Greeting: The battle rages on and on. This won't be a long one but hopefully it won't be boring either.
Time to unleash your own Rage on the monsters. Enjoy, everyone!

( The battle at the German military base. Leslie)

"What do you mean? You must defend them or they'll die!", Leslie shouted to Rage.
His eyes were burning inside a slaughtering machine. Leslie could see everything but had no control over himself.
It felt more than weird. Leslie was awake and knew what he had to do but his actions did not do what he wanted.
Leslie didn't want to protect Klaus or anyone, for that matter.
He wanted but didn't at the same time.
Rage was stomping on the monsters and beasts. Someone jumped on him and tried to rip his head apart.
Rage let out a loud shout of anger. His head was opening and a huge flame shot out of it.

He had no brains, only fire.
The beast was burning but it resisted for some reason. It shoved its slender arm right into Rage's head, which burnt its arm down to bone.
There was no flesh but it was still able to move its fingers.
" Get off me! I don't have time for insects like you!", Rage grabbed the beast.
It tried to scrape Rage's fingers so they would be cut off.
It was too late for the beast witch, Rage ate it. His head closed itself and the fire stopped spilling out.
The beast fell down Rage's throat, Leslie felt it flailing its arms around as it burnt.

Klaus' group was taking fire from mortars, by a plane. The monsters attacked them and many were lost.
They were firing at all directions while dodging the heavy mortar fire. The mortars were new and quite futuristic.
The monsters had to only press a button to launch a grenade.
There was a beast at each one, aiming at the group.

Leslie had to get control of his body.
" Control it", Leslie mimicked his father's voice.

It was a harsh memory. Leslie had been sitting down on a couch in their living room.
" Look at me, son. Boy! Control it!", Antonio had looked angry.
" But I can't. He is always there, dad. It's not my fault", Leslie had sobbed.
" Of course it wasn't", Shadow's arm had been around him.
Shadow had been younger and always there for him. It had been before Leslie had fled to Freddy's.
After that, Shadow's way of remaining sweet had vanished.
Leslie's mom had been behind Antonio.
" You can't control him because of that train of thought!", Antonio had said.
" You can do it but only if you so wish. Unless you don't give up, he will be on top for the rest of your life. Is that what you want, son?", Antonio had gotten closer.
The house had been shaken by Leslie's helplessness.
Literally! Delilah had come to her son.
" You can do it. Emotions are not that difficult to control. You are my strong child. Nothing is stronger, not even yourself", Delilah had kissed Leslie.

He understood it right then.
" Nothing is stronger", Leslie told himself and his helplessness faded away.
Rage was part of him but he wasn't stronger.
" Rage! I am your master and I say that we defend Klaus. You piece of crap!", Leslie commanded.
Rage's all six arms stopped and the monsters grabbed him.
" You are not! There is no controlling hatred", Rage said to Leslie.
" Yes! There! Is!", Leslie said determinedly.
Then Rage's eyes glanced at Klaus' group.
" I..I..How?", Rage sounded down.

He then shook off the monsters and went down on one knee.
" Almost..there. Come on", Leslie begged in anguish.
The group was getting obliterated.

" Klaus! Watch out!", Alessandro tackled the old man to the ground.
The grenade missed him and blasted the concrete.
" Fast thinking, kid. Fast thinking", Klaus patted Alessandro on the back.
Alessandro shot a monster that was behind him.
" This is getting too crazy. We have already lost so many. We'll never get to that plane in one piece", he shook his head hopelessly.
Klaus helped him up and they started running towards their goal once again.

" Aim at them, all at the same time", some beast told its friends, by the mortars.

Those damn grenades were aimed at the group.
The monsters, around it, were pushing the people together.
Klaus heard a loud sound which indicated that grenades had been launched. All five mortars had shot at the same time.
" No!", Klaus glanced upwards and saw them coming.
The group was finished. Alessandro got on top of the man and pushed him to the ground.

Both closed their eyes with the others.
The grenades had not been missed by a single soul. Everyone heard the grenades go off but at least Klaus felt nothing bad.
Alessandro couldn't feel anything either.
Had the grenades missed?
Klaus then felt something warm on his back but he knew it wasn't the grenades. It was wet and the source of it was Alessandro's pants.
The situation had perhaps been too scary for him.
Klaus pushed Alessandro to the side so his back wouldn't get completely stained.

" What happened?", Klaus asked.
Alessandro looked embarrassed.
" I just got scared and..", he started.
" No! I mean what happened. Why are we still alive?", Klaus corrected.
Alessandro noticed it too, no one had died. They glanced up and their vision was filled with fire.
" Hi down there. Need help?", asked Rage.
He smiled because Leslie and rationality were in control.
" Yeah! Hell yeah! We did it!", cheered Leslie.
Rage was happy.
" I have never felt this good. What is this magic?", Rage asked him.
" It's the sweet feeling of having all the emotions instead of just one", answered Leslie.

Rage had discovered a new world. He was finally able to empathize with his friends.
He felt fear for the people below him but also happy for their survival. There were voices cheering inside Leslie and Rage.
" We did it! See? We are important!", Happiness cheered.
" You were right. I have a lot to apologize for after this", Rage told Happiness.
Leslie chuckled.
" You won't be like this for long. Soon you'll be your old, angry self again", he explained to Rage.

Klaus and his group were amazed since Rage had blocked the attacks with his back.
" Time to teach those mortars some manners", Rage smiled at the people.
His back healed completely and more grenades were launched. Rage put his hand in the air to stop the grenade.
At the same time, he prepared his other hand and formed a ball of pure fire. It was a grenade of his own design.
His mighty palm blocked the grenade but got obliterated.

It was nothing to Rage but his ball was not going to be nothing to the mortars.
" Get some of this!", Rage shouted and threw the ball at the mortar which had launched the grenade.
That mortar was gone.

Another mortar launched a grenade, nothing Rage couldn't handle. He created a ball quickly and threw it.
He didn't lower his hand after the throw but used it to block the grenade, coming at him. Then his both hands had to heal.

Two mortars were down.
" Go, guys. I'll hold them back. You just get in that damn plane", Rage glanced at the tiny people.
Klaus gestured the people to go as well. They didn't need time to start running.
The people obeyed without any problems.
Rage took a step back as the people got out of the way.
" Let's grab one, Rage. We'll use their own ammunition against them. That'll show them not to mess with us", Leslie suggested.
Rage found no reason to disagree, it sounded pretty fun.
" How can I make it not explode?", asked Rage.
Leslie chuckled.
" Grab it gently, slow it down with your hand instead of blocking it. The sudden stop is what sets it off", he explained physics to his friend.

Rage let out a sound of ignorance, he hadn't understood Leslie's point.
" I'll guide your hand", Leslie promised him.
The fiery fox looked forward and fixed his eyes on the grenades. He put his palm forward but also went into a proper stance.
As the grenade hit his palm, he wrapped his fingers around it and let his hand be pushed back.
He slowed the grenade with his hand before stopping it and it didn't go off.
Then Rage took aim and threw it at the mortar that had launched it. There went the third mortar.

Two more were coming and Rage handled them perfectly.
" Thank god for dad. He showed me how to properly catch a volleyball", laughed Leslie.
The mortars were down and only the fox was standing.

" Okay, Rage. Let's go to the plane. They should be almost ready", Leslie told him.
Rage turned around and charged at the monsters, going for the people. He kicked a monster in the face and crushed it with his foot.
As one climbed onto his back, Klaus shot it to death.
" Thank you", Rage thanked Klaus but went straight for another monster.

Alessandro was by the plane with a Polish man who was checking the fuel.
" Is there enough of it? Will we make it to the ship?", Alessandro demanded an answer.
They didn't have much time to lose as anything could happen when the beasts got on their feet.
There could be tanks or something much worse for all they knew. They had already spent too much time clowning around.
According to Klaus' plan, they should have been in the air by then.
" It's good. We have enough to make it", the man said delightfully.
The pilots of the group had already gone in.

The plane was attached to the ground, which was an obvious problem. They had no idea of what to do but Klaus did.
Alessandro suspected it had something to do with their angry ally. He moved onto the bricks, in front of the tires.
They were there as a fail-safe. The ropes were capable of holding the plane in place on their own.

They would snap eventually but the people were not going to stay there that long.

As Alessandro was removing the last wall of bricks, he came face to face with a big monster.
It swung down from the bottom of the plane and tackled him to the ground.
" You are not going anywhere. You can't escape. Nowhere is safe", the monster laughed at him.
Alessandro said a few curse words in Italian before the claws sank into his back. He moaned in pain and the blood stained his wetsuit.
" Sadly, you won't live long enough to realize that", the monster was mockingly sad.
Alessandro grinned and sucked it up. He reached out for a brick and hit the monster in the head.
Teeth flew out of the monster's mouth and it spat blood.
" No, I won't. To realize that, I would need longer than eternity. That's a flaw of mine, I never give up hope", Alessandro told the monster and got up.
The monster fell backwards as Alessandro broke free.
It barely opened its eyes when Alessandro's foot kicked it in the face. The monster got up like a ninja but got roundhouse kicked in the chest.
Alessandro stabbed it with a knife which he had on his belt.
" Head, chest. Head, chest", he repeated in Italian.
He had been on a self-defence course and right then it paid off. Alessandro had no claws but he had his trusty knife.
The monster was finished after Alessandro had stabbed it in the head and the chest multiple times.

" Learn that, filth!", Alessandro spat at the monster.
He kicked the last bricks out of the way and so the plane moved forward a bit.
The pilots were starting the plane by the sound of it.
Some people had covered the only door to the plane so the pilots could work in peace.

The plane was empty of monsters, they had seen no reason to go in there.
" Come on. Come on", Alessandro grinned, listening to the plane's engines.
The ropes moved but it didn't worry him. The problem was that the plane was facing uphill.
They would need to start the engines and then cut the ropes. It had to be left to Leslie.

Alessandro ran inside as he saw others doing it too. Klaus remained outside since he wanted to make sure everyone was in before leaving.
While Alessandro had been taking care of the bricks, he had told Leslie his plan.
Luckily, Alessandro had not been there to hear it because it was pure madness.

Not like Klaus' plans were sane in the first place.

But maybe in that world madness was just what they needed to make it. The engines started but there was no air coming out of them.
The engines were not pushing the plane forward yet. The plan required perfect timing.
Leslie had agreed to do what no one else could. Klaus knew it was risky and Leslie may not get into the plane but it had to be done.
Klaus didn't have much time to make up a new plan. He had thought they would have had to sacrifice someone.
Klaus would have been ready to sacrifice himself, not just others.

With Leslie, they may be able to save everyone, no sacrifices needed!
" Klaus! Leslie! Get here now!", someone shouted by the door of the plane.
Klaus glanced at Leslie's burning eyes one more time.
" If this goes wrong, I want you to know that we owe you our lives", Klaus told him.

It was quite touching and sweet. Klaus' plan had had a lot of flaws, without Leslie, it would have failed miserably.
" I owe you my life too. Without you, I would still be looking for a way to get to the Great Britain.
Plus, I won't die. I'll swim back to the safe house if I have to", Leslie smiled.
His voice was everything but nice, it was Rage's voice. Klaus nodded, smiling, nonetheless.
" Hurry up! I see more mortars", the voice shouted to Klaus.
The old man glanced at that direction.
" You go. I'll do it once the door's closed. Tell them to take off immediately", Leslie told Klaus quickly.
The old German man nodded and rushed to the plane and climbed up to the door.

It took him time to climb the ladder but even Klaus was fast in that situation. He kicked the ladder down as soon as he was up.
" You think we can do this?", Leslie asked Rage inside his head.
The fox was unsure.
" It will be one heck of a jump if we do. I'm tall but even I can't jump that high", Rage answered.
" Well. There is only one way to find out. We have to try", Leslie let out a sigh.
His emotions and Ornica were there to support him. Leslie went to work and started ripping the ropes off the ground.
They were elastic and they had been wrapped around metallic rings, on the concrete.

Leslie pulled the ropes so much that the rings broke. The rope hit Leslie in the face but the pain was minuscule compared to his joy.
" This isn't hard at all. There's only seven of these ropes. We can free the plane very fast.
Then the plane got louder and the flames, on Leslie's head, flew away from the engines. There was a loud air current pushing the plane forward.
" Hurry up. They are taking off", Fear gasped in Leslie's head.
The fox went back to work. He tore the ropes off the ground with a mighty yank.
The plane started moving to the left because Leslie removed the ropes on the right side first.
" Oops", Leslie realized his mistake.

" Why is the plane turning? We are heading towards the trees", Klaus asked the pilots.
The atmosphere was as bad inside the plane. It was not the time to breathe yet.
" I don't know. I'm trying to turn it but it doesn't want to work", the pilot was shaking his head.
Klaus snorted and pushed him out of the chair.
" Fine. I'll do it. I was flying one of these before you were even born", Klaus took his place.

Leslie removed the ropes as fast as he could and the plane didn't hit the trees. It was close though, very close.
The left wing scraped the branches and people were terrified. Klaus straightened the plane successfully and started speeding up.
The plane hadn't rolled downwards at all. It was a smooth take off.
There was enough force to push it up the hill.
" Are you ready to break the speed limit on your body?", Leslie asked Rage as the plane took off.
" I'm ready if you are", replied Rage.
The plane was speeding up the hill and it would be in the air as soon as it reached the top.

Leslie put his fiery left knee down and bent forward.
" This will be bad", Fear sounded worried.
" Isn't it amazing? Our boy is so strong", Happiness was cheerful.
" That's my reincarnation without a doubt", Ornica sounded proud.
Then Leslie started running, he was gaining the plane fast.
" Careful! I see mortars", Rage told Leslie who hadn't noticed them.
" They're aiming for the wings. Oh no!", Sadness shrieked.

The plane was almost on top.
" Not on my watch", Leslie glanced at the mortar that was about to shoot a grenade. He knew what he had to do.
The plane came over the hill and the slope worked as a ramp.
Leslie was right on its tail and his legs got ready to jump. The plane's tires released themselves from the attachment of ground as the plane continued in its path.

Right then, a grenade was launched, ready to take out the left wing.
Leslie got to the top and the sloping ground became level. It was perfect for jumping.
The fox launched like a spring and his momentum carried him forward.
The monsters were astonished and everything but glad.
Leslie reached out for the edge of the wing. He grabbed it quickly and used it to pull himself forward.
He grabbed the other edge which he could hold without slipping.

Then finally, he extended his leg to the left and blocked the grenade which had been launched.

The plane was shaken by the impact.
" What was that? Are we dead?", Alessandro asked after the impact had been felt.
Klaus was happy.
" No, boy. We are alive and also in the air. We are out of the mortars' way, out altitude is too high for them now", Klaus glanced at Alessandro.
To everyone's surprise, they heard a knock on the door.
It was strong and demanding.
" Let Leslie in. He deserves a medal for his heroism", Klaus pointed at the door like he had forgotten about Leslie.

The door was opened for the tired boy who was running out of oxygen. He was smoking like a burning car.
His hair was black like charcoal after the fire had been put out. Alessandro pulled him in and shut the door before they would lose all their air.
Leslie fell to the floor and coughed up smoke. His hair changed color as the rest of his other form faded away.
Leslie was finally his old self again.

The voices were going nuts in Leslie's head.
" You did it! I said you could do it!", Happiness cheered.
" You did well too, Rage. You're a brave critter", he continued.
" Oh shut up, you piece of garbage", Rage was grumpy again.
" And...he is back", Happiness seemed to roll his eyes.

Alessandro bent down to help Leslie.
" Are you alright? It looked tough", he asked.
Leslie got up.
" I almost died but at least it's over now. Are we going for the ship now?", he asked Klaus.
The old man glanced behind himself and looked at Leslie.
" We are. For now, we'll celebrate you. Everyone! Leslie Summers, the American who helped us achieve our goal", Klaus pointed at him.

Leslie was patted on the back and everyone cheered. Leslie smiled, he had never felt like a hero before.
He had finally done something amazing with his powers.
He was a true hero.
" That is my dude", Ornica's proud voice echoed in Leslie's grateful head.

Farewell: They made it. The story would have ended there if they hadn't.
Good thing this is not over yet.
To the next chapter then: THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE IS TO WRITE.