Luna and Mason were celebrating a gigantic and tremendous victory. They had purged Detroit of this Wernicke menace, and everything was going back to normal. Now all that needed to be done was have Lisa create a cure for all the poor people and animals that have been mutated and deformed due to Wernicke's inhumane experimentations.

At Detroit, Lisa was in it, and he had a bottle of serum or a type of potion, and in front of her was a line of the mutated people and animals that were under Charleston Wernicke's cruel facility. Lisa had a hug of lemonade and she put a single drop of the serum in each glass and when the customers took a sick of their lemonade, they magically turned back to normal.

The animals too went back to normal and were taken to animal care. For some while ones like lions, tigers, or bears, they would be taken away, back to either Africa, Asia, or other places of the world, and they were taken care of humanely.

Everyone thanked Lisa for curing them of their mutations and they asked how she even did it. The simple answer Lisa gave to them all was: "I am a child prodigy."

Not only her, but everyone thanked Luna and Color Fire for their heroic efforts and saving them from Wernicke's clutches. Hopefully, in due time, that corrupt official will her What's coming to him after all that he has done. For now, everyone was at peace again, and the heroes have accomplished yet another magnificent feat.

"I'm glad you're okay, Luna. I... honestly didn't think you would survive with your broken arm." Lincoln modestly admitted. "Sorry if I doubted it."

"Aww, it's okay, little bro." Luna said. "I'm glad you didn't come with me. It was very ugly a while ago. Many guards trying to kill us with bullets, attack by these people when they were under mind-control chips in their heads, a gigantic dude exploding, it was crazy. Going off the rails on a crazy train."

"That is crazy." said Lincoln. "What about Walker?"

"Wernicke placed a bomb inside of him in case he ever decided that Walker was called a useless tool to his cause." said Mason. "Some people will do anything to get what they want, whether it is moral or immoral."

"Sounds like Wernicke was an immortal guy. Wait, did he explode?"

"That he did, bro." Luna replied. "Wernicke was using that as his last resort type of thing."

"That's just nuts. Good thing that he's dead now."

"Totally. You can say that... vengeance is finally mine. Almost."

"Well, it's good to hear that you guys are okay."

"Yeah, it was so nasty back there before the police cake and arrested Wernicke and bis remaining baddies."

"At least that Wernicke will have retribution soon enough." Mason said.

"What are they going to do with him?"

"That... we're a little uncertain, but rumor has it that; he will be sentenced to life in jail, five-hundred life sentences to be exact, and he will he forced to pay ten million dollars as a fine."

"Five-hundred life sentences? Can that even happen?"

"It's a rare case, but that's for people who have committed the most heinous and despicable crimes ever committed. Something as bad as what Jeffrey Dahmer or Charles Manson had done, Lincoln. But we'll see. But I wouldn't worry about it. Besides, he's already beaten and taken care of."

"Good point, Mason. Let's just let fate take it's course."

Indeed, Wernicke's life and reputation had just collapsed like the Berlin Wall when it was first announced the Soviet Union was officially dead, and all his money and fortune were all annexed and confiscated by higher-ranking senators, Democrats, and Republicans.

It was irrevocable damage to Wernicke and his own cooperation. As a matter of fact, all the Wernicke's buildings from around the world have all been shut down immediate after the word of experimentations spread all over the news five hours later after Luna and Mason stopped this madness for good. Not only was the money gone, but Wernicke had been impeached and stripped of his title as a senator and a congressman.

As a reward for this amazing action, Rita and Lynn Sr got the kids some pizza, ten boxes to he exact, and everyone liked it.

"How's your arm feeling now, Luna?" asked Luan. "And don't worry, I won't crack jokes or puns about it this time."

"It's feeling a little better, dude." the rocker girl said. "Still hurt, but not as bad as before."

"Well, that was pretty awesome, Luna." Lynn commended her. "How you handled the government like that."

"Way to show those politicians a thing or two." Lori added.

"well everyone, dig in." said Lynn Sr. The Loud siblings, and Mason dug in the pizza and they were all in pizza heaven right now.

Meanwhile, in Washington DC

Wernicke was rotting in his cell in a state pen, and he was in rather poor condition from not eating so much food. Despite that, he was fueled with hatred, and revenge against Luna Frost and Color Fire. Charleston had never felt so humiliated and disgraced before in his life. Outside his cell was a large angry mob all chanting for Wernicke to die for all the crimes he had committed. Despite the police agreeing with the civilians, they were tasked to keep them away from the cell and building, and the people had to leave this to the justice of the Supreme Court.

Two FBI agents went up to his cell, and grabbed him by the arms, dragging him out and throwing him in an armored car while he was cuffed, and it drove off to the most secured courthouse in the United States' capital city. While being escorted by the men with guns, Wernicke was being surrounded by thousands and thousands of angry people, demanding that he suffer greatly and suffer a painful death.

As soon as he set foot inside the courtroom, it was silent and it was packed with angry people, senators and government officials mixed with civilians. Instead of two tables, there was a restraining board and the judge began speaking: "Charleston Billius Wernicke, you have been charged of crimes against humanity and other heinous acts amongst people and animals alike. "Nornally, we would have a fair trial, but with the crimes you have committed, the Congress decided to let us give it to you straight. Have you anything to say?"

"I... did it for science. You people may think what you want about me, but I did what I do best."

"Very well. As you have known, you have been stripped of your title as a senator and dismissed from your position as a congressman. For your troops and followers..." the judge sounded a little hesitant, but he said at last: "the White House, and Surpreme Court gave us permission to punish them by being mummified alive, which everyone agreed to."

The sound of savage uproar of cheering was heard amongst the crowd and the jury, even a few police officers were cheering after hearing that. After it had gone quiet, the judge co tinued to speak.

"You deserve no clemency or lawyers after all you have done, and for that, you are hereby given a thousand life sentences with absolutely no chance of release at all. Every once a week, you will be given torture by sitting in a white room for long, agonizing hours, and be forced to listen to songs by Blarney over and over again for your. Most importantly, you will get painful beatings every Saturday from guards, and it will be agonizing."

"No." Wernicke said. "No! You can't do this to me!" his voice rose to a scream. Be felt himself bis g dragged by the same guards and everyone in the courtroom began cheering in savage pleasure. The former congressman fought with all his might, but no avail. "I WIL NOT BE DEGRADED LIKE THIS! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!"

"Take him away!" the judge ordered. "And may he rot!"