Octavio stared at the missile that had target locked straight for him. He had lost. He took his own weapon to the face, the final time. With a pain yell, the impact seemed to have this time flung him out of his machine, and towards Agent 3. He was dazed, and confused. But he knew where he was heading. And he did not want to be ANYWHERE near the agent.

Agent 3 blinked, a bit shocked that this was actually happening. She had won? The agent glanced at Octavio, she knew what she had to do. "NOW, FINISH HIM!" Cap'n Cuttlefish addressed. After his command, she shot him directly in the face, with no mercy foretold and no quarter given.

Suddenly, The DJ found himself slammed against the back of his own machine. "Oh no...so sad..." The last part of his sentence, made him sound as if he were trying to be in a videogame or something. "Cross-fade...to black..." And soon, his entire machine hovered on backwards, and exploded in a giant orange mess.

That was it! That was the end! Agent 3 shielded herself from the blast, then swam forward. As always, she snatched the squirming little Zapfish. It was over. She could go home. Back to her friends and family. Agent 3 smiled, tears in her eyes. She lifted the Zapfish high above her head. It was time to head home.

THE END...