And here it is folks, the Epilogue of What Came Before: On Irk!!  And it’s a song-fic type thing too!  Wow…

Hey Sakura, thanks for the cake!!  Mmm…cake… And, I’d just like you to know that ZaiFae was raised with the concept of overall male superiority…horrible as that is.  I’m sure she’d be a good Tallest!  …better than Red anyway.  Heh, blob monster.  I’m so glad I know what you’re talking about!

Epilogue

That night, the Almighty Tallest purple cancelled all appointments he had for the next day.  It was assumed by the Irken public that he had taken the day off to help care for the Tallest Red, who had been injured in a confrontation with an assassin, an Irken female whose name was never released.  The real reason was known only by Purple himself.  He was mourning for that “assassin,” and needed the time alone.

You’re standing on the edge of nowhere

There’s only one way up

Two hearts gotta go there

A few years later, the Massive was orbiting Conventia, the convention hall planet that the Tallest were preparing for Operation Impending Doom I.  One night, as the preparations were nearly complete, Purple slipped in late at night, to stand before the huge map showing the space Irkens had marked for conquest or already successfully conquered.

Through the darkest night

You see the light shine bright

When heroes fall

In love or war

They live forever

He fumbled in one of the storage rings around his waist, and finally managed to extract a small slip of paper and a writing utensil.  Using the edge of the map for support, he drew a small circle on the paper and put a question mark inside.  Underneath, he wrote “Planet?”  With trembling fingers, he affixed the slip of paper on the edge of the map, in the direction he had seen the small craft belonging to the “assassin” go.

This is a song

For the lonely

Can you hear me tonight?

For the broken hearted, battle scarred I’ll be by your side

And this is a song

For the lonely

When your dreams won’t come true

Can you hear this prayer?

Cause there’s someone there for you.

A single tear slipped down his cheek as he straightened up and turned to leave.  He was the Almighty Tallest Purple, after all.  He had an Empire to co-rule.

Well, that’s it.  I’m done!  Amazing…

Now, before you all leave, I have a couple questions I’d kie to ask, and if you’ve been reading this the whole time and never left a review, I BEG you to leave one now, just to answer mah questions.  ‘K, here they are:

Do you think the chara of ZaiFae is a Mary Sue? Would you be interested in seeing a sequel to this? Is there anything about my writing style I should change?

Thank you for your (hopeful) cooperation, and have a nice day!

Super-duper almost whole fic disclaimer:  I own nada except ZaiFae and the other individual Irkens mentioned in the show.  I also own the Dae-uial race.  I made ‘em up, they’re mine!  Irkens, Irk, the Massive, and all of that dookie belongs to the great Jhonen and the leeches at Nick…stupid leeches.  ‘Song for the Lonely’ is by Cher…and perfect for this fic!  Nods  I’m done disclaiming…bye!

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