Authors Notes: Hmm.. Just to clear something up, Kit wasn't really dead, haha. So I'm terribly sorry if my last chapter confused anyone but it was supposed to be a cliffhanger and yeah.. I tried! Anyway, this is the end. Thank you to all of my loyal reviewers.. Orestes666, Chop Princess (thanks sis), xStenox (thanks sis), Madlax, vilg oui, .Nara-of-Elysian-Fields., Rayne Sarazaki, crazy k.d and to the other reviewers, who mean just as much to me, Daddy's Little Hippie, Moonlight Star Pheonix, blutwein, Yoshi, darkling of blood, lightening816, and badgirl93. To everyone that has me in their favorites list, including some of the above and ChimeraWings and Uni2617. Finally, thanks to everyone that put me in their alert list. Oh, and I'm sorry for not having the fight scene any longer. I just wanted the story to focus purely on the characters, their emotions and not battles. But I do agree that it was too short! Anyway, thank you so much to all of you, and to everyone that has read but not bothered to review. Although it would have been nice to hear your thoughts, it still means a bunch to me that you took time to read it anyway. You're all amazing! Thanks so much!

I do not own, "Hard To Say", by The Used.

Kit's POV

"Vince.. Where are you?" My voice was crackling and my throat was dry, the words were hard to force out but I knew I needed to try. I looked around me, hoping to see him safe next to me. Wishing to see a battle won..

The singer finished singing and she's walking out
The singer sheds a tear, her fear of falling out
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried..

I felt something cold next to me, too cold to remain living and a hand in mine. The hand I recognized holding so many times before.. But something was different this time, I couldn't feel his life.

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same..

I looked over next to me, and saw what I wished I'd never have to see.

Vince.. My knight, my husband and my closest friend, dead.

My worries weigh the world, how I used to be
And everything, I'm cold, seems a plague in me
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried..

His sword dripped with his own blood, a pool of the fluid lay next to him. His eyes were closed, as they will always remain. I did not hear his soft breathing, nor see his lips move, trying to form words. He was so cold, so freezing.. An icicle of death. But the thing that saddened me the most was that I'd never hear those words again, and his eyes would never light up with mention of our future. No, Vince would never move again.

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, it's not the same..

"Kit.." Rae sobbed, reaching out to hold me. But no amount of warmth or comfort could fix what I was feeling, because I felt just like he did. Yes, I felt dead.

Seifer was crying heavily next to Rae, opening his eyes from time to time to check on Vince. He, too, hoped to see his eyes again. To see his confident smile and hear his always funny jokes. Yet, the thing about death is.. you can never go back.

Worse than the fear it's the lie you told a thousand times before
Worse than a fear it's the knife
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried..

Standing, I walked directly for the battle ahead. I cast a spell to remove my friends and loved ones from the castle, knowing that they would no longer be safe there. But Vince can stay, I'll protect him from the crumbling castle and I'll save a spot for me next to him.

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same
It's hard to say (God, it's hard to say)
Since you've been gone,
I'm not the same..

"Revenge."

Fire, ice, wind, lightning, and earth formed together to create the most powerful spell I knew. A quake broke loose, causing everyone to fall to their knees. Next, wind lifted them into a tornado and tossed them back down to the ground. Fire swept around them, burning their flesh. Ice came next, freezing them into life sized ice cubes until they were all as hard as rocks. Finally, it was time for lightning which cracked the ice into little pieces, killing each and everyone of them.

My castle was turned upside down, with half of the roof caved in. But Vince was intact, and that is all I cared about.

My final wish.. help me with it.

I walked out of my home, heading for the furthest part of the field. A teleport appeared like magic, taking me to the next destination. Garden, the place I met all of my friends and all of my enemies.

I finally understood what she wanted so badly, she wanted this place to end. And I wanted the same..

I cast the best fire spell I could force out, needing to watch the whole thing unfold. Plenty of screaming, more than enough cries. The job was complete, I made my mothers wish come true. No more kids could be made into cold mercenaries, nor could their lives be endangered by monsters of sorceresses. And the next powerful woman to get my powers will not have to fear Balamb SeeD's.

I walked back through the portal, finding myself right in front of the castle. Running, I headed right for Vince, his cold body hadn't moved an inch.

My back, I felt a fluid escaping through a new wound. A large popping sound and the running of cowboy boots was the last that I heard. I crawled over to my husbands body, holding onto him tightly, putting his hand in mine again.

"I love you so much, Vince. Just know that.. Even in death, I won't leave you. We'll be together forever."

"We'll be together, always. I promise you that."

"I can't imagine life without you.."

A final kiss in death is all I can remember now. No, he didn't kiss back and his lips were frozen. But the only thing that mattered was that now we will always be together, we will never have to worry about our parents or our enemies. That day, we died together. And I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Kit's Spirit's POV

The orphange had been abandoned for years, and yet children still made that place their home, befriending others that were living in similar circumstances. The older kids would become parents for the younger ones, giving them something they had never had. And I knew I needed to find a child suitable to carry on our name, and to respectfully take on the burden of becoming a sorceress.

The first child that caught my eye was a blonde boy with freckles, covering in mud and dust. But I wasn't going to pass my powers onto a man, because such a thing seemed unnatural to me. The next girl I saw was perfect..

Long black hair, tossled and matted with doe brown eyes, gleaming with hope. She reminded me so much of my mother and so much of myself, while I was still alive. I didn't want to burden anyone with something so terrible but I knew that this girl could handle it. Something told me she was strong, it may have been the way she held herself. As if she didn't know that she was unprivilaged, like life was doing her so right. She would be perfect.

"Sweetie.. Whats your name?" I approached her, doing my best to look unthreatening.

"..I.. I don't have a name. They call me Blacky." She kicked at the ground uneasily, not wanting to look me in the eye just yet.

"Do you mind if I give you a name? At the very least you deserve it." But what name?

"That.. should be fine." Still she did not look me in the eye.

"Sienna Cree Leonheart. How does that sound?" Off the top of my head, it was the best I could do.

"It's very pretty. Are you a sorceress? Have you come to give me your powers?" She stared at me this time, looking behind my eyes and into my soul.

"Yes.. I am. I believe that you're the best choice to carry on the name Leonheart. And I know that you would never harm the privilage of being a sorceress, either. I hate to place this burden on you but if you're willing.." It's hard being so young with so much responsibility. I would know, being an outcast is never easy. But in the end she'll rise above it all, as I did.

"I'm willing. Does this make me your ..daughter?" I could see tears forming in her eyes, and the sight made even me sad.

"Of course, dear. Remember, Vincent and I trust you and love you. Take care of yourself, and carry on our legacy." I fell to my knees, my powers entering the little girl. The flowing never seemed to end, I sat there for so long until all of my energy was drained. "Be good, Sienna."

Falling to the floor, I disappeared. A single picture was left on the ground, one that had intentionally dropped. A picture of Vincent and I together on our wedding day, looking the nicest we had ever looked. She can draw her strength from us..

Finally, I was up where I belonged. In our own field, Vince and I would spend eternity together. Death is no barrier.

Rae's POV

It had been five years since the tragic death of our best friends. We returned to the spot where they layed together, still holding hands. Both Dan and I thought that it'd be best to bury them in the field, the place that they loved the most. Their very own escape. And we will never forget about them.

Through out the years, Dan and I became closer. Eventually we got engaged, and that engagement lead to marriage not long after. I just recently gave birth to twins, and trust me, it's a hard task. I should probably apologize to my mother for all of the horrible things I've said to her, because now I finally understand. Having kids is harder and takes more patience, and skills than any battle ever did.

And to carry on our best friends names.. well, you guessed it, we named them after the two whom we loved and lost. Our green eyed daughter was named Kit, and already it seems as though they're the same person. Our son with dark blue eyes, the eyes of his father, was named after Vincent. I can see the bravery in him already, boldly attacking our family cat for the cat mix.

So will we ever forget about a tale so tragic? A tale that seemed to be ripped from the pages of a smutty romance novel?

In short, no. We will never forget.

And we know that they're watching us, smiling the whole time.