A/N: You may have noticed that the name of the first chapter, 'Everything is Blue' is a line from Halsey's Colors, so I thought it would be fitting that the title of the last is also a line from the same song. Anyway, this is the last chapter, and I really enjoyed writing this, so if you liked it, let me know!

Everything is Gray

"I never wanted to be part of your boy's club anyway," Nya smiled bitterly as she caressed Jay's cheek. Her image flickered violently, the soft tan of her skin appearing ashen gray. Jay was trembling as he hugged her weakened form against his chest.

The venom hit her too. He had tried his hardest. Tried to save her, tried to protect her. He had fought an evil djinn and built a new team and battled just to save Nya.

And now she was dying in his arms.

"No, Nya," He whimpered softly. "Don't say that."

It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay. Everything will be fine. It'll all be fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine.

His anxiety was acting up again. Everything was not fine.

Nya looked up at Jay with eyes that had already moved on. "Guess it's true. The greatest love stories do always end in tragedy."

No. No. Nononononononono. Jay wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to mutilate his heart so this sinking feeling of loss that had arisen in his chest would be gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Gone like Lloyd's youth.

Gone like PIXAL.

Gone like…

Nya.

Nya went limp in Jay's arms, a soft sigh escaping her lips as her head fell backward to rest on his shoulder softly. Her eyes rolled back and closed.

And all color left Jay's world.

He stared down at his love. His dead love. Her skin was ashen and her hair was slate. She was no longer his source of color and life.

So this is what happens when your Soulmate dies, Jay thought bitterly as color drained from the rest of the world. Nya was gone. She was gone. She was dead and cold and never coming back.

Jay suppressed a sob, tears dripping from his eyes and onto Nya's forehead. She was gone. It was over. It was really over. There would be no more stolen moments on the bounty, no more kisses or hugs or Nya's gentle comfort. His anxiety would reign unbridled, his heart would fall from its place. Jay couldn't do it anymore.

"I… I wish that you…" He started. "..had taken my hand and that no one had ever found that Teapot in the first place."

Nadakhan gasped and dropped his sword. "Your wish… is yours to keep."

And it was.