Hello, blazingalex here. Now, some of you may think this story sucks, and it probably does. I was lazy writing this. Here's what I have to say:

Meh. This is the last chapter, anyways. After this, I'm going on a break to plan out a better story.

WARNING: Sexual themes WILL occur. This is rated M for a reason. I do NOT own Pokemon, or anything related in this story. Enjoy.

Chapter 4: Time Again

"C'mon, get in." I sat in my car, waiting for the Lopunny.

"Hold on, I'm coming," she said, climbing in. "You sure she's there?"

"I'm positive. She has lived there her entire life. She would never leave her husband by himself." I started the car and took off. Aurora, Colorado, here we come.

We passed Cheyenne a couple hours later. Jenny was passed out in the front seat, her head hanging off to the side. She looked so adorable, using her wrist fluffs as pillows. I couldn't help but smile as I drove back to my hometown.

I couldn't believe I was going back to where it all started. Back to the scene of the crime. God, why did he have to walk in front of my horse? Everything was going so smoothly for me. I had a house, I was with a great guy, I was respected, and then he had to fuck everything up. He deserved what he got. It's HIS fault I'm like this.

No. It was mine. Even though I couldn't do anything to avoid him, it was still my fault. I was antagonized with guilt ever since that horrifying day. I was disgusted with the accident. His body, the blood, everything. God, this town is going to look so different today than it did back in 1898.

Jenny yawned loudly, snapping me back to reality. I was too busy thinking to myself I failed to notice that another two hours have gone by. We were close.

"Are we there yet?" Jenny asked sleepily.

"We're close," I replied. "I think."

"Well, wake me up when we get there." She turned and fell back asleep.

After a few minutes, I pulled into an old cemetery and stopped the car.

"Jen, we're here."

"Mm? What?" She blinked and rubbed her eyes. "Oh, we're here. Cool." She yawned as we got out of the car.

"She should be buried here." We searched the cemetery for the headstone for this witch.

"Zoey!" Jenny called from the back of the graveyard. "Over here!" I ran over to her and looked at the headstone.

"This is it," I said. "Now what?"

"It looks like there's some writing on here." She bent down to get a better look. "It's in a weird language."

"Can you read it?"

"I can try." She cleared her throat. "Consurgo et ambulo iterum." As soon as she finished, the ground started to shake and crack open. A coffin started to rise up from the grass and the lid came off. The Mightyena stood up once more.

"Who dares disturb my slumber?" She asked in her raspy voice.

"Me," I said aloud. "Zoey Verdana."

"What do you want?"

"I want to be mortal again. I have felt your pain, and I'm sorry. I tried to avoid him, but I couldn't." I dropped to my knees. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

"Very well. Since you've suffered long enough, I will lift the curse." She raised her arms and lightning struck the ground behind me. I had a tingling sensation flow through my body again. The witch then went back into her coffin and returned to her grave, sealing up the dirt. As my body spasmed, there was a loud cracking from behind me.

"Zoey, look out!" I was pushed away as a tree fell down. I looked up and saw Jenny underneath the bark in my place, blood pooling out from her mouth.

"Jenny!" I screamed, crawling over to her body. "No!" I grabbed her and hugged her, sobbing. Not again. Why me? She saved me, but at what cost? "Why? God, why? Jenny!" I gave her forehead one final kiss.

*6 Months Later*

I sat in a coffee house, staring at the picture of me and Jenny. It had been what felt like an eternity ever since sacrificed herself for me. My latte sat in front of me, untouched. It was quiet.

"Excuse me?" A male voice said. I looked up and saw a handsome Charizard. "Is anyone sitting here?"

"N-no, go ahead." I motioned for him to sit down.

"Thanks. I'm Austin."

"Zoey."

"Zoey. That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I blushed. Maybe HE'S the one for me. The one I finally grow old with.

Well, like it or not, that's it. Blah, blah, blah. Yadda yadda. blazingalex, out!