Amethyst Ice

Ch.22- War, Loss, And Love

Don't own 'Ghost of You' By My Chemical Romance, or FOP.

I never said I'd lie and wait forever
If I died, we'd be together

"...Today's the day, troops..." Cosmo gripped Wanda's hand, and squeezed it tightly, looking into her eyes. They stood amongst the ranks of the fairy army, close as two people could be. Timmy stood next to them, glad that they were all back together again.

"War...one of the very things that we all depise...men and women who give their lives so we can live as we wish...their sacrifices will not be in vain...especially if pixies are involved..." Jorgen continued.


I can't always just forget her
But she could try

"I know that it has been a while since we were at war with them thousands of years ago, but this time there are innocent people involved..." He looked at a map in the wall and pointed at Pixies, Inc.

"Our target is Sanderson, and Sanderson only...many pixies are innocent and had nothing to do with his evil plans...but there are some who he frightened into working for him, others in cahoots...we need to try and keep the number of deaths to a minimum...because in a way this is a war against terrorism...but unlike down on Earth, he is an actual threat to our world...DEPLOY!"

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At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see

Sanderson looked extremely handsome as he stood on the Pixies, Inc. sign, dressed in soldier's uniform. He quietly smoked a cigarette for a few minutes before he smiled and dropped the stub, grounding it under his heel. He then slowly lifted a finger and pointed at the forces heading towards them. About a few thousand troops were under his command, waiting for his signal patiently.


You are
Never coming home
Never coming home

"...I'm not interested in prisoners..." Sanderson said, blowing out a smoke ring.

"...Kill them all." The pixies started moving forward, yelling a battle cry. Jorgen didn't look afraid as he watched Sanderson's troops coming for theirs. Wanda tightened her grip on her wand, shaking slightly. Timmy stood next to her, also shaking in his boots.

Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever...
Ever...

...It was time.

"...Think of your loved ones that suffered! Think of our beloved world!" Wanda yelled, brandishing her wand high. The fairy troops bellowed out a war cry as they started moving foward, magic blasts firing from their wand guns.

Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies

"FIRE!" Sanderson yelled. Several pixies unleashed a barrage of magical bullets from their machine guns, aiming them towards the troops. Several fairies cried out as they slumped to the ground, never to move again. Wanda pushed back all the pixies in her way, occasionally using her wand on a couple of them who woudn't let her through. She didn't want any of them...she wanted to kill Sanderon herself. Timmy saw that the evil prince's forces were overwheliming them, and Jorgen yelled out for the troops to move. The fairies obeyed, flying away as quickly as they could.

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are

Wanda ignored magic bullets hitting all over the place as she pressed her back against a broken piece of wall, reloading her gun. A young fairy beside her looked scared as bullets littered the ground beside him. She was about to tell him it was okay, but he was suddenly shot in the leg. He cried out and clutched at his wound, watching his blood seep through his uniform.


Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? should I?

She quickly pulled him towards her to help him, but he was shot through the skull and died in her arms. She tried not to cry as she pushed the dead soldier off her. The medics were trying their best to save others as she watched them tending to wounds and injuries as magic whizzed over their heads.

"Wanda..." She spun to see Timmy huddled behind a small pile of rocks as he clutched his gun tightly in his hands. His face was pale and looked like he had been crying.

"Timmy, get out of here! This is not your war!" She yelled. He shook his head as he held his gun, trying to block out cries of pain.

And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

"I won't s...s...sit around here and watch this from f...f...far away...I want to do something about i...it!" He stammered. He shrieked as a grenade exploded nearby, blowing limbs off. Wanda pressed her dog tag to her lips before she got up and fired at the pixies with the machine guns. She saw that Sanderson's hand was twitching with the urge to kill, and followed where he was looking.

"...No.." She whispered as she saw that Jorgen was nearby.

In the meantime, Cosmo was directing troops expertly, telling them to use the tactic of guerilla warfare. He gritted his teeth in pain as he was shot in the shoulder, and fell to the ground. As he retracted his hand, he saw that his blood was quickly seeping through his wound rapidly, and if he didn't patch it up, he would die.

If I fall
If I fall (down)

"...Dammit.." He winced as he tore off a piece of his uniform and tied it around his shoulder, using his teeth to pull it tight.

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Sanderson quietly watched from atop his perch and smiled.

"I grow tired of this petty fight..." He quickly disappeared and reappeared behind a fairy, swiping his head off. He was dead before he knew what happened. Some soldiers aimed their guns at him, but he somehow avoided the magic bullets and pulled the blade across their throats. Seeing that his troops were being massacred by Sanderson, Jorgen fought off a few pixies and charged at Sanderson. He merely sidestepped him and kicked him in the back, making him sprawl in the mud.

"...BASTARD!" Jorgen snarled. He lifted his wand and sent a angry blast of magic at him, but it flew over Sanderson as he did an aerial over it. As soon as he touched the ground, he flew at the muscled fairy and slashed his scythe at him. Jorgen managed to block the evil prince's attack with the handle of his wand as the razor-sharp blade came within an inch of his face. Sanderson smirked as he drew back the scythe and attacked again. Jorgen couldn't hold him off when he was on the ground, so he grabbed a handful of mud and flung it at his face. Sanderson howled, swinging his weapon blindly around. The edge of the scythe caught Jorgen in the stomach, scratching him as he crawled backwards.

"COWARD!" Sanderson roared as an aura of darkness appeared around him. He wiped the mud from his eyes and stared at Jorgen as they stood in the middle of the battlefield, magic blasts barely mising them. He flew at him enraged, when Wanda poofed Jorgen out of the way. The blade hit the ground just as Jorgen's feet cleared the way.

"You okay?" Wanda asekd as they huddled behind a boulder. Jorgen nodded before he brandshed his wand in his hand.

"Thank you, Wanda...I didn't expect you to save my life after what I've did to you and Cosmo." Jorgen said rather uncomfortably. Wanda smiled a little as another explosion was heard nearby.

"Hey, even though you do bring us pain every other day...we still think of you as a friend, and..." Jorgen's eyes widened as a shadow fell over them.

"YOU BITCH!" Sanderson snarled angrily and swiped his scythe across Wanda's throat. She staggered backwards, holding her hand to her bleeding neck. Jorgen looked up horrifed at the demonic look in his eye. He pointed at him and smiled coldly.

"You're next, Jorgen." He hissed, and pinged away.

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"Wanda, look, I'm actually directing troops! I..." He stopped as he looked around and saw his wife nowhere to be found. His eyes scanned the battlefield for her...when he saw the evil pixie...and a familiar pink-haired woman.

"...W...Wanda?" Time seemed to have stopped as Cosmo saw this...Wanda slowly falling to the ground, Sanderson smirking as he stood over her...the blood on the blade...he screamed as he tried to reach out for her, but Timmy held him back as Wanda laid on the ground, bleeding.

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home

He continued screaming as tears flowed down his face. A medic quickly ran to her and tried to stop the bleeding. Wanda cried out in pain as bullets flew overhead, taking out a few soldiers. He pressed several rolls of gauze to her wound as more soldiers fell to the ground.

"Hurry!" Jorgen ordered the medic. The pink-haired fairy gasped for air as she laid there. It was evident she was going to die, because her life started flashing before her teary eyes.

And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home

All the good times and the bad times...the love that they shared...Timmy...

"C...Cosmo..." She whispered.

"NOOOOO!" Let me go!" Cosmo struggled to get to her, but Timmy held him back, screaming that there was nothing they could do. Wanda's eyes rolled into her head before there was no more movement or breathing from her. Jorgen looked at Cosmo and slowly shook his head in sadness. The green haired fairy could not beleive it...he refused to beleive it...but it happened...Wanda...was dead.

Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna...

The only thing he could do was stare into Sanderson's amethyst eyes from across the battlefield...