You lunged at Laughing Jack, the blade in your hand headed directly towards his heart, only for him to vanish.
"Ah, ah, ah, (Name)~" he giggled.
"Son of a-"
You were cut off by yourself dodging his clawed hand.
"Such naughty language! Maybe I should tear out your tongue!" He laughed in a psychotic manner.
You didn't respond and swiftly lunged at him again, this time succeeding in lodging your blade in his shoulder.
He let out an aggravated shout before slapping you away, the impact sending you sprawling across the ground a few feet away and his claws leaving gashes across your face (kinda like sober Gamzee's scratches).
"You little bitch!" He snarled, pulling the blade out of his shoulder (hahaha, "shoulder blades" XD //shot//) and tossing it to the side.
'Sh!t! What now?!' You thought, scooting as far away from him as you could.
He glared down at you, preparing to attack again until a sword's blade went through his stomach from behind.
"Wh-what...?" He sputtered as his blood oozed out of the wound. A large bubble of blood came up his throat and popped, the thick liquid pouring out of his mouth.
The sword was removed and he fell to his knees, his clawed hands moving to his wound. Looking behind him, you saw none other than your sister, her eyes practically glowing with rage.
"Ps...Psyra...I thought you c...couldn't access my realm..." the now seemingly dying clown gasped.
"You are very arrogant, you know that?" She spat. "My telepathy may be cut off, but it doesn't mean I can't be here... Sick b@stard..."
The irritated purple haired girl delivered a sharp kick to his ribs, making him fall onto his side.
"You're a pathetic coward...only killing innocent children... And yet you DARE hurt my family...? Ha! I should burn you alive!" She laughed darkly.
"S-Stormy...?" You called weakly.
She glanced at you before sighing.
"However, this hell hole smells horrible as is. Plus...my sister deserves to be at peace by not hearing your screams of agony as the flames consume your entire being...so I'll just slit your throat!" She laughed before raising her sword and striking again, nearly decapitating him.
Laughing Jack fell to the ground, bleeding out as she sheathed her katana once more.
"You...stupid c*nt..." he coughed out, managing a raspy chuckle. "I won't...die like this..."
"No. But you will if I do this," she responded, pulling out a colorful box.
His eyes widened before the box burst into flames in Stormy's hand and a final scream was heard before he turned to ash.
"Is...it over?" you asked once the flames in Stormy's hands died down.
"Yep," she replied.
"So...Psyra...?" you inquired, looking at her expectantly.
"The name I was given by Slenderman. It's nothing important. Especially since...well..." she sighed, looking towards Vincent.
"What? Since what?" You asked.
"My side of the deal is done. Laughing Jack will never kill again. And you are safe. I..." she trailed off as her hair turned brown and her eyes went back to the blue-green color you were used to. "I'm leaving now..."
She smiled at you one last time before walking over to Vincent and gently taking his hand.
"Come along,Vincent. Both of us are going home," she said.
"Will my mom be there, miss?" He asked.
"Maybe. It depends. Has she already crossed over?" Stormy said before they vanished.
The area around you suddenly flooded with light, then everything went dark.
"(Name)! Are you alright?!" Your mother asked frantically as you opened your eyes.
"Huh...? What...what happened...?" You asked, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and sitting up.
"You suddenly passed out...apparently. You were unconscious when I got home. You had me terrified..." your mother said, looking at you with concerned eyes.
"Sorry..." you mumbled.
"It's fine...it must be the stress from Remi's death... A death of a loved one is never easy...especially when you were so close to him...and it was so close to Stormy's death..." she sighed sadly.
"Oh...so it wasn't a dream..." you muttered.
"What did you say? ...Oh well...more importantly, I better change the bandages on your face... Nasty fall, apparently..." your mother said before rushing upstairs for the medicine box she kept.
'But if it wasn't a dream...then Stormy is...' your thoughts trailed off as a small smile tugged at your lips and a single tear trailed down your cheek, '...finally at rest.'
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A/N: WOW. So that ending turned out a LOT "mushier" than I thought...oh well. At least I got the first ending done! And so much earlier than I expected!
