Chapter 50- Aftermath- The Epilogue

Fly ahead, fly on

Stay true to your heart

Become one with the wind

And never once shall you be torn apart

Dedicated to a young girl who selflessly sacrificed herself for her country and her child.

R.I.P Julia Grovyle

1993-2012

The funeral was hard and the most biting unrest of the century. It helped even less that the whole country was plagued by war for the first time in 300 or 8000 years or so- and won. But all of this victory was meaningless to Julia's friends, who were desperately shattered by her seemingly meaningless death.

Thousands of Pokémon attended her funeral. Close to all the Paraiosans had come to attend this young teenage patriot's funeral, which eventually was fighting for her friends and for Peppy. They all shed tears, even her worst enemies which were now close to none- at the way she pushed her psychic limits.

A group of six Lombre shot out bullet seed as the rendition of a tradition of saluting and honouring the deceased- for Julia had become one with the sky and to Peppy, the evanescent yellow star. It was a devastating sight.

Evelyn was consumed with tears, crying bitterly and hard- her closest, sweetest best friend was no more- it was too hard a loss for her, who then wailed at her cremation with no consolation. Then again, who could blame her? She was far too filled with grief to think of anything else and so was the whole country. She just wouldn't stop crying and weeping bitterly and passionately for one of her most underrated friends in the whole world, only pausing for breaths. She then had the honours of doing the last rites, which she still did in tears.

Declan and his family came for the funeral too. Declan's father was really shocked by the loss of such a young girl- feeling especially guilty that he had so wrongly accused her of kidnapping his children, when she could have done a better job of it than he could. Edith was crying, wailing loudly for Julia to come back, after all, she was her first friend. Declan couldn't bring himself to cry, for the minute he kneeled down to see her shortly before the cremation, he felt a hard pain in his stomach and he started to cringe, then yell. He did have stomach cramps before, but this seemed a little...different. All turned around in shock to see that Declan's stomach cramp started to intensify and then a strange light shone over him. His parents were mortified, but then in a few minutes, they realised- he was a Kirlia! But this was no evolution of joy; it was one of disbelief and sorrow.

Juliana and her friends too attended and bowed deeply in respect for their deceased enemy, now an ally and more. "What do we do with her child?" asked Pansage who was seeing Juliana almost well up. She turned to her and said "The best we can, just like Julia said." Before struggling not to cry herself. Julia was certainly no ordinary girl and she proved her mettle that very day.

Psychics began to write tragic odes and pay respects to her for her amazing abilities. For she was not only an unlikely psychic who loved her powers, but an instinctive one who had the legendary ability of bringing the Bermuda Triangle from its original place and having controlled the weather, being the most powerful psychic of all the world. She certainly brought the name of the whole Treecko race up and with pride and honour. That they would respect her for, now and forever.

Peppy was mute the entire funeral. He was too consumed with sorrow to say anything except stare at the sky, waiting for the evanescent star to appear and when his mothers could come back for him and be with him forever, to be the best angels of heaven hey could be and they hopefully with his father and brother and stay together- as a family. He fervently wished for this, in his silent prayers to Cresselia, who now had a new devotee.

Starling was a silent spectator from a treetop. He had been there for the whole funeral, just watching it from a distance lest he ever broke down and sobbed unendingly for the death of his first and only love.

Saphira had disappeared for there; nobody had a trace of where she went. Starling knew she wasn't dead for she would be turned into foam if that were true. She really was gone, but where, nobody knows.

Starling was overcome with grief having cried so fervently and openly, for right after the war he was tired of keeping his feelings to himself and wanted to confess to Julia on how much he loved her and how much he wanted her in his life to make it the amazing one he desired. Then again, he couldn't marry her so early, but would always want her as an everlasting girlfriend.

He saw everything about the funeral and the respect all the pokemon ad for her. All her enmity for Juliana was forgotten and just perished away as a teardrop in the ocean. Now Julia was remembered as a powerful and sacrificial war heroine who was the most evolved and powerful psychic in the world for her country who pushed the enormous limits she had. She was an instinctive psychic- and had no practice, that to.

Julia was a good patriot and mother- even to a young Minccino who wasn't her species obviously. She was definitely the overachieving woman alright.

Romeo and Salvia were heartbroken at seeing such a young girl like Julia die in such a calamity. While placing some special things in Julia's grave after she was buried they cried mildly, but were too depressed to do anything else. They placed a few mementos I, like a few golden pearls, a photograph of them as teenagers and Julia as a young toddler and a few other little knick knacks, plus a few beautiful roses in full bloom, her favourite flowers. Yet they had a faint smile of gladness- for she remembered them so vividly before dying as she spoke her last few words to them as a whisper in their ears- "I remember you..."

Her mother was present too. She went ballistic in seeing her little girl in the arms of death and a whole army of Chansey had to be there for the poor grieving mother and consoling her, but with little avail. Then again, feral as her mother was, she certainly had a lot of feelings, for Julia was her first and only child; her only daughter that too.

Starling though, remembered more. He remembered much more- of all the good times they had together as friends. From the time they met as 15 year olds to the time the6y were fighting in war together. All those memories were special. Julia may have had enormous responsibilities, but with the sheer blessing of Cresselia and Arceus' grace; she could still have a great time with her friends. She was still the special love he always cherished in his heart, even if his ego prevented this from happening earlier.

Julia was also that girl who always put feelings first and serious as she was, was still the good hearted girl whom everybody, at least her friends loved. Not just for how she looked, but for her.

He remembered it all- meeting her as a Starly, but not talking to her on fear of cooties and all the times they spent, from teaching her to levitate and fly like a bird to his first feelings to his participation with her in war and even some of the fights which ironically helped the relationship grow stronger. He also felt that same surge of feelings he had all that while, meeting Evelyn because of Julia and discovering the most evolved psychic of the land. Flying with her was a pleasure in itself, and sadly he knew no more of this for Julia was dead.

At last he couldn't control himself. A splash of a tear fell down to the grass, which culminated in heavy waterfalls of it, flowing down from the sorrowful angsty eyes, as he then set out a soft prayer for his girl "Please, dear Cresselia. Take care of Julia. I know you will definitely look after her with love for your little girl, after everything she meant to me." He cried while flying in the sky with a twinkle in his eye.

As the sun set, with Venus and her other twinkling angels high in the sky appearing, he reminisced everything and regretted nothing. What was there to regret at all?

She was young, became a war heroine and a martyr and gave the time of her life to her friends, whether it was in saving each other from dangers, having a general great time or just stimulating conversation. She may have taken early responsibilities, but at no cost. Julia lived her life to the fullest with her friends, even without realising it. She was definitely their guardian angel and will always be in their hearts forever.

At least in Starling's she sure will be.

She was definitely his first and last love and would stay that way. For she lived her life to the fullest and was the best friend and mother ever.

And now at her death, she'll never be forgotten, for how could she?

She was just 19 years old.