They all had their guns trained on someone else; Rorke on Logan, Logan on Elias, Elias on Rorke.
"So, how many ghosts left now?" asked Rorke jovially.
"Russ is dead. Blew the bastard to bits," said Logan, not taking his eye off Rorke. "Merrick killed Mettle, so I crushed the bastard's skull under the door."
"Wait, where's David?"
Rorke had just finished saying it when a figure dropped from behind him and raised his knife.
Everything in the next five seconds passed like hours to Logan:
Rorke spun, grabbed David by the neck, pressed his gun to David's gut, and fired. Before he could even release Dave, Elias shot Rorke just below the shoulder blade. He screamed as he convoluted forward.
Logan and Elias took an eternity to spin and a second to fire.
The two shots rang out and even Perceval could hear them.
For a second, Logan thought nothing had happened- until the large growing patch of red on his father's side became apparent, and Elias slinked to the ground. Logan would never be able to decipher meaning into the old man's face, but disappointment was the closest he ever got.
Rorke tried to limp towards Logan, but his injuries outmatched him and he collapsed.
David remained standing, clutching his would as blood seeped out between his fingers.
He looked at Logan one last time, and said, "Forgive me."
That was all he had left to do. His legs collapsed from under him and he finally relaxed.
Logan spent a final second looking at the bodies of his father and brother, before turning to the control panel.
"Okay, okay," he muttered to himself, quickly slamming the "Cancel Launch" button. He then pushed the reactors to 500%, opened the emergency shelter doors, and flicked a switch marked "EXPOSE CORE SELF DESTRUCT"
A large lever exposed itself from a hatch. Securing it with both hands, Logan gazed back at his father, still rolling around in a pool of his own blood.
"Logan. LOGAN! Please, please, you know I'm right. You know they're worse than us!"
"They're better than you," was all he said, before he slammed the level down with a satisfying clunk.
Alarms sounded. Sirens flashed. A nearby control panel exploded in a shower of sparks and flames. Logan shielded his face from the blast, and then calmly began to walk to the exit.
Elias began screaming. "LOGAAAN!" His hand darted for his handgun.
Rorke knocked his back to the floor and punched Elias in the face, bloodying his nose.
"Come on, Elias. The kid deserves to walk away at this point. He's earned it. As for us? We're gonna die here together, Elias. Just you and me."
Elias let out one final scream of anguish as flames engulfed the control room.