Dirk looked around. "I'm right here! Fuse!"

Fuse slowly walked forward, his eyes glowering at Dirk. "You return empty handed. Where is she?"

Dirk made a fist before he smirked at Fuse. "She's dying. If I give her enough time, she'll survive." He pointed right at Fuse. "You lied to me. I saw the truth in her eyes. When I slammed her to the ground, I saw her conviction. I saw the truth!" He touched his stomach. "I saw that the Jumpers need a clear head. I heard them thinking of plans of attack. I know that they like to get together as a group. If Dixie survives, I want her to witness your downfall!"

Fuse just smiled. "Really? You saw the truth?" A laugh escaped him. "The truth is that the strong survive! The weak tremble before us. We are gods. You are scum."

Dirk gritted his teeth. "Scum? I'm not scum. I'm human. Just human. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing anymore." He slowly lowered his head and stared at his hands. The trembling of the rage building in him made his eyes widen. "I used to be a strong warrior. I used to have the world at my fingertips. I could do anything. Be anyone." He looked up, clenching his fists. "I can only be human now. Nothing special. Just something natural."

"Don't kid yourself, boy!" Fuse's smile had turned into an ugly frown. "You're nothing more than scum on the bottom of my shoe. You're the dirt you bury your dead in. You can't be anything better than that. We are the gods!" He made a huge wave of green slime from nothing. "You were just a pawn. Your sister was my queen on the board! Now that you've taken her out, I need my pawn back."

Dirk took one step back. His eyes grew darker and now he understood why Dixie fought so hard. Fuse was a master at twisting words. He was the perfect image of a liar, of the perfect man of evil. He knew that she was right to fight so hard and do so much for him.

Jack suddenly threw his blade. It went spiraling over Dirk's head. It struck through the wave.

Two more blades went spiraling through the wall and it split it into a mist of green.

Dirk shot his hand out, pointing right at Fuse. "Get him!"

Jumpers went flying from behind barricades. There was many places that Fusions came out of. There were some nasty looking creatures, but Dirk was prepared for a fight.

His determination was felt through all the Jumpers, and Dirk smiled. It was evident in his face that they were all happy to take down Fuse, in different manners, but still take him down for Dixie and the safety of the Cartoon Network society.

Jack closed his eyes and let his head rest against the wall.

He heard the soft whisper and smiled to himself. "Are you tired of fighting?"

"No," he said. He smiled outwardly. "You are still here, are you not?"

Jack rose to his feet. It was Dee Dee's voice. In the short two years since her death, she'd always been a lingering person from a time when peace was more of a vision that a word. But she was also the thing that bonded Jumpers to the law of renewal. She allowed them a passage back to life via Grim's portals.

"Dixie is still sick. But she does have a fighting chance if enough of their grit reaches her." Dee Dee smiled to Jack. "Are you tired of fighting?"

Jack looked down at his drawn blade. "Truth be told, I am tired of everything. Nothing mattered until she woke."

"Remember, there's more problems that solutions." Dee Dee smiled. "That's what she's proven to you, isn't it?"

Jack closed his eyes and nodded. "She has proved that we have got more Jumpers in danger, but they will all have a fighting chance. She and Dirk did not. But the courage she has shown will allow us to help those Jumpers in the first step of their journey." He looked up at the green sky. "If she wakes up, I will ask that she stays by my side."

"Ah, love."

Jack made a face before he peeked around. "As long as this plan works, there will be no danger of loss."

Dee Dee suddenly gasped and Jack looked back.

There was a green fog that was in a specific area that was moving fast. It's path was for Fuse and Dirk alongside a few other Jumpers. The mist had a thickness that caused a figure to seem more like a green shadow moving at lightning speed.

"It's-!"

The misty fog zipped right passed him and Jack felt the wind kick up and he blocked the force. As he turned his head to watch, he could've sworn he'd seen those piercing eyes dart to the side to look at him.

The fog made contact.