Epilogue

Five years later, I was nineteen and the new revolution was in full swing. I had spent the years planning, so I knew this would turn out differently than the first. I stayed with Cosette and Marius, going to school and such. They didn't approve of me causing another revolution. Finally, France was going to be free.

"Mademoiselle Saterine," a young boy named Luc called, " Everything is prepared. We are ready." Luc reminded me so much of Gavroche. He was always so excited, loyal, and caring.

"Very well. It is time," I stated.

(Phantomsong!)

I was back to the ABC Cafe, where all of this started. I remembered Gavroche and what he was to me and everyone else. I began to sing,

"You were once my one companion.

You were all that mattered.

You were once a friend, and brother.

Then my world was shattered.

Wishing you were somehow here again.

Wishing you were somehow near.

Sometimes it seems, if I just dreamed.

Somehow you would be here.

Wishing I could hear you're voice again,

knowing that I never would.

Dreaming of you won't help me to do

all that you dreamed I could.

Passing bells and sculpted angels,

cold and monumental,

seem for you, the wrong companions.

You were warm and gentle.

Too many years fighting back tears.

Why can't the past just die?

Wishing you were somehow here again,

knowing we must say goodbye.

Try to forgive, teach me to live

give me the strength to try.

No more memories, no more silent tears.

No more gazing across the wasted years.

Help me say goodbye.

Help me say goodbye."

Soon, it was time to leave. I had a revolution to win.

(This'llbeshort.)

"WE BEAT 'EM! WE WON!" Luc kept shouting everywhere. He was looking for me. I had disappeared somewhere during the battle. He soon found me, bleeding on the ground. I had been shot in the side, and by that point, the blood loss was too great.

"Luc," I barely was able to whisper, "Is it true? Did we win?"

"Yes," he replied, barely able to hold back his tears, "We won. You can see for yourself."

"No, it's too late for me. I should have died long ago, with my friends," I stated.

"But, what will happen without you?" he asked.

"Life will go on. The world will be better. France is free at last. We are free." I couldn't help but think of Enjolras and how proud he would be.

"Will you be happy?" he questioned.

"Of course I will. I'll be with the one I love, and with the people I cared about. Everything will be right."

"I'll miss you."

"You remind me so much of him. That little boy who died too soon." With that, I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I closed them, and did not open them in that world again.

(Thisendingsucks.)

I opened by eyes to see flowers. I sat up and quickly noticed I was fourteen again. I heard something behind me. I turned to see Gavroche, just sitting there. I quickly pounced, hugging him immensely.

"You waited for me," he quietly whispered. All around us, our friends were staring at our reunion in joy, but I could only say one thing.

"Everyday."

Ugh, I really don't like this epilogue. Well, that's what happens when you forget about something until the day before. Can someone say rushed? I even had a different ending where Saterine lived to a ripe old age and the spirit of Gavroche would visit her frequently. But as I thought about it, the more I became cruel and thought, "What if she died?" By the way, any followers of mine, get used to seeing me kill off my own characters. It happens a lot. (When I get to Cirque Du Freak, it'll get really bad.) But, what matters is that I met the deadline, so we're all good. Although, I think Saterine and Gavroche are currently planning my death...

Justin: Well, you did just kill the main character.

Me: But Victor Hugo did first! If he didn't, then we wouldn't be here, would we? By the way, this isn't the end of Saterine. She'll appear in the Enjolras story, and I've got a modern AU in mind where nobody dies. It's far away, but it'll happen eventually. So they can't kill me.

Justin: So, what other characters will you kill?

Me: Spoilers! Besides, I can't count them all. LET ALL OF YE BE WARNED!

Axerena: That doesn't sound good, Atreyu.

Me: Oh, not you. You'll be fine.

Annie(Power Rangers): Me?

Me: You, too.

Angel: Technically, I'm already dead.

Maggie: So am I.

Me: That's right. You're both safe.

Annie(Doctor Who): What about me?

Me: ... I can't promise anything. The show's still going. (Yeah, that's my excuse. Heh, heh. . .' Shifty eyes with sweatdrop. Not sure if I did that right...)

Justin: What about you're Soul Eater story out in the distant future?

Me: Nobody's dying there. Don't worry. If someone's dying, it'll be a long time from now. For now, let's all say good bye.

Everyone: We will miss you, goodbye, and don't forget to REVIEW!