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*Sky's POV*

I cried silently on the cold floor, rocking back and forth. I looked at my bloodied arms, wishing my only friend that is actually alive was with me, so it could cut my skin and let the blood flow down my blocky arms like a beautiful river. Because everyone else is dead...

It's been years. Or, at least that's what it feels like. It could even be a few days I've been locked up. But the pain and the endless, endless suffering feels like it has lasted for many years. The pain will never go away, and even if it does for just a second, it will surely come back.

When he died, I was actually happy. I was free. Then he came back... as a voice in my head. A haunting voice speaking to me in my head... Bringing me pain wherever I go. And now he's back... he's back and he's ready to hurt, make people cry, and murder. And everyone else is helping him. The homophobic bitch, Alicia, Ty's father, everyone who wants to kill me is alive... and they are stronger than ever. And I thought he was dead. But, no, I can't ever have it easy, can I? He. is. Alive.

"Sk-Sky." I suddenly heard a squeaky voice coming from the cell door. I looked up longingly, just to see a hybrid; one of my father's experiments. Her eyes were a bright purple, and her hair was black. Her skin also seemed to have little black sparkles all over it. "I am Experiment 1007. But, you can call me 'Endergirl' which is my experimental name. I have some... news." She gulped. I could tell that she wanted to cry, but she seemed afraid to let it all out. "Mitch, Jerome, Alexa, Jason and Jessica. They are all dead." I started sobbing. They are all... dead.

She stayed silent as I slowly took in the news. "What about Ty?" I managed to say. At first, she stayed silent. "What. About. Ty." I demanded.

"He... um..." Endergirl leaned back and nodded, as if someone was whispering to her from behind. She straightened herself.

"He's dead, isn't he?" I murmured. Of course he's dead, you idiot. He died right in front of your own eyes. I wiped my tears away, the moment of his death replaying in my head. It was the worst thing that has ever happened to me... and it is the most painful memory I have...

"..." She suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared right next to me. She sat down next to me, rubbing circles on my back. Then, she grabbed a little handkerchief from her pocket and started to dab it against my red arms. I was too sad to shove her away from me. Soon enough, most of the blood was gone. But, I didn't feel any better.

"There's another reason I'm here." Endergirl suddenly blurted out after moments of silence. "Your dad. He's a mad man. He's insane. He's horrible. He is like death himself... I saw him slaughter children for some fucking experiments. I saw him murder helpless wolves and ocelots for his own entertainment. I saw him do so many horrifying things..." Her voice faded away.

"He is a terrible excuse for a man." I whimpered. I looked down at my blocky feet.

"Look, what I'm trying to say is, he will kill for fun. He's just saving you for last to give a slow, painful death. I need to warn you. He watches. He knows exactly where you are and what your doing. In fact, he knows I've escaped the laboratory and is probably sending some men down here right now to kill me, just like they did to everyone else who tried to escape." She sighed.

We sat down in silence, waiting for someone to come a kill Endergirl, but no one came. "Endergirl," I finally said. "What's your real name?"

"A-Alesa." She stammered, as if it was a terrible thing to say. (Also, if you don't know this, Alesa is Adam's girlfriend IRL. But, you probably knew that.)

"That's a beautiful name. Don't be ashamed to say it." I smiled weakly, and she just smiled back. She was a nice girl. Such a shame to be turned into a... monster. Nobody loves you... and nobody ever will. Because when you are a monster, you're an outcast, alone, and nobody, nobody, loves you.

"My dad... he always treated me like a piece of shit," Just like my dad. "And... he... um... he was kind of just like your father--"

"Heartless?" I asked, remembering all the terrible things he has done.

"Yeah." After she said that, we both stopped talking. Alesa just stared at the wall, looking like she was in deep thought. Tears started to form in my eyes. Why? Because of Ty, obviously. It's impossible to forget what happened that one day. He was slaughtered. Jason killed him, and then died. Mitch and Jerome are dead, too. Along with Alexa and Jessica. Everyone I loved and cared for is now DEAD. What did I do to deserve this, anyways?

"Here's a present, you fucking faggot." I heard somebody hiss. I turned to see him standing right there, handing something that was very painful to look at. He threw it through the bars and smirked. I stared at it for a few seconds, and then he left.

"I-Is that..." Alesa gasped.

"Yeah, it's him." I mumbled. On the floor, was Jason's severed head. It looked like it was recently cut off. I stared at the bullet hole in his forehead, remembering when Jason killed Ty... I walked over to Jason's head and picked it up. I threw it softly through the iron bars, and out of my sight.

"How long was I in here?" I asked Alesa, trying to forget about Jason.

"About 2 and a half weeks." She answered.

"Who's working for my father?"

"Alicia, Destiny--"

"Who's that?" I asked, confused.

"Alicia's mother. And Ty's father," I gulped. He is alive... just like my father. Great... "Not that many people, but as a team, they are powerful. Extremely powerful. They could probably kill you with a snap of their fingers, but they want to make sure that they will give you a slow, painful death." Alicia didn't say anything else and neither did I after that. I just sighed. The pain will never end...

Suddenly, I heard the iron door open. "Ugh, what now--" I groaned. Three guards were standing there, and they did not look happy. I looked at their faces, but I couldn't recognize them. But, they had diamond swords, and I really don't want to mess with them. I shut my mouth and didn't say anything as two of the guards moved towards Alesa. They grabbed her arms, one arm each.

"Hey! Get your hands off me you bastards!" She yelled.

"Don't tell us what to do, you fucking bitch." The third guard said from the doorway. He moved over towards Alesa, a smile planted on his face. I winced when I saw his teeth; they were all sharp and pointed. He turned and faced me. "Now, faggot, you get front row seats to see Experiment 1007 learn a lesson!" He cackled.

"What are you going to do to her?" I growled. He didn't answer, but just turned back towards Alesa. "Her name is Alesa, not Experiment 1007." I said. With that, he walked over towards me, his free hand now made into a fist. He punched me in the face. I winced because of the pain, and rubbed my cheek where he hit me.

"Shut the fuck up. I didn't ask you to speak." I couldn't reply to this. He walked back over to Alesa, and immediately jabbed the sword through her gut.

"NO!" I screamed. Another person... Dead. Alesa coughed and sputtered out blood as the two guards still tightly gripped her arms. She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears. Then she did something that surprised me: she smiled.

"One... last... thing," She choked. A guard swung his sword, leaving a huge gash in Alesa's right cheek. She cried out in pain, then looked around. She looked like she was getting dizzy, and it was easy to tell that she was using all of her strength to keep her eyes open. She started to stumble, but the guards kept her up. She must be in so much pain right now... But, to my surprise, Alesa was still smiling.

"Any last words, bitch?" A guard asked, pressing the blade of his sword against her neck, and blood from her neck started to drip down and added to the pool of blood left from her gut and cheek.

"Yes," She made eye contact with me, and I could tell that she was prepared for this; prepared to die. Her bright purple eyes glued themselves into my mind. I couldn't get the image of her eyes out of my head. "Find him." She threw up more blood.

I tilted my head in confusion, "Huh?" The guard growled and raised the sword next to Alesa's neck, ready to swing it at any time.

"Ty... is... alive." I didn't deny it. I didn't WANT to. I believed her. Ty... Oh my god... The guard swung his sword against Alesa's next, and her head fell to the ground. She was still smiling when she died... The guards left the room and left her head and body in my cell. But, all I could see and hear was Alesa repeating what she just said. Her last words echoed in my head. Ty is alive. Ty is alive. Ty is alive. My boyfriend is alive, and I am going to find him. My Ty is alive.

He. Is. ALIVE.

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*tap dances* I UPDATED. I UPDATED. I ACTUALLY UPDATED. 

SO HOW WAS THE EPILOGUE?! GOOD? BAD? SPECIAL? 

I might make Ty come back in the 3rd book with a mustache (a drawn on one, OBVIOUSLY) and say "Not dead." huehuehue

I'll try to upload the next story as soon as I can! 

But, here's the thing. The next story may be a lot shorter, or it can be around the same amount of chapters as this one, or it can be even longer! Usually I plan this out, but not this time. BUUUUUUT I have the ending planned out already >:3

This felt so amazing to write :) 

Also, keep this story in your library if you want to read the third story! I will post a notice saying info about the third story! :D 

Well, I guess this is it. This is the end, FOR NOW. 

Goodbaiii!

Jessica, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTT

{I luv you, Potatoes :3}