A/N: Uh-oh, my author's note is up here. You know what that means! Drama, drama, drama! Thanks to Bookreader2010 and Princezzshell101 for your ever awesome reviews.

So, Act Four WILL be in this story. Revelations is now confirmed to be the end of it all. Speaking off which, that is where I'm saving my very best 'Final Destination' roots in that act. It's going to honour the franchise we all love along with my own unique twists and turns.

I'm also in a super good mood. So good, that chances are that they'll be a chapter up tomorrow O.O. Heck, I may even go ahead and finish up the Act and submit a chapter a day. Who the hell knows, not me, but hey, my good mood isn't a concern of yours now XD Read on for… well, just read on!

Chapter 72

Belief

Huh… Shards of glass… pretty… pretty? Come on, Joshua, when the hell did you think things were 'pretty'? Like that one girl from school. Pretty eyes, I gotta say. There we go again. 'Pretty'. Ah, screw it. Glass means that the bullet went straight on through me. Obviously he didn't hit my head… or did he? Is this what it's like? Constantly thinking… yeah, that sounds like something I'll hate, being with my own thoughts. Oh, there goes my legs… crap….

Joshua fell to his knees, eyes wide. His arms hung limp at his sides.

Doesn't hurt one bit. Not even a little bit. Strange that. Come on, it's not seriously thinking all the damn time? Where are you Miles? I need to… I need to say sorry again… I need to...

"Funny time to be kneeling down."

Joshua blinked slowly, cocking his head to the side. He could hardly take in the scenario. He was so convinced he had been shot, so convinced he was heading into the darkness that seeing Alexander and Jay practically blew his mind. Alexander had gotten Tyrone into a bear hug of sorts, trapping his arms. No matter how much Tyrone struggled, Alexander held on tight. The gun had been knocked from his hands, clattering against the floor.

Jay stood, one eyebrow raised. He offered a hand towards Joshua. "Come on."

"You… you two?" Joshua hadn't move from his knees. "How did you… why did you…?"

"We saw you on the street." Jay said. "I wanted to find you anyway. Turns out you had your own personal stalker, and Tyrone none-the-less."

"Find me…?" Joshua shook his head. "Why?"

"Why?" Jay chuckled lightly. "You were the one who drilled it into my head. You were the one who said no-one should give up, you were the one who said to me that more than anything, a man needs a friend." Jay reached forward, grabbing Joshua's arm. "And you look like you'd given up, no offence. The Joshua I'd know go out fighting. Hell, you'd probably win. So get up."

"Giving me a pep talk…? Who'd have guessed." Using Jay's arm, Joshua pulled himself to his feet. "I'm not going to lie, I figured I was going to be gone. Out of here. Placebo effect, much?" Joshua put a hand over his chest. "Surprised I didn't just keel over and die out of expectation. Christ, I-"

"Ah!"

The cry of pain drew Joshua and Jay's attention towards Alex and Tyrone. Alex was hunched over, clutching his stomach. Tyrone had a kitchen knife in his hand, as if bringing it from out of nowhere. The metal was covered in fresh blood.

Alex grit his teeth, glancing up from under his glasses. He could see Jay shouting something, but it was muted, as if he were underwater. The pain in his stomach was immense, a strange combination of hot and cold. That's what a knife will do. Alex was also the only one to catch Tyrone's movement. He was already swinging the knife, the metal glinting from a lamppost above. Just like that?

Alex could only watch as Tyrone twisted on his feet, his face an unnatural calm. The knife swished through the air, going right past Alex's neck. Alex blinked, his mouth opening slightly. Close call there.

Pain. Clear and pure pain in his neck. Alex's hands immediately moved from his stomach up to his neck and found his fingers hitting a clean slice, straight through all the important veins and arteries. Blood was already pumping between his fingers. Oh boy… that's… that's not good, oh Christ, that isn't good, no, no, this isn't… that isn't…

Like a fountain, blood spurted between Alex's fingers, sending beads of blood splattering against Tyrone's face which hadn't changed expression.

Devil child! Devil child! Devil child!

Now is not the time, mom… now isn't… not now, this is… I never should have admitted it… I could have just been happy, I could have just been in a family and been happy. But then… then I wouldn't have found Josie or Jay. And they are good friends, despite the short time you've known them… That's who I am anyway, they just didn't like it… Looking through blood-stained glasses as he took a step backward, Alex took in Jay's face. I hope he isn't going to break like with Josie 'cause… 'cause this time, I can't offer any comfort…

Alex's back thumped against the deserted street, blood pooling in a crimson lake. Tears leaked down from his lifeless eyes, mixing in with the blood.

"What…" Jay's fingers twitched. "What have… what have you done?!"

Tyrone cocked his head, as if not understanding the question. "All who oppose his will shall die."

"You…" Jay shook his head. "What has happened to you!?"

"Myers happened to him." Joshua said, body tense. "Got into his mind."

"…no, this isn't Myers, I don't care, that isn't Myers…" Jay shook his head rapidly. "That was Tyrone, through and through. His body, his hands…"

"Jay, that was Myers' influence. Chances are, Tyrone has no clue what's happen-" Joshua put a hand on Jay's shoulder only for it to be swatted away.

"Screw that!" Jay yelled, tears cascading down his cheeks in a waterfall. "Screw that completely, he just… killed… murdered, murdered Alex and… and… he…" Jay's fist clenched, face twisting in anger. "I'll kill him with my bare hands, that murderer, that killer!" Jay pushed off, too fast for Joshua to grab him.

I'm finally acting independently, Josie, finally.

Jay pushed off the floor, each step feeling like a mile.

Alex was my friend… our friend. I saw you die, now him and… and I need him to be there for me!

Closer and closer, that calm face only infuriating Jay more.

I cannot handle this! I will rip that bastard apart piece by piece!

In his rage, Jay didn't register Tyrone reaching down and grabbing hold of something off the floor. Joshua did catch the movement but knew he couldn't hope to do anything. Instead, he found two words leaving his mouth. "No, don't!"

I will kill him, kill that killer, kill that murderer, that-

Tyrone raised the pistol and without a thought, pressed the trigger. The bullet shot out and in an instant slammed right into Jay's left cheek. The bullet continued through, right out the back of his head. Momentum carried Jay on, legs carrying him past the standing Tyrone until his legs gave way, causing him to collapse right next to Alex.

Huh… Alex… I… I was shot, Alex… I was… shot? It hurts, Alex, it hurts bad… very, very bad… Did you feel this pain… this is… how am I still… where are you going, Alex, are you…

XXX

"I'm welcoming you, idiot." Alex grinned, reaching out towards him. "You're up high and you ought to love it."

"Up high… what are you…?" Jay looked around, not registering any of the surroundings. "Where are-"

"Stop asking questions, Jay! Just go with the flow!"

Jay blinked, turning around to see Josie waving at him. "Huh, Josie?"

"The one and only. Welcome! You wanted to see the big-wigs off the world." Josie opened her arms towards Jay. "Come and meet the biggest and the best, Jay. You'll love it, I'm sure."

XXX

Yeah, Josie… I'll… I'll meet this… guy… with you and… Alex… with you… and… and…

Joshua's face was set in stone, his mouth occasionally twitching as he watched Jay pass away next to Alex. Joshua took a breath and connected eyes with Tyrone. "This what you wanted?" Joshua asked. "Killing your fellow survivors?"

Tyrone blinked slowly, his face a world of uncaring.

"Myers has… corrupted you…" Joshua shook his head miserably. "Even in death, even in death that man just… just continues to kill. Because you are dead, aren't you Tyrone? I bet Jason is dead too, if Myers got into his head. That man is a stone-cold murderer the moment he gets you." Joshua took a step forward. "But I'll be god-damned to let anyone else die on my watch! I know I broke that promise before but I just can't let any more blood be spilt."

"You were willing to die." Tyrone muttered.

"I was. You're right. I was." Joshua shook his head. "But not anymore." Joshua looked to Alex and Jay. "I was a goddamned idiot. Friends… yeah, Jay. I should've just talked to Fisk or someone. Not mope around. I should have mourned for Miles, I should have, but I just broke down. But I made that decision, I've done it, it's over. Miles would hate me if I died like that."

"I guess you will disappoint him."

"No." Joshua's eyes stared holes into Tyrone. "I am not going to be a puppet any longer. I'll move my own strings now. I was too damn stupid to see it and that caused… caused two more deaths, two more innocent deaths. I should've seen it coming, but I didn't." Joshua closed his eyes for a moment. "I've lost my edge. I have. But I'm going to get it back." Opening his eyes, Joshua took another step forward. "So come on and give yourself up. We can fix you, if you are even in there anymore Tyrone. You don't need to fight."

In response, Tyrone raised the pistol, causing Joshua to clench his teeth.

"You were the innocent one, Tyrone, you were. I mean, how old are you? Can't be eighteen. You're a kid from an orphanage."

Tyrone blinked, the pistol wavering somewhat.

"Oh, touched a nerve? Good. Tyrone McRoux, the orphan. You're a child, so don't make this any worse."

"I… I…" Tyrone suddenly fell to his knees, his eyes wide. Tears welled up, slowly leaking out. "I believed… I believed him… he said God was real, he said that God would answer my questions, anything I wanted. I've spent so long wanting to know where my parents were that I prayed and I prayed. Gerald gave me the means…" Tyrone put a hand on his head. "But I didn't… I didn't realise he got into my head like that… from my hope… I didn't realise he was bad, not at first, I didn't…"

"That's it. Come on Tyrone. Come on."

"I saw what he did to Jennifer…" Tyrone sniffed. "Crucified her. I think that was when I knew. He wasn't a good man. Not in the slightest. But I looked up to him! I did! He had views, he had ideals, and more than anything he believed in God. Not Death, but God." Tyrone seemed to be fighting. "All I wanted, all I wanted more than anything was to believe… especially after this pressure from these accidents, especially after all that…"

"Keep fighting, Tyrone. No more blood needs to be shed. We can fix you, you are still in there."

Tyrone turned his head and caught a glimpse of Alex and Jay. As if it was the first time he saw it, he fell back in shock. "I did that… I killed them!? I… I… murdered? I killed? They were… I did…"

"You didn't. Myers did." Joshua said firmly, but that didn't stop the shocked Tyrone.

"I did… I did it… I… all I wanted was to believe in something more but… this…" Tyrone clutched his face with both hands, nails digging and splitting his skin. "Is this what believing does? Does it bring pain and destruction and death is this… is God really no different than Death… was everything I had ever prayed for just… just a fallacy?"

"Tyrone…" Joshua said wearily, eyeing the weeping orphan carefully.

"I didn't want this… I didn't want this… I didn't, I shouldn't have… I'm a murderer." Tyrone slowly turned his head towards Joshua. "I'm a murderer, Joshua…"

"No, you are-" Joshua stopped as Tyrone almost absent-mindedly grabbed the pistol. Not good. A broken mind with a weapon? Most definitely not good.

Tyrone smiled sadly and jammed the pistol underneath his chin. "It's s-supposed to be easy… right? Easy and… and quick…?"

Because now all I can do is believe once more, only for a little while. Believe that there is something more. That I will see my parents. I will see them again. I have to, for if I believe, it has to come true, right? And I've killed now… I've killed and I can't get that blood out of my hands… so this… this is it, right? God?

Tyrone looked up to Joshua.

"O God, Protector of all people and… and nations,

Protect m-my family wherever they may be…

From the violence and ev-evil of others.

Keep them safe from the weapons of hate and destruction

A-And guard them against the deeds of evildoers.

Grant them your… protection and care…

In tranquillity and p-peace

Grant this through Christ… our Lord… because I can't…."

Tyrone pulled the trigger. Joshua instinctively looked away, hearing the horrible and oh so familiar sound of a bullet going through brain and bone. Joshua took a breath and kept his mouth shut as he turned back to the scene in front of him.

Alex on his back, Jay on his side next to him, blood pooling under both of them. Tyrone keeled forward, the top of his head a gaping, crimson hole.

"Fuck…" Joshua stared at the bodies. "Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck!" In a spout of anger Joshua kicked the pistol out of Tyrone's hand, sending it spinning away. He took a deep breath and looked up to the sky to see rolling black clouds. "Oh, perfect… rain is just what we need…" Joshua walked over and knelt down next to Jay. "Probably the shortest pep talk I heard, Jay, but it worked. Say my sermon right back at me." Joshua pulled Jay's shoulder so he was resting on his back, before placing both hands onto his chest. He copied the position with Alex and stood back. "Sorry, Alexander. I didn't know you all that well. I just know that you were there when Jay needed you and hell, that's all anyone needs. To be there when you need to be there."

Joshua glanced to his left to see Tyrone. "I… I can't forget you. Corrupted as you were, you tried to fight. Tried to do the right thing." He pulled and positioned Tyrone next to the other two. "Perhaps death was the better choice. Myers would have constantly been in your head. He would have been talking sweet nothings into your ear." Joshua stood up straight, staring down at Jay, Alex and Tyrone. "Hell of a day, you three… hell of a goddamn day… I gotta go. Can't be arrested right now, can I?" With a faint but sad chuckle, Joshua disappeared into the darkness, leaving the trio in peace.