Pocket: JOSH!

As soon as she saw him, she ran over, and hugged Rage. Ellie then did the same with Hollow.

Rage: Where's my little brother?

Pocket: He's in the heli, but we can't get out of here right now…There's too many of them.

As they all got back in the battle, it became an all-out brawl. Marines were dying left and right while bullets began to hit the crew. Almost everyone in the crew then got shot as more marines came around from the back. Rage looked left and right as his friends were dying. Hollow then got shot in the leg, and fell. Rage's mind began to race.

This can't be happening! We finally kill the general…and now we're gonna die here?...My shouts…aren't strong enough or loud enough to stop them.

Then a bullet hit Rage in the leg, and he fell to his knees.

This is finally it…at least I'll die next to the people I love….no…NO! I'M NOT DYING HERE!

Rage stood up, and many more bullets hit him in his chest. He somehow remained standing.

Hollow (Greatly wounded): Josh…I just…wanted you to know that-

Rage: For once, Hollow…just please be quiet…

As more bullets hit Rage, he dug deep inside himself. He had so much anger and emotions built up inside of him…It was time to let it all go…He concentrated on one thing…and then he let it all out in one large, huge, and extravagant shout.

Rage: I HATE MY LITTLE PONY!

Suddenly, every marine and every soldier just vanished out of thin air.

Rage fell to his knees, for he used everything he had left inside of him to shout. His mask opened revealing a relieved Rage. Then…his wounds magically began to heal. Hollow leaned over the barricade that he and everyone was behind.

Hollow: Josh…where did they-

Rage: To hell…

One by one, Rage helped everyone climb into the chopper. Once they were all inside, Rage closed the door.

Mini-Rage: J-Josh…a-are they gone now?

Rage leaned down to his brother, and hugged him.

Rage: Yes…They're gone.

Pocket was trying to walk to the pilot's seat, but Rage stopped her.

Rage: Pocket, I can fly.

Jesus…no I can't!

Pocket: Are you sure? I mean...I can still-

Rage: You need to rest. I can handle this.

Out of nowhere, Pocket kissed Rage on the cheek. She smiled, and then sat down next to the others. Rage climbed into the pilot's seat, and lifted the heli up and away.

*Sometime Later*

Once they were close to home, a voice radioed into the chopper's radio.

Man: Sir, this is the police. Please surrender your weapons and your vehicle.

Rage: Negative, officer. I've got wounded on this thing. Once I get them to a hospital, you can take me into custody.

A little bit later, Rage landed in the middle of the street next to a hospital. People came rushing out with gurneys, and soon enough everyone was rushed inside. Mini-Rage looked at Rage.

Mini-Rage: Josh, where should I go?

Rage: Go inside the waiting room. I'll be there in a little bit.

Then a police car drove up, and two officers got out. They immediately aimed their weapons at Rage.

Police Officer: Put your hands where I can see them!

Then another car drove up behind them, and the same Chief Police Officer from earlier got out.

Chief Police Officer: Lower your weapons, boys

Police Officer: But sir…he killed our own officers…

Chief Police Officer: They engaged his people first…it was merely self defense.

Police Officer: But sir!

Chief Police Officer: That's an order, Michael.

The officers put their guns away, and then a man walked out of the Chief Police Officer's car. He looked like a military captain. As he walked closer, Rage could see an American flag symbol on his suit. Rage quickly pulled out his pistol, and aimed it at the man.

The Captain: At ease, Josh. I am Captain Burke.

Rage: How do you know my name?

Captain Burke: I've been trying to find you.

Rage: Don't say another word. The last American that found me almost got my friends and I killed.

Captain Burke: That man was no general. He wasn't even a soldier.

Rage: Wait…what do you mean?

Captain Burke: He and all of those so-called-marines were outcasts from the real military. They started their own secret military for outcasts and AWOLs. They never made it out of training, and we've been trying to hunt them down for years now. You have to believe me…We have no desire for you or your abilities.

Rage put his pistol away.

Rage: Then why are you here?

Captain Burke: To clear the air with everyone, and to stop all of this fighting and nonsense…and I need to tell you something very important.

The general walked over to Rage and whispered something in Rage's ear. Rage's face turned to an expression of horror.

THE END

(P.S. Thanks to everyone who read this story as well!)

(P.S.S. There obviously is a sequel to this. It is called, "Ashes Remain," but I'm still in the process of writing it. It is up now if anyone wants to continue the story.)