I leap past the last few steps and burst out of the door to the roof. It's deadly quiet. No sounds of creatures battling or actually anything else for that matter. I grasp the vile tighter as I inch my way further out of the doorway. A deep fog of doom covers the entire roof while the icy wind of death gives me chills. I stop walking once I notice something a few yards from my location. I cautiously approach, not knowing what to expect.
As I get closer, I notice an orange liquid on the ground, "what could this be?" But once I reach my destination, I know exactly what the orange liquid is...
I stare at a dark blue creature lying lifeless in front of me. "But that's only one of them; the other two HAD to have finished off Dr. Jenkins!" I continue walking and with each step I take, my hope slow diminishes. The head of one of the fusion creatures... some freshly torn blue flesh... a leg, still throbbing with orange veins... They're gone... But that can't stop me; I have to get Dr. Jenkins to drink this vile... Me and my dad are the final hope...
I walk on and become confused... Is that a dark green body??? It can't be! Further across the roof I spot a dark green body as dead and motionless as the last dark blue one that I just examined. I run over and get a closer look.
In amazement, it's exactly what I had hoped... The body clearly looks like it was in a battle with something that was more than a match for it. One of its wings are missing while another one is torn. One of the legs are broken and is positioned under the dead body. Its chest is completely opened up exposing bloody green organs; some still inside of the body, others halfway out. Directly above the chest is a puddle of green blood... no head! The creatures that got to Dr. Jenkins probably wanted to make sure that it would never be able to regenerate so they took off his head also. I almost start to feel sorry for the doctor but realize that he brought this upon himself. I tried to warn him time and time again but he insisted on this creation.
I shake my head and then look back up; out towards the edge of the roof. And that's when I notice something... Someone or something standing at the edge of the roof... It can't be... IT JUST CAN'T BE!!! it's Dr. Jenkins! But how!? I return my sight to the dark green creature next to me. How can this be if Dr. Jenkins' dead body is right here? And that's when I realize... this body doesn't belong to Dr. Jenkins! This is the dead body of the original Project P! Those two must've battled and Dr. Jenkins won! NO! This can't be happening! I clinch my fist in anger for a second and then stop... The vile! I almost forgot! I know what I have to do...
I approach the victoriously destructive tyrant standing at the edge of the roof. "Dr. Jenkins... you can't do this. You have to stop this destruction. It's not too late." But he just ignores me as he stands there looking out into the abyss. I get a glimpse of his face and I can see a grin of satisfaction. He's happy... He is proud of what he has done! Maybe he really isn't Dr. Jenkins anymore... but I still can't give up hope though! I get only feet from him and discontinue my walking. "Dr. JENKINS!" He still isn't listening to me... but he is listening to something with those huge bat-ears... but what could he be listening for?
He chuckles and starts talking out loud. "I've destroyed the first wave of Cannon Soldiers... I've ripped the second wave's fusion monsters limb from limb... I've even concluded the existence of my biggest rival... And now for my toughest challenge yet... This planet's last and most dangerous line of defense... The third and final wave... The Planet-Eater..."