Chapter Twenty-Nine

Heb

"You would think that an elite force, made to collect a person that the bad guy needs, would be tough to defeat," Heb joked. The others nodded in agreement. Everyone was in ETKOL's dining room, having just beated the waves of xenomorphs. "Look, Kurt defeated Sinnerstar." Kurt and Emma had just came down the stairs. "Is that Baba?"

"It is," Emma smiled. "But I did remember my real name. I am Emma."

"It is good to have you back," Phoenix stated. He was smiling, or well the best he could for having a skull for a head. "Now we just need Evets to be in a tangible humanoid form and we can have a proper reunion."

"Evets is gone," Kurt admitted. "He was working with the Horsemen, so Emma sent him… well I don't even know where."

"The Swell," Emma remarked.

"The Swell?" One repeated, confused.

"The deepest place where you can go," Kurt explained. "The only way out is for the person who sent you there to bring you out."

"Right, I just remembered," Nine exclaimed. "Loki and his children are spying on Primordial Chaos for us."

"That is great!" Grant exclaimed. "I don't have to work on adjusting the Spy Bugs."

"Tonight I think we feast in remembrance of those who died while we reached this point," Kurt stated.

Later that Night. Focus Switched to Kurt

"Tonight's the night that we remember the ones who gave their lives to eventually end all magical conflicts," Kurt toasted. Everyone was gathered around a giant table in the Hogwarts Great Hall. Kurt had unfreezed some of ETKOL's guards to guard the palace while he and Tash went to the party. "Those that died in the battle of Hogwart, Evets, and a few of my personalities!"

"My parents!" Lix continued.

"Widower Sive!" Five cheered.

"Our parents!" Eight, Newt, and Heb rallied.

"The Grees!" Mila and Three cheered.

"The army battalion that helped raise me!" Ten chanted.

"Friends made before we were brought together!" Nine toasted, referencing Twelve.

"Embry, Jeorge, and Slick!" Spike, Porfirio, and Thanh continued.

"My entire race!" Black Op stated.

"And those that died in the War to end all Magical Wars!" Kurt finished. "But this will not only be a night of remembrance, but also one of looking towards the future. To make up for time lost because of tragedy." He looked to Phoenix, then Nameless, and then finally Emma, who he had wrapped in a hug. "I will never let anything bad happen to you again," he whispered to her.

"To those that we have lost, and to friends we shall make in the future," B.W. toasted. They all raised their goblets and repeated B.W.'s words. Kurt did an ancient tradition and poured his goblet onto the ground.

"Now everyone enjoy themselves," Kurt stated. "Tomorrow we'll start our search for the Sibylline Book." He and Emma went to go sit down at the edge of the party. Grant brought out a device that he hadn't used in awhile, a phone used to play music that was amplified to fill an entire room.

"Look at the family you made even without my help," Emma commented. "Even the people in the asylum have become more adjusted to society with your help."

"It isn't a family without a proper Magna Mater," Kurt admitted.

"Embry did a good job being Nine's mother figure when I couldn't," Emma pointed out.

"I feel like Nine could have been adjusted more to society with you help," Kurt stated. "Because you were just a spirit to him, he didn't learn from you."

"He reminds me so much of you," Emma remarked. "Not just because he looks like you, but also because of how he acts. He is just as loyal to his friend as you are."

"Two kinda reminds me of you," Kurt admitted. "Always pointing out what Nine did wrong, like you have done with me so many times. I honestly see ourselves in them."

"I miss those days," Emma sighed. "When I didn't know about your omnipotence. When we were just a group of traveling thrill seekers. When we didn't have to worry about a timeline restart."

"Well we can't get the first two back," Kurt agreed, "but once we beat Primordial Chaos we won't have to worry about a timeline restart. Maybe we could even go retire somewhere and leave saving the world to the Sixteen."

"You know that we would be pulled out of retirement eventually," Emma stated. "For one reason or another."

"I honestly think that the most likely reason I would be pulled out of retirement is because Davante would try to kill Grant again," Kurt admitted. "They aren't the greatest of friends. It is miraculous that Grant wasn't killed by Davante while I was in Collingwood."

"I think that Davante realized that Grant was needed to help defeat Primordial Chaos," Emma remarked.

"It still all falls down to the combined power of the Sixteen," Kurt stated. "Come on, we are going to go dance outside. We can worry about everything tomorrow."

"What about the missing lines from the prophecy that the Oracle gave?" Emma asked. Kurt hadn't told anyone about those lines, but like always, Emma knew what was on his mind.

"'But one shall pay the ultimate price. To sacrifice themself to defeat Primordial Chaos.' That part of the time tree is all blurry," Kurt admitted. "I don't want to worry them. If I told them, they would try to cheat out the prophecy, and we both know how well that turns out. I think you will recognize this song." Kurt used his and Emma's mental link to play a song that only they could hear.

"'Thousand Years.' The song that you used time travel to get the night that we had almost died. Of course I recognize it. I was so grief stricken over the death of our friends. This is the song that you decided to use to cheer me up. You promised me that night that we would protect those that couldn't protect themselves. And every single time since then you played it to make a new promise. So what do you promise this time."

"This time I am promising that when this is all over, we will celebrate our victory like we had planned to celebrate our capture of von Light. With the spirits of old friends, and finally using my Touch of Destiny." With that they slowed danced the rest of the night away, slowly rising above the ground.