I know I'm a horrible, horrible person. I had many tests this month which I had to study for … and that left no time to update any of my stories sadly. But, now there over and now its time to finish this story! (Or at least get the last official chapter up. There will most likely be an epilogue)

Garry Pov:

I rushed towards the white house once again. After all I was so close to freeing Ib. I slam the door as I rocketed toward the center of the room. I look down upon the toy box opening it hesitantly. What would be down there?

'Well, it doesn't matter' I told myself gathering courage. Closing my eyes I lifted one leg over the edge of the box. Then, I was teetering on the edge balancing, as I had both my legs over the edge. I opened my eyes and propelled my body forward; letting myself fall into the dark. It was terrifying not knowing when the ground would be. Then just as I blinked I landed on the floor rather painfully.

I had landed luckily on my side, but it still hurt none the less. As I stood up to take in my surroundings I see 5 blue petals lying next to me. With the fall I had lost half of my 'life' so I had to be much more cautious. Just as I turn I glance at all the toys and statues lying everywhere. Just like last time. Then I see Ib and Mary. It was the final battle so to speak.

"Ib!" I call out and faster than life, Mary whips her head to look at me glaring.

"Y-you're here. It took you long enough." The blonde said trying to look unfazed and ready to fight. But, I could definitely see she was distressed about something. Maybe because that I had Ib's rose.

"Come on this is between me and you. Let Ib go." I say slowing advancing towards the two. Ib was smiling even though she was still being held by that psychopath.

"But, you see Garry. Really it's all about Ib. You keep taking her away from me. I only wanted a sister to play with! But, it seems that all you want is for me to suffer! So, I'm just going to have to get you out of the picture, so that I can finally have a friend!" She yells half grinning half on the verge of tears. Its finally official, Mary is demented. Maybe, slightly demonic … after all she looks ten times more pale and avoided death the first time! Who knows …

"I wouldn't take Ib away if, I don't know … You weren't a nutcase bent on killing anything that gets in your way!" I say still walking closer and closer. Mary scowled and pulled out that damn pallet knife. Great she had a weapon and all I had was … I felt around my pocket. Well, my old cigarette lighter, a stick of gum, and my wallet which only contained a few cards and some change.

"Everything I've ever know has been taken away! I'm TIRED OF IT!" She screeched letting go of Ib. Time to roll. I was in a close enough position to tackle the bitch to the ground. As I did I had to wrench the knife out of her hand before she could stab me.

"TUBBY!" She yelled fear showing through her blue eyes. I grinned.

"That creepy doll? Yeah he's not here Mary. I saw a doll outside creeping away. I don't think he had much faith in you and your so called 'plan'." I say taunting her. I didn't mention that I tore its head off when I saw it and flung it as far as I could. Those dolls deserve to be ripped apart and burned in my opinion. She stopped struggling. Then her eyes became filled with tears.

"W-what! But b-but! He was my only friend. He wouldn't … no" She whispered not even focusing on me. I look over at Ib whose watching a few feet away.

"Run!" I mouth. She shakes her head and I mouth it again trying to give it a more forceful push. This time she listened although rather slowly then I would have liked she made it to the exit then disappears in the door frame. That's when Mary notices what has happened.

"NOOO! I'LL KILL YOU ONCE AND FOR ALL!" Then with strength I never would have thought she could possessed she flung me off her. Demonic was defiantly a word that could describe her at the moment. She looked crazed and hell bent on revenge. I had the upper hand though. As she advanced, cracks formed everywhere she stepped. She really had a rage problem. Then she lunged. I ducked and narrowly avoided her little hands aimed at my throat. I launched myself forward and landed a blow on the blonde.

I had landed a jagged cut along her side. It didn't bleed, but almost looked like the area around the cut was fading. She noticed this as well and tried even harder to get at me. But, every time I ducked and slashed avoiding any damages she tried to inflict. Just as another assault came when we separated I saw where the knife had been sliced at. I had slashed her throat. It was the death blow. I watched her fall to the ground fading even quicker now. I walk over and as I do she looks up at me.

"N—no I only wanted … a friend." She whispers. I watch as she fades away. She deserved a better life, but she didn't have to become crazy and a killer. I stare for a few moments at the empty floor then see all the manikins and 'toys' creeping towards me. I dash to the exit only losing one more petal. I felt like crap, but I was lucky to even be alive. I had avoided death for another day! A few minutes of walking down a corridor and I find Ib sitting down on the floor waiting for me.

"You came for me!" She said smiling as she jumped up. She ran over to me and hugged as hard as she could. I laughed and hugged her back as we made our way down the corridor. It was time to get the hell out of here.

"I'd always come for you Ib! I love you too much not to." I say as she reaches up and grabs my hand. And that's how we left the Fabricated World. Hand in hand.

A/N

Well, there it is … I think it turned out okay. Sure it could have been better. But, there is always the epilogue. But that won't be much…

I always feel sad when I finish a story for some reason lol like I'm losing my best friends. Haha, anyways feel free to review your thoughts, I reply! ... I'm thinking of starting an Assassin's Creed story next cause I love Connor and Haytham as they are both amazing characters! Haha anyways till next time (that being the epilogue) :P