The Rebel ~ {FINALIST} WATTY AWARDS 2011~ completed

The Epilogue

 Thanks so much, IHaveADream, I could not have written this book with out you. From editing, advise, and ideas to being a great friend and captain, letting me cry on your shoulder, and believing me even when it was soooo far-fetched and crazy, this book would have never made it to Wattpad without you. Thank you so much, for everything mentioned and more, I love you!!! <3 :D

With love,

~Your Apprentice Narnian Ninja

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    Hello everyone!  

 So this is the last chapter of the Rebel! But don't worry, I'll be adding an Author's note and a preview of the sequel, The Light! Hope you like it!  

 For those of you who hate cliffhangers, this may or may not anger you for next few months. Will it? I don't know. Maybe. Kinda. Not sure. Well...  

 Anyways, the Watty Awards is Wednesday so PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AND SHARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS!

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  Well, here we go!    

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       I laced up my shoes by the door of my room. It was my first day back in training, and I was mentally preparing myself for what ever Owen threw at me. I had to majorly prepare for our next plan, my "resurrection" from the "dead". I was ready to get out there and shine my light once again to the world.  

 I closed my eyes and took a deap breath in. I can do this, with God by my side. I can do this, with God by my...  

 "You know what I have realized lately?" I heard Owen's voice through the door. I froze and held my breath, listening intensively to hear who he was talking to.  

 "Tell me." Johnny. They must be coming to bring me to breakfast. I could hear their foot steps coming down the hall and their voices slowly getting louder.

  "Ella has the weirdest accent, but you can only hear it when she gets angry, crying, or asleep." Owen said. I bit my lip. What have I gotten myself into? Have they figured it out yet? Is my accent really that weird?  

 "Or when she sings." Johnny said.  

"You've heard her sing?"

  I could almost see Johnny smiling through the wall. Johnny is a big fan of my singing, even when I was not. I only sang when I would dance with him in the library, Owen has only heard me yell in pain during training or yell in combat.

  Even though I couldn't see the two brothers, I could feel the sudden tenseness. I felt the glares and stares to each other, but it wasn't until then I figured out why.  

 "Owen, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. I completely understand why you would feel the way you do for Ella, and I also understand your pain because I have experienced it myself. I am sorry, but it's just the way it is." Johnny finally said.

  I silently gasped. Does that mean...?  

 "I know," Owen replied. "I just can't stop."  

 I heard Johnny pat his brother on the back. "I know, Owen, I know." Johnny said. "But I am also sure that God will provide another girl, who's perfect for you like Ella is for me."