"NDS: Book 11: Chapter 80: Onward Into Dreams"

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If I had not started Book 12 of the original NDS, and then decided to do the same with this NDS, this chapter would have been the very end. I'm still trying to decide if I should indeed end this here, and put books 12-15 in a new story that would be the sequel to this. I mean, if not, we could end up with 100 or more chapters and that seems like a lot. I don't know, why don't you decide. I can't.

For now, just read this.

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One year and a half since the destruction of Nobuo-Eon and the Ark of Destiny was making a fast recovery. Not all of it had been destroyed, but thanks to the Maxwell Gang's interference, they had been cleared of all charges. Mainly because most of the Ark believe the Gang died in the explosion anyway. Emilia went on to do as she had said she would, but even more so, she is now the owner of a company that produces the majority of sandcraft on the planet Filgaia. Gallows went home, but he could not stay away from Emilia, Carole remarked that it was because he loved her daughter, but he denied it saying that she still owed him advice on women. Carole herself, was diagnosed with heart problems, and with such a weak heart, does not get around to much. Emilia did not have the time to spend on her mother now that she hit it big, so it was Clive and Catherine Winslett who kindly took the woman in to take care of. Still, Emilia came around to visit when she had the time. Exhaustion was the norm in her life now, but she still found the time to practice her sword art when she could.

With all that aside, it was on a cloudy and gray early morning as a couple walked down a street separated by a small gap, even though they still were walking side-by-side. The brunette young man with his dark green shirt and red coat, wearing long black shorts that reached his ankles, and while his head no longer had a headband around it, his bangs still acted as if it was. "Why was Emilia in such a rush to get us here? I mean…she's practically ignored us over the last year." He questioned to the young woman beside him.

"She probably finished that new sandcraft she said she was going to build." Sakura remarked, with short hair now. Wearing a black pant-suit with a blood red blouse. Oddly enough, and as much as Adven is unaware, tied around her left wrist is his old green headband.

"Isn't she the president of her own company or something?"

"Right." She nodded. "She created Servor. They make sandcraft and things of that sort."

"Uh…Sakura, do you think…that…maybe after…this…we can go to dinner?" He nervously wondered.

She looked at him as if he were joking. "Right." She laughed. "After what happened last time?"

"I didn't mean to burn that restaurant down." He defended himself. "You know…how…I can get like that and become clumsy."

She stared at him, honestly thinking about her real answer, of course she knew what she wanted to say, but she still could not say that. Thankfully Gallows shout from down the street saved here. She looked to him, "How's the middle of nowhere treating you?"

He laughed. "Baskar isn't THAT far out of the way."

"Hey, if you didn't live so far out maybe we could have gotten together and had some fun." She chastised. "City life can get boring too."

"Yeah, but it can be a lot more peaceful out there."

"Hey, is that the hanger Emilia told us to go to?" Adven interrupted. The trio made their way to the small door in the back and walked inside to a black darkness. The only light was that from outside. Still, the three could make out the sitting forms of Clive and Carole in two chairs. Emilia stepped next to them.

She put her hands on her sides, disappointed. "Took you three long enough."

"What's this about, Emilia?" Adven wondered.

"Oh, right." Her attention went to a switch and with a gentle flip lights high above them went on, one-by-one, and below them was a sandcraft just like the one they had before it blew up fighting Nobuo-Eon. It had it's improvements, and looked to be made of a stronger alloy, among other improvements that allowed better living conditions, because this time she was able to start over, and not just modify two older models. It was twice as big now. "I brought you here because I finished this, I call it Second."

"Second?" Gallows questioned. "I never want to hear the name of one of your pets or child because it'll probably be just as stupid. Do you have a dog named 'Puppy' too?"

She whacked him over the head. "Fine. We'll work on the name for it later."

"But…is this all?" Sakura wondered. "It sounded much more important than this."

She nodded. "That's right." She took a parcel from her pocket that had been folded up. "Two weeks ago, at my company, I received this letter."

There was a pause. "Yeah, so?" Adven questioned. "I get letter too, you know."

"Yeah, but I'm sure not many come from a man named Jet Enduro, do they?" She questioned as the rest went silent.

"What?" Sakura shouted in disbelief. They had all practically given up on their friends by now.

"You mean…he's alive?" Gallows questioned.

"Virginia too." Emilia informed them.

"If you got this two weeks ago why wait until this morning?" Adven angrily questioned.

"Well, to go see him, we needed my new ship here, and it took until now to finish." Emilia explained.

"And what was there to finish?" Adven questioned. "It looked like it was all finished a week ago."

"Oh, it was, but I couldn't figure out what color to paint it, so I just painted it gray last night." Emilia informed him as he just went silent.

"Wait, we need this ship?" Clive questioned. "Where are they?"

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The sandcraft hit a dune as it traveled the sea of sand towards Yggdrasil. Sakura sat in the kitchen grabbing a drink as Adven sat at the table. "I can't believe it." She remarked. "Jet and Virginia say they live in a land of green with a sea of water." She laughed. "It looks like Jet kept his promise to me after all."

"What promise?" Adven questioned.

"He made me a promise that no matter what, he'd come back to those he cared for."

"I see…so then…"

She laughed. "No, Adven, he would come back to you too." She smiled to him. "Don't go thinking that I love him again."

"You mean to tell me that you actually thought they died?" Carole questioned as she walked in. "I remember now, the last thing I saw as the ship blew." She looked distant. "Jet went to Virginia, and said something. I'm not sure what, but in the next moment he drew his Raven's Wing and jumped out the front with her."

"Why didn't you tell us that sooner?" Adven eagerly questioned as he stood up.

"I guess…I forgot to…I may have even forgotten it happened. It was a traumatic experience after all."

The ship rocked and as Carole fell forward Adven caught her, letting Sakura fall instead to the floor. She looked at him with a sour expression as she stood. "What…she has a heart condition." He defended nervously.

"Hey guys!" Emilia's voice came over the intercom. "You should come and see this." The three moved down the hall and onto the bridge where the rest were. It seemed that after Eon burst out from Yggdrasil the area filled with water and now there was a sea that enveloped all of what was Yggdrasil. It met with a green patch of land that was a large island. From where they stood, they could make out a small settlement and a small home near to it. Still, as the sun reflected over the waves it was a sight to behold. Could Filgaia actually be slowly recovering itself? Or was this all just a byproduct of Eon? The answer was not clear at this time.

"Th-that's really water isn't it?" Sakura eagerly questioned.

"Yeah, and it's no lake either." Clive remarked. "This is more than that."

"This mean's we're close now, though, right?" Adven questioned.

"Hey, now that I think about it, what did Jet say in his letter?" Gallows wondered as he looked from the helm to Emilia.

"Huh?" She put a finger to her chin in thought. "Only that he and Virginia were living out here and were fine. They also gave a map of where they were and that everyone should come with me to see them. Nothing much, but Jet was never a big talker. In fact, it was probably Virginia who made him even say 'With best regards' at the end of the letter."

"Hmm…I wonder what they would want to tell us." Gallows pondered. It was odd to fake death and only come out of it a year and a half later.

The reason that Emilia saw that this area had not been common knowledge was due to the fact that most sandcraft can't ride on water. Most who tried probably sank. Knowing the possibility may come up, as well as snow, Emilia built both features into her new craft. Eventually though, the group hit land, and had to disembark from their craft as they began to walk in awe of the grass that covered everything. The mountains in the distance. It seemed like a whole other world.

"Hey, what's that there?" Adven remarked as they watched a wagon pulled by horse come by on the dirt road up ahead in the distance. The wagon came to a halt as the driver looked at them and lifted the brim of his hat to see them. It was a carpenter who was on his way home, dressed in his blue overalls and with a stubble beard to boot. But as he lifted his hat gray hair came into view. "Huh? Is that—"

"Can't be…Jet?" Emilia was the first to run ahead to meet the carpenter as the rest followed after. It was indeed Jet who Emilia met when she arrived to the wooden wagon.

"Didn't quite expect to see you." He remarked with a grin.

"You sent me a letter telling me to come!" She remarked with anger as she went to piledrive him to the ground, but he slipped out of it.

"Oh, that's right." He laughed as he scratched his head. "I forgot about that." The rest of the group met up with him. "Well, at least it looks like you all are fine after that display of fireworks."

"You dork!" Sakura shouted through tears. "We thought you died!"

"Sorry about that." He put his cowboy hat back on. "I just thought that it was time that I went my own way."

"Well, you could've waited until after the explosions." Adven smugly returned.

"I guess." The gray haired man shrugged.

"What's with the wagon?" Gallows gawked, prepared to make fun of the punk.

"I was on my way home from town." He explained. "I'm a carpenter now it seemed. I was building a house. It's not as easy as I thought it would be."

"You, a-a-a carpenter?" Gallows laughed, but Jet kept cool.

"And Virginia?" Carole questioned.

"Virginia?" Jet questioned. "She stays at home."

"How sexist of you." Sakura simply remarked.

"Well, she works in textiles. She makes clothing from home and I sell it in town." Jet quickly defended. He stood there a moment as a revelation came to him. "Oh! Now I remember why I wrote you."

"Uh, why?" Emilia questioned.

"Er," Jet paused. "I'll tell you as soon as we get back to the house."

They agreed and got into the wagon as they began for Jet's home. All along the way discussing things that went on while they were separated. But eventually they pulled up in front of a simple one-story home where Virginia was greeting them.

"Oh, so everyone is here?" She questioned. "That's wonderful."

"Say, will you tell us now?" Emilia wondered.

"Tell you what?" Jet questioned as they unloaded themselves from the wagon.

"Why you wrote us!" She felt the vein in her head throb.

"Oh, right, uh, well, you see, er—"

"We're getting married." Virginia finished. "I told him to invite all of you here before we have it. I mean, it would be rude, to have a wedding, and not invite our family after all." She paused, taking in the sights of her beloved friends. "Besides, we really wanted to see you all again."

"Exactly!" Jet remarked with a flush face. "That's why I wrote you."

They all stared at the couple with blank faces. Sakura spoke first out of disbelief, "You're getting married?"

"That's wonderful news…I think." Adven replied.

"Right, so instead of gawking, how 'bout we all go inside and get caught up?" Virginia proposed, and they all agreed, but as everyone left Adven and Jet remained outside.

"Hey, Jet." Adven paused with a grin. "You still have that thing I want."

"Heh, you want it still?" Jet grinned.

"I may not get the chance to fight much, teaching kids, but I have been training."

"Is that so? I haven't, but I'm still just as strong after swinging a hammer all day."

"So…"

"Right!" And Jet lunged at his friend who jumped away from the attack. As the orange evening sun hit the horizon behind them, they each punched and hit the other's fist. And it looked like the battle was only heating up as they fought once more, but it probably would not be their last fight.

—End Book 11—

I realize now, after two years, that that ending was corny, but I don't care. I liked it. By the way, chapters following this may not be updated as frequently as I have been. Being that Book 12 only has about 9 out of 15 parts of it done. I have decided that I want to finish the original NDS 12-15 before this one, because otherwise I will never get around to writing the originals and instead just write the WA3 ones. Next chapter is going to be a bonus chapter that I skipped because I thought it was stupid, but it has something to do with Book 12, so I'm bringing it back into the story. I will also tell you what everyone is doing and their status, as well as the status of Filgaia, heading into the stories that take place two years after the final battle, or in other words, six months from the end of this epilogue to Book 11.