Has Happened and Now Is Done
A hoarse shriek erupted from her throat as whatever impulse she had to take a step forward was instantly frozen. Sitting amongst heaps of relatively soft looking blankets and pillows, were three forms. They appeared to be quite comfortable and talking amongst themselves. A choked noise
came from her throat and her hold on the little girl grew tighter, the child letting out a peep. Mia took an unstable half-step forward, unable to believe what her eyes and mind was telling her. It was completely impossible that those three people could still be alive. She had held their cooling heads in
her lap and looked down into their glazed, lifeless eyes. The child in her arms wriggled from her grip and walked towards the boys, her fiery hair swinging behind her. A certain grey eyed male looked up from his lap and saw the girl child and Mia, joy flooding across his face.
"Mia?"
Her resolve cracked and she did not care if he was nothing but a mirage induced by willful longing. She lunged forward at the same moment he did, throwing her arms around his neck. The child found a seat beside the Boy Who Lived and his ever faithful side kicked, watching the tearful reunion
in utter silence.
Mia kissed Draco hard, tears sliding down her cheeks at the waves of relief slamming into her. She momentarily forgot the destruction waging outside the opened door, the pained shrieks of agonized victims of pain, all of her attention directed to her restored heart mate. One of her hands ran
through his golden locks, trailing the silky short curls through her fingers.
"Draco..." She whispered that single word fragmented with her love and then her apprehension that he was just a wisp of a dream.
His arms, which had slid around her waist, pulled her slender form flush against his hard body as he pressed his lips against her forehead in a tender gesture. One of his hands ran up and down her back, a soft smile pulling at his mouth as he felt the muscles ripple like malleable steel veiled by a
layer of velvety soft silk.
"What happened Draco?"
"Polyjuice." He said simply.
"Who..." Her sentence was cut off when a loud snap echoed throughout the room.
Mia tore her gaze away from her lover's pale visage, looking at the small girl sitting easily amongst strangers. There was a strange expression on her
face as she watched the reunited couple. She slowly shook her head as she got to her feet and went over to Harry. She stood in front of the dark haired wizard, her liquid gold eyes watching him with an intensity no child could possess. She reached out with one of her small hands and pressed
two of her fingers against his forehead. He let out a gasp before his shape wavered and then disappeared. She then moved on to Ron, repeating the gesture. Once his form had blinked out she turned to look at Draco. Panic flooded Mia and she moved in front of him, blocking his form with her own.
"You aren't touching him." She said simply, divine power rippling around her.
The child simply looked at her and a certain note of sadness as she walked towards them. She seemed to grow in height as she got closer, until she was at about eye level with Mia. She then reached forward. Mia expected the pale fingers to be stopped by her own bone and flesh, but it passed
through her like she was made of a substance like butter. She felt the warm body beside her flicker and then the bulk vanished. She clenched her hands into tight fists and let the energy surrounding her lash out at the child, letting her anger momentarily blind her. The massive whip of magical
force did not even hit her; the similar aura that pulsated around the red head simply absorbed it. She let out a very quiet sigh, a noise filled with relief. Her body, which had gone back to its original height, began to age. Within seconds the innocent toddler morphed into a full grown woman.
Fiery coloured hair was no longer ear length, but fell in a series of graceful curls to a pair of well curved hips. Her eyes, which were still that eerie gold colour, were the only thing on her rapidly maturing body that remained the same. When the peculiar transformation was complete, she was a little
shorter than Mia. There was a faint smile on her lips as she wrapped her arms around her own waist.
"I am sorry for making you do this. I know you tried your best to prevent this from happening." She murmured quietly, a lilting musical quality to the tones.
Mia, who got the feeling that bloomed within her when she stared up at the night sky and realized how insignificant her small life was in the grand scheme of things, gulped a little.
"Um..."
"I really am." The woman reached forward and tenderly brushed her finger across the skin of her forehead, her thumb momentarily pressing against the space between her brows.
A warm, tingling sensation flooded Mia and a soft gasp escaped her lips. She expected to disappear, but instead of her shape fading away the female before her began to shimmer. A hazy outline of a person emerged from the constricting coffin a body is, and the form crumpled to the ground.
Her eyes widened slightly as the smoky mass slipped forward and melted into her pores. For a moment there was nothing and then an intense burning feeling rushed through, beating away the pleasant emotion from before. She felt her knees collapsed beneath her and she slammed balled up
fists against the ground as lances of burning torture ripped her flesh away in bloody strips. The pain was unbelievable and she let out an echoing scream, unable to see or feel the tangible wave of power that rolled out of her, the high pitched tones drenched in agony. She threw her head back,
her hair streaming on the rivulets of golden power throbbing around her, writhing like she was Medusa. Through the haze of pain, she felt her body begin to rise up, her crumpled legs straightening and the tips of her suddenly bare feet leaving the ground. She felt something burst from her back,
that pain mixing in with river of agony that tore her breath from her lungs. Her eyes, which she realized she must have closed at one point during her magical assault, opened slowly and a gasp slipped from her. No longer was she kneeling in a slightly dusty and unclean room, but somehow aloft
and staring down at utter destruction. She turned her head slightly, and out of the corner of her eye she saw frothy, icing white fluff beating steadily in the breeze, keeping her from falling. It struck her then that she was the woman in the mural, deep beneath the island. She swallowed
thickly, her own pain forgotten and insignificant, as she took in the death she realized she had created. Her head was clearer, much, much clearer, than it had been moments before and she could just recall and explosion of energy expelling from her body and flattening much of what was around
her. People were twisting on the ground far below her, their shrill screams of terrified agony soaring through the air, burning the insides of her ears. Blackened was everything, the gorgeously lush greenery had turned to dull ash, the silent gray remains testimony to what had once been beautiful.
Her heart clenched and she felt tears pool in her eyes, a single one escaping her lashes to slide down her cheek in a pinkish, ashy streak. This was a different kind of heart, not physical, but something far deeper that struck her right to the core of her soul. This was her fault. She was killing all of
those innocent people. It should be here down there suffering. Another part of her mind chimed in there, in the long run saving her. But there was nothing she could have done. it was destined to sink beneath the waves of the Mediterranean, to hide beneath lapis blue water for the rest of
eternity. Her arms slipped around her waist as she hugged herself, her inner arms pressed against the silky fabric of the white dress she was somehow wearing. More tears cascaded down her face, falling from her chin, down to the blackened, twisted landscape. Although she did not see
this, the moment the droplets of salty, bloody, and dirty water touched the ground, a single one met and joined with the sea. In that very instant, the little wavelets lapping against the beach grew to a monstrous size, ever increasing as they became closer to the shore. The slammed into the
island with such force, that even a league above it, Mia still heard the echoing crash as everything was swept away. The wave, which near swallowed the good sized isle, reached other side and when the first gallons reunited with the sea, there was a groan something that sounded like someone
struggling to hold on a weight to heavy and finally giving up that followed seconds after the crash. Her blood went cold when some small part of her registered that it was all the pillars shaking in, loosening the foundation and then utterly collapsing. Before her very eyes Atlantis disappeared
beneath glittering shards of opalescent death and debris. She gasped quietly as she stared down at the sea and her wings faltered for a moment as she felt something brutally ripped from her, causing her to nearly loose her consciousness.
When her vision cleared of its foggy film, she saw the definite shape and features of the little golden haired girl's mature shape.
"I am sorry." She whispered quietly, before reaching into nothingness and plucking a darkly bound book from the little cut in time she had created. "It might not mean much now, but take this manuscript and treasure it like those before you. Also, rejoice in the knowledge that you and your
descendents will have my favor and never forget to use the wings I have given you,"
Mia looked at her with dull eyes, pain of watching thousands dying and their sufferings utterly numbing her. The woman reached out to touch her forehead and just before the fingertips brushed her skin, a question burbled from her lips.
"Who are you?"
She faltered for a moment and a knowing smile crossed her lips. "I am eternal." Her fingers touched Mia's forehead and darkness suddenly overtook her.
Amongst the paradoxes and earth shattering conundrums that made up the massive, cluttered mess called time, and elderly woman stood in front of a small pond. Heavy fog blanketed everything in soft grayness, blocking out the rest of the world or perhaps shielding the bent form from
prying eyes. Tendrils of mist were curled about her ankles, twining up around her lower legs like a purring cat. She seemed to see something in the murky, rippling waters and let out a crow of pleased laughter, her unmarred violet eyes sparkling madly.
"It has happened and now is done!"
Wow...Just the epilogue left to do now and then this is DONE!
Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel