As the B-2 Bomber flew higher and higher into the air, Mavis began to grow more and more worried about Johnny. He was breathing, and his pulse was there, but that was little comfort to Mavis. She needed him to be awake by the time they reached the coordinates.

According to Gerschiv, the coordinates would lead them to a remote island off the coast of Antarctica. He seemed nervous about how could it would be, but Mavis didn't think much about it. She was fine with the cold, being a vampire.

If Mavis wasn't watching over Johnny, she was reading the notes they had stolen from the Air Force Base. It was mostly on random crap that she either didn't understand, or didn't seem possible due to the technological power needed to create the items.

Finally, as the B-2 flew over the East Coast, Johnny coughed, and began to try to get up, muttering words, "Ugh...what happened…?"

Mavis dropped the notes she was reading and reappeared right next to Johnny, "Johnny, calm it, sit down, we're going to where they're holding the weapon."

Johnny stared at her as if she was a ghost, "How long has it been?" he asked, "and what happened?"

Mavis sighed and sat down next to him, "Well, this is gonna be a long story, but hear me out…"

Mavis began to tell Johnny about what happened. How he got knocked out when the plane crash landed, how Mavis had used telekinesis to levitate him the entire way, and how they had managed to still infiltrate the military base, while killing off pretty much everyone there. She left out the part when she forgot Johnny, not wanting to remember that.

Johnny slumped back down, wincing as he felt the knife wound on his thigh, "So now we're flying the most advanced stealth bomber the US military has to Antarctica?"

"Pretty much, yeah." said Gerschiv from the pilot's seat, "But I was thinking, this is a bomber. Couldn't we just drop a buncha bombs on them?"

"That's what I was thinking," said Johnny, "But do we know how to?"

"Nope," replied Gerschiv, "But your girl certainly knows how to tell the bomber what to do, maybe she can do something about it."

Mavis blushed, "I can try…"

Johnny looked at his knife wound, then grabbed the duffel bag that Mavis and Gerschiv had stolen from the base and rifled through it, until-

"Ha, I knew they would have one of these." said Johnny, holding up a first-aid kit. He cracked it open, and grabbed the biggest band aid he could find and covered up the wound.

Mavis sighed, "I'm sorry that I couldn't help...you always treated me whenever I got wounded…"

Johnny looked shocked, "What? No, Mavis, don't feel guilty about that! It isn't your fault anyways…"

"So we're tracking their little bomber?" asked the man behind the desk, "They've taken the bait?"

General Clecius nodded, "Yes sir, we believe they will reach this location in no less than four hours."

"Good. I am looking forward to their visit. And the weapon?"

"It's ready to fire, sir. Our engineers managed to program it to recharge faster." said General Clecius.

"Very well. We will wait for their arrival. Prepare the weapon." said the man behind the desk, "Target Transylvania."

As they were flying over the Atlantic Ocean, Mavis walked to the back, where Johnny was leaning against the wall. He smiled when he saw her, "I always forget how beautiful you really are, you know, with everything that's happening…"

Mavis blushed, "Don't flatter me, I thought you were dead an hour ago."

The two of them kissed, then Johnny, trying to break the silence, said, "Do you think anyone out there is on our side anymore? Apart from Gerschiv?"

Mavis shrugged, "Probably. They're just too scared to act up. Why'd You ask?"

"I don't know...I just want to believe that someone out there supports us." said Johnny sadly, "And then there was the fact that I was completely useless during an infiltration of a nuclear silo-"

"Johnny!" Mavis punched his arm, "Don't say that, it's not your fault the stupid plane decided to knock you out…"

Johnny laughed softly, "Yeah…"

Out from the front, Gerschiv yelled back at them, "Oi, you two should get some sleep, I've set the plane to autopilot and we're gonna reach the facility in four hours."

"Alright, Gerschiv." called Mavis, then smiled to Johnny, snuggling up next to him. Johnny groaned, "The last thing I want to do is sleep…" he muttered, but eventually also felt his eyes closing…

A few hours later, Mavis opened her eyes to a loud beeping sound.

"Augh...wha-" she muttered, pushing herself up. In the cockpit, Gerschiv also woke up, "Ugh...oh it's just my alarm…" he murmured, turning off the alarm on his watch, "I made it ring when we were fifteen minutes out."

Johnny also opened his eyes, groaning and getting up, "Next time, tell us that you set an alarm," he muttered, "I thought that was a time bomb or something."

Gerschiv grinned, "Of course."

Below them, the South Atlantic Ocean was still stretching on. Gerschiv, Johnny, and Mavis watched the horizon, until-

"There!" yelled Gerschiv, pointing. Ahead of them, a desolate-looking island loomed out of the ocean. In the center, there was a little valley, with two peaks on each side of the island. And sure enough, in the valley, there was a low-standing compound, with a hangar bay on the sides of one of the peaks.

"Alright, I'm taking over the autopilot." said Gerschiv, grabbing the throttle and bringing the B-2 up to a height of 80,000 feet. By now, they could see the curvature of the earth easily. "Mavis, dya think you can tell the B-2 to drop the bombs when I tell you?" asked Gerschiv, guiding the B-2 towards the compound.

Mavis nodded, "I can try." she said nervously.

"Alright." said Gerschiv. The B-2 was now only a few seconds away from the compound, and Gerschiv slowly began counting, watching the monitor to his side, which showed what was directly below the B-2.

"Five...four...three….two….one, NOW!" yelled Gerschiv.

Mavis concentrated as hard as she could, DROP BOMBS was the only thing she thought. There was a hissing noise, as the bomb bay doors opened, and the sound of dozens of bombs dropping onto the base.

A few seconds later, the sound of explosions filled the air, and the display screen temporarily went white with all the flashes of light that were filling the screen. Gerschiv whooped, and Mavis grinned, telekinetically closing the bomb bay doors. Johnny, however, wasn't so convinced. After the explosions stopped, he looked at the display, and saw...a perfectly intact base.

"What the…" murmured Gerschiv, his smile fading immediately, "We didn't miss, did we?"

"We couldn't have…" murmured Mavis, "No, they must have some sort of thing preventing the bombs from reaching the base. Like...a shield or something."

Johnny was the first one to point out the real problem, "Well, uh, now they know we're-"

Finally, you've arrived.

The voice came onto an intercom that was installed onto the B-2. Gerschiv jerked the throttle, but the plane began to descend, "They've got remote control of the B-2!" he yelled, panicking.

It was a bold move, I will admit. But now, you've lost.

Mavis tried to telekinetically stop the B-2, but the B-2 wasn't listening to her anymore. The altitude indicator dipped below 20,000 feet.

And now, I will have what I truly want…

The B-2 dipped below 1,000 feet, and headed straight for one of the hangars. The hangar door opened without hesitation, and behind it, the three of them saw at least a hundred soldiers, along with tanks, humvees, and what looked like black-robed guards carrying spears. Johnny grabbed his two doom blades, still wincing at his knife wound, and Gerschiv grabbed his gravity hammer.

"When they open the doors, we charge. Understand?" asked Mavis, "We cannot go down without a fight."

Gerschiv and Johnny both nodded, both looking nervous but ready. There was a hissing noise, as the B-2 opened its back doors, then-

BOOM. Mavis vanished as she went supersonic, killing twenty soldiers in the time span of a millisecond, then running up a wall and using her telekinesis to throw the soldiers around. Johnny activated both doom blades and ran out. Whenever a bullet came near him, something installed in the doom blade forced his hand to move and block the bullet, so he was safe. He quickly skewered a few soldiers, before one of the black-robed guards activated an energy blade and began duelling him, both ruthlessly trying to kill the other. Gerschiv jumped out and used his gravity hammer to knock back an entire column of enemy soldiers, then ran behind a wall as bullets began to fly his way, before-

"Augh!"

A blue net, seemingly made out of glowing blue energy, flew out of nowhere and hit Mavis, tangling her up in it. Something about the net seemed to negate her vampire abilities, and she was helpless to fight against it.

Johnny, seeing Mavis trapped, with the guards closing in on her, didn't hesitate. He chopped off the guard's head with a strong swipe, then ran to Mavis's defense. He tried to get her out of the net, but whenever he touched it, it sent some sort of electrical current into his body. So he turned back to the soldiers, who were still running at Mavis, and swiped his blade it a large arc, driving them back.

"STAY BACK! Nobody touches her." he yelled.

The soldiers stood there, guns leveled at his face, but not firing, knowing that the doom blade would deflect their bullets.

"How touching…" a voice said. Mavis stopped struggling against the net, and Johnny watched as the soldiers parted, making way for a man. He had a scarred face, and by his side was George, looking tired and weary as ever, carrying a gun.

Johnny leveled his blade, not blinking an eye, "You must be the rumored supreme leader."

The scarred man laughed, "How intuitive...you amuse me, Johnny. Did you truly believe that stealing a B-2 bomber would not go unnoticed?"

Johnny shrugged, "We've done worse."

"How very confident you are. Whatever. Johnny, lay down your arms, and nobody has to get hurt." said the scarred man.

Johnny looked at him as if he were crazy, "You must really think I'm stupid if you think I'll actually do that."

The man smiled cruelly, "Oh, I do think you'll do that. After you see what will happen to your wife if you don't…"

With that, the man took out a remote from his belt. It had a red button in the center. He pressed it once, and Mavis screamed with pain as electricity coursed through the net, making her shake uncontrollably. The man pressed the button again, and more electricity flew through Mavis's body, resulting in even more pain and agony.

Johnny was helpless but to watch, as he couldn't touch the net.

"One more shock and your wife will be dead," Said the man triumphantly, "hopefully you choose the right decision now."

Johnny, glaring at the man, dropped his doom blades. What he didn't notice was Gerschiv, who was silently sneaking around the wall he had been hiding in, and was right behind the man now.

"Good," Said the man, "Now, let us-"

WHAM

Gerschiv flew out of nowhere, slamming the gravity hammer at the man, sending him flying thirty meters back into a wall. The remote was cracked and broken.

Immediately, the blue aura around the net went away. Johnny grabbed his doomblades at just the right moment, cutting through two guards and running to the net, pulling Mavis's barely-conscious form out from it.

Johnny grabbed Mavis by the waist, helping her up and pulling her until she was at the B-2. When she was safely in the cockpit, Johnny ran out with his doom blades to help Gerschiv when he saw the situation he was in.

Gerschiv, although landing a successful hit on the supreme leader, was quickly being overwhelmed. He already had two bullet wounds on his stomach and another one on his leg, without any cover at all. Even so, he still fought ferociously, knocking down soldier after soldier until finally, a black-robe guard stabbed him in the back. Gershiv's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground.

Then the soldiers and guards turned towards Johnny.

Without even trying to fight, Johnny ran back into the B-2, where Mavis was still sitting there, trying to stay conscious.

"Mavis, please, help me start the engine," begged Johnny, "come on, you can do it."

Mavis concentrated, trying to start the engine. The effort involved was enormous for her, but finally, there was a whirring noise, and the engine started. Mavis slumped over, unconscious, at that moment.

Johnny grabbed the throttle and pushed forwards, causing the B-2 to accelerate, and finally take off. Behind them, anti-aircraft fire sprayed the air, but thanks to the B-2's stealth systems, they were soon pretty much invisible to the facility's targeting mechanisms.

Johnny didn't relax until after they were 80,000 feet up. He set autopilot to a remote location in North Dakota, where he was relatively certain nobody would search for them there. Johnny didn't want to admit it, but the supreme leader won this time.