A/N: incase you don't know anything about Romeo and Juliet, yet are reading this, I need to warn that this chapter does have a double suicide at the end of it. Also I dare to switch up the ending. Dare to shake it up but still have the same results.

Antony said, "If I can trust my dreams, joyful news is coming soon. Love rules my heart. I had a dream that Azira came and found me dead. It's strange a dream that let's a dead man think. Azira came and brought me back to life with a kiss. I rose from the dead. Oh how sweet it would be to have the boy I love when merely thinking about love makes me so happy."

Antony's servant, Dagon, walked in.

"Oh Dagon, what news do you have? Do you bring a letter from Anathema? How is Azira? Is everyone well? How is my Azira? I ask that again because nothing can be wrong if she is alright."

Dagon said, "Then nothing is wrong. Azira is fine. He sleeps in the Fell tomb, and his immortal soul lives with the angels. I saw his burial. I came right here to tell you the news. Pardon me, but it is my job."

Antony asked, "Is that really true? Oh then I rebel against the stars and the Heavens! You know where I live! Get me some ink and paper and hire me some horses to ride. I will leave here tonight!"

Dagon said, "Please be patient. You look pale and as if you'll hurt yourself."

"Ngk. You're wrong. Leave me and do what I told you to do. Wait don't you have a letter from Anathema?"

"No, I don't."

"No matter. Get on and get me what I need."

As soon as Dagon left Antony mumbled, "Well, Azira, I'll lie with you tonight. Let's see how. There's an old, poor pharmacist nearby. He's probably hungry enough for any kind of money, and would sell me poison for any price, even if his punishment would be death. -Oh look there he is. Hey, pharmacist!"

The pharmacist asked, "Who calls?"

Antony said, "Come here. I see you're poor. Here are forty ducats. Let me have a shot of poison. Something that works fast."

The pharmacist said, "I have some, but they're illegal to sell. The penalty is death."

Antony said, "You're poor and old, term you're still afraid to die. You're starving. Anyone can see you're a beggar. The world, nor the law is your friend. Don't be poor, break the law, take this money."

"Oh I agree because I'm poor, not because I wasn't to."

"I pray because you're poor, not because you want me to buy this."

The pharmacist handed Antony the poison. "Put this in any kind of liquid you want and drink it. Even if you were as strong as twenty men, it would kill you immediately."

Antony handed the pharmacist money. "Thank you. I'll take this poison to Azira's grave. That's where I must use it."

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Anathema heard a voice calling for her. "Grandma Agnes? Is that you? Did you get the letter to Antony? What does he say?"

Grandma Agnes said, "I wasn't able to make it. I was held at the steak again by that lovely man."

"The witch hunter?"

"Yes. I rather do like his grandson. You should court him. See how funny it would be."

Anathema asked, "Well did you get the letter to Antony?"

"No, unfortunately not."

"Damn it! That letter had the whole plan in it! Get me an iron crowbar! Bring it straight back here!"

"Oh alright missy. I'll go get it," Agnes said as she left.

Anathema groaned, "Three hours and Azira wakes up. He'll be so angry. Poor Azira. Poor Antony."

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"Dagon, early in the morning, deliver this letter to my father," Antony said as he handed a note to Dagon, "Now give me the light. Swear on your life, I command you, stay away from me. Don't interrupt me. I'm going down into this tomb of the dead, partly to behold my husband's face, but my main reason is to take a ring from his finger. I must use that ring for an important purpose. Go on your way now. Don't come back."

Dagon said, "I'll go sir. I promise I'll go and I won't bother you."

Antony handed Dagon money and said, "Be prosperous. Farewell now."

Dagon then left, and ended up falling asleep against a tree. Antony began to open the tomb with his tools. Once inside he looked at the dead body of Azira.

"Azira! Oh, love! Death has sucked the honey from your lips, but has not ruined how handsome you are. There's still red in your lips and cheeks. Death has not turned them white yet. -Oh Gabriel is that you? What better favor can I do than kill the man who killed you? Forgive me cousin. -Ah Azira. Why are you still so wonderful in death? Is death in love with you? Does he keep you like a pet? I don't like that idea. I'll stay here with you, forever. I'll forget all my troubles. Arms make your last embrace, and lips are the doors of breath. With a kiss, I have set the deal forever."

Antony then kissed Azira.

Azira's eyes slowly fluttered open. "Ah- oh... Antony?"

Antony looked down at Azira's baby blue eyes. "You've came back from the dead!"

Azira laughed, "I wasn't even dead in the first place."

The two kissed again.

"Oh, Azira, I was going to kill myself. I can't live without you."

Azira said, "And I can't live without you. I love you."

Anathema came running into the grave. "Antony! Azira! The watch has noticed something is going on in here! You'll be put to death if they find you! You know how the law is about couples like you! Come on!"

Azira said, "I want to know something Antony. Do you want to run forever? We could be separated. We could be killed. Thrown in prison. Some part of me wasn't afraid to die, because going easy would be better than being the laughing joke of the town."

Antony said, "I know. I thought about that too... We could avoid all that. Kiss me one last time, drink the poison, pray we both get to Heaven even though we are forgiven sinners, and live forever."

Azira kissed Antony one last time, then grabbed his poison. He drank half of it. The other half was left for Antony, who drank the rest. Azira laid against Antony's chest as he died. Their hands were clasped together.

"I love you," Azira said with his last breath.

With his last breath, Antony replied, "I love you too."

They then both died.

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ntony and Azira's bodies were soon discovered after. Golden statues of Azira and Antony were built. Their love story was kept secret for the most part. Both families knew, but nobody else.

Peace arose between the two families. It only took the deaths of their two children.

They all prayed for something of the like to never happen again.

A/N: WOO IT'S OVER IT'S OVER! I'M SO HAPPY TO BE ONTO SOMETHING ELSE! I SUPPOSE I'LL WRITE A FEW ONE SHOTS BUT AFTER I FINISH MY RELIGIOUS CULT AU I'M POSTING IT IN THIS BOOK! IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN READING THAT IT'S A WHOLE SEPARATE BOOK!

Thank you for reading this though. I love all you readers, and you guys are the reason I write. Thank you ♡