Gumball bravely began to wander the UFO, seeing all of the advanced technology and oddly colored lights that practically put him in a hypnotic trance just by looking at them, but he ignored them and continued on, seeing multiple aliens around which were just letting him walk by reluctantly, their tar black eyes with an expression that they wanted to attack him. Gumball kept his weapon at his side while he arrived to one big room on the ship. It was a large computer room with walls of unreadable text on the screen, and railings on the side with a high fall to the area below.
Gumball saw a tall alien with a red robe on and a metal like face that glared at him with his purple eyes. "Uh, hi, are you the ethereal?" Gumball greeted the tall alien. The ethereal slowly nodded in response. It tried speaking to him though the young feline didn't understand it at all. "Sorry, I don't know what you're saying. I'm here to offer my body to you if you'll leave," Gumball explained. "I'm more than aware of that…" the ethereal told him without moving his mouth at all. It was using telepathy to communicate since Gumball couldn't understand his language.
"So am I worthy enough to be your new vessel?" Gumball asked trying to practically act like a peasant to a king while putting his gun to the floor. The ethereal was glaring at him and scratching his chin, seeing the shoulder injury he had sustained. "I suppose I could do far worse for a body," the ethereal declared. He opened his robe, revealing a very weakened and rotten carcass of a body.
Five metal tentacles began coming from the back of the ethereal's head. "Prepare to become a being of higher intelligence than most life forms can even comprehend," he said. Gumball cringed as two of the tentacles dug into his shoulders and two dug into his legs while the last one stabbed into his chest. Gumball was screaming in agony while a purple energy began shooting through the tentacles.
Eventually, the weird purple energy stopped and the body of the ethereal fell over, the tentacles slipping out of Gumball. Gumball kept screaming. It felt like his mind was being blasted with dynamite. As he saw in the reflections of one of the many metal parts of the ship, one of his eyes was tar black. He was panting and coughing while trying to keep control. "How does it feel to be as strong as a space overlord?" the ethereal asked having literally put itself into his body. "L-like a monster! W-which is what I came to stop!" Gumball shouted. He reached for his handgun but the ethereal was trying to prevent him from doing it.
"I won't allow it! Your mind cannot be stronger than mine," the ethereal taunted. Gumball just growled, remembering what he had given up; his family, his girlfriend, and a lot of his life. He shakily grabbed the handgun and picked it up, aiming it at his own head. "One less burden to everyone's life…" he muttered. "No!" the ethereal's voice rang before Gumball squeezed the trigger. Gumball was shot in the head, his body slamming cold onto the floor, blood pouring out from the wound and beginning to pool around him. While Gumball was on the last second of his life, all he had done the past year as well as the heavy stress, was now finished. He had defeated the aliens' leader, the last thing he ever thought was a hope that it will not end poorly.
Suddenly the aliens on the UFO began snapping to their senses. Their tar black eyes changed to purple, yellow or green. They all were looking at each other confusedly, talking in their language and trying to grasp all what had occurred. They had all been controlled by the ethereal and were being forced to fight under its name. They began to get to work on getting the ship ready.
Ron was standing outside talking to one of the generals of the small army. They suddenly saw one of the thin men coming, and every soldier aimed at him and news reporter cameras focused on it. "Hold your fire," Ron ordered, seeing the odd approach. He walked up to the thin man. "What do you want?" he asked knowing that the thin men had no telekinetic powers whatsoever, but knew earth's language for a queer reason. "We thank you. Killed leader, we all mind washed for hundreds of years. He came to our planet promising to show us peace and prominence with other races. I just remember being injected with something and losing my mind before waking up," the thin man explained what had happened.
Ron knew what this meant. He sighed and nodded, now knowing about the grim reality that had occurred. "Get off our planet while we're peaceful, but bring us our friend's body," Ron told him. The thin man nodded and went back to the UFO.
Ron saw a few sectoids come back a while later, carrying a lifeless Gumball to Ron. He sighed while seeing the injuries he took and smiled. "Well kid, you did it," he said. He sighed as they spent the rest of the time, helping round up the last of the aliens and before long they saw the UFO take off, heading back towards the stars in a fast light. The hard battle that had been going on had ended, all thanks to Gumball Watterson. Thousands of aliens had been freed from the ethereal's control, and his heroic sacrifice will never be forgotten.
The End...