Thank you for your pacience. I present to you the last and final chapter...
TMSCH.10
(GFHQ: Wolf's Room; several days later)
"...These are my memories of the past. Memories of before,during, and after I joined the army at his side, at Raven's side. Hunter and Raven are the same.They are the boy in the photo's that lay about the room...," Van stopped the tape recorder that had been playing for the last several hours telling of so many secrets the general's heart heald.
"How could she have kept this inside so long? HOW COULD ANYONE KILL THEMSELVES!"
"Shut up Van...just keep playing the damn tape," said Karl sitting in the corner near the door. He was stairing at a photo of two 7 year-old childeren in Halloween costumes.
"...You all must be wondering why I would do this to myself. I do this because I now know that it's the only way to find peace from the torture of helplessness. It would have come again and again and again until I was dead anyway. You could never understand that pain...the pain of watching your true love die...and not being able to do ANYTHING about it. But that is over now, as my dieing wish I want you to either dig up Ravens body and rebury it with mine side by side or bury me beside his. Use the headstone at my left. As my last words I leave you with this...In life I carried to many secrets but am burdened with none in death for they are scattered at the feet of the liveing."
The tape stopped and all that remained was Wolf's bloodless body on the bed and ablank tombstone shaped as two hearts surrounded by fire.
"There's work to be done," said Herman walking briskly to the bed and lifted her body out of the pools around her.
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Her wish was granted because Fiona asked the right people for it be. She was buriedbeside Raven with full services. Shadow had been set up by the graves too. As the preist spoke, three white ghostly mists floated up from the graves and Shadow. Eventually, people noticed it because everything got quite. The mist turned into figures, one looked like Shadow, one loked like Raven, and one looked like Wolf. Raven and Wolf were kissing when a bright light shone from bhind them that turned red and roared when it suddenly dissapated. They were in Hell but...they were happy?
Everyone started to convince themselves that it never really happened and that what they saw was a realistic figment of there subconceince. As they left, no one took notice of the new wording on the stone:
"He died for her. She couldn't live without him."
Yes I know it's short and it sucks but I still hope you enjoyed the story. I'm sorry for not getting it up sooner but I've been sortof grounded from the only computer that will let me get on this sight.
A special word for Squared Spoon : Thank you dearly for your honest opinion. I hope the first few chapters now make some sence for you and those whom are agreeing withyou silently. Yes I am aware of my poor spelling and the total horridness of this story I have yet to deny that fact but I do use spell check, and a beta reader, but the errors that slip my control are made thru the exchageing of files and transport from one to the other so to be totally blunt, which I hope you will forgive me for, get the fuck off my my ass about it please.
Once again thank you all for your time in reading this. If you would like to read some of my greater works go to and look for "War on Paridine", "Dog fight", and "Sins of the Son". You should find dog fight in Supernatural and the otherr 2 in fantasy. Sins of the son is under the name z'cole, my writeing partner for that story.