This chapter I bsed, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to be done with the fic so I could move onto other fics and I ran out of chapter summary and I just tried to end it.

I apologize so much. Please do not review this chapter.

In a few years maybe I will rework the entire story. Maybe just chapter 14 and 15, the worst of the chapters, or maybe I will not make it a death fic and just make it about the frogs leaving Pekopon. I like the beginning but not the ending.

Throughout the next weeks Kululu staged several attacks against the Keron military. Only Giroro had the strength to face him and try to beat him.

Giroro threw himself into fighting Kululu because of his grief over Natsumi. He would use every weapon he could to try to beat Kululu. But Kululu very much liked the role of an evil dictator, and was very much Mois's partner in crime.

"I wish he would stop...I wish he would come back." Saburo would say sadly. But he knew there was nothing to get his friend back. Kululu had been seduced quite easily into the ways of evil.

It was impossible to try to get him back.

Giroro shot towards Kululu's feet as Kululu met him on the battlefield, several large robots in front of him like puppets. Kululu didn't like to fight one-on-one. He instead liked to make others do it for him.

"I'll kill you!" Giroro yelled threateningly. "How dare you leave our platoon for her? She's at fault for Natsumi and Keroro, and Tama-"

"I killed Tamama." Kululu corrected, "Mois didn't do anything."

Giroro just raged some more, shooting at Kululu. Kululu laughed and deflected most of the bullets.

The fighting went on for several more hours until Kululu's robots were shattered into pieces on the ground.

"Any last words?" Giroro asked. He wasn't much of a fan of last words. Natsumi's last ones had been sad, terrible things that he didn't want to hear.

The words Too late uttered in his head.

Kululu got ready to hit a button that would blow up in Giroro's face. It had been his plan to lure him closer. He knew he wasn't losing this fight.

"Ku, ku, ku -" He was cut off before he could do his finishing move as Dororo threw his sword down between the two of them.

Giroro and Kululu looked at Dororo.

"Get out of the way!" Giroro ordered Dororo, "I won't kill you."

"You can't kill him." Dororo told Giroro, "I need him." He glanced at Kululu, "It finally happened. Koyuki got sick...I need you to save her for me."

Kululu cared very little for Koyuki. She was one of the pekoponians he forgot about most. But Dororo's voice was so sad and more importantly his sword was at his throat.

"I expect you'll free me if I check on her?" Kululu asked. He knew there was no stopping the virus. If Koyuki was sick there was no saving her.

Dororo nodded. "I promise you you're life. I don't care about the war. Just come and examine her."

Kululu sighed and reluctantly agreed.

Kululu sat down by Koyuki's bedside. The virus hadn't taken as bad of effects on her as if had Natsumi, but it had quite clearly made her sick. Small little fungus were growing on her fingers and bark was growing over her shoulders.

She was groaning and biting her lips.

"I thought you said her immune system was strong!" Dororo cried. "How did this happen?"

Kululu paused as he examined Koyuki's body with some of his inventions. "She might be strong, but you aren't. Or more specifically your genes aren't. Ku, ku, ku. Congratulations your wife is finally pregnant!"

Dororo looked horrified. His weak genes had caused Koyuki to get sick? But they hadn't had sex in at least four months since she had been quarantined. Dororo looked on in horror.

"W-what...What can you do?" Dororo asked.

Koyuki shook her head, "Is there anyway to save me? Or at least my child?"

Kululu didn't care about Koyuki and Dororo's problems. He turned away.

Saburo stopped him. "I...I don't want to see anymore of my friends die. Please, Kululu, for me, try to save them. Koyuki is my friend. Dororo is my friend."

Kululu looked at his old human friend and nodded. He didn't care for any of this group except Saburo.

He did another scan on Koyuki.

"You have a few options...Since its the baby that's infected if I remove the fetus, Koyuki might actually get better. But since you tried so hard to conceive it I doubt that will happen." Kululu shrugged, "Or I can try to remove the baby and put it in a test tube, giving Koyuki a 50% chance to recover from the infection and the baby a 50% chance to live. Ku, ku, ku."

"We want that one!" Dororo didn't even care about the risk of getting infected. He didn't wear any protective gear as he stood by his wife. He might have been afraid for his immune system's sake but he no longer cared. "Why wouldn't we want to save both?"

"Because the second one requires a blood transfusion of the baby's blood type. And since it's half pekoponian it requires much more blood than a keronian carries. And the blood type is Dororo's." Kululu told them, "What I'm saying is Dororo will only have a 10% chance to survive if we do this blood transfusion. And because of his weak immune system the close proximity will likely get him infected."

Dororo didn't pale. He had already been frightened. He breathed in the keron air which physically hurt him, feeling like sand paper on his lungs. "I'll do it."

"No! I don't want you to be hurt!" Koyuki begged. Dororo gave her a sad glance.

"I'd do anything to save you and our child. Please take my blood." Dororo begged.

Kululu nodded and quickly got the supplies ready, tying Koyuki and Dororo together by a long needle that sucked blood out of Dororo into Koyuki's uterus, and barely into the fetus.

"This will take a few hours." Kululu told them.

They nodded. They knew it would be painful.

Dororo got weaker and weaker as his blood was sucked out of him. But he had one thing until the bitter end, hope. He had hope that Koyuki would survive and his child.

He could place everything into Kululu, all his faith.

Good-bye, Lady Koyuki. I do not regret any of those years I spent with you on Pekopon. Dororo's eyes softly closed as the last drops of blood were drained out of him.

Koyuki covered her mouth as she saw Dororo.

"He's dead." Kululu told her. He didn't utter an apology, "I suppose we should get to the second part of this." Removing the fetus and putting it in a test tube.

He already had one on hand.

He tried to be as quick as he could, ignoring Koyuki's cries over Dororo. But Kululu was not precise enough. Removing the fetus he was not able to transport it to the test tube fast enough.

And soon the child was dead too. It was gone.

"Will...Will at least Koyuki live?" Saburo asked in horror from the window as Koyuki's eyes were wide and she was speechless.

Kululu was silent as he realized he had failed to save Dororo's hope. "If...If she gets constant treatment." He nodded.

Koyuki just shook. Her body was in pain but she didn't care. Her mind was going mad with grief over all the things she had been through.

"Dororo...No..." Giroro walked in to look at his friend's body. He and Kululu were the last platoon members. And he sure wished it was just him.

"AUGH!" Koyuki let out a loud cry, "Get away from him!" She slashed at Giroro's throat dramatically.

Giroro fell down before he could do anything. He gurgled a sound but it didn't seem to be a threat.

Instead he looked happy that he was finally going to join Natsumi. He didn't have to be unhappy any longer.

Koyuki got up from her bed, terrified at what she had done. "He...He deserved it...He was the one who shot Natsumi."

Kululu was smart enough to get away from Koyuki. Koyuki looked in horror and she ran off, into the wild open world.

Kululu didn't utter any more words to Saburo as he left. It was too late for her.

Koyuki wandered through the forests of Keron, her body hurting but movement being the only thing she could keep her mind on. Dororo was gone. Her child was gone. Natsumi was gone. Keroro was gone. Tamama was gone. She had killed Giroro.

She didn't even care if the virus took her. She had truly sinned. She deserved whatever she got.

Slowly and in excruciating pain, fungus covered her body, just grew. Her feet rooted themselves in the ground her bones shattering and stabbing her body.

It took a month for her to die even without food. It was a mind numbing experience as if she was trapped in a nightmare. Every organ was bursting and shattering.

By the last week Koyuki had no more thoughts. She wasn't Koyuki any more. And she didn't care. She just wanted to be with Dororo.

She was gone.

It was several months before Kululu and Mois discovered the body, most of keron's population had been beaten by the Angols although Garuru was still desperately fighting. Although his brother was dead he would not give up.

"Is...Is that Koyuki?" Mois realized seeing the torn ninja rags.

"Yeah...I didn't tell you that she ran off?" The virus must have taken her. He glanced at Mois.

"What a sad sight." Mois looked at it with great pity. She didn't like seeing her old friends die, but she knew it had to happen.

"I'll get rid of it." Kululu offered. Although most of the people he knew were dead, he didn't mind. He was just happy enough to be with Mois and know Saburo was safe. He quickly went over to it to scoot it away into some bushes.

"Don't touch it!" Mois hissed. She reached over to him and grabbed his hand, right after he touched it. "You could get sick."

"I haven't seen any keronians get sick yet." Kululu tried to reassure her.

"It's a contagious disease. And it's mostly contagious towards people with more-" Mois was cut off.

"Weak immune systems? I know. I've got a good immune system though. Ku, ku, ku. Don't have to worry about me." Kululu grinned.

Mois frowned at him. "Sin. It's contagious towards people with greater sin. And you, my dear Kululu, have a lot of that."

Kululu suddenly became worried. "Eh, I won't get sick." He said.

He had no idea.

He got sick almost instantly. He had so much sin. He tried to hide the fungus from Mois, knowing she'd worry. But that only lasted for a day.

"You don't wear gloves." She frowned at him. Quickly she pulled off the clothing and saw his bruised hands with the fungus. She frowned at him.

"...You won't get it, right?" Kululu asked quietly.

"No. Angolians are immune." Mois told him. She looked so sad. She knew there was nothing she could do for him.

Kululu looked down. "So this is where our story ends? Ku. If I had known that I would have died I would have told you about my feelings sooner. These last months of evil were so fun with you. Being with you was even better."

"Maybe I can fix it." Mois offered. "I...I'm not going to let you die."

Kululu knew there was nothing she could do. "There's no cure. You said it yourself when Natsumi had caught it."

Mois bit her lip. She knew how to keep it from spreading, but she didn't really know a cure.

Kululu stayed in bed, trying to decide if he wanted to die now or have his month to live in pain. He could take pain. I think I want to embrace my relationship with Mois for one more month.

Mois approached him and sat down by his side. "I...I gave in to Garuru's demands. Although Keron and Angol no longer have a treaty because of the bloodshed against the angolians wishes I destroyed pekopon. The virus will no longer spread." She told Kululu, "I should have done it sooner. Should have known you could catch it."

Kululu hushed her, "You shouldn't have given in. I thought you wanted to see a new universe. Ku, ku, ku."

"I did. But I won't let you die like Natsumi did. I need to figure out a way to save you. I...I don't want to not talk to you again because you're dead!" Tears were falling all across Mois's face. She squeezed him as she held him.

"There's no cure. I tried to research it. Ku, ku, ku. I'd love to figure out what makes you angolians immune but it's probably just spiritual mumbo jumbo." Kululu teased.

Mois frowned. "It's our exposure to Angol..." She started thinking, "If I could get you there."

"I can't travel between dimensions. I'll never be able to get to Angol." Kululu shot down her ideas.

"If you had a lucifer spear you'd be granted access." Mois's face brightened.

"Don't have one. So your idea's a dud." Kululu frowned.

"But you could! If you married into the royal family you'd be granted a lucifer spear. And I'm the royal family! I could take you to angol as a honeymoon and get you all cured up!" Mois beamed.

Kululu thought she was just pulling at straws. That didn't sound reasonable or accurate in the least bit. "Fine. Let's try it." He agreed.

Mois nodded.

Three of their friends were left. Fuyuki, Momoka and Saburo. Although Fuyuki and Momoka didn't much like seeing Angol Mois now, Angol Mois was happy to see Fuyuki being diplomatic and thank her for saving the universe.

He truly was the example of good.

Saburo however, once he heard the news that Kululu was sick, was very worried for his friend. He eagerly agreed to attend some weird wedding that might save Kululu's life.

Kululu was too sick to walk or do much of anything. The wedding couldn't be described as a shot gun wedding, it was too see if this would cure Kululu's virus. But nonetheless even if they were his final moments he was happy to marry Mois.

The rest of the Angols were less than happy. Fear especially was not.

As soon as Kululu married Mois the two of them attempted to travel to angol. Once Kululu was in the other dimension his body healed up.

And the two were finally together, able to talk about their differences and resolve their issues. Kululu was healed.

I felt like I owed it to you guys to give you the original bad chapter summary I had.

As they're going after Koyuki, with Mois and Kululu still fighting the front lines, they eventually stumble upon Koyuki's corpse and although Mois handles it so nobody else will get sick (Thinking herself immune) she gets sick anyway. Kululu is confused by this but Mois reveals its probably because of her time spent on Pekopon, and how long she was in a facade. She took on some dna stuff from the pekoponians like their reproductive qualities. Kululu won't let her die though, examining and dissecting Koyuki's corpse he manages to find a way to slow down the virus long enough for him to find a cure- She needs some keronian dna in her too. Specifically the opposite of what killed Koyuki, she needs a baby. Mois won't let the war stop though despite her sickness and her lungs filling up with blood. She says they have to fight for the universe. Kululu tries to convince his pekoponian friends to convince Mois out of this knowing she can't fight. Fuyuki goes to a delegate meeting between Angol and Keron and Mois sees him as an example of good. She's also impressed by how cute Momoka and Fuyuki are. She decides to destroy Pekopon, Fuyuki impressing her. Kululu stops even though he asked for the meeting. He says she won't end the war until she's cured of her illness and the top keronian scientists will be working on a cure. They reluctantly agree. Kululu talks to Mois about impregnating her to buy her time. Mois doesn't want to get pregnant just so she'll live, that's dumb. She knows she and Kululu have had a lot of sex before but she doesn't want to have a baby this way. Kululu begs her, and tells her he doesn't want to lose her again. She eventually agrees after Saburo says that she shouldn't die for nothing and she and Kululu have sex. Kululu finds a cure and she's healed. Pekopon is destroyed. Momoka is sad, but Fuyuki is happy he's with Momoka and that it's all over. Mois and Kululu re-establish a treaty and Saburo forgives Kululu.

Everybody is friends.

Obviously this was a dumb chapter summary because Angolians can't get this virus and babies don't solve anything. Why was I going through this phase that babies solved problems? They don't. Why did I want to get everybody pregnant in my stories? I had the same problem in The Sin of Hopes chapter summary'

So I through it out because it was the worst part and then after chapter 13 the story fell apart.

I am sorry.

Really truly sorry.