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(FRED'S POV)

It's over.

It's finally over.

The Wither-Storm is dead.

When he saw Jesse up there, throwing the Formidi-Bomb into the Wither-Storm's mouth, he immediately used his powers to pull him out of the blast radius so that he wouldn't go down with it.

Once the bomb exploded, the Wither-Storm immediately fell out of the sky, landing on the ground with a huge tremor. Trees around them were on fire, but it didn't matter anymore. All that mattered now was that they were finally free of the monstrosity that threatened their existence.

Looking behind him, he saw Jesse start to regain consciousness. He was over there and helping him up so fast that you wouldn't have even had time to blink.

"Is that it? Is it over?" Axel asked.

"Appears so." Fred responded. He gave Jesse a light tap on the back. "Congratulations, buddy."

"I can't believe it's…actually dead!" Olivia exclaimed, disbelievingly.

"You did it, Jesse! You actually did it!" Lukas appraised.

"Ha ha! Handled like a champ!" Magnus commented.

"I know it wasn't easy, but.." Lukas continued.

"I couldn't have done this without you guys, any of it." Jesse stated.

"Oh, believe me. We're well aware." Olivia responded. "Thanks for saying it, though."

Reuben happily ran up to Jesse and gave a happy oink.

"Thanks, buddy." Jesse said in response, patting his head.

Fred looked around. For some reason, he didn't see Soren or Ellegaard. Olivia seemed to notice as well.

"Hey, not to put a damper on the party, but. Anyone seen Soren or Ellegaard?" She asked.

"Oh, no." Jesse said, fearfully. The tone of his voice got Fred's attention.

Fred saw what Jesse was worried about. Soren was cradling Ellegaard in the near distance. She didn't look too good. He followed Jesse over.

"You fought valiantly, my friend." Soren appraised, a somber expression on his face.

"You and I… both know… my fight… is over." Ellegaard struggled. Fred knew straight away that she didn't have long left.

"Stuff and nonsense, stuff and nonsense." Soren responded. "Save your strength, Ellegaard. We'll take care of this. We'll take care of you."

Ellegaard noticed Fred and Jesse leaning over her.

"Jesse." She greeted, weakly.

"Ellegaard."

"My armor… really suits you… Jesse. I want you to keep it, okay?" Ellegaard instructed, wincing in pain at every breath she took. "It's… certainly not going to be… much use to me now."

"Don't say such things!" Soren snapped, looking fearful.

"Jesse knows… I'm right." Ellegaard stated in response. She was looking more weaker by the second.

"Thank you, Ellegaard. For everything." Jesse acknowledged.

"I'm just glad I… got the chance to go on… once more adventure." Ellegaard added. "Sorry that I… have to take off… a little early."

She turned to Soren.

"Well, Soren. At least I… finally got to be a real hero… right?"

Fred did a double-take at that. What did she mean by 'real hero'?

Soren closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

A bunch of groaning noises got their attention. It was a massive group of people. Fred immediately recognized some of them as people he saw getting sucked up by the tractor beam back at Endercon and Boom Town, which meant one thing. They were still alive.

"All those people, they're alive! The Wither-Storm didn't kill them!" Jesse commented.

"Jesse…Fred… those people… you have to help them… All of them." Ellegaard instructed. "Make sure they get out. Don't leave anybody behind. Promise me."

Jesse gave a nod.

"Of course, we'll save them, every one of them." Jesse assured. He grabbed Ellegaard's hand. "We're the good guys, right? That's what we do."

Ellegaard gave a weak nod and took one final breath before her eyes closed for the very last time and her hand went limb.

Magnus' eyes went as wide as saucers.

And as definite proof that Ellegaard was gone, she poofed into smoke. Jesse breathed a sigh before standing up.

"C'mon, Reuben. We've got a job to do." Jesse said, determined. He turned to Lukas, Fred and the others.

"You guys help the survivors." He instructed. "I need to make sure we find the people who might be trapped."

Nodding in understanding, Fred approached the group of citizens that were gathering around nearby.

"Okay, people. Listen up!" Fred called out, getting their attention. "You guys have just been through a terrible experience. However, it's all over now. Our friends are here to get you guys to safety."

The crowd started murmuring.

"What happened?"

"Where are we?"

"Who am I?"

Fred gave a guilty look upon hearing those words. It seemed the Wither-Storm had given all of them severe amnesia.

"Everyone, please." Fred said, getting their attention again. "Now, I understand that many of you may not have any memories of who you are or how you got here. But rest assured that the nightmare is over, and I will promise this. You guys will get your memories back, in time."

"Guys! Over heee-" Jesse's voice suddenly screamed out, pleading for help. Acting on auto-pilot, Fred sprinted toward the Wither-Storm remains, locating Jesse and finding out that he was getting sucked in by something.

Without looking, Fred immediately jumped in and grabbed Jesse's arms, tugging him free.

"Don't worry, Jesse. I got you."

After tugging Jesse free, Fred looked ahead to investigate what was going on. What he saw almost made him go as white as the moon. It was the Command Block, as undamaged and pulsing as ever.

"Fred? What's going on?" asked Jesse.

"I'm afraid to say it, but it seems like it might not be as over as I thought." Fred hesitantly admitted. He couldn't believe it. After all that, the Formidi-Bomb didn't even work?

His fears were justified when the Command Block sunk back inside, and the Wither-Storm woke up. It gave a deafening roar, one out of pure rage.

"Romeo? Why did you have to lose that stupid thing!" Fred growled out as the Wither-Storm began to rise once more. He just stood there, shocked. If the Formidi-Bomb couldn't destroy it, what can? Was all hope lost?

And that wasn't even the worst part. As the sea of tentacles took it's flight in the sky again. Fred saw that it wasn't just one Wither-Storm any more.

There were three.

It struck him like a ton of bricks.

Ellegaard had died in vain.

Fred stood there, shocked and unmoving. He only turned around when Jesse called after him.

"C'mon, we've gotta get out of here!" Jesse exclaimed as he took off, Fred still standing there. "Fred, let's go!"

"I'm….. I'm so sorry, Jesse!"

Author's Notes: Okay, yes. I get it. It's short. Can you stop bugging me about it now?

And that's a wrap for Episode Three.

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Next Chapter will be the start of Episode Four. A Block and a Hard Place.