KT/sighs/ Here we are, the end of another story. This part always makes me cry!

Link: That's your own fault, isn't it?

Karanos: Hey, I happen to agree with her. I mean, I don't cry about it, but I don't like the end of stories.

Roy/sobbing/ My story's almost over! Wah!

Link: Oh great, now he's crying.

KT: Well, I guess it's time to get started. Link, do the stuff. We forgot it last time.

Link: Yeah, sorry about that. Kuroi Tenshi – Dark Angel does not own SSBM or any of it's characters. She does own Sarah Holly and Jasmine Miles.

KT: Liiiiiink…

Link: I know, I know, Marth too.

KT: Yay! Speaking of Marth, it's his turn to answer reviews!

Marth: All right, My Lady. Here we go…

Ledzeplisa – Well, here's the epilogue, and all our readers are always appreciated!

Lemurian 04 – It was so cold. I was out in it too, remember. Thanks for all your reviews!

Max Fuchs – You say that like it was a painful experience. I'm sure you didn't mean it that way though… Since the story is done now, can you please melt this wall now? We're running out of food…

Hylian Dragoness – Yes, he certainly did take his time in getting to her, didn't he? Lady KT is very flattered that you like her writing so much. Thank you for making her so happy!

Zekoi – They did kiss. Roy wouldn't stop talking about it all night afterwards. Roy: Oh yeah, like it was any different when you kissed Sarah in GOOT. Marth: Hush.

Tymaporer – We didn't think it would end so soon either, but it has. However… Lady KT says that you may not be so happy with the ending after this one… I don't know what she means. She does assure us that there will be a third story.

Lvmj – Zelda wouldn't talk to Link for a whole week after that little incident. And we did have to pay for the door… Thanks for hanging in there with us through this whole time, and thanks for all the reviews!

Marth: That's all of them.

Karanos: Chapter, now. At least this one was on time.

KT: enjoy!

In Midwinter's Stillness – The New Season, or, The Epilogue

Roy adjusted his gloves and tightened his chest plate before stepping into the teleporter. He pumped his right arm and shook it out, testing the muscles. He was a little nervous about how it would hold up in his first real fight since it was broken.

As the Hyrule Temple stage came into view, Roy drew his sword and took a deep breath. This was the first match of the new season. He wanted to make it exciting.

Movement on the other side of the stage caught his eye. His opponent was posing for the crowd and taunting him. Roy smiled. He'd had to beg Sarah to let him fight Captain Falcon in this first match, but she'd finally given in. He was ready for this fight. He'd been ready since the revelations of his talk with Jasmine in the blizzard.

Roy watched Sarah step into the announcer's box. She turned on her microphone and addressed the audience.

"Welcome to the opening of the Super Smash Brothers Melee Tournament. First match, Roy versus Captain Falcon."

The crowd cheered. "Fighters, please take your positions. Ready, go!"

Falcon dashed toward Roy. Roy just waited for him discreetly getting into a counter position. He dodged as the racer reached out to hit him and struck him with his sword.

"You've improved some, Roy-Boy, but not enough to save your skin," the racer said with a snicker.

Roy glared. "Don't call me Roy-Boy," he hissed through gritted teeth. He leapt forward and slashed his sword at Falcon. Falcon saw through him and knocked the attack away, sending the swordsman skidding backward.

"Why not? It doesn't bother you when Jazz does it," the racer said mockingly.

Roy swung his sword rapidly three times in answer, feeling two of them hit Falcon. In the backswing of his third one, the racer grabbed him by the shoulders and roughly pushed him against the nearby wall.

"Don't make me angry, kid. I'll kill you even with the sphere system," he said, no trace of humor in his voice.

Roy forced himself to think of how humiliated he would be if Falcon beat him this time and said nothing. Instead, he quickly took hold of Falcon and kicked him away. The racer recovered fast and moved further back from the redhead. Roy didn't think about his next move before he did it, and he regretted it very soon after.

He rushed Falcon, intending to stab at him with his sword. The racer caught his shirt front and rolled backward, pushing him over his head and toward the edge with his feet. Roy flew just far enough to catch hold of the ledge and stop himself from falling off. He needed both hands, however, and had to drop his sword. He pulled himself back up onto the stage as the length of metal fell. Now the only way for him to get it back was to fall off the stage himself, and he'd have it in his hand when he teleported back up, but this was a one stock battle. The first time either of them fell would be the end of the match. Whatever, Roy thought. I don't need it.

Falcon was back on his feet again, smirking at him. "Lost your sword, have you? Shame. I wanted to drag out your beating for as long as possible, but it looks like this will be over in a matter of seconds."

"You're too arrogant. It's going to hurt real bad when you finally fall, Falcon," Roy said, stepping away from the edge.

Falcon laughed. "Oh, you think you're going to be the one to knock me down, don't you? Think again, bastard."

The racer lunged at him, quick as lightning, fists flying. Roy brought his arms up in a blocking maneuver and pushed him away. It was just like his training sessions with Jasmine, only about a hundred times more stressful. The racer was much stronger than the girl, and had hostile intentions to boot.

Thinking about the training made Roy remember one of Jasmine's main points: never give the opponent the chance to recover. He stepped forward and delivered two strong punches with both fists to the racer's helmeted head. Falcon reeled back, apparently not expecting the onslaught from a swordsman who had been relieved of his weapon.

Roy kept at him. He struck the racer's shoulders with his hands in a chopping motion. He punched again. He rammed his shoulder into Falcon's chest, and then rushed forward to grab hold of him again. He finally put his foot to the racer's stomach and kicked him so forcefully that he flew over two-thirds the length of the stage.

The redhead watched his opponent stagger to his feet from the other end of the stage and walked slowly toward him.

"Are you ready to give up, Falcon?"

The racer glared at him with such intense hostility that Roy almost took a step backward. "I wouldn't give up to a sniveling little fag like you in a million years!"

Falcon charged at Roy, abandoning all tact and defense. Roy took two steps and dealt him a one-two punch. Another shoulder to the chest, and Falcon was sailing quietly over the side of the stage.

"Game! This game's winner is Roy!" Sarah practically shouted from the announcer's box. Roy had time to turn and face the cheering crowd before the teleporting light enveloped him, and he was taken back to the mansion.

"Roy! Roy!" A voice called from his right. Roy turned and smiled brightly when he saw Jasmine running down the hallway toward him. He caught her and held her tightly when she reached him.

"You did it! You beat him! Oh, I watched the whole thing from the screens in the training room!" Jazz cried happily, hugging him. Roy laughed and twirled her around, ecstatic with his victory. It had taken so long, all the training and waiting for the tournament to actually start, but it had finally happened!

"I'm so happy, Jasmine, I could kiss you," he said, smiling at her.

Jazz wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Please do."

He did, and was about to go for a second one, but had to let go of her hastily as their friends came pouring into the teleport room.

Roy and Jazz followed the others to the kitchen where they would wait for Sarah. Peach was chattering on about Roy's revenge to Falcon, Zelda was pointing out the parts of the fight that had been the most intense, while the boys were simply smiling and congratulating him. In the kitchen, Marth poured drinks for everyone. It didn't take Sarah long to arrive from the announcer's box, even though there had been another battle right after Roy's.

"Well! Talk about an exciting battle!" the manager said as she entered the kitchen.

Roy grinned. "I know! I was so pumped up."

Sarah turned to him. "Yeah, and did you see the way Kirby threw Ness after he'd been hit with the bat?"

"What?" Roy was confused for a moment. "Not that battle! Mine! My battle!"

Sarah laughed. "I know, I know! I'm so happy for you, Roy. I know you worked hard for it."

Zelda stretched with a sigh. "I'm glad I saw it from the stands, but I'm so stiff now. I was sitting on the edge of my seat the whole time." She stood up slowly. "I'm really proud of you, Roy. Have fun celebrating. I'm going to go take a nap."

Link looked up abruptly and turned to follow the princess. "Wait, Zelda, I wanted to ask you for some advice…" His voice trailed off as the two Hylians disappeared from the kitchen.

Marth began gathering up everyone's cups and moved to put them in the sink. "You should have seen the look on his face while he was going over. It was priceless."

Peach laughed. "He looked like he thought his arm had suddenly fallen off or something. Hilarious."

"I'm sure Jazz is proud of you, too," Sarah said subtly, glancing at the two of them to see their reactions. Roy glared at her fiercely, while Jasmine turned a faint pink color. Sarah was the only one they had told about their relationship. She was just extracting her own revenge for Jazz's teasing about her and Marth.

Jazz cleared her throat. "Yes, well, he did well enough, I suppose."

Roy propped his chin on his fist and sighed. It was the best he'd get from her in front of their friends. He'd found she was a lot shyer than she pretended to be.

Sarah smiled and changed the subject. "Would you like to do something this afternoon? I don't have anything left to do today for the tournament."

"It's such a nice day," Peach said. "Let's do something outside."

Roy agreed. "That's a good idea. Let's wait for Link to come back, though. He'll want to come with us."

The friends sat around talking for a few minutes. Roy took off his armor and sword belt and set them on the table. He'd forgotten to reclaim his sword, but he'd get around to it later. He didn't want to leave his friends just yet.

The scrabbling sound of someone running through the dining hall made the group in the kitchen look toward the door curiously. Link suddenly burst into the room, a frightened look on his face.

Marth stood up. "Link? What's wrong?"

"Zelda!" the Hero cried. "Something's wrong with Zelda!"

The others jumped to their feet as well. "What's happening? Is she sick?"

Roy swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

Link turned back toward the door and looked at them over his shoulder. "I don't know."

Karanos: BO-HA-HA-HA!

KT: Tee hee...

Link: O.O

Roy: O.O

Marth: O.O

All three: WHAT KIND OF EPILOGUE IS THAT?

KT: Well… one with a cliffie!

Karanos: You want to know what happens next, you're gonna have to read the next story, mua-ha-ha…

Link: This is so wrong.

KT: Heh… of course…. I'm going to a summer class for a month here in two weeks… Karanos is going to be out of the country for all but three days of summer… so I won't be starting the next story until next school year starts.

Marth: My Lady… /whimpers/ how can you be so cruel?

Roy: I hate you. /glowers/

Karanos: Shut up, you. No swag for whiners. Time to set sail! See you next fall!

KT: Yeah! Don't forget to review!