'Oh no…he's back!'

I nearly quacked but I quickly covered my mouth. I couldn't change back into a duck now! I've gotta get away!

Duck began to run as fast as she could through Gold Crown Town. She could feel Drosselmeyer so close behind her, nearly breathing down her neck. As she ran, she saw many of the towns folk becoming ravens again. Duck kept running; she didn't have her pendant. Becoming Princess Tutu wasn't an option. She knew she couldn't do anything to stop Drosselmeyer this time.

As she passed the downtown area, she saw a spotlight focused on the gazebo just outside the school garden. In the gazebo, surrounded by beautiful violet lilies was Mytho, the prince. He was lying unmoving on his back with his sword at his side.

The end of the sword was dripping in blood.

"Mytho!" Duck called out and began to walk towards him until a burst of wind kept her from moving.

Raven feathers were mixed in and after Duck could finally seen again, she saw Kraehe flying down gracefully towards her.

"It's your fault, Duck! You did this to Mytho!" Kraehe called out to her.

"What…? What are you talking about Rue?" Duck said, refusing to call her by her fake raven name.

It wasn't until Duck walked closer to Kraehe that she noticed she was crying.

"Mytho needed that last heart shard… but you wouldn't give it to him… and now the raven has won." Kraehe began crying harder, falling to her knees. "He's gone and it's all your fault… the Raven sealed away his heart."

Duck stepped back feeling the tears form; she turned and ran away. This…this isn't real! This has to be a dream! It has to be! This wasn't how it happened… I know it wasn't.

Duck ran down to the lake, staring into the water. "I don't know what's going on... but Rue is Kraehe again… and Mytho is gone…." Duck tried to speak to herself, to convince her mind that this wasn't really happening.

Suddenly she heard rustling behind her. Duck turned quickly, afraid it might've been one of the people from the town who had become a raven.

"Oh no…Fakir!" Duck called, running to him. He was walking out of the forest near the lake. The dark haired boy was breathing deeply; dark red blood was falling down his face and his arms. Duck barely made it to him before he began to collapse forward. The small girl caught him and fell down to her knees.

Duck felt his pulse racing through his hands. She knew her skirt was covered in blood.

This can't be happening…

This isn't happening…

We all are okay…

I know…

Duck felt the warm tears finally roll down her face and suddenly she felt Fakir stop breathing.

"No! Fakir…wake up! Fakir!"

Duck opened her eyes, realizing how hard she was breathing. She wiped her face off of the sweat rolling down her forehead. She felt tears in her eyes again and she shook, still feeling the blood on her hands and legs.

"Are you awake?" she suddenly heard Fakir's voice next to her. He leaned up from his lying position, turning on the lantern next to his bed. When he turned to Duck, he saw her tears. It made him gasp. "Duck, are you okay?"

"Oh Fakir… I had a really bad dream… the Raven defeated us and sealed Mytho's heart away. Rue was stuck being Kraehe forever and you…" Duck took a breath and Fakir felt her shake in fear. "You died…in my arms…"

Fakir pulled Duck into his chest and she hid her eyes, starting to cry.

"You little idiot… it was just a dream." Fakir rubbed her back.

"B-but it felt so real!" Duck said through gasps.

"But it's not real. You're here, with me. I'm alive and Mytho and Rue are together in the story. We all made it through that tragedy." Fakir said and Duck nodded.

Fakir looked down at her and smiled. I'm glad she's here and not stuck in her dream. She may be a little absent minded and a moron sometimes…but she's my moron.