Okay, time for the last chapter, and that's it, end of story!

Jenna: And what a story it was...

No kidding...

Mia: You didn't take a year to finish it either!

glares

Mia: Meep...

Jenna: Camelot owns Golden Sun!

Aftermath

A bird trilled loudly in the top of a tree and the sun beamed down brightly, casting its warm golden rays onto the face of a sleeping Venus Adept. Felix stirred and rolled over, feeling something warm. He blinked and sat up, rubbing his eyes. Looking around, Felix saw that he was out in the open, next to Picard. Jenna and Sheba were sleeping next to each other a few metres away and Kraden was dozing at the bottom of the hill, looking quite comfortable. Felix sighed in relief, glad that it had been a somewhat warm night and it hadn't rained. There were other things to be thankful as well.

"Wake up, Picard," Felix shook the Lemurian vigorously. "We made it. It's morning and we won."

"Huh?" Picard awoke slowly, wincing as he felt a throbbing pain in his head. "My head hurts so bad." He remembered the torrent of flames, the flaring rocks, aimed squarely at his cranium and the darkness that had swallowed him afterwards. No wonder his head hurt so much after a blow like that. Picard slowly sat up, casting a Pure Ply, which eased the pain away somewhat. "I guess I missed the end, didn't I?"

"Jenna sucked Skelltular back into the book," Felix indicated the two sleeping girls, lying on top of the Tomegathericon as if they meant to protect it with their own bodies. "It's all over now. I wonder what happened to the zombies? They didn't devour us in our sleep... there's no smell either."

"Maybe Kraden knows," Picard approached the old man, who let out a soft snore. "He was at the top of the hill, wasn't he? Kraden, wake up," Picard carefully shook him, rousing him from sleep. "It's morning now."

"Ah, thank goodness!" Kraden got to his feet, wincing. "My back does hurt from spending all night on that hill. I hardly expected that we'd all end up sleeping out here all night."

"I didn't either," Picard grinned sheepishly. "What happened to the zombies?"

"Well, it is odd," Kraden frowned. "The zombies, they stopped during the fight as if to watch you all fighting the Necromancer, and as soon as he was absorbed back into his prison in the Tomegathericon, the zombies all seemed to wilt away into the ground and completely vanished."

"That's odd," Picard agreed. "But good. It would have been unfortunate had they stayed and taken advantage of our vulnerability after all."

Felix walked over to the two girls and sat down next to them, shaking them both. "Jenna, Sheba. It's time to get up." He carefully pulled the book out from underneath their warm bodies and placed it in his pocket for safekeeping, thankful to see the Tomegathericon back in his possession.

"Ooh," Sheba murmured sleepily as she rolled over onto her front and propped herself up with her elbows. "That was a pretty scary night... it's morning now? We did it! Hey, Jenna! Jenna!"

"I'm up, I'm up," Jenna grumbled, curling up into a ball position and yawning, still remaining lying on her side. "Ah, just let me sleep... a bit longer... please?"

"Afraid you can't," Felix smiled. "You've got to apologise for running off and making us worry about you, and sneaking into my room and stealing my stuff, and... um..."

"Huh?" Jenna blinked, coming fully awake. She struggled into a sitting position and grinned. "Hey, Felix! Did you see what I did last night! That was totally radical! I sucked the sucker back in!"

"Yeah, it was cool," Felix grinned wider. "I missed you."

"I missed you too!" Jenna hugged him tightly. She turned aside and held out an arm towards Sheba, who immediately joined them in a big group hug.

Less than an hour later, the whole group was eating breakfast in Alhafra. The hype had died down somewhat and now Jenna was feeling guilt, even though everybody tried to pull her out of it.

"I killed all those people," Jenna sighed as she stirred her coffee. "He was able to get his own zombie army thanks to my work. But... at least I don't remember any of it."

"You don't?" Sheba asked doubtfully.

"Not really," Jenna scrunched her face up. "I hardly remember anything at all. All I remember is Skelltular being abusive to me, which did help the control break in the end, and he was abusive because I kept hesitating. I don't remember the killing, the people I killed. I'm so glad you're all okay. I can't believe that jerk tried to make me kill you all!"

"Well, you didn't even hurt us and that's all that matters," Picard assured her before cramming a piece of toast into his mouth. After swallowing, he added, "And I doubt those people suffered before they died. Judging by the nature by which they were killed, they must have died quickly. That's some consolation, isn't it?"

"I can't believe we're discussing this over breakfast," Sheba stared at her bowl of cereal, feeling a little queasy. "Can't we just talk about something else?"

"You guys don't hate me, do you?" Jenna asked cautiously.

"Of course not." Felix replied.

"How could we?" Kraden looked astonished. "What you did, Jenna, it was not of your own free will. You don't even remember doing it. You are not the one to blame. The only one responsible was the Necromancer."

"Whom I freed!" Jenna exclaimed.

"You didn't know what you were doing, or who he was," Felix said as rebuttal. "And anyway you put him back in pretty well."

"Yeah..." Jenna smiled awkwardly. "Thanks for making me feel better, guys."

"Anytime," Sheba grinned, reaching out and snatching a strawberry off Jenna's plate, which she immediately popped in her mouth.

"Hey!" Jenna exclaimed.

"I ran out of fruit," said Sheba innocently. "And you've still got lots more there."

"Huh..." Jenna let out a faintly amused sigh and shook her head, sipping her coffee. Everything was already going back to normal so soon, and she was glad. She was also going to be very careful around strange books now.

Short chapter, but it's only the ending chapter that will wrap it up.

And, because somebody asked for one, I wish to say this. There will be no sequel. I have no desire to write one, and am not really a fan of sequels. I only write one if I feel the story deserves one, and I'm afraid that this is not one of them. I just don't think it would work at all. So, no sequel.

Jenna: Hurray! It's finished! does happy 'finished fanfic' celebratory dance

Mia: Review just one more time of course!