65A/N: Thanks again for the reviews people! This is the last chapter, the grand finale, the end, the (not so) amazing conclusion, etc. The only problem is that it turned out so short… Sorry this note is so long in comparison. I should warn you though; some of it might be a bit retarded because I couldn't figure out how to write the part well.
RE: To all the people who somehow thought this was going to be a romance between Sabrina and Puck… Really now… this story is about Jessica, not Sabrina. The SabrinaxPuck is all located in most other people's stories I suppose- happy hunting. The possibility of romance was eliminated in what I believe was the author's note chapter when the majority of people voted for violence. Even if they hadn't, it would not have been SabrinaxPuck. Sorry. But thank you for reading anyway.
If all jails were like the one they had me in for the last week, I think people would think twice before they committed a crime. It was dark, it was dirty, there were rats, a serious lack of windows and food, and a surplus of people. Oddly enough, I had a prison cell all to myself since some people actually seemed to believe I was a murderer, go figure.
Most of the people were angry when they were sent in, because many of them hadn't really done anything wrong, unless you include opposing the Queen. That was the big rule now in Ferryport Landing: you don't do anything against the Queen of Hearts.
Needless to say, the jails were filled incredibly quickly because she had spies everywhere- in the stores, on the streets, people loyal to the Scarlet Hand. Those arrested became incredibly depressed when they realized that Heart would not listen to anyone that claimed not to have done anything, and the punishment was to be death. That news really was discouraging.
I hadn't gone to any of the executions since it was an extremely uncivilized sort of event that I wouldn't like not to mention I was still in jail, but I heard the soldiers talking about how much fun they were to attend and how many people had shown up and enjoyed themselves. People actually began to turn in others that they knew so that they could see more executions; it was disgusting. The Queen said that executions only took place because the jail was too full and the only way to keep them off the streets was to kill them. I think she was just too fond of having people beheaded and needed an excuse to do it.
Of course what I didn't realize was that my own execution day was coming all too quickly. I was sitting against the wall, staring at my knees and bored out of my mind when they came. 'They' being the four bulky, but dim-witted, soldiers whose job it was to escort the prisoners to the town square. I assumed that they were going to drag out one of those people that had boldly complained about our new mayor that acted as if she were royalty, but to my surprise they opened the door of my cell.
"Get up," one of them said snappishly.
I could only stare. What were they doing here?
Then two of them grabbed my arms and began to pull me along with them. I only realized what was going on when we got to the town square and I saw the crowd of people.
Since the Queen hadn't arrived yet, they had me waiting on the platform while they talked among themselves and seemed to entirely forget about me. I sat on the edge and swung my feet for lack of something else to do and then I saw a group of familiar people coming toward me and one in particular that made my heart jump.
It was Ms. Relda and Daphne, and with them was none other than- "Mr. Canis!" I squealed with delight, and I would have hugged him, but I managed to restrain myself since I assumed that getting off the platform would have negative consequences. He gave me a small smile, part amused, relieved, and part sad.
Daphne spoke first, "Jessica, you can't let them kill you! Heart's been making everything bad!"
"I really don't see how to avoid that…" I replied slightly sarcastically as I gestured behind me at the soldiers, who amazingly hadn't noticed that I was talking to people and that those people happed to be some of the most hated individuals in Ferryport Landing.
"Can't you do something?" she said back to me.
"Not really, there's nothing I can do," I muttered, and at just that moment one of the guards/soldiers came up.
"No talking to prisoners."
Without realizing it at first, I went into his mind and I glared at him, if I was going to die, I was going to talk to my friends first. "Ok, but make it quick," he said "the Queen is almost here."
"What just happened?" Daphne said confusedly.
"Who's the executioner?" I asked, speaking rapidly, not bothering to answer. If he actually left us alone because I was in his mind...
"It's one of those soldiers," Ms. Relda said.
"If I can't… I mean… I just wanted to say I'm sorry about all the trouble I caused you all… If this doesn't go well… you know… well this is an execution. You really should go; it looks like she's here."
The Queen of Hearts had arrived. She got on the platform and started giving a long-winded speech about traitors, murderers, and making an example of me that really had nothing to do with anything I cared about listening to so I only bother to understand a couple words. "…ball…home…attacked…beloved Sheriff…ruthless…promise…never again…" she kept at it for almost twenty minutes, which gave me time to prepare. When she had first gotten to the platform, she had me kneel down behind a stone block and had them tie my hands behind my back. "…and so off with her head!" she concluded.
"No!" I called out, "off with hers!"
Obviously my connection with the soldier came in handy.
The Queen died a bloody, painful death, and we all lived happily ever after.
Well, it's over. Did you like it? Any reviews would be awesome.