This chapter is shorter than the others i've written because i honestly cant make it longer without adding tons of unnecessary filler. It's a short and simple way to end this story. Please enjoy.

Epilogue

Two weeks had passed since Ace had passed on from the world after his fight with Zygarde. The legendaries all took it hard, especially Shadow. Let's look in on them to see how they're doing.

With Bianca

She woke up the same way she usually did nowadays: tired and somewhat empty. It seemed as if everyone she had looked up to as a comforter had been wrenched from her hands. First her bother, then her uncle, then her close friend. She didn't understand why this had happened to her, no to the Council.

She decided to get up. It was better than trying to sleep the day away. She put her red shirt on, along with her white pants. Her hair was messy, but she really didn't bother trying to fix it. It would just lie down in the shower. She put on a fake smile, something she'd done ever since her uncle died. She then walked out of her room.

The breakfast table was almost empty. All of the legendaries had adopted different schedules ever since Ace had died. She had chosen one of the latest. She sat down and got her cereal. It was bland.

Arcey had said that the grief would go away in time, but so far, it hadn't. She decided to just go on living, hoping that it would.

With Arcey

Being god was tough. No one ever said it was easy. And anyone that did was quickly Judged. Watching over the entire earth and making sure it was protected. That was most of the reason the Legendary Councils were getting larger and larger every time. A larger population meant more people to watch over.

But there were things even god couldn't handle. Like how to explain to her Council that one of their members was dead. That was tough. She had been trying to teach them not to rely on Ace, Shadow, and Eon because they wouldn't be around forever, but this was a horrible way for them to finally get the message.

Giratina had proposed to her one day that she should retire. Of course, at the time, she had refused the idea. She was much too young (her father had retired at age 5000) to even think of retiring. And at the time, her successor was only twelve (the god of earth must be an Arcean).

She walked over to the breakfast table, where Bianca was the only one sitting. She sat down next to the Red Eon Dragon, whose hair was a little messy (compared to what Mia's hair looked like sometimes, even though Bianca had more hair than Mina, this was groomed for a wedding).

Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. Bianca got up to get it, but Arcey told her to sit down.

She opened the door to find the forms of Xerneas and Yveltal, both of them supporting each other….

"Xerneas! Yveltal!" Arcey shouted. "How are you guys here?!"

"What's wrong, Arcean?" Yveltal said, his tone letting Arcey know that it was still him. "Never seen someone survive your Dark pet before?"

"Zygarde's body disintegrated" Arcey said (see previous chapter), still shocked to see them. "When he was fused with you two."

"Well, we woke up" Xerneas said. "Outside of Pokémorph. We had no explanation, since the last thing I remember was a brief struggle with Lysandre and the last thing he remembers is something similar."

"Well, I'm glad you're both all right." Arcey said, hugging the two of them. "Well, Xerneas more than Yveltal, but I'm still glad you're both allright. Your parents would have killed me if I let anything happen to you two."

"What's up with this place, though?" Yveltal said, feeling the negative emotions in the air. "did someone die in here?"

Arcey's expression turned from happy to see two of her best friend's children to sad in less than a second.

"Oh, sh!t!" Yveltal figure out why it was so negative. "Someone did die in here. Please tell me it wasn't the sweet one. She was the only one of you guys that I actually would hang with for an extended period of time."

Xerneas, despite her current physical condition, still managed to smack her brother in the back of the head.

"You two look like you were hit by a truck" Arcey said, a smile on her lips. "Or a fusion Pokémon."

"We could see that battle." Xerneas said. "Whatever Ace and Shadow turned into was enough to beat Zygarde and beat him to death."

"Yeah" Yveltal said. "Your pet turned into a badass."

"Well, now he's dead." Arcey said, a tear falling down her cheek.

"Can I see him?" Xerneas asked. "Yveltal's in a bit worse condition than I am."

"Sure" Arcey said, teleporting Yveltal to the Med Bay. She teleported herself and Xerneas to where Ace's body was, chatting with the Fairy Queen along the way.

"The oddest thing" she was saying as she showed the room his body was in. "was that I've been checking up on his body for about two weeks and its energy supply hasn't completely disappeared. In fact, I'm not even sure it's decreased at all."

"That's odd." Xerneas said. "But that could mean—"

Before Xerneas could finish her sentence, a portal opened up below them, sending them into the Distortion World.

Melody, Victory, and Shay walked by the room where Ace's body was. They looked into the glass in the door, sighing in sadness. Melody walked in to get a close look at Ace's body, just to see one of her closer friends one last time. She walked over to the table where his body was. She noticed something was off about the table. She ran over to it. When she reached it, she gasped in horror. The other two girls ran over to see what was going on. When they saw what Melody saw, they gasped as well.

With Giratina, Dialga, Palkia, Ray, Mewtwo, Mina, and Jirachi- a little bit earlier

The seven of them had decided to go out for some time alone. Well, it was more of an excuse to get out of the dismal atmosphere of the Hall. Mina and Jirachi had gone off to get some candy.

Giratina came back to the rest of the group with ten cans, two for each of them. Mewtwo read the side of them.

"Are you sure we should have this?" he asked.

"You're almost old enough." Giratina said. "Besides, I'm drinking to ease the pain. Normally, I'd never condone this, but this time, I'll make an exception. But, just to make sure you don't get drunk, I only got two cans each. You four should have high enough tolerance for that. Just don't tell Arceus, though. She'll have my head."

"If you say so" Dialga and Palkia said, popping open a can each. They drank their drinks quickly and sighed. Ray started to drink his, but the taste didn't agree with him. Mewtwo didn't even bother opening his. Giratina downed his two and the five of them sat down and talked.

"So, how are you guys holding up?" Giratina asked. "It's weird that we're so sad over this, even though we weren't this sad when Lugia died."

"Well, we decided to just move on." Dialga said, leaning on Palkia. "It was too hard just grieving for so long."

"Tell that to Shadow" Mewtwo said. "It hit her worst of all."

"She's known Ace for a long time." Giratina said. "Which reminds me: I need to talk to Arceus about something."

"What about?" Ray asked.

"Don't worry about it." Giratina said, not rudely. "If it becomes a big deal, I'll tell you guys, but this needs to stay between me and Arceus for now."

"Fair enough." Mewtwo conceded. "But, why are you telling her now?"

"I figure now's a good a time as any." Giratina asked.

"Just so we're clear" Dialga said. "You're not asking her to marry you?"

"No" Giratina said, summoning a portal to the Distortion World and stepping through it. "And that's all I'll tell you."

"Fine" Dialga said.

"What do we do now?" Palkia asked, throwing the empty cans away.

"We wait for Mina and Jirachi to come back." Dialga said. "Then we go get some ice cream and eat like there's no tomorrow."

With Shadow, Darkora, and Eon

Everyone had told her at least ten times each that she should just let his death go. To which she would reply (usually shouting and with tears in her eyes) that she couldn't just forget him, her best friend, the one to whom her heart belonged. The only ones that hadn't told her that were Eon and Darkora, the two who had decided to just stay by her side and be there for her. It would be a while before she would be able to move on. Those two were probably the only ones that understood that.

They had decided to go for a walk to get her mind off of him (something she could use every once in a while). They sat down on the curb just a small walk from an ice cream shop. It was about lunchtime and they were hungry.

"Shadow" Eon said, putting her arm around her best friend's shoulders. "We're gonna get some ice cream. What flavor would you like?"

"I'd like some Dark Cookie Dough please?" Shadow said, her voice quieter and sadder than usual. "With some Psyswirl."

"Allright" Eon said, her and Darkora walking over to the shop.

"She's even ordering his favorite flavor." Darkora said, thinking they were out of earshot.

"They always did that." Eon said. "They'd order their favorite flavor mixed together and they'd eat it together. It was weird since they weren't a couple, but we really didn't push it. It was kind of cute, really."

"Oh, I see." Darkora said, understanding. "She just can't escape the habit."

"That's not all of it." Eon said.

"I know." Darkora said. "But I'd just like to think that for one moment. She's taking his death the hardest."

"They were really close." Eon said.

"I know that." Darkora said. "I could see it in their eyes."

"No, I mean really close." Eon said. "They've known each other since birth practically. He's always been there for her to comfort and protect her. Now she's without the one person that could truly bring her joy. If the situation were reversed, the results would be the same. She also brought him true joy. For Ace, just seeing her happy was enough to make him happy. The same went for her. They were the perfect couple, never arguing or fighting, just enjoying each other's company. They never even acknowledged it as a relationship. They just were closest friends. It makes sense that they were the only ones that could defeat Zygarde. They complement each other's fighting styles perfectly."

"Yeah, I know." Darkora said. "I could see that too."

"Well, let's get some ice cream." Eon said, changing the subject.

The two of them entered the shop to find a long line.

"oh, f #$!" Darkora groaned. "This line is so long!"

"Let's wait in it and get it over with." Eon said.

"You know" Darkora said, thinking. "One of us could wait and the other could go sit with Shadow."

"The ice cream here is huge." Eon said. "You can't carry more than two dishes at a time without extra hands. And since you don't have mastery over the shadows, then it seems that both of us will have to stay here and carry it."

"Whatever!" Darkora groaned. "Let's just get it over with."

With Shadow

Shadow was sitting on the curb all by herself, staring at the ground. She was trying her hardest not to cry and almost failing. If she had put on makeup, it would be running and already be on the ground.

"Why did he have to die?" she asked herself for about the millionth time in two weeks. "It's not fair. He didn't deserve to die."

"I don't know about him" a voice behind her said. "But I'd like to try and cheer you up."

The owner of the voice was dressed in a red shirt and blue pants. He had blue shoes with red laces. His blue jacket had two black rings near the wrists. He wore a red ring on each of his middle fingers. His hair was the same shade as his jacket, with a small part that stuck up like a horn. His lips were redder on top than the bottom. His eyes were yellow and they seemed to be accustomed to predatory tastes.

"No thanks." Shadow said, shutting down any advances this Toxicroak boy was trying.

"Oh, don't be like that." The Toxicroak boy said, sitting down next to her and putting his arm around her shoulder. She forcefully removed his arm.

"I'm not interested." She said firmly.

"Oh" the Toxicroak said, his tone like one hitting on someone. "Don't be like that. I could show you some excitement."

"The lady said 'no'." a male voice said from behind the two of them. Shadow didn't even turn around to see who spoke. The Toxicroak turned around, slightly angry that someone had interrupted his attempts to score a date.

"Who do you think you are?!" he shouted, standing up with Poisonous energy in his hands.

"I think you should leave now before you get seriously hurt." The second male voice said, its tone unaltered.

"I'll show you who's going to get seriously hurt!" the Toxicroak shouted, running over to the speaker. The next thing Shadow saw (she still didn't turn around) was the Toxicroak boy flying past her vision into a nearby building. She chuckled slightly at the Toxicroak's misfortune.

The owner of the second voice sat down next to her. She groaned slightly; this was something she didn't want to deal with.

"You seem very sad." The man said.

"What's it to you?" Shadow almost growled.

"I could feel your sadness." The man said, moving closer to her.

Shadow's eyes widened and her heart rate rose. She looked at the man who had just spoken to her. She looked at his Dark black hair, his deep, blue-black eyes.

In the Distortion World

Arcey and Xerneas found themselves in the blue area of the Distortion World. Xerneas seemed a little nervous (for anyone, the first visit to the Distortion World is unnerving).

"It's okay." Arcey said, standing next to the Fairy Queen. "Nothing in this world will hurt you."

"Okay." Xerneas said, starting to get over her fear. "So, why are we here?"

"I guess Giratina wants to talk to us about something." Arcey shrugged. "Speak of the devil."

Said Ghost type materialized in front of the two ladies. He waved to them as he began talking.

"Hello, Arceus." Giratina said, smiling as he embraced his love interest.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Arcey asked.

"I need to talk to you." Giratina said.

"Take a breath mint first."Arcey said playfully. "I can smell the alcohol on your breath."

"Well, unlike someone I know" Giratina said, also playfully. "I'm not drunk to the point where I think that a wave is some form of consent for certain adult activities."

"I'm never that drunk." Arcey said, making an anime pout face.

"Oh, I know." Giratina said, hugging her before mouthing to Xerneas: "She's always that drunk."

"So, why did you call us here?" Arcey asked.

"Well, take a look at this." Giratina said, leading the two women over to what resembled a waterfall with multicolored water.

The "water" was in fact souls. Each type had a different color for its soul, hence the multicolored waterfall. Dark types were black, Psychic were pink, Fairy a much lighter pink, Ghost were dark purple, Poison a lighter purple, Water was dark blue, Ice a lighter blue, and so on. Dual type souls (for example a Heracross, being Bug and Fighting) were a mixture of the two colors that made up their types (for a Heracross it would be a brownish color).

Xerneas was in awe of the magnificent sight. Arcey wasn't because she'd been to the distortion World so many times before.

"What is that?" Xerneas said, gazing at it.

"That is a waterfall with the souls of everyone that has died." Giratina said. "Every type has its own color. Dual type souls are a mixture of the colors. Put them all together and you have a beautiful rainbow of soul colors."

"Pretty" Xerneas said, staring at it.

"Well" Giratina said. "Believe it or not, what I called you here for has something to do with that waterfall there."

"What?" Arcey asked. "What could it possibly have to do with the Waterfall of Souls?"

"That's not a very creative name." Xerneas said.

"We didn't feel like coming up with a better name." Arcey said. "It fits anyway."

"True." Xerneas said, shrugging.

"So, what's up with the waterfall?" Arcey asked.

"Well" Giratina said. "There are a couple of souls missing from the waterfall. I know the individuals dies, but their souls never entered this place."

"What do you mean?" Arcey asked.

"Wait." Xerneas said, trying to figure out what she was going to say. "How would you know that two souls were missing anyway? All of them emit so much energy that it would be impossible to mark them."

"What were their types?" Arcey asked. "We could find the individuals and see why their souls didn't enter the Distortion World."

"That's just it." Giratina said. "The two souls were supposed to have entered the waterfall two weeks ago."

"What were the types?" Arcey asked.

"The first one was a Dark type." Giratina said.

"Got it." Arcey said. Xerneas had a puzzled expression on her face.

"The other was a combination Dragon and Ground type." Giratina said, his tone thoughtful.

"Got it." Arcey said.

"Those types sound familiar." Xerneas said.

"Well, our next step is to find a Flygon or Garchomp and bring their soul here." Arcey said. "Along with an Absol."

"Two weeks ago, you say?" Xerneas said. "Those types and that date sound familiar."

"It should." Giratina said.

"We must go find those Pokémon." Arcey said.

Xerneas paused for a moment, her expression thoughtful. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she sucked in breath sharply.

"Take me back to the Hall of Origin." Arcey said, her tone now serious as she came to the same conclusion Xerneas came to. Giratina opened a portal, Arcey and Xerneas entering it.

Hall of Origins

The two women arrived at the Hall of Origins, both with slightly panicked expressions on their faces. When they ran to their destination, Melody, Victory, and Shay ran toward them, yelling their names.

"What's wrong?" Arcey asked.

"It's Ace's body!" the three girls said.

"What about it?" Arcey asked.

"It's gone!" the three girls said.

With Eon and Darkora

"That took way too long." Darkora groaned as she and Eon had gotten their ice cream and were walking out of the store.

"I know" Eon said, also groaning. "I didn't expect the ice cream to take so long."

"Well, you're the one who's going to tell Shadow why we're taking so long" Darkora said.

"Fine" Eon said.

"Hey, who's that guy?" Darkora asked, pointing to what looked like a Toxicroak boy rammed into the side of a building.

"Must have been some jackass that tried to hit on Shadow." Eon said. "But I don't think she'd hit him."

"Maybe the guy sitting next to her would." Darkora said, her voice shallow and shocked.

Eon looked next to her grieving friend and dropped both of the ice creams she was holding.

With Shadow

"H-h-how are you here?" Shadow asked, her tone almost frightened.

"I felt your sadness and I decided to comfort you." The man said.

"Ace" Shadow said, looking at her supposedly dead best friend. "How did you survive that? You died. Arcey felt your pulse. There was none."

"I've never had a pulse." Ace said, chuckling a little. "Neither do you."

Skyla put her fingers on her wrist to find that she did indeed have no pulse.

"But, how did you survive?" Shadow asked.

"I never died." Ace said. "I was just recovering from using my Nightmare pokeforme. I usually go unconscious to heal from that."

"I" Shadow said, staring into his eyes once again. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." Ace said, leaning closer to his best friend. "I could feel how sad you were. I wanted to help you, but I couldn't."

"I understand." Shadow said, her body heating up, just like Ace's was doing.

"Well" Ace said, their faces mere centimeters apart. "let's catch up."

"Let's" Shadow said, their lips meeting.

The kiss they shared was so passionate. Ace's hair turned white and his eyes, which were closed, turned red. But at this point he didn't care. He was back with his one true love. They would never be apart again. They embraced each other with care and passion, never to be separated again.

Well, this is the end of Azure Light. It's been fun writing this fic. The story isn't done, though. It continues in my other fic: The Adventures of Team Lunar Fire, the second part of the Zygarde Chronicles (what Azure Light and Team Lunar Fire are grouped under). I hope you enjoyed this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you would like to review, please do so, but no flames.