No one understood the severity and sincere nature of her words as Gorran stood gloating over them all. Ororo's eyes stung with tears as Kat tried to figure out exactly what was going on. She pressed her friend to explain but received no enlightenment, provoking Gorran to take centre stage.
"Allow me," he said with an air of pleasure. "Ororo here was the key fundamental in the downfall of your putrid civilisation. She was the key to my resurrection."
"You're lying!" Kat's voice trembled.
"Ask her," he prompted. "Ask her to tell you the truth."
Kat lunged forward to launch an assault but Ororo stepped out in front of her, brining her sad eyes to look at her.
"It is true..."
Shock washed over the entire group as the simple statement turned their world on its head. Kat's resolve faltered as her mind boiled with grief and anger as she lowered her raised arm clutching a stake and let it slip from her fingers.
"If you think back over twenty years, I went on a mission with Tessa and Lorna. We encountered and fought Gorran, successfully destroying his vampire army and banishing him to a Netherrealm before he could rise up against the world. Some years later I detect a magickal surge spreading through the mystic planes which I located to a concentrated point of energy; a tear in the fabric of time and space from which unimaginable magickal energy was flowing. I left immediately to investigate finding myself standing face to face with a slowly expanding portal to the nexus of Netherrealms. Before I had time to act, I was attacked by numerous cloaked figures...the Darkholder Cult. They had laid a trap that I walked blindly into. Pinning me down, they used my magickal essence as an anchor to this world as they spilled my blood in offering to the Netherrealm spirits. That act, paired with the Darkholder's magicks, tore the rift wide open allowing Gorran to rise up from his mystical prison. Unfortunately he was not as he should have been. Years in the Netherrealm should have broken his resolve, but-"
"But," continued Gorran, his voice thick with vengeance. "My desire for revenge kept me sane as I bent the nature of my prison to my will; harnessing the malignant energies within allowing me to rise with the power to pull a million damned souls through the rift with me; casting them to the world, instantly creating my vast vampire army."
Logan was the only one not dumbfounded enough not to act. "Yer a freakin' asshole Gorran!"
"Temper, temper my little friend," he warned with burning eyes. "I have not finished."
Gorran continued to tell his tale. Of how he drained Ororo to the brink of death, taking her strength into himself and leaving her immobile to act as the first waves of humanity fell beneath his Dark Kiss. How he slaughtered all but the most loyal of Darkholders, taking the powerful magicks of the Darkhold for himself allowing him to blanket America in a three day eclipse. His assault was brutal and swift but humanity fell easily before the unseen power of the undead.
"And now," Gorran flicked his cloak over his shoulder. "You will all die!"
"NO!" Thunder split the sky as a bolt of lightning struck the ground between Gorran and Ororo. "I will stop you!"
"And you're not alone 'Ro." Logan offered, unsheathing his claws.
"You've got that right!" confirmed Kat taking up a fighting stance.
Rayne, Magnus and Hank also readied themselves for battle. Gorran's eyes flared in fury as he called out to his vampire soldiers with a monstrous roar, throwing the courtyard of his palace into a frenzy as vampires streamed through the air toward the remaining heroes. In that moment their minds cleared of doubt, fear and thought as they automatically engaged in battle like the honed warriors that they were. Instantly, Ororo charged forward, slamming her fist into Gorran's stomach and sending him flying through the air where he crashed into a wall as she leapt after him, clearing them both from the midst of the fray.
Meanwhile, the world's most notorious vampirised villains snarl and snap their jaws as they try to tear into the remaining heroes. Hank vaults through the air, gutting vampires left and right as they pile onto his huge form trying to bite through his shaggy fur. He swats the vampirised Emma Frost into a flaming torch, igniting her hair as she screams in agony. Arcade leaps at him snarling as Hank snatches him out of the air by his head and crushes his skull in his monstrous palm.
Logan slices his silver-bonded claws through flesh and bone sending limbs flying as he tears through hordes of vampires; decapitating many in imploding clouds of dust. Magnus, weakened from his earlier dispatching of Jamie Madrox, still manages to super-heat the iron in vampires blood as well as reroute the flow to disorientate them before sending the wrought-iron torches flying through the air, impaling vampires on a fiery stake as he watches them burn and writhe.
"Hey Hank," Logan calls out. "Mix me up a fast-ball special!"
"Just like old times!" chimed Hank.
Logan charges toward the hulking mass of fur who braces himself and extends his palms. Stepping up onto his hands, Logan is hurled through the air by Hank's beastly strength. He twists and turns through the air bringing his claws down through the vampire forms of Mr Sinister and Avalanche; slicing off limbs and dropping them to the ground for him to finish off.
Across from the carnage, Rayne goes toe-to-toe with Bullseye - deadly as a human; deadlier as a vampire. She ducks a roundhouse kick and slices through his calf-muscle with her wrist blade. Spinning she tries to sweep his legs but Bullseye vaults clear and throws a handful of knives at her, tearing into her left shoulder and arm. Rayne swears loudly as she spins letting flying with her grappling line which punctures Bullseye through the shoulder; with a hefty tug, she drags the marksman toward her and palm thrusts him back before flipping through the air and cracking her boots off his skull. He staggered round dazed as blood spilled down his face. Bullseye growled loudly and charged forward but Rayne leapt over his head, sticking one of her blades into the back of his neck and swiping his head clean off his shoulders with the other. Bullseye wasn't even dust before Rayne had engaged a new enemy.
Close by, the hulking form of the Kingpin cornered Kat as she steadily backed herself up. His massive body was littered with silver shurikens but his feral eyes fixed on Kat as he extended a clawed hand to grab her. Kat kicked back off the wall and launched forward, phasing through Kingpin's chest before rolling to her feet behind him. They both turned to face each other as Kat brandished Kingpin's black heart in her hand. Kingpin glanced down at his chest and then back at Kat, grinning with contempt.
"That won't kill me!"
Kat smiled confidently as she pulled out a silver dagger and plunged it into his still-beating heart. Instantly Kingpin clutched his chest and convulsed as he fell to the ground and erupted in a cloud of ash and bone as Kat leapt back into the fray with satisfaction.
A swath of flame bursts across Hank's back courtesy of Pyro as the gargantuan fist of the Blob hammers into him. Hank rolls and puts out the flames before flipping to his feet and staring wildly at his new opponents who stalk toward him with their fangs glinting.
"It appears, Mr Allerdyce," he says as he leaps over him, slashing into the fuel tank of his costume. "That you are a liability unto yourself!"
Reaching round to grab a flaming torch from the courtyard, he rams it into the spilled fuel sending Pyro up in flames. With a satisfied grin, Hank drop-kicks the vampire backwards into the bulbous form of the Blob as both of them go up in a cloud of cinders before leaping through the air to tackle yet another enemy.
At the top of the steps to the palace, Gorran and Ororo face-off for the ultimate conflict. Gorran backhands Ororo hard across the face, spinning her through the air but she lands back on her feet and rams her boot into Gorran's chest, cracking his ribs as she sends him back against a wall. With a snarl, Gorran using a magickal force blast to send Ororo away as he lunges forward, raking his claws across her abdomen and upper cutting her in the jaw; slamming her head back against the entrance to the palace.
Cartwheeling across the floor, Ororo kicks Gorran in the face, punches him and then kicks him again. She spins around to punch but Gorran blocks. Ororo flips, kicking Gorran backwards; comes back upright and throws another couple of punches which Gorran evades. Gorran pins Ororo's arm behind her back and throws her hard into the wall.
Ororo slid to the ground, dazed, but as Gorran advanced she stood on one hand and flicked her legs over her head and booted Gorran in the face before flipping back to her feet. Flying through the air, Ororo slashes Gorran in the face with her claws and tackles him to the ground, banging his head off the floor as he punches her in the chest, sending her soaring into the ceiling and crashing back to the floor as cracked plaster and marble crumble down on her head.
Gorran rises to his feet and kicks Ororo in the ribs, skidding her across the ground where her spine slams into a column. Her head slumps to the floor as blood trickles from her nose and mouth. Gorran stalks over and drags Ororo up be her hair, staring into her half-focused eyes.
"No, don't die on me yet sweet one. I want you to witness as I lay waste to all you hold dear!"
Ororo's eyes fluttered to gaze across at her allies who fought with all their strength to bring an end to an age of carnage and death. Watching her friends cutting a swathe through a horde of undead warriors, they're resolve unfaltering as they risked their lives to aid in the mission they had not been fully briefed on. Ororo had lied to them all for a second time but what she needed to do could be done by no other. Mustering her faltering strength, she grabbed Gorran by his fingers and snapped them back sharply, before palm thrusting him in the throat and hovering over him; lightning crackling from her body.
"Kali, Hera, Kronos, Tonic,
Air like nectar, thick as onyx.
Cassiel by your second star,
Hold mine victim as in tar!"
The air around Gorran shimmers and he suddenly finds he cannot move. He bellows with rage as she stoops over him and snatches up the leather bound tome at his waist; instantly feeling the dark power of the ancient Darkhold flooding into her body as she fights against its malicious and indomitable will. Turning away from Gorran, Ororo kneels to face the vicious battle still raging in the courtyard. With a sad glance at her friends she stares down at the Darkhold which opens of its own accord to the page in her mind. Summoning a protective tornado laced with magick to swirl around her she begins to agonising task of reciting the Montesi Formula; a spell that would rid the world of every vampire which existed.
"Te implor, Doamne, nu ignora aceasta rugaminte."
With only the first line spoken, the sky darkens as lightning forks the sky. Her voice is laced with power as it seems to penetrate everything in the vicinity as it reaches out across the globe.
"Nici mort, nici al fiintei."
Gorran's roars of fury become desperate as he calls out in a high pitch snarl which instantly caught the intention of his vampire horde as well as Kat, Logan and the others. All eyes fell on the mystically restrained Gorran and then to Ororo who knelt before them all, her elemental powers warping around her as she pressed on with the ancient rite.
"Lasa orbita sa fie vasul care-i va transporta, sufletul la el."
Gorran's voice rose above the winds and the incantation. "Stop her you fools! She's reciting the Formula!"
The remaining vampires leapt forward in a futile attempt to stop Ororo; each one of them knowing what the Montesi Formula meant for them and their kind. However they were helplessly flung left and right as her tornado held fast like a brick wall of solid wind leaving Kat and the others to stand in numb astonishment.
"Ororo - don't!" Kat's plead was laced with angst as Ororo's kind eyes stared out at her.
"Ancyra icio adeo carpo carpere carpsi carptum emendabilis cultum aenus."
All around them the vampires began writhing and screeching as their black souls began to scorch as their evil was erased from existence. Kat charged forward but Logan held her back firmly as she struggled against him, kicking and screaming; tears pouring down her face.
"Let her do it! She has to!"
"No! I won't let it happen!"
Ororo fought back her emotions as she felt her own soul burning within her.
"Centrum est obscurus. Tenebrae respiratis."
The weaker vampires screamed out in defiant terror as their darkness was torn from them, incinerating their earthly forms as they crumpled to ashes in the courtyard; scooped up in the pull of Ororo's powerful tornado. Gorran's stronger will forced against his mystic bonds as he resisted the fiery pain emanating from the depths of his dark heart as Ororo tried to remain focused as the Montesi Formula took its hold in the world.
"M-Missum tenebrae fulge-re...operire veles ab en-augustus c-con-sternatio..."
As Ororo's strength drained from her, the mystic bonds and her tornado barrier weakened. Ororo's face was streaked with painful tears as Kat stood an watched, feeling a huge yet gentle hand of Hank rest on her shoulder as they all witnessed her destruction. Suddenly, with a mighty roar, Gorran - with his skin and hair scorching - leapt to his feet and lunged for Ororo. Though everyone's eyes widened in shock, Kat leapt into the air and let fly her last shuriken; striking him square in the forehead and knocking him to the ground as the incantation reached its climax.
"Fi-Filia et Sineya...impr-primis profiteor...
Abe caligo aspiro,
Abiudico...meus n-nervus et abesse...s-saturura."
Her resolve strengthened as she searched her being for the strength to end the years of suffering and death.
"Asa sa fie! Asa sa fie!"
A vast shockwave of light reached out from Ororo as her back arched and her head shot back in a silent scream. The shockwave streaked the globe in a matter of seconds passing through all matter harmlessly, apart from those who were undead. The energy wave hit them as they writhed in agony and obliterated their unearthly forms into clouds of swirling ash which filled the air with a supernatural "fog". Gorran screamed in fury as the shockwave forced him back against the wall. His body failed him as he tried to force himself on, his limbs flaking away and his bones shattering as the fires of the Netherrealms consumed him internally until he was no more.
Winds, ash and ether swirled around Ororo as all eyes fell to her. Still kneeling, she gazed directly at her friends as a soft, peaceful smile crept to her lips.
"Forgive me my friends," she whispered.
The power of the spell complete, the magicks of the Darkhold envelop her as she is consumed in a fiery swath. The energy twists around her and snakes its way skyward before it disappears with a roar, taking her with it.
The still night closed in around them as the final traces of the vampire nation were wiped out from the world. Eyes were heavy with emotion as Kat slumped to her knees and sobbed softly. Hank put a hand on Logan's shoulder as Magnus turned from the group to grief alone. Rayne stood stock-still gazing at the place where Ororo had knelt with saddened eyes.
It was over. Humanity had won.
"Allow me," he said with an air of pleasure. "Ororo here was the key fundamental in the downfall of your putrid civilisation. She was the key to my resurrection."
"You're lying!" Kat's voice trembled.
"Ask her," he prompted. "Ask her to tell you the truth."
Kat lunged forward to launch an assault but Ororo stepped out in front of her, brining her sad eyes to look at her.
"It is true..."
Shock washed over the entire group as the simple statement turned their world on its head. Kat's resolve faltered as her mind boiled with grief and anger as she lowered her raised arm clutching a stake and let it slip from her fingers.
"If you think back over twenty years, I went on a mission with Tessa and Lorna. We encountered and fought Gorran, successfully destroying his vampire army and banishing him to a Netherrealm before he could rise up against the world. Some years later I detect a magickal surge spreading through the mystic planes which I located to a concentrated point of energy; a tear in the fabric of time and space from which unimaginable magickal energy was flowing. I left immediately to investigate finding myself standing face to face with a slowly expanding portal to the nexus of Netherrealms. Before I had time to act, I was attacked by numerous cloaked figures...the Darkholder Cult. They had laid a trap that I walked blindly into. Pinning me down, they used my magickal essence as an anchor to this world as they spilled my blood in offering to the Netherrealm spirits. That act, paired with the Darkholder's magicks, tore the rift wide open allowing Gorran to rise up from his mystical prison. Unfortunately he was not as he should have been. Years in the Netherrealm should have broken his resolve, but-"
"But," continued Gorran, his voice thick with vengeance. "My desire for revenge kept me sane as I bent the nature of my prison to my will; harnessing the malignant energies within allowing me to rise with the power to pull a million damned souls through the rift with me; casting them to the world, instantly creating my vast vampire army."
Logan was the only one not dumbfounded enough not to act. "Yer a freakin' asshole Gorran!"
"Temper, temper my little friend," he warned with burning eyes. "I have not finished."
Gorran continued to tell his tale. Of how he drained Ororo to the brink of death, taking her strength into himself and leaving her immobile to act as the first waves of humanity fell beneath his Dark Kiss. How he slaughtered all but the most loyal of Darkholders, taking the powerful magicks of the Darkhold for himself allowing him to blanket America in a three day eclipse. His assault was brutal and swift but humanity fell easily before the unseen power of the undead.
"And now," Gorran flicked his cloak over his shoulder. "You will all die!"
"NO!" Thunder split the sky as a bolt of lightning struck the ground between Gorran and Ororo. "I will stop you!"
"And you're not alone 'Ro." Logan offered, unsheathing his claws.
"You've got that right!" confirmed Kat taking up a fighting stance.
Rayne, Magnus and Hank also readied themselves for battle. Gorran's eyes flared in fury as he called out to his vampire soldiers with a monstrous roar, throwing the courtyard of his palace into a frenzy as vampires streamed through the air toward the remaining heroes. In that moment their minds cleared of doubt, fear and thought as they automatically engaged in battle like the honed warriors that they were. Instantly, Ororo charged forward, slamming her fist into Gorran's stomach and sending him flying through the air where he crashed into a wall as she leapt after him, clearing them both from the midst of the fray.
Meanwhile, the world's most notorious vampirised villains snarl and snap their jaws as they try to tear into the remaining heroes. Hank vaults through the air, gutting vampires left and right as they pile onto his huge form trying to bite through his shaggy fur. He swats the vampirised Emma Frost into a flaming torch, igniting her hair as she screams in agony. Arcade leaps at him snarling as Hank snatches him out of the air by his head and crushes his skull in his monstrous palm.
Logan slices his silver-bonded claws through flesh and bone sending limbs flying as he tears through hordes of vampires; decapitating many in imploding clouds of dust. Magnus, weakened from his earlier dispatching of Jamie Madrox, still manages to super-heat the iron in vampires blood as well as reroute the flow to disorientate them before sending the wrought-iron torches flying through the air, impaling vampires on a fiery stake as he watches them burn and writhe.
"Hey Hank," Logan calls out. "Mix me up a fast-ball special!"
"Just like old times!" chimed Hank.
Logan charges toward the hulking mass of fur who braces himself and extends his palms. Stepping up onto his hands, Logan is hurled through the air by Hank's beastly strength. He twists and turns through the air bringing his claws down through the vampire forms of Mr Sinister and Avalanche; slicing off limbs and dropping them to the ground for him to finish off.
Across from the carnage, Rayne goes toe-to-toe with Bullseye - deadly as a human; deadlier as a vampire. She ducks a roundhouse kick and slices through his calf-muscle with her wrist blade. Spinning she tries to sweep his legs but Bullseye vaults clear and throws a handful of knives at her, tearing into her left shoulder and arm. Rayne swears loudly as she spins letting flying with her grappling line which punctures Bullseye through the shoulder; with a hefty tug, she drags the marksman toward her and palm thrusts him back before flipping through the air and cracking her boots off his skull. He staggered round dazed as blood spilled down his face. Bullseye growled loudly and charged forward but Rayne leapt over his head, sticking one of her blades into the back of his neck and swiping his head clean off his shoulders with the other. Bullseye wasn't even dust before Rayne had engaged a new enemy.
Close by, the hulking form of the Kingpin cornered Kat as she steadily backed herself up. His massive body was littered with silver shurikens but his feral eyes fixed on Kat as he extended a clawed hand to grab her. Kat kicked back off the wall and launched forward, phasing through Kingpin's chest before rolling to her feet behind him. They both turned to face each other as Kat brandished Kingpin's black heart in her hand. Kingpin glanced down at his chest and then back at Kat, grinning with contempt.
"That won't kill me!"
Kat smiled confidently as she pulled out a silver dagger and plunged it into his still-beating heart. Instantly Kingpin clutched his chest and convulsed as he fell to the ground and erupted in a cloud of ash and bone as Kat leapt back into the fray with satisfaction.
A swath of flame bursts across Hank's back courtesy of Pyro as the gargantuan fist of the Blob hammers into him. Hank rolls and puts out the flames before flipping to his feet and staring wildly at his new opponents who stalk toward him with their fangs glinting.
"It appears, Mr Allerdyce," he says as he leaps over him, slashing into the fuel tank of his costume. "That you are a liability unto yourself!"
Reaching round to grab a flaming torch from the courtyard, he rams it into the spilled fuel sending Pyro up in flames. With a satisfied grin, Hank drop-kicks the vampire backwards into the bulbous form of the Blob as both of them go up in a cloud of cinders before leaping through the air to tackle yet another enemy.
At the top of the steps to the palace, Gorran and Ororo face-off for the ultimate conflict. Gorran backhands Ororo hard across the face, spinning her through the air but she lands back on her feet and rams her boot into Gorran's chest, cracking his ribs as she sends him back against a wall. With a snarl, Gorran using a magickal force blast to send Ororo away as he lunges forward, raking his claws across her abdomen and upper cutting her in the jaw; slamming her head back against the entrance to the palace.
Cartwheeling across the floor, Ororo kicks Gorran in the face, punches him and then kicks him again. She spins around to punch but Gorran blocks. Ororo flips, kicking Gorran backwards; comes back upright and throws another couple of punches which Gorran evades. Gorran pins Ororo's arm behind her back and throws her hard into the wall.
Ororo slid to the ground, dazed, but as Gorran advanced she stood on one hand and flicked her legs over her head and booted Gorran in the face before flipping back to her feet. Flying through the air, Ororo slashes Gorran in the face with her claws and tackles him to the ground, banging his head off the floor as he punches her in the chest, sending her soaring into the ceiling and crashing back to the floor as cracked plaster and marble crumble down on her head.
Gorran rises to his feet and kicks Ororo in the ribs, skidding her across the ground where her spine slams into a column. Her head slumps to the floor as blood trickles from her nose and mouth. Gorran stalks over and drags Ororo up be her hair, staring into her half-focused eyes.
"No, don't die on me yet sweet one. I want you to witness as I lay waste to all you hold dear!"
Ororo's eyes fluttered to gaze across at her allies who fought with all their strength to bring an end to an age of carnage and death. Watching her friends cutting a swathe through a horde of undead warriors, they're resolve unfaltering as they risked their lives to aid in the mission they had not been fully briefed on. Ororo had lied to them all for a second time but what she needed to do could be done by no other. Mustering her faltering strength, she grabbed Gorran by his fingers and snapped them back sharply, before palm thrusting him in the throat and hovering over him; lightning crackling from her body.
"Kali, Hera, Kronos, Tonic,
Air like nectar, thick as onyx.
Cassiel by your second star,
Hold mine victim as in tar!"
The air around Gorran shimmers and he suddenly finds he cannot move. He bellows with rage as she stoops over him and snatches up the leather bound tome at his waist; instantly feeling the dark power of the ancient Darkhold flooding into her body as she fights against its malicious and indomitable will. Turning away from Gorran, Ororo kneels to face the vicious battle still raging in the courtyard. With a sad glance at her friends she stares down at the Darkhold which opens of its own accord to the page in her mind. Summoning a protective tornado laced with magick to swirl around her she begins to agonising task of reciting the Montesi Formula; a spell that would rid the world of every vampire which existed.
"Te implor, Doamne, nu ignora aceasta rugaminte."
With only the first line spoken, the sky darkens as lightning forks the sky. Her voice is laced with power as it seems to penetrate everything in the vicinity as it reaches out across the globe.
"Nici mort, nici al fiintei."
Gorran's roars of fury become desperate as he calls out in a high pitch snarl which instantly caught the intention of his vampire horde as well as Kat, Logan and the others. All eyes fell on the mystically restrained Gorran and then to Ororo who knelt before them all, her elemental powers warping around her as she pressed on with the ancient rite.
"Lasa orbita sa fie vasul care-i va transporta, sufletul la el."
Gorran's voice rose above the winds and the incantation. "Stop her you fools! She's reciting the Formula!"
The remaining vampires leapt forward in a futile attempt to stop Ororo; each one of them knowing what the Montesi Formula meant for them and their kind. However they were helplessly flung left and right as her tornado held fast like a brick wall of solid wind leaving Kat and the others to stand in numb astonishment.
"Ororo - don't!" Kat's plead was laced with angst as Ororo's kind eyes stared out at her.
"Ancyra icio adeo carpo carpere carpsi carptum emendabilis cultum aenus."
All around them the vampires began writhing and screeching as their black souls began to scorch as their evil was erased from existence. Kat charged forward but Logan held her back firmly as she struggled against him, kicking and screaming; tears pouring down her face.
"Let her do it! She has to!"
"No! I won't let it happen!"
Ororo fought back her emotions as she felt her own soul burning within her.
"Centrum est obscurus. Tenebrae respiratis."
The weaker vampires screamed out in defiant terror as their darkness was torn from them, incinerating their earthly forms as they crumpled to ashes in the courtyard; scooped up in the pull of Ororo's powerful tornado. Gorran's stronger will forced against his mystic bonds as he resisted the fiery pain emanating from the depths of his dark heart as Ororo tried to remain focused as the Montesi Formula took its hold in the world.
"M-Missum tenebrae fulge-re...operire veles ab en-augustus c-con-sternatio..."
As Ororo's strength drained from her, the mystic bonds and her tornado barrier weakened. Ororo's face was streaked with painful tears as Kat stood an watched, feeling a huge yet gentle hand of Hank rest on her shoulder as they all witnessed her destruction. Suddenly, with a mighty roar, Gorran - with his skin and hair scorching - leapt to his feet and lunged for Ororo. Though everyone's eyes widened in shock, Kat leapt into the air and let fly her last shuriken; striking him square in the forehead and knocking him to the ground as the incantation reached its climax.
"Fi-Filia et Sineya...impr-primis profiteor...
Abe caligo aspiro,
Abiudico...meus n-nervus et abesse...s-saturura."
Her resolve strengthened as she searched her being for the strength to end the years of suffering and death.
"Asa sa fie! Asa sa fie!"
A vast shockwave of light reached out from Ororo as her back arched and her head shot back in a silent scream. The shockwave streaked the globe in a matter of seconds passing through all matter harmlessly, apart from those who were undead. The energy wave hit them as they writhed in agony and obliterated their unearthly forms into clouds of swirling ash which filled the air with a supernatural "fog". Gorran screamed in fury as the shockwave forced him back against the wall. His body failed him as he tried to force himself on, his limbs flaking away and his bones shattering as the fires of the Netherrealms consumed him internally until he was no more.
Winds, ash and ether swirled around Ororo as all eyes fell to her. Still kneeling, she gazed directly at her friends as a soft, peaceful smile crept to her lips.
"Forgive me my friends," she whispered.
The power of the spell complete, the magicks of the Darkhold envelop her as she is consumed in a fiery swath. The energy twists around her and snakes its way skyward before it disappears with a roar, taking her with it.
The still night closed in around them as the final traces of the vampire nation were wiped out from the world. Eyes were heavy with emotion as Kat slumped to her knees and sobbed softly. Hank put a hand on Logan's shoulder as Magnus turned from the group to grief alone. Rayne stood stock-still gazing at the place where Ororo had knelt with saddened eyes.
It was over. Humanity had won.