Oh My God.
Satoshi means quick witted, wise, clear minded, or *drum roll please* Ash.
Who knew, but seriously the first few definitions don't fit at all.
I just noticed that I named the chapter were Mark came in Life and the chapter he dies in Death, and I never even planned that...
Anyway, enough of my rambling...
"Talking" Thoughts Poke-Speech
On with the Story...
Epilogue: The Last Rose
*Rose's POV, Petalburg City, Two Days Later*
After Mark healed me I called the police to the hideout to take care of the remains, but when they came to Mark, I asked that his body be taken to Petalburg, to be buried with my parents, because when I died I wanted to be buried with all three of them.
So here we are at the Petalburg City Cemetery, burying Mark.
Everyone was surprised when Aunt Solidad called to tell them about Mark's funeral, they didn't even know either of us was back, and he was already gone.
On the gravestone there was simple inscription: (A/N: Since I don't feel like doing the Math to figure out the years, I'll just do the Age.)
Mark Andrew Roberts
Age 19
A Loving Son, Brother, and Father
Died to save his child
I had made the inscription, which confused Solidad and Robert, until I told them I was a month pregnant.
Solidad had a good laugh saying that history was repeating itself, but too bad she didn't know it would repeat itself fully.
*Eight Months Later*
I was smiling, I had just given birth to an adorable Baby Boy, but the only drawback was that his hair was... pink, like his grandmother's hair is.
Arceus had told me back when I was three months pregnant, that the child would be a Guardian of Destiny, just like the child of the Guardians of Time and Space would also be a Guardian of Destiny.
Solidad was holding the boy, "He looks just like Mark, but he has my hair-color, at least he still has a mother."
I smiled grimly, "Solidad, Mark wasn't able to fully heal my wounds, and they would only remain closed until I gave birth."
Solidad looked at me confused, until her eyes widened in horror.
I was losing too much blood to fast, all the wounds had reopened, and the fact I had just given birth didn't help, "Solidad names him Shuu Mark Roberts, the Guardian of Destiny. Maybe the third time's the charm."
I closed my eyes, not being able to get Solidad's horrified look out of them.
I could barely feel any pain anymore, all I could see was darkness, then light.
I could see a much of figures standing in front of me, my parents, and my aunt and uncle, but one figure stood out the most.
Mark...
And my heart beat was gone...
*Shuu's POV, Twenty Five Years Later*
"Daddy was a true story?"
I looked at my two year old daughter and smiled, "Yes, sweetheart, that was the story of your grandmother, Rose, and your grandfather, Mark."
My daughter smiled, "But they didn't get their fairytale ending. Prince Charming died before he got his princess."
I laughed, "I know May, but not everyone gets their fairytale ending."
May pouted, the same way that my Great Uncle Max, said my grandmother, May, pouted.
Max even says she looks like her great-grandmother; I guess the name wasn't the only thing that carried.
After a few moments my wife, Haruka walked in along with our new born son, Drew.
Haruka wasn't completely happy that I chose the names of our children but she accepted it when I told her the reasoning behind it, she even laughed when I told her that my names and her name were the middle names of my grandparents.
Haruka walked over to May and said, "May dear, you need to get to sleep, and then maybe you can play with the nice neighbor, Brendan."
May smiled and went under the covers, "I'm trying to sleep, let me sleep."
Haruka and I chuckled and left the room.
As soon as we were in the hall, Haruka kissed my cheek and said, "I'm going to put Drew in his crib, see you when we go to sleep."
I nodded and went downstairs, specifically to the bookshelf and pulled out a book.
The book was of Grandma May and Grandpa Drew's wedding.
Everything seemed to perfect, it's hard to believe that Drew was shot just moments after some of these pictures were taken.
On the last page there was a pressed and dried rose, the inscription next to it said, 'The Last Rose given to May Maple by Andrew Hayden.'
I felt lie crossing out the inscription, that pressed rose wasn't the last rose the original Drew gave to May, my mother, Rose May Hayden was THE LAST ROSE.
The End
The perfect end to a great story.
I hinted to the fact Rose was pregnant before this chapter when I said that Mark and Rose were doing things they shouldn't be doing in the second to last chapter and when Clarissa said the Rose wasn't her target in the last chapter.
Shuu is named after Drew, whose Japanese name was Shuu, and his father, Mark.
I don't know why I gave him pink hair, but I just had to, it just felt right.
I started a new story called 'Are Those Who Leave Us, Truly Gone?'
Read it if you want to, it is Contestshipping, Pokeshipping, Ikarishipping, Oldrivalshipping, and unfortunately Dawn/Conway and Misty/Rudy.
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