This story has been discontinued for so long, the author forgot what she wrote. So she read it again… and decided to complete it. But let’s start the very short last chapter of the story where we all see Oreca standing on the side of the rode, holding her bronze sword in front of her, a bruise upon her cheek. Aye, it was a strange sight, as she was just looking at her sword in the bright sun. Many would wonder what she was doing.

She stood like that for awhile, why, I’m not too sure.

Finally she broke her stance and ran past the thief that started to attack her and she kept running until she was in Fallador. She pouted and slowed to a walk, pondering on what to do next. So far, she hadn’t been successful in claiming Patrick as hers. Maybe she never would.

But did fangirls never quit?

No.

Because the author is a fangirl of misc stuff too, so she knows : P

Oreca passed by the bank and leaned against the cold wall. She breathed in and out and pondered and pondered what in the world to do. (Really, the author is just thinking of what to write next. I’m so horrible.)

Just then Dav walked by, whistling a happy tune. (Why is he still alive? I forget that) He had his hands in his pockets and was headed towards the bar to buy a drink. He noticed Oreca by the bank and something in his mind click. His face became more darker as he grinned in evil thoughts. He nodded to Oreca. “Hey you,” he yelled. “Come!” he motioned and walked into the bar.

Oreca followed dumbly.

Dav was seated down in a chair when she arrived inside, and he took a drink of a beer that magically appeared in front of him. “I have a plan.”

Oreca sat down and crossed her arms happily. “i lik3 plns!”

Dav sweatdropped, wishing he had a translator. Anyways, he took a gulp of his drink and set the glass down hard. “Oreca Ri, I have the most brilliant, brilliant plan!”

“Rlly?”

He nodded and held his pointer finger. “Part 1. You tell Patrick to come here for a last meeting.”

Oreca nodded.

“Part 2. I tell everyone in Fallador to leave or it’ll all be destroyed by me. So they will leave, of course. Because they all fear me because I’m awesome like that. Ha ha,” Dav laughed, in a moment of worshipping himself.

He coughed and went on. “Part 3. We’re gonna kidnap Aay. Don’t worry, I have my ways,” he said, when Oreca started to panic at the mention of Aay. “We’ll bring her here too. Anyways…” he rubbed his head. “What was the plan again?”

Oreca shrugged.

“So we’ll… uh… Look, how about you just end your obsession with Patrick?” Dav asked. “I’m much better.”

Oreca shook her head.

“Are you mute?” Dav asked, annoyed that she wouldn’t speak.

“i not mut311!!”

Oh yeah, right. He should actually be glad she’s not speaking.

“ure not much h3lp. Fine, ill go fnd Patrick by myself,” Oreca yelled. She ran out of the bar, leaving Dav much confused. He shrugged and still wondered what his oh so evil plan had been…

Oreca ran out of Fallador and right by where the Wizard Student…people were dressed in all different colors. It just so happened that Aay was standing there talking to Patrick, holding a Rune scimitar and was dressed in Rune armor (the author just defeated the Dragon Slayer woohoo!) They both stopped when they saw Oreca.

Oreca took a step onto the grass and started running towards them. “i wont giv3 up, ill nvr surender, ill…!”

Be turned into a mushroom?

That’s exactly what happened: The Wizard dude who I forget the name shouted, “OH FOR THE LOVE OF SARADOMIN, SHUT UP!” And he cast her into a mushroom.

Aay and Patrick walked past the new mushroom, hand in hand and content that they wouldn’t be bothered by Oreca again.

Oreca stayed a mushroom.

Because why, I don’t know.

-fin-

By golly, what a disappointing ending :P But who wouldn’t like being turned into a mushroom? I wouldn’t! It’d be fun… but I’d actually want to turn back into myself again…. I'm not asking for reviews, this chapter was just made so I could complete it. You can still review if you want to... just... don't diss it, because I already know how bad it is XD