Bittersweet Revenge
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon... I am merely using the ideas to try and create an entertaining story.
#(LAST TIME)#
On Venus.
Only now did the pain hit him full force and he groaned. "As long as you're ok, I don't care what happens to me." He mumbled as Minako gently pushed him down onto the bed, not sparing a glance to the dead man who had tumbled off and now lay by the bed on the floor as she went and tugged on the servants' bell. Their wing had been emptied of guards, servants and nobles alike to give them more privacy on their honeymoon. Apparently this had not been the best idea for if they had not been ordered to go; the palace guard would have come rushing in long before they did.
"What happened your majesty!" exclaimed a guard as he saw the deceased body of a platinum haired man on the floor bearing a frightening resemblance to General Malachite and the Saturnian draining collar latched onto her neck.
"It's a long story, but first summon our best healer and find me a Saturnian official with the ability to remove one of these things." She fingered the collar on her as she sat beside Oliverio, pressing a sheet against his bleeding wound.
On the Moon.
"Little Pyro if I can not have you then no one else shall either."
Mars's jaw dropped as shock and pain registered, "How? You're supposed to be dead!..."
"Apparently I'm not Little Pyro." He smirked one last time before he keeled over and collapsed in a burnt bleeding heap on the floor; a dark black burn mark on his back. Standing behind him with his own arm raised was none other than King James, Harlan's father.
"Here let me take a look at him..." he whispered gently as Queen Lillian came rushing out the palace doors and to her son's side. A bright white light flashed inside and then silence reigned as both the King and Queen of Jovia pooled their healing powers together to try and save their son's life.
#(AND NOW)#
Chapter 21 - The Pain of Duty
As the blinding light within the room dimmed, students shakily chanced a glance around the room, only to find that all the Youma had vanished, replaced by piles of ash. Their eyes wondered to the silver haired Queen, who stood with a small shimmering crystal levitating between her raised hands and awe filled them at the sheer power they saw. Once the awe passed, shock settled in as eyes were drawn straight to the limp, unmoving body lying upon the floor.
"Draconis..." whispered the Queen as the gem floated back into her body and she rushed forward dropping beside the unmoving blonde. The one man who had remained almost completely invisible throughout the whole ordeal slowly rose to his feet and took a few slow steps towards the Queen whose eyes had quickly filled with tears.
"Your majesty... is he..." Sirus trailed off as his attention was drawn to the unusually worried, silver haired man that had now rushed forward and fell beside his son. The usually composed Malfoy Senior had begun to frantically say things in a language no one could understand. The Queen gently placed a calming hand on his shoulder. After a moment she began to speak in the Terran language.
"His heart does not beat, yet his body is not dead, nor has his soul left it." Whispered Selenity to her rather anxious husband. "I felt him call upon the Silver crystal earlier but I had no idea why. This must be what it has done."
"What? It has put our son into wraithlike trance that has killed him!" exclaimed Lucius not realising what he had said.
Queen Selenity felt the unbelieving, curious stares of the Terran students about the room, but ignored it. She felt a painful lump stick in her throat that would not budge and would not allow words to pass anymore. Her eyes shone yet she allowed no tears to fall. A hundred years of royal etiquette training would not permit her to show her weakness. She needed to be strong for her people's sake. They had now lost both their Prince and their Princess. At the moment, all possible heirs to the Lunarian throne were dead and the one that might one day be able to inherit the throne had duties to another planet. If she was not strong for her people, who would be?
"Selenity... I could have a word to the elder powers. They may allow me to-"
"And let you anger the fates Hades? No. I will not allow another conflict to begin between you and them. The last one nearly had you destroying yourself and your people. No. There must be a reason why this happened to my son- Our son-" she rested a gloved hand on Lucius's shoulder,
"But-" Lucius was silenced by a single broken gaze from his wife and could do nothing but close Draco's silver blue eyes.
"Kings and Queens of the Silver alliance. It seems something has triggered the Nega army at our borders. I urge you pull forth your guards and summon your armies. This night will only become worse from here." Her cool demeanour was almost comforting, but to those who knew her well, the turmoil in her deceivingly passive eyes betrayed her fear. This scene was all too closely familiar to the night the alliance had fallen over a thousand years ago.
There was only one difference this time...
"Your highnesses' armies have already been called and are marching from the portals as we speak." Whispered King Ares.
"Shall I summon the shadow army highness?" asked Queen Demona as bowed slightly.
"Yes. This once I will allow it my friend. This battle will be taxing. I hope Saturn can hold her own for a while until they arrive." Sighed the Queen, "Hogwarts, you must be sent home, an alliance battle is no place for children. Apollo, there is no reason left to not reveal yourself. It is going to take the power of your royal form to help them."
"You wish me to teleport these students home? NO! I will not abandon you!" Lucius rose swiftly to his feet, his presence seeming to make him feel ten times his usual size.
"You will condemn these students to death then?" sighed the Queen as she gently rested her palm on his cheek, "No my beloved. You will take them back then return afterwards, but I swore to the people of Earth that their children would remain safe and I intend to keep that promise. Will you make me into a liar?"
Looking into the pained eyes of his wife, Lucius gave a small defeated sigh as he allowed his suppressed magic le-way, morphing his human body back into that of his Lunarian one. Apollo turned his head slightly and brushed a feather soft kiss against her palm. "May the fates protect you and bring you back to me safely." He whispered in the Lunarian tongue, "I could not bare to lose you again."
"You cannot lose me this time. Last time we were unprepared, this time not only are we waiting, but fate has granted us a gift of lengthened life." She paused her eyes hardening, "They will pay for what they did to Serenity. They will pay severely. It ends here."
Each Lunarian in the room closed there eyes and summoned upon the dimmed glow of their star seeds...
Yes there was one difference this time. This time, they were not vulnerable. This time, they were immortal.
With Saturn.
Saturn had teleported herself to within the ranks of the Youma army but the sight that had greeted her was bone chilling. A moment later, Delano materialized behind her and his own surprise was voiced, "They are unmoving... like statues. This cannot be right..."
"Let us take advantage of this situation then." Her playful grin turned into the malicious one accustomed to the Death angel's face. Drawing out her scythe, she flew past a row of Youma, the weapon being positioned so that it deftly sliced through their necks, severing their heads and turning them into ash. Still none moved.
"Why have they not attacked?" wondered Delano sceptically. He was not worried for himself... Being the embodiment of death gave him immortality across the ages, his sister however; would die only to be reborn. Her death would be painful should it occur and he had sworn an oath to his parents to not let that happen. He had sworn an oath to himself, not to let harm come to her, and this unnerved him. Why would an army, poised to attack, not move to do just that... especially when being assaulted directly by just two people? Two viciously powerful people it was true, but they were still only two none the less.
"They don't move because they are imbeciles. Now if you will; more killing less talking dear brother." Hotaru answered, dusting another line of Youma. Putting aside his worries for the moment, Death summoned his magic and began to pull souls to his scythe, destroying each as they came close enough.
They continued destroying the stone still army for roughly half an hour, before pulling back for a moment. By that time, nearly a quarter of the Youma had been destroyed, still leaving a rather enormous amount standing in an unmoving clump. "Just how many of these imbeciles are there?" groaned Saturn, shifting her scythe from hand to hand, flexing her sorer muscles."
"At least three million I believe." Death stated, scanning the open area of space before him. Youma were grouped as far as his enhanced eyes could see through the desolate blackness.
"There weren't even that many when we started killing them! Don't tell me those portals are still open and undealt with." Saturn groaned. She had thought that having known about the open portals, the Lunarian armies would have done something about them.
"Portals?"
Saturn glared at him, "Please tell me you are not serious. Yes portals!"
"Well I think they need to be closed before more Youma come through. Give me a mo-" he stopped rather suddenly as a loud battle screech rang out over and around the nega-verse creatures before them, raising the hairs on the back of their necks. One thought rang through Saturn and Death's mind.
'Damn'
"I'll hold them off; you get to the portals and de-activate them." Saturn stated before swinging her glaive around
"You can't hold all of them alone!" hissed Death, "Don't be arrogant."
"Just go close those portals. Let me worry about how I'm going to do this. GO!" and with that, Satun lunged forward, spinning, twisting, ducking and slicing her way through the Youma till she spotted a platoon leader up ahead. With a burst of speed, she lunged forward and sliced his head off. With their leader dead, the platoon of a hundred Youma became disoriented, giving Saturn enough time to summon out their blackened heart crystals. This time instead of destroying it, she gently nudged each crystal with the tip of he glaive and they began to enlarge and take shape.
Within moments, a hundred strong black wisps solidified into quite dangerous, looking people. "Your majesty has need of a shadow team?" A larger and much more dangerous looking person floated forward, bowing low to Saturn
"No I have need of a shadow army, destroy these beings and use their heart crystals to summon the rest."
"Yes your majesty..." the being stood and turned to the ninety nine behind it, calling out in a strange bone chilling language, before the group bowed and split up, taking out the Youma and using the blackened heart crystals to summon more of the ferocious shadow army.
Sighing, Saturn turned and began looking for a new platoon leader. Spotting one, she once again ducked through the poorly defensive group and slaughtered it. She began the process over again, praying that queen Selenity would not be 'too' angry with her for summoning the shadows without permission.
Not ten minutes later, blazing infernos, icy blast, shocking whips, blinding lights, air shattering winds, and billowing waves were being launched at the millions of Youma as half of each of the nine planets' armies materialized in the star dotted battle field. Even with this help, many more Youma were still coming at them... it was apparent that the portals were yet to be closed.
Moon Palace.
The students had filed out of the hall not moments ago, leaving the strange site of the glowing monarchs behind. Queen Selenity stood in the centre of a circle made by all but three.
While King James and Queen Lilieth were healing their son, Queen Demona had ducked through a shadow in the garden, into her realm. Upon her arrival in the dark realm, she was shocked to find that most of her highly lethal army, already turning to the smoked forms and vanishing, only to be replaced by more shadow soldiers.
"What is the meaning of this?" she demanded, causing a frightening platoon commander to flinch noticeably.
"We are being summoned by her majesty- err- your majesty."
"Who?"
"Your daughter my queen." said the terrified shadow.
"I see... That is why you are teleporting so slowly..." she sighed "Why would she summon you when I only received permission to bring you to the middle realm moments ago?" receiving no answer, Demona sighed. She knew the reason. Her daughter must be in trouble.
"Commander, where are the generals?"
"We are right here your majesty. We were helping the newer troops to prepare." A dangerously beautiful woman answered, kneeling with two other women and three men beside her. Each was more striking than the other, with a look of deadly skill and controlled movement about them. If a stranger were to see them, there would be no doubt that these six were elite in their life stealing skills.
"Order portals to be opened. The army is going to war, and I think back up is required faster than it is being given at the moment." Turning her attention to the vast, dark army before her, Demona levitated off the ground and raised her voice...
"You will all taste the blood of Youma this night! Make the middle realm tremble in fear at our might! You, the shadow army are being released there for the first time in eons. I think the mortals' memories are a little faded. Let us refresh it for them. You will show those demons the meaning of the words excruciating pain. Kill what demon you come across. Absorb what you kill. You will harm none but the demons... and believe me, there are plenty of demons to harm. Enjoy yourselves shadows. You may not get another chance like this for a LONG time! TO THE FIGHT!" cheers and war chants rose as the Shadow soldiers filed through the opening portals.
It was as dark a speech as any she had given, but Queen Demona knew what appealed to the Shadow army's blood lust and pride. It would be a gruesome battle yet. "My Queen; Your orders for prisoners?" asked a male general.
Reminding herself that these monsters had no soul and were not worth pity, Demona steeled herself for the command. "I never liked prisoners very much general. Please don't make me unhappy."
The general bowed as the Queen turned and slipped back through a shadow portal, "TAKE NO PRISONERS. TONIGHT WE FEAST!" the six shadow generals bellowed in one voice to the army, who's cheers followed Demona through the portal as she stepped back out into the white palace.
On Earth.
As the last student of the acclaimed Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stepped through the portal, King Apollo began to summon his magic and a moment later a glowing silver portal appeared. "This portal will lead you back to Hogwarts. Professor Snape, you and Mister Black will lead the students through. I have a duty to my home to fulfil." Without another word, he turned and vanished back through the star portal to the moon.
"Oh I hope Harry is ok." Whispered Hermione as Ron put his arm around her.
"You know our Harry. He's got brilliant luck. He'll be fine Mione, you'll see." Ginny came up on Hermione other side and hugged her too, tears forming in her own eyes. She still loved Harry, and was worried beyond belief.
"Who cares about Potter! What about poor Draco? He's dead!"
"ENOUGH!" bellowed Snape as he took charge, "Everyone, form a single file. Now! We must return to Hogwarts!"
Unknown.
"Can we go back now!" begged the blonde haired woman.
"...ok now you may return."
"FINALLY!"
The Fight.
Injury after injury, death after death, blood flowing freely from ripped apart limbs and bone chilling battle cries ringing throughout space. The scene was a gruesome one, as shadow after shadow appeared on the battle field now filled with the stench of the dead. The armies of the other planets, though uneasy, were relieved to have such vicious fighters with them.
More Youma were still pouring out of the yet unclosed portals and a grey mist like substance was now floating about the scene from all the dusted Youma. Saturn could no longer make out who was alive and who was dead, and though she had sensed that Venus had joined the fight, she did not know where the scout of love was.
Swing. Cut. Duck. Kick. Float back. Swing. Cut. Duck. Kick. Float back.
The pattern was repetitive, like a deadly dance of sorts. Saturn would have been counting the lives of the Youma she took, but her mind was preoccupied with her brother. Not long ago, a bad feeling had stirred in her stomach and she didn't like it one bit. She was worried. Especially since the portals had yet to be closed.
Cutting down another Youma, Saturn proceeded to slowly make her way closer to the portals. If she could get close enough, she might be able to go through and help Delano... hopefully. It took her a full hour to slash her way through the Youma, back all the way to the portal, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed orange flashes as Youma fell quickly, in large numbers. The dust was not so thick this far back into the Youma ranks, away from the 'front line'.
Slicing through three more Youma, Saturn caught sight of the portals- and then they were gone.
Could it be?
A black mist formed and then a glowing black scythe followed by a dark cloaked figure. A moment later, Saturn could have cried with relief as his voice floated across the battle field. Take their seeds sister. They are vulnerable now. Take their seeds.
I do not have enough power to do that or I would have done it long ago brot- +
"Saturn look out!" her instincts kicked in and she swung her glaive around her, feeling it cut through quite a number of Youma, with relish. Turning to see who it was that had warned her, she could have feinted. They were ghosts. They had to be.
"Sailor Senshi! To me! Group to me!" called a beautiful voice. It had been so long since she had heard that voice... too long...
"Sere-chan..." she whispered as she floated out of the fight and to the voice. She had to see her for herself. It must be a trick. It had to be a trick... she still had that bad feeling in her stomach... well it was more so in her heart now but it was there so it had to mean something...
Sailor Jupiter, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Pluto, Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus stood in a semicircle around Neo-Queen Serenity as they pooled their magic. Saturn stood and gaped as both Venus and Mars appeared by her side and stared on. "This is impossible..." whispered Venus.
"It has to be a trick." Mars mumbled under her breath. There were three gaps in the semi circle where the three of them were meant to be.
"Firefly, get over here and give us a hand!" Called Uranus, eyes staring directly at Saturn as she spoke.
"The nega-verse do not know our real names... they would not know to call me Firefly..." Saturn spoke these things softly, a spark of hope igniting in her.
"Saturn wait-" Venus grabbed Saturn's arm and held her back as Mars watched on passively.
"V-Babe, get your butt over here and give us a hand! You too Pyro-chan!" Serenity's face was set in a grin as she turned her gaze to her friends.
The three 'living' senshi looked at each other once; twice; three times, then grinned and flew towards their comrades.
"Reunion time is set for later. We need to dust these Youma before they dust the city." Sighed 'Moon' as she saw her senshi reunited at last. "Shall we ladies?"
"MARS PLANET POWER..."
"MERCURY PLANET POWER..."
"JUPITER PLANET POWER..."
"VENUS PLANET POWER..."
"SATURN PLANET POWER..."
"URANUS PLANET POWER..."
"NEPTUNE PLANET POWER..."
"PLUTO PLANET POWER..."
"COSMIC MOON POWER..."
It took a moment for the magic to accumulate and bind together before the group called out in unison, "ETERNAL SCOUT POWER!" a rainbow of lights erupted, brighter than any eye could handle as it pulsed and grew, spreading over the battling soldiers and through to the ends of their solar system. One by one the light consumed the darkness of the Youma, and in turn consumed each and every one of them. The citizens on each of the nine planets of the Silver Alliance solar system covered their eyes as a blinding rainbow light erupted from their skies.
In moments it was gone, and the sailor senshi were spent, each collapsing into a drained float in the gravity-less space as new victory cheers rose up from the Silver Alliance Soldiers. Smiling, Death vanished as Delano re-appeared and a black vine of magic wrapped around each scout, teleporting them back to the White palace.
Moon Palace.
Two days had passed since the sailor senshi had returned and the interplanetary armies had gone back to their homes victorious from the 'Last Battle', as it had begun to be referred to by most. Though most of the Sailor Senshi had recovered and awoken, explanations had been held back till all of the senshi were conscious to hear the story.
Hotaru was still unconscious, a glow surrounding her body allowing no healer to touch her. She had been in the battle the longest and had spent the most energy dealing with the Youma and directly summoning shadow soldiers, who had now returned to the shadow realm. Though her body was healing itself and replenishing its energy sources, it was doing it much slower than it could, for the Silent soldier's sheer exhaustion of magic.
Reia and Minako were in the hospital wing every day checking up on her, while Oliverio and Harlan continuously came to check up on the still comatose Draconis. The other senshi came to see them as well but each had duties they needed to resume on their own planets before the conference in one week's time and all had much to catch up on.
Celebrations were to last well into two weeks and the Magical school of Hogwarts had been informed via letter of the victory as well. Balls were held nightly, and full-day feasts and festivals were held during the day.
Servants and royalty alike were joyous at the fall of the negaverse, and as the new era of peace began, all citizens embraced it with open arms and pacified hearts.
Minako stood beside Hotaru, not touching her, as Reia sat in the plush chair to the dark senshi's right. "Why hasn't she woken up yet?" sigh Minako softly.
"Shadow magic works a bit different to your own magic your majesty. Princess Hotaru drained most of her energy in the battle, and she even borrowed some life energy to help in your efforts." The healer, who had attempted to worked on Hotaru after her last battle, and who had been assigned to keep an eye on her said, "because of that, whenever her body regains a little bit of energy, it uses it to heal the damage in her spirit magic and her body."
"Her body is not storing up her energy; it's still healing itself naturally..."
"Precisely Princess Reia. So when she is healed she'll wake up. At least that is what we have seen from past experience."
"How long will that be?" sighed Reia, gazing down warmly at her cousin.
"Anywhere between a day to roughly a months time. These things are unpredictable."
"What of Draconis then?" asked Prince Harlan as he wrapped an arm around Reia, holding her close as a form of comfort from her distress over her cousin.
"I will not pretend I have any idea what the silver crystal has done to him. We really can do nothing but wait for their spirits to regenerate, and keep their bodies nourished." The healer bowed, "if that is all..." at the nod he received, the healer left them to do as they wished.
After a good hour, the two royal couples left slightly disheartened, to return to their duties in the main section of the palace. Sadly, in leaving none saw the hand that slowly twitched upon one of the hospital beds. It twitched again and deep purple eyes blinked open groggily for a few moments, before falling back into a deep replenishing sleep that would last until morning.
Lights dimmed and the palace grew quite as all went to sleep and as the light returned, so did the soft hum of palace activity. With it, sat up a blinking, tired, but replenished Sailor senshi as she looked around the hospital wing for a bit of water to drink. Eyes resting on a glass of water to her right, she took it and gulped it down like a desperate man who hadn't seen water in days. Upon returning it to the side table, the glass refilled however she paid the sight no heed for only now did she notice the occupant of the bed beside her own.
"Dra-chan..." she whispered in shocked horror as a million reasons, some plausible and some too fantastic to be true yet still they frightened her, ran through her head as to why he were still here and in the hospital wing bed no less. Pulling back the blanket Hotaru tried to stand only to find her legs too weak as she collapsed on the floor. Gritting her teeth in stubborn ness, she used the chair between the beds to pull herself up right again as she made her way unsteadily towards the short distance between the two beds.
She collapsed again, this time onto the edge of Draco's bed, and took the naturally pale hand of the earth boy she'd fallen in love with. (Note Hotaru does not know he's a prince and remember I mentioned a while back the fail safe in their transformations that returned them to 'human' form when they were unconscious... just bear that in mind.:)) Resting the other hand on his cheek, Hotaru leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead, before laying her head down on his chest softly. "Dra-chan... what happened to you... where are the others?" she closed her eyes as tears formed and leaked onto the bare upper portion of his chest, near his heart.
Sighing gently Hotaru lifted her head a moment to come face to face with silver blue sleep clouded eyes. "Draco!" came her cry of relief as she hugged him. Draco's eyes softened in his mind's sleep fogged state and he rested his hand on Hotaru's back as he began to re-orient himself.
"Firefly what..." the question died on his lips as what happened came crashing back into his awakening mind. He tensed up and his arm fell away from the senshi as he gently pushed the girl off him. When Hotaru glanced up at her beloved, the joy in her eyes died as she saw the anger, pain and accusation in his.
"Dra-chan? What's wrong?" Hotaru whispered, dreading the answer, but needing to hear it.
"We are."
"What?" she genuinely did not understand this comment.
"We are wrong. Hotaru, you lied to me. You've been lying to me from the moment I met you!"
"No I haven't!" she was hurt that he'd say this
"You're lying again!" his own heart hurt him as he stated these things, but he couldn't ignor this. He'd trusted her!
"How-"
"You are not Hotaru Tomoe... I fell in love with a gifted human witch from Japan, who's father died and who was the sweetest being alive that I'd ever seen. You are not her."
Hotaru's tears intensified as she gazed at him in shock. "I am Hotaru Tomoe..."
"No you're not. You are Sailor Saturn-"
"But I'm Saturn as well as Hotaru. Draco please-" Draco closed his eyes at the onslaught of emotions he felt at the sight of her tears and the sound of her plea. He couldn't... he couldn't trust her! She'd lied to him.
"You can not be two people at once, Saturn."
"My name is Hotaru! And what you just said is an outright lie!" her own anger at being accused was coming through. "I've been more that one person for as long as I can remember!"
"That's impossible Tomoe... or Saturn, or what ever you are." Draco turned away from her. If he continued looking at the pain in those beautiful amethyst eyes, he'd probably die himself.
"No its not! I am the carrier of mistress nine-" here she paused and swallowed as Draco's shocked gaze flung back towards her, "I am Princess Hotaru of Saturn, Hades and the Shadow realm, born to rule these realms when the higher power sees fit to give me the role and when my father King Hades, and my mother Queen Demona wish to leave their rolls. I am Sailor Saturn, leader of the Outer Senshi, and bringer of death and silence should I become corrupted. I have the Silence Glaive which could destroy an entire planet with three small words and my brother is death himself... even though I am all this, I am still Hotaru Tomoe."
"You can't-"
This time she cut him off, "I'm the Hotaru who has been an outcast since she was a child, I'm the Hotaru who's father went mad with power and killed her in an experiment only for him to make a deal with the negaverse and bring me back to life... I'm the same Hotaru who went to Hogwarts this year for 'protection' from Voldemort and two scum that the inners once loved, and I'm the same Hotaru who ran into you in Diagon Alley, quite literally might I add."
"You delude yourself Saturn. Hotaru Tomoe was an act to you." He whispered. She lied. She lied. She lied. She's lying again. this repeated in his mind.
"I am not deluding anyone Malfoy-san." She whispered brokenly. He was hurting her beyond belief. She could almost physically feel her heart breaking as his angry gaze hardened and just knowing that anger was directed to her made it worse.
"Leave me alone Saturn"...
I'm finally back with an update. It's been way way way way way too long and I apologise to all who have been waiting for an update for so long. I have no excuses so I'm giving you none. I just hope you guys accept my apology. I haven't written a thing in ages due to simple lack of motivation-- no its not an excuse, merely the reason I haven't updated. Anyways, I promise my motivation for this story is back and I swore to myself I'd never leave a story unfinished. So no matter how long it takes, I will finish this. Same with Black on Blue.
I'm asking for the usual 15 reviews and I've been meaning to say this but I'm leaving my 'thank you's to all you reviewers to the end because I've noticed that sometimes people go back and review chapters like 1 or 4 when I'm up to writing chapter say 15. So I shall make a thank you page in the epilogue, and no this has a chapter or two to go yet. I promise, no unhappy endings. Unless someone wants unhappys... any please R+R. I'd be much obliged.
CHERRY
