A Fiolee Fairytale

Epilogue

  Once upon a time, there was a girl who would have helped anyone had they asked. In many's eyes, she was a princess, even though she had no royal title.

And once upon a time, there was a king, who ran away from his castle. He fell in love with the girl, and she fell in love with him. Of course, neither of them would ever say anything- they valued their friendship too much for that.

The girl even denied it to herself, until she and the king were sent into a set of fairytales by the Brothers Grimm. There, they learned about each other's feelings over time- especially the girl, during the fairytales. They overcame several trials, the worst of which were two vampires named Jenna Callaghan and Brendan Melahone.

Even after their daughter was born, the king and queen faced the trials of one of these vampires in particular- Jenna Callaghan. She hated the queen with a passion, even attempting to get the baby. In the end, it was decided that Jenna, armed with a carving knife, would take matters into her own hands... wait, why am I telling you all this? You've been reading the story, right?

 Yeah- so you know all this. No use trying to put it in fairytale format to be clever, it just looks stupid. We all know the story, if you don't, go back and read it. Anyway, time to get back to the part you actually want to read.

*Jazz's POV*

16 years later...

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 I laid the white lily on the grave, before looking up at the stormy sky of the land of Aaa. It was always rainy after I'd had the dream-  I don't know why.

"Jahzara Phoenix Abadeer, what are you doing here?!" I heard her say.

I didn't look at her. It was her fault this grave was here, her fault I was having the dreams. Did she really have to kill her?!

 "Jazz, look at me when I'm talking to you!"

"I had the dream again..." I said quietly.

She knelt down beside me. "There's no way to tell that she would have really done any of those things, Jazz. She's dead now, and there's nothing we can do about it."

"You killed her. It's your fault I had the dreams in the first place." I snapped.

 She was silent for a minute, before she asked, "What was it this time?"

"We were sitting together, just... talking. And it felt like-like she was my best friend."

I made a point of staring at the scar she had gotten on her arm, once upon a time. It's better than facing her 'apologies' anyway, no matter how sincere she may be feeling about them.

"Jazz, don't do this to yourself." She sighed. "I don't know how the future would have been if I hadn't killed her. Maybe she would have been who you thought she was, maybe she would have been someone entirely different."

 "But we won't know now." I insisted. "And the dreams will just keep coming back, and I don't know how to stop them!"

To my surprise, she pulled me into a hug. "I am so, so sorry that you have this burden, when it's rightfully mine. But there's not a day that I don't regret killing her."

I tried to roll my eyes, but I found myself hugging her back instead.

"Come on- it's going to rain soon." She said.

 "No... I have to stay here, or the dream will come back. I know about this, remember?" I reminded her. She sighed, and ran her hand through my raven hair. "Come home soon though, okay, Jazz?"

"Okay, Mom."

So overprotective. I swear, she's even worse than Dad. But she was right about the rain, as much as I hate to admit it. A flash of lightning revealed the simple name engraved on the stone- I'm serious, 'The Lich', was all it said.

 Wait, wait, what? You thought my mom was Jenna? No way! My mom's Fionna- you know, blonde, blue-eyes-turned-violet (that I've inherited) and the heroine of Aaa, as well as the Vampire Queen? What- you think Jenna killed Mom that night, 16 years ago? No... she thought about it, but she wasn't that stupid. She would have been executed for high treason, and I don't know what Dad would have done if Mom had died like that.

 I don't like to think about it: mostly because it's sad, and it would have dumped a lot of pressure on me when I wasn't ready, and Annie becoming regent, a job she definitely never wanted. Whenever we leave the Kingdom to return to Aaa, she even goes to Grandmother for advice on how to run it all, just because Grandmother might know, and Annie was left in charge.

Oh, yeah, back to Jenna. In the end, Jenna just wanted Mom to suffer pain- and she did. I told you, Mom still had the scar from Jenna scraping her arm with a knife. Dad was furious when he found out, and Annie was feeling incredibly guilty, but Mom just mollified them both. How? I don't know. I can't remember.

Okay... maybe I should have realized how cold the rain would be. But then that would be reaffirming her theory, right? Well... alright, you know what? The dream is not that bad, and I'm willing to bet someone has apple-cinnamon tea brewing back at the house, so that's where I'm ending this story. Maybe I should get a good book too- like the stories of the Brothers Grimm.

 The weird part is that some of the stories were always different from the book when Mom told them when I was younger... but that's my family for you. My brother constantly compares Mom and Dad's versions (which are always in first person) and the originals, which are all, 'once upon a time, the king of such-and-such a land had a daughter, who was the most beautiful woman in the world'. They all start like that, I promise you.

 Oh, you want to know more about Blake? Well, as soon as I figure him out and stop having to be trained up to be queen (which mainly constitutes going down to the Vampire Kingdom every weekend, taking lessons with Annie, listening to Parliament, and stopping by the Nightosphere for even more lessons on how to be a proper queen with Grandmother), I'll tell you. In fact, I've been wondering myself...

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 *Author's Note*

 I am going to get so much flack for making you all believe I killed Fionna off, aren't I? The ending was supposed to be much darker, with Jazz just leaving the grave (and not sounding a bit like someone with a speech disorder), but then I realized it was too confusing, and I was leaving a lot of stuff out. And to be honest... I kind of like this ending better, where Jazz is like, 'you know what? I'm not going to hang out here in the rain. Later, dudes.' And there will be no sequels, before you ask.