Chapter 12

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I has sad news......
This is the last chapter. Right here. Mhm.
I hope you enjoy!

Tucker's POV

Time fast forward a few more years.
He's 22.
"HE'S 22!" Tom yells, happily.
"ABOUT TIME!" I joke.
He is flying home, on a rainy day.
And lands on his deck, and looks at Jerry's grave.
"I miss you, bud."
Suddenly, he hears rustling in the treetops.
"Who's there?" He yells, wielding his sword in both hands.
Suddenly, a person jump down from the leaves.
Jordan and him get into a sword fight on the deck.
With neither of them noticing, a torch fell, setting fire to the support beams on the bridge.
Soon, Jordan pinned him up against the trunk, and ended him.
"It had to be done, bud."
Suddenly, a major support beam snapped in half, sending Jordan falling down.
His flying suit had been damaged in the battle, so he couldn't fly.
He fell into the river below, unconscious.
"And there you have it, Jordan Maron's life." The non-announcer voice said.
"So, we're out of here?" Wag asked.
"Yes."
"Who are you?" Sonja questioned.
"That's a question for you to ask Jordan."
And suddenly, a wave of light washed over us.

Jordan's POV

It has been months since they've gone under, and I regret everything.
I regret not being there to prevent the coma from ever happening.
I regret it so much.
I hardly talk to anyone anymore.
I felt so alone... I felt trapped, and I couldn't get out.
I wanted to talk to them.
Face to face.
Not through the Shadows.
I shuttered at the thought of them.
They were holding my friends hostage.
Suddenly, I heard a knock at my door.
"Who is it?" I ask.
There was a pause before an answer,
"Martha, I'm coming in, ok?"
"Ok."
I was sitting at a desk, not looking at the doorway as Martha entered.
"CHAAAAAARGE!" A familiar voice yelled.
Before I could react, I was tackled to the ground, by Wag, Sonja, Tucker and Tom.
"YOU'RE OUT OF IT!" I yell, happily.
"We got out of it a few hours ago." Wag explained.
"You could've told us." Tom says.
"Huh?"
"About your past, y'know? We would've cared."
"Nah, didn't want to slow us down."
"Uhh... we have some bad news." Sonja says, break a silence.
"... Yeah?" I say, somewhat scared.
"Err... you know... Mr. Lee..."
I winced at the mention of his name, horrible memories flooded my mind.
"Hemayhavekindofnotwenttojailforabusingyou...." Tucker said, quickly.
"What." I say, not letting my eyes leave them.
"But he will!" Tom reassures.
"How?"
"There was no recent photos of you, so, they didn't know."
I didn't respond.
"Sorry. We had to tell you. But, if you want a retrial, quote the judge, it would be done without hesitation."
"How will we-?"
"We will."
"Ok... I'm sorry."
"Sorry about what?" Tucker questioned.
"Not telling you guys about my past..." I say, somewhat ashamed.
"I wouldn't have told anyone either." Sonja comments.
"Me either." Wag continues.
"I'm just glad it's all over."

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DERE WE GO.
It's alllllllllllllll done.
:3
The 2nd book/sequel will be up sometime next week! You all will be alerted. <3
Anyways,
*strums Mexican guitar*
Peace!
~Smart

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