Chapter 27 - Druxy:

Author's Note:

And yet another one. We're getting closer and closer to the end, people. Are you ready? Yes? Alright, let's keep going then. Enjoy!

XXX

Masrani wasn't in his office. Gordon's eyes narrowed when he detected signs of a struggle. Scratches were put into the expensive mahogany desk. Several items had been clearly shifted around, as if they had been knocked off the desk and placed back in the wrong place.

But it was so obvious, Gordon knew that it was done intentionally. King was baiting him. He had taken Masrani captive, that was blatant, but where did he go? Gordon didn't have time to scour the entire building, and if King had his AED on, then there was no way Gordon could detect him.

Gordon's expression darkened as he pondered the most efficient way to look for King. It was at that moment he heard a radio crackle. He glanced around the room to see Masrani's radio laying on the floor, just to the left of the door.

It had clearly been placed there intentionally. Gordon walked over and picked up the fallen radio. He pressed the button down, "Where are you?" he hissed.

"No need to be rude, what's the fun in not telling you?" King's voice sounded on the other end. "And it's more of a question of when," he continued.

"When?" Gordon asked.

"Do you remember when you came to this island?" King ignored Gordon and went off on his own tangent. "I do, ironically the same time I was made InGen CEO."

"And your point is?"

"I felt that... since we missed each other's orientations, perhaps we could attend them now, together," Gordon could hear his sinister grin on the other side of the radio.

The radio went dead, Gordon dropped it to the ground. There was only one place orientation for new employees was held, in the main auditorium. Gordon sighed in annoyance, it was back on the first floor.

He made his way out of Masrani's office and back down the stairs. There was no doubt that there was some catch. King would be expecting him. Gordon had to be on his toes for potential traps.

Dr. Freeman finished descending the stairs and took the one path that neither he nor Hamada had taken. He hadn't been down this way in months. The hallway came to and end with two large double doors blocking the path.

He knew that there was a small room on the other side of the hallway before it lead out into the auditorium. He cast his mind into the room before him, but could not detect anything. Shaking his head, he opened the double doors and was met with a blinding light.

He shielded his eyes, he had not been expecting there to be this much light. Just as his eyes adjusted, he heard the tell-tale click of a gun against his head. Damn it, he cursed under his breath. On the other side of the small room stood King.

A smug grin was present on his face, "And thus I have caught the monster," he taunted. The man with the gun pressed it harder against the good doctor's head, forcing him to the ground.

"Where's Masrani?" Gordon asked, unconcerned about the gun to his head.

King waved his question off, "Not here, obviously." He approached Gordon slowly, seemingly savoring his victory. "This ending is boring, isn't it? I didn't think you'd fall right into the trap like this."

"You keep saying that. Don't tell me that all you care about is having a good time," Gordon hissed.

King grinned, "All my life I've been searching for distractions... you were the best distraction I've ever had, but now I don't even have you." He sighed and bent down on Gordon's level. "Because I've beaten you. And you know what? It was easy... it was easy." He chuckled quietly.

"So what? Are you just going to shoot me? I thought you said that I was not worth taking," Gordon argued.

"Now that's not quite true, I said that you were a sacrificial piece that lead into a trap. I never said that I wouldn't come back for you after I killed the king," King sighed.

"So you're just going to keep me alive until you've won... and then you'll destroy me?"

"Exactly," King grinned, standing up straight again. "How does it feel, knowing that you've lead your dear Saber to her doom?"

Gordon remained silent. "That's right, you don't know. You think Saber is the only Indominus in the world? Wrong. I have one too, but mine is bigger," he sang mockingly.

Gordon glared at King, but continued to give him the silent treatment. "I know that look. It's not going to work, you know. I know that you've released Dracul, do you think he can beat the much, much bigger Spino-Rex? You've lead him to his death too."

King threw his hands up, laughing, "All I have to do is kill the humans. Then it's over. Along with all of the innocent civilian lives lost, Jurassic World will fall, permanently." King continued laughing as he approached the door to the auditorium.

Masrani must be in there, Gordon realized, continuing to glare at King. "Do you remember the first time we met?" King asked, unconcerned with Gordon's glaring.

"It was only a few days ago, how could I forget?" Gordon growled.

"No, the first time. Well, I guess I can't expect you to remember that, it was a decade ago," King said. Gordon remained silent as he tried to recall what King was talking about. "Or perhaps you don't remember me, but rather my wife. She was the one to hire you, after all."

Gordon's eyes widened in understanding, "She was the dean of Cal-tech?"

"So you do remember. She was interested in your thesis, Dr. Freeman, so she hired you for the psychology department," King said.

"Then..."

"Do you really think your little... accident affected only those in the psychology department?" King said. He had turned completely serious, a dark scowl on his face.

"So I..."

"Yes, you did," King said, leaning down on Gordon's level again. "But I'm not angry about that. She left everything to me, and I used my newfound wealth to become the CEO of InGen."

He paused to grind his teeth together, "But you turned my daughter into a monster, Dr. Freeman." he hissed, standing again. He walked over to the door to the auditorium. He hesitated before opening the door, "And that's something I cannot forgive." And with that, he was gone.

Gods who no longer wish to be Gods don't become mortal, they become monsters.

"So that's what happened," Gordon mumbled to himself.

"Hmm?" the man holding the gun to his head said dumbly.

Gordon turned his head slightly to look up at the man before saying, "I'm not sorry." The man just blinked at him. In that briefest of moments, Gordon analyzed his situation.

Three men in total, one with a gun to my head, but his finger isn't on the trigger, one a meter and half to my left holding a shotgun but it isn't pointed at me, and the last guy is leaning up against the wall to the right of the door. He is fingering his holstered pistol, but he doesn't seem to be paying much attention, Gordon concluded the moment the man holding the gun to his head's eyes opened.

Gordon reacted faster than any normal human, grabbing the man's arm and twisting it to it no longer pointed at his head, rather at the shotgunner. The man holding the gun instinctively fired, not being fast enough to realize he was pointing at his ally.

The single shot ripped through the shotgunner's chest, causing him to drop his weapon and collapse onto the ground in immense pain. He didn't cry out, but he desperately tried to keep blood from pouring out of his wound. Blood still splattered the ground, painting it red.

Gordon stood in one smooth motion and pulled the man in front of him to act as a shield. The man standing next to the door had just pulled out his weapon and began firing at Gordon, but was unable to hit him, only hitting Gordon's now dead shield.

Once the man's clip was empty, Gordon wrenched the gun from his former shield's still warm, dead hands and fired a single shot into the other man's head. A small hole was left where the bullet entered and the man collapsed onto the ground. Gordon then let his former shield fall to the floor as well.

Dr. Freeman approached the fallen shotgunner slowly, leaning down so that he was on his level. To the man's credit, he was not weeping, but he was shaking terribly. Gordon thought for a moment before deciding, "King wanted me to escape. Otherwise he wouldn't have made it so easy."

The man just let out a groan, causing Gordon to shake his head. "See, chess doesn't prepare you for this. You can't say that a rook and three pawns flanked your knight, but he laid down suppressing fire and punched through anyways. You'd get disqualified if you tried that! Maybe I've been disqualified from reality," Gordon mumbled.

The man continued to tremble as Gordon put the gun against his head. And with a single shot, it was over. Sighing, Gordon stood and held onto the gun. He figured that he might need it. He walked up to the door to the auditorium, and prepared to release his full power.

XXX

Hamada made his way throughout the Innovation Center. He quickly and effectively eliminated every single InGen employee that he found. He was tired of all of this. He just wanted things to go back to the way they were.

When he was commander of ACU. He knew that it was King who had pushed for him to be removed. Probably because Hamada would never allow a single InGen soldier on Jurassic World's ACU, no matter what Masrani said.

Pump, fire. Pump, fire. Pump, fire. Over and over again. Hamada must've killed at least twenty people by now. The rhythmic feeling of using his shotgun was slowly hypnotizing him. He had a groove going, so much so that he nearly fired at someone that he recognized.

"Woah, woah, woah! Hold it!" the man said, dropping his weapon and holding his hands up. "Commander Hamada?" the man said, squinting as if he was struggling to recognize the man.

Hamada recognized this soldier, it was Dan. He slung his shotgun over his shoulder and said, "I'm no longer your commander."

"What are you doing here? I thought you were booted off the island," Dan asked.

Hamada tried to think of the best way to explain what was going on. Was it a good idea to let them in on what King was doing? "It's... classified. You just need to know that I'm helping the park. What are you doing here?" Hamada asked, narrowing his eyes.

Dan opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by someone yelling something while running down the hallway they were in. "Dan, Dan! I found dead bodies the terrorist-" a female ACU soldier said, running up to the duo, "Must... already... be... here... Commander Hamada?" she said.

Hamada looked at her, trying to remember if he had seen her before. "Ah, Rebi. Yeah, it's Hamada alright," Dan said.

Rebecca glared at Dan, causing him to flinch, "Don't call me that," she said coldly. She walked up beside Dan and addressed Hamada directly, "What are you doing here?"

"He's saving the park, apparently," Dan answered before Hamada could.

"Oh, are you hunting the terrorist too?"

Hamada raised an eyebrow, "What terrorist?"

"The one that's trying to blow up the Innovation Center. The same one that burned down the lab," Rebecca explained. Dan nodded, but didn't cut in.

"And who told you this?"

"Um... we got an anonymous tip about an imminent terrorist attack on the Innovation Center, so King and Masrani agreed to have ACU patrol the building looking for suspicious persons. That's why the Center was closed for today, despite the number of guests present," Dan explained.

Hamada sighed and said, "The only terrorist on this island is King. He's the one who burned down the labs, he's the one that's the threat to Jurassic World. He's lied to you. I've been killing all of his employees, he's already released the Spino-Rex and there's no doubt he's aiming to shut the park down."

Dan and Rebecca looked shocked, "Seriously?" they said at the same time.

"Affirmative. You need to find all of the real ACU soldiers and get them out of here, I'll take care of the rest." They did not hesitate to salute Hamada and immediately set off to complete their assignment.

At least I won't have to worry about targeting the wrong people, Hamada rationed before setting off again. This time he went towards the upper levels. Pump, fire. Pump, fire. Pump, fire. Again and again he repeated the same action, once again falling into a type of rhythm.

He made it to Claire's office. She was on the floor below Masrani, but she had her own little space. He had never been in Claire's office before. He heard a crash and immediately assumed the worst.

He threw the door open and his eyes widened when he saw what was going on. Claire was on the ground, bleeding from a cut on her arm. A tall man was looming over her, wielding a large knife. He looked poised to strike, so Hamada did the only thing he could.

He fired at the man. He knew it was risky, Claire could get hit, but was the only thing he could think of. Thankfully, Claire was not hit by the slug, but the tall man now had a baseball sized hole in his back. But he did not fall down.

Hamada narrowed his eyes when the tall man turned around slowly, brandishing his knife. He looked completely unperturbed by the hole in his back. Was he wearing a vest? Hamada couldn't be sure, so he pumped again and aimed for the tall man's head.

Except he found that he had nothing left to load into the gun. He was completely out of bullets. And the tall man was holding a knife. The tall man took one look at Hamada and forgot about Claire, approaching the now defenseless ex-commander. Hamada dropped the gun and raised his fists, he wasn't quite defenseless.

As the tall man approached, Hamada got a sense of how outclassed he really was. The Native American man was at least a foot and a half taller than him. Even without the knife, Hamada stood very little chance against the bear of a man.

The tall man wordlessly raised his weapon and prepared to strike and Hamada prepared to dodge out of the way. Just as the man was bring the knife down, something... happened. Hamada had no real words for what had happened, it was... something.

They both froze in their movements as something was released. Hamada had no idea what, and the tall man seemed to be just as petrified as he was. So terrified that the man dropped his knife and took a step back.

The air became heavy and breathing became difficult. Panic set in as Hamada took quick breaths to try and remain conscious. Claire seemed to be dealing with similar effects, her sobbing became more like choking.

The tall man gripped his head and collapsed to his knees, Hamada did the same. Whatever was happening, it was going to kill all of them. At least that's what Hamada thought until the buzzing panic in his mind cleared. He could feel his mind sharpening as something was released within his mind.

Information bolted through his mind faster than he thought he could comprehend, and yet, he understood perfectly. Air filled his lungs as he stood. It was an intense relief, one that the tall man didn't seem to be sharing.

He still knelt on the ground, clutching his head. Hamada clenched his fist and did the only thing he could. He threw a strong punch, connecting with the man's jaw. Whatever had happened, he felt faster, stronger, and more powerful than ever.

XXX

Saber stared as the Indominus stepped off of the ship. It's scales were darker than hers, but there was no doubt that it was another Indominus. The Raptors bounced nervously behind her as they surveyed the new threat.

Saber's confusion grew into excitement as she continued to stare at the Indominus. I'm not alone, the thought reverberated deep within her. She wondered if the new Indominus was male. Maybe...

No, she shook her head. This was her enemy. She couldn't let her bloodlust go just because she was fighting a familiar face. Perhaps she could at least try communicating with it. Maybe she could convince it to switch sides. Maybe Gordon would let it stay. Maybe...

"What is your name?" Saber called out to the other Indominus. There was no way Gordon would allow this other Indominus to stay. It was an enemy.

The other Indominus did not respond. Saber tilted her head in confusion, "What is your name?" she repeated. Perhaps it did not hear her. She didn't want to face the idea of it not being able to understand her... or refusing to talk to her.

Again the other Indominus remained silent. It shifted itself into what Saber assumed was an attack position. It is an enemy, Saber kept repeating to herself. It wanted to fight. It didn't want to talk.

Saber growled, "Fine then. If it's fight you want, it's fight you'll get!" With a roar, she rushed into combat. The other Indominus did the same. The first thing Saber noticed about the Indominus once she had gotten close enough, was that it was much bigger than she was. The slight panic that she felt almost made her lose immediately.

The other Indominus went straight for her throat, trying to end the fight in a single move. Thankfully, Saber caught the simple move and responded by smashing her head into the larger Indominus'. A loud clap echoed throughout the docks, but the only ones who were there to hear it was Saber, her pack, and her opponent.

Besides her opponent's massive size, was the shape of its jaws. Its jaws were slimmer than Saber's, they looked more like they were for fishing. And its teeth weren't quite as crooked and jagged, they were uniform. They curved inwards like large hooks. And its jaws weren't crooked like Saber's.

No matter how many times she begged Gordon to have someone look at her teeth, all of the dentists at Jurassic World refused. Her jaw ached constantly until she finished growing, by that point she had gotten used to her crooked jaw.

Cruel claws dug into her side. She had been distracted by observing her opponent and had paid the consequences. She roared in pain and retaliated in kind, scoring her claws down its side. Two things she became aware of at that moment.

Although her claws were longer and sharper, its were fairly short and looked dull, its skin was thicker. Her claws still tore through its armor, leaving blood to leak down its side. She didn't cut deep enough to be fatal, but at least it opened wounds for her pack to attack.

Speaking of her pack, the two behind her had leapt forward, attacking the other Indominus' legs, trying to get it to stumble. They were having a hell of a time trying to bite through its thick skin. Blue and Delta, the Raptors who had flanked the other Indominus and were waiting for the signal to attack, had spotted the open wound and knew where to attack.

Saber latched her jaws around the other Indominus' neck and bit down as hard as she could. She could taste the blood pouring from the new wound, but the other Indominus made no sounds of pain. Was she not hurting it?

The other Indominus looked up quickly, surprising Saber, and then wrenched its neck free. Turning hard, the other Indominus smacked Saber with its tail. Saber stumbled back with a yelp as the other Indominus, still ignoring the Raptors attached to its legs, rushed towards Saber.

Its jaws closed around her neck, and she could feel the pressure increasing quickly. But the wound only ached. The curved teeth, although firmly latched into her scales, weren't quite cutting deep enough to make her bleed. Saber snorted, the other Indominus had a much weaker bite force than she did.

She struggled, trying to free herself, but found her head thoroughly stuck. Growling obscenities to herself, she let out a loud bark signaling for Blue and Delta to attack. They burst from the brush, shrieking as they did, and jumped on the other Indominus' back.

Blue went right for the open wound, digging her claws in the wound and tried to open it further. Delta tried to find a foothold on the beast's back, but there were three strange ridges that made it difficult to hang on to. The ridges looked like mini sails, and were covered in spikes of various sizes, just like Saber's back.

The other Indominus continued to ignore the Raptors and focus solely on Saber. It twisted its jaws, grinding into Saber's flesh. Although she still wasn't bleeding, the grinding motion hurt like hell. She let out a wail, telling the Raptors to help her.

Charlie and Echo gave up attacking the legs and tried to find a place to latch onto the beast's neck. Meanwhile, Saber could feel something grab her jaws and clamp them shut. It was the other Indominus! It had grabbed her head and was starting to twist it the wrong way.

Saber panicked and started to thrash, hoping to delay the inevitable. Just before the sickening snap could be heard, Charlie leapt up onto the other Indominus' head and jammed her sickle claw into its eye.

The beast let out no sounds of pain, but its jaws did loosen in surprise. Taking the opportunity, Saber broke free from its grasp and rammed the beast as hard as she could, causing it to stumble. She locked her jaws once more around the other Indominus' throat and bit down as hard as she could.

Blood seeped from the wound as the other Indominus struggled to free itself. She managed to force the beast down onto the ground as she shook her head, tearing free the flesh from its neck. Panting heavily, she stared at the Indominus as it spasmed and went still.

Thankfully, none of her pack had been harmed when she forced the beast to the ground. They looked pleased with themselves, without them, Saber would've surely failed. Chittering to her pack, she ordered them to follow her. She was going to go back and help Dr. Freeman.

She turned and began to make her way away from the docks, her job finished. She had won without taking any major damage. She was quite proud of herself, actually. Just as she was about to leave the docking area, she felt something grab a hold of her leg.

Impossible! Saber thought as she turned her head to see the still alive Indominus Rex gripping her leg in its jaws. She swore to herself when it pulled back violently, sending her tumbling to the ground.

She landed hard on her side, so hard that she could swear she heard one of her ribs crack. I can't breath! She realized, starting to panic again. He leg was heavily injured and one of her ribs was definitely broken.

The Raptors screeched in outrage, attacking the other Indominus. But it was ready for them. It no longer saw them as annoyances, they were now the beings that kept it from making a clean kill. The Raptors darted around the monster, trying to confuse it, but it failed completely.

Swinging its tail, Delta was smacked into a tree so hard that she passed out. Jaws closed around Echo, squeezing hard until there was a pop and the Raptor moved no more. Cruel claws slashed at Charlie, sending her sprawling onto the pavement on her side, unable to get up.

Blue snarled at the Indominus and flanked it, searching for the wound again. But the Indominus was prepared for that, as it turned to meet Blue head on. It grabbed Blue in its jaws and threw her as hard as it could. Blue tumbled across the blacktop and laid still.

Snorting to itself, the other Indominus approached Saber to finish her off. It crawled over top of her and once again grabbed her neck, preparing to snap it. Saber struggled to release herself, but without the Raptors, she couldn't do much. I can't breath, she kept repeating again and again.

Is this how I die? She thought to herself. After all she had been through, she meets her end, not by the cruel hand of men or the overbearing void of loneliness or even the eventual price all beings paid, but by the claws and jaws of some faux Indominus.

She had realized it too late. The Indominus she saw was a mere imitation. A fake. It had clearly been crossed with a Spinosaurus, and artificially grown. It was nowhere near as intelligent as she was, as if it was just a puppet. Even its eyes weren't quite crimson like hers, they were a deep blood color, as if they were violence personified.

Just as Saber was about to give in, something happened. She had no idea what it was, but it was powerful. It clearly shocked the other Indominus as it let go and took a few steps backwards in fear. A vicious grin presented itself when Saber understood what this something was.

It was a great sea of alpha waves. Immense and heavy, large enough to encompass the entirety of the island. It felt alien, it felt unreal, it felt familiar to Saber. She knew of only one being that could produce alpha waves on a level even above her own, several, several times the amount and quality she could ever produce.

It was Dr. Freeman... he had released his true strength. Something that Saber knew that he hesitated to do. His mere presence was enough to fell even humans when he released his full strength. Even from this far away, he could kill her, the other Indominus, all of the Raptors, the man in the black suit, and even the little psychic girl all at once.

He was a monster above all others. Even above her and this abomination before her. Above King and everyone else. Dr. Freeman is, for lack of a better term... a demon in disguise. And she had never truly understood it until now.

She deluded herself in believing that she could handle his full strength, when in actuality, he had been able to force her to the ground with only a tenth of his maximum power. Now that he released his restraints, he would be unstoppable. But it came with its setbacks.

For one thing, nothing smaller than a large dog could be anywhere within range of his power, lest they die immediately. And she knew that he was hyper sensitive to each death around him. She wondered if the screaming boxes would be able to contain that much power. She doubted it.

I wonder what made him decide to fight for real? Saber pondered as she stood. She staggered, but did not fall. She lunged at her foe, deciding that she was done dancing this dance. If the good doctor was going to fight for real, so would she.

XXX

King chuckled to himself as he approached the stage in the auditorium. Masrani sat in a chair in the center of the stage. King had the decency not to tie the man up, but there were two guards armed with shotguns on both sides of Masrani.

King waved his hand and a large projector screen descended from the above the stage. King made his way onto the stage and stopped in front of Masrani. "Well, what do you think?" he said, raising his arms and gesturing to nothing in particular.

"What am I supposed to think?" Masrani said calmly. He had no idea why King had taken him from his office, lead him down to the auditorium, sat him in a chair, and pointed guns at his head.

"Of this little set up. It's brilliant, isn't it?"

Masrani stared at the clearly delusional King, before saying, "What's going on? Why am I being held hostage?"

King sighed, "That's right. You're not in the loop. Well, it'd be no fun if you had no idea what this was all for." King grabbed a spare chair near the front of the stage and swung it around so that its back was facing Masrani. He grinned as he sat down.

"What am I doing? I'm destroying Jurassic World. Why are you being held hostage? Because you must die. You are one of the many pieces that makes up the king," King explained.

Masrani's eyes widened, "What?" he started to panic.

"But you aren't going to die yet. I have a show to put on first, one that I think you will like. We're just waiting on one very important viewer. Tell me, Masrani, what do you think of Dr. Freeman?" King asked.

Masrani thought for a moment, "He's a good employee, he really cares for the Indominus." In truth, Masrani didn't get to speak much with the good doctor. Besides knowing that he played piano, Masrani knew next to nothing about the man.

"I had a feeling that you would say that. You found him during an excursion to Germany, correct?" King did not wait for Masrani's response. "Did you ever wonder what he was doing there? He told you that he was a professor at Cal-tech and that he got his degrees from Harvard, so why was he in Germany?"

Masrani thought for a moment, "I don't know."

"He was running from something, something terrible that he once did," King explained. "He wears the guise of a man, but I never thought of him as one, or even as a psychic, for that matter. He is king and castle both."

Psychic? Masrani thought. "Ah, he never told you about that, did he?" King grinned. Masrani shook his head. He had no idea Dr. Freeman was harboring such a secret.

"How do you know all of this?" Masrani asked.

"Because I have been pursuing him for so long. I am the thing he runs from, I am the truth. What cost, victory? What ploy will leave him in the dust? These thoughts run through my mind every waking moment... thoughts of him even invade my dreams leaving me crying out for bloodshed!" King laughed maniacally. "And now, at long last, our war has dawned!"

"You're just a monster," Masrani snarled. He stood up and prepared to walk away from the clearly insane King, but a single shot fired into the air had him sitting back down.

"Monster? You think me to be a monster? Perhaps... perhaps I am a monster," King mused. "But how do you think I became like this? How about I tell you the story of how I became such a monster."

Masrani glared at King, but he ignored the man and launched into a spiel that he had clearly rehearsed before, "I remember hunting down a monster. You lack vision, it said. So I sought more eyes to find it. You shall never catch me, it taunted. So I found more hands to grasp it. I no longer hear you, it whispered. So I took more mouths to scream with. It was silent. So I stole more ears to listen. Then I found it, and used all of my teeth to kill it. After, I remember being hunted like a monster. You lack vision, I said, and used all my legs to run."

Masrani stared blankly at King, not quite understanding what he was talking about. King frowned and looked extremely disappointed, "He would understand if I told him," he sighed. The grin returned to his face as he stood and moved the chair to the side again.

"Telepathy is brilliant! It allows you to quaff another's memories like a vintage ice wine and steal everything that defines them. Mein Herz, meine seele, mein leben, they belong to me. Sharing one's life with another, and they with you, to lose the borders of oneself in the great sanguine sea! To gain by losing, what a delicious irony! It is the bliss of acquiescence... it is the bliss of... surrender," King claimed.

He turned around so that his back was to Masrani and faced the door just as it opened. "You are ruin, made flesh, made beautiful. You are loved, so I despise you! That's why you are my foe, my dazzling doctor. You are a thing most precious: a worthy opponent."

Dr. Freeman entered the room with an unimpressed look on his face. He stared at King and looked behind him to see Masrani sitting down with two guns against his head. "It took you three and a half minutes to free yourself. I'm disappointed, you nearly missed the show," King grinned.

King waved his hand again and the projector screen lit up. Saber! Gordon recognized the Indominus on the screen. There was a hidden camera observing the docks, and the fight between the two Indomini were about to begin.

The two goliaths collided into each other, the Raptors giving as much help as they could. "Yes, your precious Saber and my own Indominus, fighting to the death. Sit, stay awhile," King laughed.

Gordon let a snarl pass his lips as he raised his gun to point it at King. King only grinned and gestured to Masrani, "Put the gun down unless you want him to lose his head." Gordon growled, but lowered his weapon.

"Oh, look at that. You fight for more than just her. You've been lying to yourself, Dr. Freeman. You find this place as much as your home as it is hers," King taunted. He turned to watch the screen. They all heard the loud clap as the Indomini slammed their heads together.

Gordon smirked viciously as Saber tore the other Indominus' throat out. The larger beast toppled to the ground and Saber began to walk away. "Well look at that, it would seem as if mine is stronger," Gordon noted.

King snorted, "Hardly. What you see there is little more than a puppet. It cannot be killed by blood loss... you'll have to destroy its brain." As the words left his mouth, the other Indominus leapt from the ground and latched onto Saber's leg.

Gordon watched, panic rising, as each Raptor was seemingly killed and the other Indominus had its jaws around Saber. King smirked and turned to Masrani, "He'll have no choice but to release his final restrictions and let loose his true strength. At last, he'll stand alone atop the battlements!"

Gordon dropped the gun completely, his pupils shrunk as he licked his lips. "True strength, huh?" The atmosphere quickly began to change. It grew heavy as if they were all thrust to the bottom of the ocean.

Being this close to the good doctor as he released his true strength was suicidal. They were plunged into an abyss as Gordon's presence grew not only stronger, but larger as well. In a single second, he had consumed the entire Innovation Center with his consciousness, and he continued towards consuming the entire island.

His glasses started to crack from the sheer force of the alpha waves emitting from his body. They soon shattered and fell to the ground, they weren't needed anymore. Gordon felt as his mind expanded to its fullest. It had been over five years since he had let himself go like this.

He felt creatures of different sizes drop dead by just being within his bubble of power. Every single baby animal in the petting zoo dropped to the ground, never to move again. Gordon ignored those deaths and focused his full power instead on King. The screen crackled just as Saber stood up and shorted out not a second later. The two guards next to Masrani started to leak blood from every orifice as they collapsed to the ground, dead.

Gordon slowly and deliberately walked towards King, his full being bearing down on the man. "The AED is having no effect on you anymore, is it?" King managed to sputter out as he was forced to the ground. Despite his current predicament, he was grinning like a madman.

Gordon's eyes began to bleed from the AED and his full strength, but besides that he seemed to be ignoring the small shrieking box. The AED was the only reason King wasn't dying. But Gordon didn't want King to die.

He only wanted to force the man to submit. Then he would be forced to end this petty war. Gordon glanced at Masrani, who had fallen out of his chair from the sheer force of Gordon's alpha waves.

He looked absolutely terrified by the good doctor. And for good reason. Without his glasses, Gordon's violet eyes were like intense blazing stars that blinded those who stared for too long. It did not take long for Masrani to pass out.

Gordon leaned down and pulled the AED out of King's pocket. He was still conscious, but he was grinning like a maniac. Like he knew this was going to happen. The good doctor crushed the AED in his hands and grabbed King by the neck, hauling him to his feet.

"Don't you see? You can never compete with me," Gordon hissed in King's ear.

"I... wouldn't be so sure about that," King choked out before he lost consciousness. His eyes rolled back into his head and he went limp in Gordon's grip. Grumbling to himself, Gordon slung King over his shoulder.

He didn't bother to but a damper on his power. He was still in control and hadn't killed any people he didn't want to. He was fully aware of all the animals that had died because of him, and he knew there was nothing he could do about it. Besides, he had a feeling that he would need his full strength to interrogate King.

Or torture, whichever he preferred to call it. But he was going to torture King until he ended the war. And then he was going to kill the vile little man. Dr. Freeman... had won.

XXX

And here we go, yet another one! I really enjoyed writing this one. So much fun... but we all know that the war isn't over until King says it is. Gordon may have captured the king, but is it enough? Saber is still fighting the other Indominus and Hamada is still fighting the tall Native American man. How will those fights end? And, of course, has Gordon really won? All that and more next time, so stay tuned!