(This is the last chapter. To those who have read this, thank you, and also sorry for how sad the story is.)

I wake up to a single overhead bulb and several of my friends' faces watching me. "What's going on?"
"John's awake." Dave hugged me instantly. "Welcome to our fine real estate."
"Wow Dave. It's a murky sewage worker side room that was probably forgotten ages ago."
"Way to introduce the place Karkat."
"It's not that bad! It's pretty cool."
"Says the dragon." I hear what was probably a punch. "Ow! What the hell Terezi?"
"What's going on?"
"Oh, sorry man." Dave stopped hugging me. "You've been out for three days, we live in the sewers, we haven't found your, Rose's, Jade's, or my parents, and some of us aren't here since we have to go to the surface to get food. Anything else?"
"Where's Rose?"
"Out getting food, why?"
"I need to figure out some things. Any news on the Batterwitch?"
"She's being dragged to court under some big charges. Right now it looks like the death sentence for her. People aren't pleased with her angel research, or the fact that the last angel is gone without a trace."
"I'm in for some chaos when I'm found, huh?"
"Definitely."

Footsteps echoed down the concrete tunnels as the remainder of the group came in, bags in hand. "Guess who got take out?" Vriska tosses the bag down onto a rickety table. "John's up! How are you doing John?"

"I don't know."

"Heard you had problems in your angel form."

"I'm not in it, am I?"

"Calm down, you still look human."

"Good. I'm not sure what happened, but it was crazy."

"Oh. You hungry?"

"No."

"You haven't eaten in days, how are you not hungry?"

"I don't know, I just don't feel hungry. I don't really feel the need for anything now that I think about it."

They all looked at me slightly concerned. "When is Rose coming back?"

"I don't know, but she definitely needs to explain what's going on to John and the rest of us."

"Can you hear her?"

"Hold on, dragon hearing and... she's coming back, but she's walking."

Vriska went over to the doorway before shouting. "Hey, John just woke up!" Sparks flew as Jade teleported in while holding Rose and Kanaya's hands.

"Rose, what happened? I followed the plan and everything spun out of control."

"That's because I planned it so even if you died there would be so much energy you would come back. Because it was done correctly, you had an energy overload and had to deal with too great an energy gain to quickly, which is probably why you fell unconscious."

"Wait, that's why energy disappears when you kill an angel? To try to return and keep them from dying?"

"Yes. I should have warned you, but if I did you might not have taken it as seriously if I had and it would have ruined the plan."

"So, if this much energy would have guaranteed I wouldn't die, does that basically mean I had a real life one up?"

"Technically three, but Miss Paint could only bust us out after that much energy had accumulated. It still worked out though." Dave raised his hand. "Yes, Dave?"

"Is his angel energy thing the reason he doesn't feel hungry."

"I believe so, but I'm not sure. His aunt wouldn't even know that due to the fact no angel has lasted through these experiments and trails as long as John. He's so much more different from them for some reason."

"Wait, you don't even know the answer?!"

"I'm sorry John, but my knowledge comes from foresight, not omnipotence. Jade has omnipotence, but she has to develop her abilities much further along before even she will be able to answer you."

I was about to ask something else, but if what Rose said is true they all don't really know anything about me that I don't know. There was one question I wanted to know though. "Any ideas where my dad is?"

Rose frowned, looking off to the side. "You know where he is. You checked there before."

He was just standing in front of the burnt remains of our house. I got here as soon as Rose told me he would be where. I almost couldn't find the words to get his attention. I dug my hands into my jean pockets nervously, looking out from the oversized hoodie.

"Dad?"

He turned slowly, a look of complete shock on his face. "John?"

"It's me da-" I didn't even finish before I was pulled into a deep hug.

"I thought I never would see you again."

"I did to." I couldn't help it, but I was crying my eyes out. "I'm so glad you made it! I don't know what I would do if you didn't make it!"

"John-"

"Dad, I'm so sorry you got dragged into this! Is there any way I can make this up?"

"You don't have to. I'm just glad I can see you before I go back to your mother."

My eyes widen. "Dad, what do you mean?"

He walked over to the burnt house, kicking a board to reveal his hat and a charred, outstretched hand. "I never got out. John, I'm sorry, but I'm dead."