Dane ran up the street just as the burned apartment building came crashing down. She saw Caine emerge and walked over.
"I was wondering where you went," he smiled, but it faltered when he noticed her closely. Her eyes were bloodshot and green and she wore a look of pure evil. "What the hell happened to you?"
Dane just smiled. "I'm fine. Is Sam dead?"
Caine didn't answer. He just stared, trying to figure out why she was different. "Where's Drake?"
Just as he asked, the crack of a whip shot through the air. They turned to see Drake fighting Orc, who was now a giant monster that seemed to be made out of rock.
"Go help him," Caine ordered and Dane took off to Drake's aid. He turned around to see a green/white light burn through the rubble of the building. "No," he breathed.
Dane was almost to Drake when she noticed Astrid walking out of the chapel. With a smile she sauntered over. Astrid stared at her with wide eyes, frozen in fear. She felt her feet leave the ground and she shrieked in terror as she levitated 20 feet in the air.
"Where's your hero now, Blondie?" Dane taunted.
"Sam!" she yelled, making Dane laugh.
"He's gone now. See that pile of bricks over there? Use your genius brain and guess who's laying underneath."
"Guess again, Dane." Dane whirled around to the sound of Sam's voice, dropping Astrid onto the front steps.
"Come on, Sam," Caine smiled as he walked up behind Sam. "She just wants to play."
Dane grinned and walked over to a limp Astrid.
"Stay away from her," Sam warned.
"Or what, Sam?" Dane snapped. "You going to blast me? Now, I seem to recall that you tried to kill Drake and now he's alive and well. You took something from someone I love. Now it's my turn. An arm for an arm, Sam." She squatted next to Astrid and grabbed her right arm.
"What are you doing?" Astrid whimpered, her whole body shaking.
"I'm sorry," Dane whispered, her voice no longer menacing. Astrid noticed that her now green eyes flashed to blue for a second before flashing back to green again. The evil grin was back and the grip around Astrid tightened.
"No," Astrid pleaded.
"Yes," Dane growled. The Dane winced and shook her head, her green eyes once again flashing to blue. "Help me," she moaned as she let go and clenched her hands to fists. She curled into a ball on the ground.
Leave me alone, she pleaded to the voice.
No. You won't kill. Someone needs to get the job done.
Why does everyone need to die?
Earth must die.
Dane heard the click of a safety and opened her eyes, staring into the barrel held by Quinn in a shaky hand. She sat up and grabbed the barrel, pulling it closer until it was pressed against her forehead. "Do it," she pleaded, tears in her eyes.
Quinn closed his eyes and looked away as his finger moved to the trigger. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the flash erupt from the muzzle before exploding into her head. She winced when she heard a loud BANG!