Here it is, as promised, the end of 'The Stitching', hope you've enjoyed reading it. Needless to say I wasn't sure if I'd get it up in time due to horrid internet access, but I did.

As I said, hope you enjoyed it as much as I've enjoyed writing it, and make sure to leave a comment or something in the reviews if you feel so inclined! :3

Gamma had always enjoyed the feeling that rolled around her stomach as she fell, unable to see anything below her and the echoes of the fight far above her. The mayhem felt like a distant memory to her as she prepared in the dark, empty space. Falling…

… Falling…

… Falling…

THUD!

Gamma was cupped by a springy surface as she landed on her back, at first, she thought that she'd hit the hard ground and was on her way to the afterlife, but after a few moments the girl stirred and got to her feet. She activated the Null Void gun, providing her with light that painted the cavern paths and discovered that she'd landed on a large mattress. Getting off, Gamma's nerves sharpened, shivering as she regained herself, at least there weren't any more nasty surprises waiting just around the corn-

"… Wauuul!" A voice cried, followed by the sound of someone hitting the mattress. Gamma whipped around and her eyes fell upon Dee Dee, who groaned dizzily and cheered. "That was fun!"

"Dee Dee," Gamma whispered. "Keep it down, we can't let Luce hear us!" She watched her cohort get up and brush the dust from her pink dress. "Why the heck did you follow me, anyways?"

"Dexter's my brother," Dee Dee replied with a hint of protectiveness. "He needs me as much as he needs you to help him get away from that stupid fan as well!"

Gamma saw Dee Dee's point and nodded, then she turned to the path ahead, splashing the ground in blue with light from Null Void gun. They walked slowly, keeping alert for any sign of enemies, but the caverns remained clear and empty, making Gamma play out scenarios in her wandering mind: Finding Luce and discovering that Dexter had decided to go off with that coward, uncovering Dexter's mangled corpse, Dee Dee suddenly yelping while shaking her feet madly…

Gamma turned around.

"Getitoff!" Dee Dee blurted out in the frenzy of attempting to throw something that had attached itself to her shoes. "Getitoffoffoffoffoff!"

"What the heck… ?" Gamma's eyes fell upon a gruesome, green liquid that bubbled furiously as it clung to Dee Dee with jelly-like movement. There was only one fluid that had such strength and hideousness: Fusion Matter. In an attempt to keep undetected, Gamma tried to calm her cohort down. "Dee Dee, don't worry, just be still for a moment, just…" But the ballerina shoes would not stop. "… Just… just…" Sighing in defeat, Gamma yanked the matter firmly, tearing it from Dee Dee's limbs and flung it at the walls. The rubbery liquid landed with a audible 'SQUELCH!' before it clung to the surface, bubbles bursting like boils angrily.

"Eww…" Dee Dee retched. "I didn't know Fusion Matter could be grosser than it already is!"

Gamma pressed a finger to her lips as a heated breeze kissed her ears with the distant sound of talking. She led Dee Dee in the direction of the noise, watching as globs of Fusion Matter began to line the walls as if the two were in a survival-horror game or something similar to it. Then the dialogue began to get clearer. "You… you can't do this!" Gamma recognised the heavy Russian accent almost immediately as they approached.

"Of course I can!" Another familiar voice fought back. "And there's nothing that little 'lackey' of yours can do about it," A lime-green glow that radiated from an opening in the passageways hit Gamma's eyes and she flinched as Luce's words sharpened. "Besides, when our blood mixes, your friends will mean nothing to you any more!"

"Blood… mixes?" Dee Dee echoed in confusion.

"What will mixing my blood with yours do?" Dexter asked. "Other than cause agglutination to occur!" But his warning met laughter.

"Wereplushie blood can't solidify in another person's body," Luce replied. "How did I know that?" A booming roar entered the fray. "Lets just say I had the time to study them closely!" Gamma gritted her teeth nervously as the duo caught sight of a figure, outline darkened by the heat. "Remember this guy? I believe you met each other in the forest a few days ago, he really wanted to see you again!"

Dee Dee's breath deepened sadly as Dexter cried out. "How is this possible? How can that… that 'thing' be-"

"My pet? It's a long story," Luce's voice heightened. "It all began when you kicked me out of your army, I was so mad that I threw my favourite teddy bear into Fusion Matter, and this-" The figure pointed at something behind her. "-Was born, ever wonder why the Fusion Monsters disappeared?" Luce paused to laugh. "Not even they could stand to be around my beast!"

Both girls listened in horror, but neither of them noticing the strand of unusually hot Fusion Matter that just managed to touch the tip of Dee Dee's hair and a musty smell graced Gamma's nostrils. "Hey," She whispered as smoke puffed from her cohort's pig-tails. "Do you smell something burning, Dee Dee?"

FWOOSH!

Almost immediately Dee Dee's golden hair burst into flames, causing her to run around Gamma in circles and shouting out "My hair is on fire! My hair is on fire! My hair is on fire!"

Gamma panicked, then spat on her hands and smeared them onto the orange heat, listening as it hissed stubbornly as she put it out. "Ah," Luce called. "It appears that we have guests!"

Unable to restrain herself any further, Gamma exploded into the area, her eyes met a sea of Fusion Matter that rumbled like lava, almost as if she was in the depths of an active volcano. The walls remained craggy, but were laced with veins of matter that pulsated violently that only made a bridge that hung above the ocean of green, connected by a carved-out path on the left, more sinister and foreboding. "Gamma!" Dexter called. Gamma turned to see the wereplushie that was her friend latched to the wall, bound by green fluids that acted like shackles.

"Why, hello there, little pest!" Luce greeted with sinister coolness. "Have I introduced you to my pet, Prissy?" She pointed at a lumbering giant that was rearing up onto its hind legs behind its master. "He's been dying to meet you!" The figure raised his head, revealing a teddy-bear's faced that had been damned by shark-like jaws, complete with teeth that resembled daggers. The beast's fat limbs were nailed with heavy claws and his once baby-pink pelt blotched with Fusion Matter, then Prissy bellowed and glared at Gamma with eyes that resembled drops of blood, yet Luce held her creature back. "I can't allow you to meddle any further, little Gamma," She ordered like a teacher. "You've messed with me too much!"

If Luce had said those words to Gamma a few weeks ago, then Gamma would've shrivelled up and run away. But this time she stood her ground with her free fist clenched. "Let Dexter go, Luce," Her voice became sharper than flint. "Now."

Luce chortled. "How courageous, shame you'll never get the chance to kiss Dexter, considering that he'll only pine for me once our blood mixes together."

"What are you on about?" Dexter asked, frustrated that he wasn't being given any answers. He attempted to pry himself free from the wall as Luce watched.

"Once a wereplushie's blood, in their human form, of course, crosses with another's then the wereplushie and the other become destined for life together, no matter what," The fan-girl explained, then turned to Dee Dee's humiliated face as she emerged onto the scene, the tips of her hair charred, and smirked. "I wouldn't touch that Fusion Magma again, if I were you, getting covered in the stuff could be worse than death!"

Dee Dee wasn't amused. "Just let my brother go and change him back," She glared at Luce aggressively. "Or you'll be sorry!"

Luce burst out in laughter and doubled over. "Oh no! I'm so scared!" She mocked coldly. "What are you going to do? Annoy me to death?"

Dee Dee turned red, making Gamma back away from the area as quickly as she could, even Dexter seemed scared as his sister twitched angrily. The ballerina snarled and charged at Luce, mouth foaming in fury as she ran. "I WARNED YOU!" She screeched, only to be batted away by Prissy's large paws when Luce snapped her fingers.

"Dee Dee!" Dexter cried as his sibling hit the ground, yelping in pain as her body began to bruise. He growled and pulled away from his prison, snapping the liquid threads as Prissy charged. Gamma fingered the Null Void gun and fired it, aiming at the beast, propelling a ball of blue energy directly at the bear's chest. Prissy fell back, his torso a mess of burnt fabric and stuffing, yet continued heading towards the others as Dexter helped Dee Dee back onto her feet. "Come on then!" The human wereplushie roared and caught the monster, locking Prissy firmly in his grasp.

Dee Dee looked at Gamma. "Go and deal with Luce, I'll help Dexter!" Then she jumped into the fray before Gamma caught sight of Luce attempting to sneak off onto the road leading to the bridge. The girl stared, realising that she'd been spotted, and fled, making her rival scowl and pursue with tense anticipation.

The ridge was much closer than Gamma had expected, finding herself staring across the craggy bridge with the brawl of howls and felt below. Luce stood in the middle of the chosen arena, waiting for Gamma to approach. "I've got to hand it to you," She began. "You have much bravado for an average fan-girl, I'm surprised at how tough you are, despite that obese flab you've got for a body!"

Now it was Gamma's turn to flare up, her face redder than crimson. She loaded the gun and aimed it at Luce. "I'm not obese!" She insisted. "I'm just slightly overweight," The anger in Gamma's voice was hotter than the sun. "Got it, doll-face?"

Luce shook her head. "Now, now, temper, temper!" She scolded and brought out a rather nasty-looking indigo sword that had been sharpened to the point where it could probably slice through limbs effortlessly from a scabbard beneath her shirt. "You want to fight? Very well then," The challenger pointed the blade at Gamma. "Now, en garde!"

Gamma charged first, firing her weapon madly while Luce jumped back, deflecting the orbs with the edges of her sword. They swiped at each other in a frenzy of metal and bullets, Gamma eventually swerved and pulled the trigger, managing to squeeze out a cry from Luce as a sphere burned her shoulders. "Dee Dee!" Dexter's wailing made Gamma turn to see Dee Dee slumped up against the walls, her face marked with bruises, as her brother forced Prissy back from his sibling protectively.

"Dexter-" Gamma called out in concern, unaware that Luce was about to hurl the blade at her head, but Dexter's eyes caught a horrified glimpse quickly.

"Gamma, look out!" His warning came too late, as Gamma turned to find the weapon charging at her face.

The sword struck her left eyelid, making Gamma drop the gun into the depths below and heave out an agonised scream. Clutching the blinded eye she felt warm liquid seep through her fingers, then Gamma toppled over, sprawled out and at Luce's mercy.

The fight below had intensified, with Dexter propelling himself into Prissy's battered body and making the demonic beast to teeter over the magma behind them.

Gamma's head throbbed as her clouded sight looked up at Luce's ghostly figure, her weapon raised above her head as if it was a guillotine, and the two girls forgot about the rest of the world in a heartbeat, leaving behind the chaos as both looked at each other.

And the blade…

Came…

Down.

At first, watching her right arm part from her shoulders seemed unreal, watching the flecks of blood glitter like rubies as the joint separated, watching as the limb fell to its demise and watching as a stream of garnet slowly spread across the rock.

Then the pain brought Gamma back to reality.

She roared, her mind beginning to shatter as Luce laughed, raising the blade once more and laughing with a twisted sneer stained red from her horrid deed. Her eyes eager to finish the fight once and for all, and forming the shape of the evil darkness that Gamma, above everything, feared the most:

Madness.

Dexter gathered the last of his power and shoved Prissy into the lava, watching as the monster that had condemned him with being a plushie heaved a moan as flames and matter consumed him. The human wereplushie turned to his sister, who had been knocked unconscious, studying her wounds before an ear-splitting scream made him turn back to see an arm being consumed by gluttonous magma.

That meant only one thing.

Dexter put his hand on the cut the monster had given to his face and howled, crying out to the one who had gone through so much to give him his freedom.

Gamma's tears stung the wound on her eye as she watched Luce ready the sword one last time and automatically thought back to the memories of the past, her family, her victories, her defeats, the photo of her parents-

Then she remembered another photo that had given her the cut on her remaining hand. Gamma fingered around in her pockets and pulled out the locket that she'd pulled away from Luce's chest just hours earlier. The psycho halted, suddenly in a trance as the hand swerved out, despite feeling almost frozen by the raging pain that pulsated through her body, over the heated sea below. The realisation hit Luce harder than a brick. "You wouldn't dare!" She snarled, but turned to sorrow as Gamma's fingers let go of her most prized possession. Luce rushed over to the side, mourning her loss in a series of cries, then Gamma caught the opportunity, kicking her rival's thighs with the one ounce of strength she had left.

Luce attempted to regain her balance…

Then disappeared to the large drop below the bridge.

… But not before grabbing Gamma's battered legs in an attempt to take her rival with her.

Gamma just managed to keep her grip on the side, catching a glimpse as Luce's rage-filled eyes were consumed by matter. She watched as her exhausted fingers began to slip, and, in the knowledge of defeat, Gamma gave one final cry, waiting to meet the fate that awaited her in the depths…

Dexter watched as Luce's body fell victim to the magma, then he saw Gamma clinging from the bridge for dear life. Upon instinct he darted across the path and just managed to grab Gamma's arm as she began to drop, pulling her up from the magma and bringing her back down to the safety of the ground. She had become unconscious from her wounds and exhaustion, who could blame her? But the smell of her fear and blood made Dexter whimper sadly and he too collapsed.

Neither of them knew that Dexter's cut met Gamma's blinded eye as felt turned back to flesh.

Neither of them felt their blood pass between each other.

Neither of them knew that they'd just defeated death…

… And neither of them stirred when the others found their exhausted bodies.