As Duncan made his way back to the battle, his friends were engaged in what had become the fight of their lives. There was no challenge any of them had ever faced that was as difficult to deal with as this. Despite having killed over half of Dorian's soldiers, the former campers were still losing. Gwen was near death, and the others were getting cut to pieces by the soldiers. Harold had finally succumbed to his injuries and was now lying on the sidelines with Gwen, Bridgette, Katie, Sadie, Beth, Tyler, and Ezekiel. Lindsey and Cody had also joined the fallen, and Courtney, Noah, and Heather were also near collapse. Trent, Geoff, D.J., Justin, Eva, LeShawna, Owen, Izzy, Chris, Chef, and Abigail were still fighting, but even they were faring badly. Izzy, Chef, and Abigail seemed to be faring the best, to no ones surprise. Still, it was obvious that they could use Duncan's help, but no one seemed to know where he was.

Trent took down another soldier, before a blow sent him reeling backwards. D.J. caught him and pulled him to his feet. "Thanks, D.J." said Trent. "Where the hell is Duncan? We could really use his help right now, we're getting eaten alive."

"Yeah." said D.J. "I think I saw him fighting with Aneka earlier, but I lost track of them. I hope he's okay."

Trent dodged a shot from a soldier and fired one back before answering. "He has to be okay D.J. There's no way Duncan would just lie down and die. I just wish he'd get back or we may not win this thing." They heard a rocket streaking towards them, and D.J. grabbed Trent, throwing him to the ground. The rocket hit near them, the explosion throwing them backwards into a tree.

After a few minutes, Trent got to his feet. Geoff appeared next to him. "You guys alright?" he asked, concerned. Trent looked down at D.J., who was motionless on the ground.

"D.J.?" he asked. "D.J., can you hear me?"

"Ugh, damn that hurt." D.J. said rolling onto his back. "Where the hell did they get rockets?"

"Probably bought them from the military or something." said Trent. "Look, let's get moving before they lob another one this way." D.J. and Geoff nodded, and they moved off, towards higher ground.

Meanwhile, Chris, Chef, and Abigail were fighting through a wall of soldiers, attempting to get to Dorian, who had positioned himself at the top of a hill overlooking the battlefield. He was surrounded by soldiers who were putting up a very good fight. But Chris, Chef, and Abigail were determined to get to him, and no number of soldiers was going to stop them. They fought ferociously, tearing the wall of soldiers down, one by one. Further along the hillside, Izzy, Owen, and Eva were attempting the same thing, fighting towards Dorian.

Finally, Chef broke through the line and reached Dorian. He lunged at Dorian, who fired several shots, stopping Chef short. Chef froze for a moment before falling and rolling back down the hill. "CHEF!" Chris screamed, as his friend fell. He did not have time to grab Chef, as soldiers closed in around him and Abigail. "Damn you Dorian!" Chris shouted as he was engulfed by soldiers.

Izzy saw Chef fall and turned, heading back down the hill to check on him. "Eva, Owen, get Chris and Abigail." she shouted over shoulder. They nodded and continued to fight their way up the hill. Izzy reached Chef, finding him badly injured but still alive. "Thank God." she said, pulling Chef to his feet. As she helped him towards the safety of the sidelines, a bullet caught her in the back, right between the shoulder blades. Izzy screamed in pain and fell, but Chef caught her. Cody and Tyler moved to help them and with great effort they got them to safety.

"Ugh, no, gotta keep fighting." gasped Izzy, as Bridgette tried to stop the bleeding.

"Izzy, you can't keep going in your condition." said Harold, wincing in pain.

"But-but they need me." Izzy gasped. "They're going to be killed."

"I don't think any of us is getting out of this now Izzy." said Harold. "We're in over our heads, and I don't see any of us surviving, even with Thomas' deal protecting us."

"I hate to say it, but Harold's right." gasped Gwen, somehow still drawing breath, despite her wounds.

The others looked at her, knowing she and Harold were right, despite their hope that they would still find a way to win.

Back on top of the hill, Abigail and Chris had broken free of the soldiers grasp and were now fighting alongside Owen and Eva, who had made it to the top. Several soldiers tackled Owen, sending him back down the hill. Eva ran down to help, drawing several more soldiers with her. Chris and Abigail finally took out the remaining soldiers. Dorian fled back down the hill, heading towards the wounded campers. Chris and Abigail followed him intent on preventing him from doing any more damage. Dorian reached the others, stopped, and turned on the spot. He aimed his gun at Chris' head, smiling as he did so, and said, "Time for you to pay for your treachery." Before he could fire, a shot rang out from across the field, striking Dorian in the chest. Chris and Abigail turned to see Duncan standing halfway down the hill.

"Duncan!" Courtney cried, as he approached. "Where have you-?"

"Later." he said, cutting her off. He glared at Dorian and said, "It ends, now!"

Dorian smiled and raised his gun, firing at Duncan, who dove to one side, avoiding the shot. Duncan returned fire, as did Abigail. A brief gun battle ensued, Dorian trading shots with the two of them. After several minutes, Dorian ran out of bullets. Duncan smiled and said, "Looks like it's over McGraver. You lose."

"You think so." coughed Dorian, holding up the Reckoning sphere. Duncan's eyes widened, he had forgotten about the virus.

Dorian smiled. "Ah, forgotten about my equalizer, have we? Well let us see if you forget about it now." And with that he hurled the sphere into the air. Abigail fired as he did so, her bullet striking Dorian in the head, killing him.

Duncan looked up, following the sphere's path. "Shit." he said, unable to get a good enough read on it to make the catch. Suddenly, Tyler dove passed him, arms outstretched to make the catch. He snagged the sphere out of the air, hit the ground, and rolled away from the others.

"Tyler?" Duncan asked, looking at him, concerned. After a moment, Tyler held up his hand, the undamaged sphere grasped within it. The others broke into cheers. It was finally over, Dorian was dead, they had won. Duncan pulled Tyler to his feet and embraced him. "I knew you had it in you." he said. "I knew you had an athlete hiding in you somewhere."

As the celebrating commenced, there was still one thing left to do. The former campers were still bloodied and bruised from the fighting and were rapidly succumbing to their wounds. Duncan released Tyler and looked at his tired, beaten down family. "I'm sorry." he said. "We won, but at what price? I fear it may be to late to reverse this damage."

"Don't be so sure of that, Duncan." said a voice behind him. Duncan turned to find Thomas Locke standing with a tall man, dressed in black; David Luminous. His eyes widened, the shock of what he was seeing hitting him like a ton of bricks.

"What-what are you-I mean what?" he asked, staring in awe.

"There was a deal made between this man, Thomas Locke, and myself." said Luminous. "As long as I receive his soul and that of Dorian McGraver III, you are all spared the hand of death. I fully intend to honor that deal, so, be free and live." He held out his hand and instantly all wounds healed.

Luminous then moved over to Dorian's body. He reached out and grasped Dorian's soul, which was floating above the body. "Time to go Dorian." he said. "Time to pay for your sins."

Thomas' soul looked at the campers. "Well done." he said. "I knew you could do it. Please forgive me for what I did, and understand that I was only trying to help."

"We forgive you Thomas." said Gwen. "Be at peace."

Thomas smiled and turned to his daughter. "Abigail, my beautiful daughter, my biggest regret in all of this was not being able to be with you. I know I was not there when you were young, and I am so sorry. I am so glad to see the strong young woman you have become."

Abigail looked at her father, tears in her eyes, and said, "Father, I will never forget the lessons you taught me and I will always miss you." Thomas smiled and nodded.

"Thomas, it's time to go." said Luminous.

Thomas nodded, and turned to leave. He paused and looked back at the others. "Go forth, and live your lives. And remember your strength lies within each other. Never forget that you will always be remembered for what you did here today. Let that knowledge guide you as fulfill your own destinies. I wish you all the best of luck." With that, he, Luminous, and Dorian faded into the shadows, leaving the campers alone in the clearing.

"So, now what?" asked Ezekiel.

"Now we celebrate." said Geoff. "I've been dying to see that club." Harold smiled and he and Geoff led them off to Drama.

A/N: Well, there you go. That was the final battle, hope it lived up to your expectations. If not, I apologize, but there's not a lot I can do. Once the chapters are up I don't change them unless it's absolutely necessary. And remember, this is not the end. There's still one more chapter and then the sequels.