Dylon lies in the deepest, darkest part of the building, quiet, alone, helpless. He seems calm, but inside his mind, he fought for his sanity. The world he saw was nothing but darkness, the dead ruled and the living suffered. It's as if the world hung from a noose, getting tighter and tighter, yet not enough to kill the entire thing. He stands in the center of it all, trapped and unable to do anything, except to watch it all die. Tears ran down his eyes, nothing felt right, only pain ruled. Just as it seemed it couldn't get worse, it does.

He hears Deborah's calls for help in the distance. He shoots up and sees her and the children, now only a few feet away. He stretches down his hands to get them. Suddenly, the ground under them gives out. They fall into what looks like a bottomless pit, only to be revealed as the gaping maw of Apocalypse. He devours them, crunches their bodies to nothing. Dylon was in shock, his mind soon perished, his will broken.

On the outside, it was silent. Until his body shoots up and he lets out a haunting scream of pain. His eyes turn bloodshot red. He holds his fist so tight that his nails dig into his palms and cause them to bleed. The body arches back and forth, mutating. Limbs sprout around him, his body being destroyed and reformed, growing in size. Everything around him gives out, nothing could support his new body. It happens, he breaks out of the entire structure, destroying it, bringing it down to the ground. The dust clears and what's left is him. His body reaches unimaginable size, near that of Apocalypse. Wings, light that of bats, shot out of his back. His new tail, scaled and spiked, looks deadly on its own. His head elongates and grows massive horns. A single eye, showing great anger, sat on top of his head. In so many ways, he became a powerful dragon-like creature. His limits have been reached.

All around him, everyone could see for what he has become. The creatures themselves even stop and look on at the monster before them. The entire fight comes to a stand still, until his anger is let loose. He charges at Apocalypse's head, digging his teeth and claws into it. Apocalypse lets out a deafening scream of pain as the force of impact flings its body to one side. It uses its legs to stab at Dylon, but to no avail. It faces a creature, brought out by pain and dread, wanting nothing more than to kill it.

He tackles Apocalypse again, forcing it towards the ocean away from the city. Deep down, Dylon still has some control. On the top, Jacob takes the chance and jumps onto Dylon, landing on his tail. On it, he sees an eye before him. At first he's shocked, but then sees it and the tail moving him away. It places him on the ground and shoots back at Apocalypse, skewering it. "Dylon," he mutters quietly.

Back at the Crusher, Deborah sits in her bunk with her children. Suddenly, she feels a powerful force in her. Her children look at her. Maya come up saying "is Daddy alright?"

At that moment, she knows something was wrong, and her children feel it too. Dimitri, sleeping on the bed, begins to wake up and cry. Deborah picks him up and tries to comfort him. "Shh shh, it's okay, mommy's here."

A Ganado hears the commotion and comes by the room. Deborah turns to him. "Tell them to turn the ship around. Something's wrong."

Without hesitating, he leaves to tell the captain to turn the ship around.

In the sky, storm clouds begin to gather, growing larger and larger, somehow following them. Alex comes to Deborah at that moment. "What are you doing? We can't fight."

"It's not that, it's Dylon. Something's wrong."

"I don't understand, what do you…"

Deborah stops her. "Quiet, just… can you feel that?"

Alex was silent, trying to feel out what Deborah feels. It soon comes to her. "I… don't… understand. What is this?"

"I can't say for certain, but Dylon needs us."

"Daddy in trouble?" Maya asks.

"...I hope not." Deborah replies.

The conflict escalates, growing more and more destructive. Dylon has managed to drag Apocalypse back into the water before losing his grip. In that moment, Apocalypse bites back. Dylon tries to dodge, but is unsuccessful. Apocalypse planned to clamp onto his throat, instead, biting onto his arm. Dylon roars in pain, the cries stretching for miles. The bite nearly severs his arm. In desperation, he pulls away, enlarging the wound to the point of severing his arm. He manages to use his tail and digs it into the giant eye of Apocalypse.

As he pulls it away, the gash causes the eye to collapse on itself. What's left is an empty socket. Apocalypse attempts to regenerate, only to have Dylon dig his working hand into his mouth. He grabs onto something inside his mouth and forcefully starts ripping it out. He doesn't attempt to pull it out, instead, he eviscerated Apocalypse, tearing its body in half, causing most of its inside to fall to the water. What he grips is a strange, tumor riddled organ. Apocalypse, still breathing, goes ballistic and thrusts all his legs into Dylon's stomach. They tear at the flesh, doing the same to him as he did to it moments ago. However, this would be a different outcome.

With his body beyond the point of healing, Dylon suddenly begins to change. The creature he became begins to dissolve, reverting to a sickly green state before dissolving. In all this mess, his body is seen, encased in a cocoon like substance. His body is released and falls to the ground, landing in the water. As for Apocalypse, it writhes in pain, having used every ounce of its strength to destroy Dylon's mutated form. The gases produced by the dissolving mass of flesh hides the ending of this conflict. Everyone inside the city stare on, awaiting to see the outcome.

In the distance, the Crusher can be seen, trailed by storm clouds, which now hover over the entire city. However, as Deborah stands on the deck, she gives no care to them, only wanting to see Dylon safe. The Crusher comes closer, and closer, now only a hundred feet away. Suddenly, Deborah sees Dylon, floating in the water. She screams for the Ganados to pull him aboard, which they did. He lays on the deck, badly injured, but alive. Deborah kneels next to him, holding Dimitri in her arms as he cries. Dylon wakes up and hears his cries. He looks up to see Deborah was crying too. He struggles to raise his hand to wipe away the tears.

The clouds soon start to pour. The rain soaks everything it hit. Dylon turns his focus to Dimitri. "Hey… it's alright… Daddy is… okay."

Dimitri continues to cry. Dylon hopes he could calm down. Suddenly, he notices Deborah staring towards the shore. He struggles to turn and now shares her terror. Apocalypse lives, barely, dragging what's left of its body towards them. The tumoral organ Dylon ripped out into the open hung on. It has only a single leg dragging its still titanic form. The Ganados give it all they could, using the cannons, turrets, everything. But, none of it slowed it down. Dimitri opens his eyes and sees the creature before them. Now raising his claw to strike them down. Suddenly, Dimitri, with all the small in his small body, he let out the loudest cry he could, and in an instant, it comes. The clouds shoot down an enormous lightning bolt, striking down upon Apocalypse's hanging organ. Its body surges with static as it lets out a deafening cry. Parts of it body begin to collapse, all before it finally succumbs to its wounds.

It now lays motionless, all that's left of a global threat now lies dead in the water. Moments later, the clouds dissipate. Dimitri stops crying, and Dylon and Deborah look upon him in shock. Everyone in the city saw what happened. With Chris' team, Piers and Lisa rejoined. He turns to Piers. "Long shot but… did you do that."

"Good guess, but no. I could never do that."

"Then what, or who, did?"


Dylon lies in bed in one of the ship's rooms. Deborah sits next to him in peace. Their children huddled around them, happy to see their father is alright. Raph comes up to him. "DADDY, DADDY, WHAT HAPPENED?! THE MONSTER GO BOOM!"

Maya joins in. "YEAH, Daddy make the monster go, POW, POW, BOOM."

Theo stares at him, hoping to hear a response. And Dimitri falls asleep, as if he was out of energy. Deborah looks to him in her arms, then to Dylon. He gives her a look that said "We'll figure this out later."

All his muscles ache, even blinking was a challenge. But, he's glad to finally be able to rest. In the city, the commotion is over. All the creatures lay dead, without a master, they're just piles of meat. Now comes the part which everyone feared for, the truth, no more fighting, no more conflict, now comes the truth.


It has been a few months now, the events that unfolded because of this were uncertain at first. But now it's all clear, with no worries. Entity has been placed on the government's top priority list, thousands of illegal and world threatening experiments have been stopped. However, Verden and a handful of scientists have escaped, reduced to the same place as Umbrella was, but there's no telling what resources they still keep. As for Dylon, his life has changed for the better. He may have lost the secluded life from before, but he finds his new one more pleasant. His island and the parts of Rural Europe Jacob and the Ganados call home are considered separate from any country, treated as unauthorized restricted territory, to be well left alone. However, a small branch of the B.S.A.A. has been set on the island, Piers' team. Jacob has been greeted to the joy of parenthood. Sen gave birth to three healthy babies, two boys and a girl. One of which bears a strong resemblance to Jacob.

Ada, expectedly, escaped. Alex and her child, Veronica, do as they please, staying with Jacob and Sen as always. Gregore and Lotus continue to serve their queen, happy to do so. Piers and his whole team have been given the rank of "special ops" for the B.S.A.A. in the most significant of emergencies. For Piers and his team, all in do time will be known. Lisa stays with Piers, as always, practicing social skills on the side. Hunnigan and Helena continue their work in the government, both more ensiteful on the world after their experience. Dylon and his family are seen as no threat. The nation, nay, the world is thankful for their help. They have been given freedom.