Well, here it is, the last and final chapter of this story. Now, before anyone demands that a sequal be made, I will tell you now...


There may however be a remake. I might give it in about a year.

Anyways, here it is, the final chapter. "The True Final Chapter."

Chapter 40

(A/N: "Wind Beneath My Wings" by Bette Midler)

Enter Jirachi's Point of View

Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.

It has been nearly a hundred years since my wife, Kirlia, presented me with my first child, which turned out to be a daughter, which was also a Jirachi, who was actually what people call a shiny. Strange, huh?

You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

I stand in front of a grave. Presented with a single small white flower in my hand. I look at the grave. The words "Max Maple" engraved on them.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.

Yes, Max has passed away. It has been twenty lonely years since his death. His body just simply gave out, dying of old age.

A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Every human since our battle with the evil Giovonni ended that was there to save me has died one way or another. Death is just something we can't escape, no matter what our technological advances may be.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?

Yes, my time is near too, but I have lived a full life one would say. In fact, I'm a great-grandfather now. Yeah, my daughter has had children of her own.

I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Max, you were the greatest friend I ever had. Come to think of it, you were more like a brother to me.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.

In fact, I told you my whole secret past, and you still accepted me. You understood that I saw the error of my ways. You still loved me.

I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

It won't be long until my own body gives out and I join you in the afterlife. It's amazing that I know when I'm going to die. You didn't know when you were going to die, yet I do. Guess it was one of the gifts Ho-oh gave me.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.

Max, you saved me. Not just from the life that I cursed so much, but from the loneliness I had in my heart.

I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

You may not know this Max, but before you became my friend, I wanted to kill myself. I wanted to end my curse the only way I knew how. Yet I wanted my death to be quick and painless. If I broke my sacred promise, the death would've been rather slow and painful. And as a Steel type, I really didn't know how to die the way I wanted to.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.

In that sense, you saved me from my suicidal self, Max. By being my friend, you gave me hope. You gave me the strength to live on. I thank you so much for that, Max.

Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

My hero, my friend, my brother, my life, you were all those things. I thank you so much for all you were in my life.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.

Sure, I'll leave this world soon, but this is where I want to die. Like you, I will soon die of old age myself.

Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

I use my psychic powers and teleport myself into the coffin that you lay in now. I look at the face of my dead brother, and smile. He looks like he is at peace.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.

I lay down, and rest my body next to him. Yes, it is colder than ice, but I feel so happy next to him. I close my eyes, and wait for my end.

Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

Thank you, Max. Thank you for everything you've done for me. Indeed, you were the wind beneath my wings.

End Jirachi's Point of View

And with that, Jirachi gives in to death as he takes his final breath of life. He dies of old age and joins his friend for eternity in the afterlife.

The End

Copyright December 1, 2004 to July 30, 2005.

Completed on Microsoft Word program with Times New Roman Text at size 10 print.

All characters, including characters that were used once, created and owned by Nintendo, Game Freak, Creatures Inc. and TV-Tokyo Productions.

Story created by pokeplayer984 also known as John Charles Jester.

Dedicated to Jirachi. May you one day be free from the life you live.

Why Jirachi? Well, if you were to study Pokemon: Jirachi: Wish Maker, then you'd know that the writers did a rather bad job of making Jirachi seem realistic. Wouldn't the being be hurt and sad inside with that kind of life? Think about it. Appears once every 1,000 years for 7 days. What happens to his friends after that? They die and he doesn't see them again. How would you feel in that situation? You'd hate it. You would want to be free.

Now, the song was not originally created by Bette Midler. I am just using her version.

Anyways, please review. And remember, THERE WILL NOT BE A SEQUAL!