Back in the Dieselworks, Emily still would not talk. After Murphy had left, Diesel 10 had been crippling her running board a little more, but he still gained no words. He was about to torture her yet again…when Sailor John suddenly got another idea.
"Her resistance to Pinchy is considerable. It will be some time before we can extract any information from her," said Diesel 10. "Perhaps if I just continue…"
"Wait just a moment, Diesel 10," said Sailor John. "Perhaps she will respond to…an alternative form of persuasion." He walked angrily over to Skiff and drew a match.
"You seem to be very loyal to your friends, Emily," he frowned. "But exactly HOW loyal are you?"
"I would die before I submit anything to you!" Emily refused.
"Unfortunately, that isn't necessary…yet," said Sailor John. "If we kill you now, we'd gain nothing…but I think not. Tell me where Thomas is…or watch Skiff get incinerated…alive." Then he struck a match and held it towards Skiff, threatening to set him aflame. Emily gasped and began to panic.
"Oh no! Oh no!" she wailed.
"Don't talk, Emily! I'm not worth what he wants!" cried Skiff.
But Emily suddenly had an idea. As much as she regretted what she was about to do, she felt that there was still a chance.
"Wait!" she said, then sighed. "If it would save Skiff…I'll tell you."
"That's better," Sailor John grinned as he put the match out. "So…where is he?"
"Thomas is at the Steamworks, waiting to be repaired after he was almost killed at Brendam…" said Emily. "But it may not matter, should he notice I'm absent…he's bound to put my safety before his. He may be out there looking for me…and you probably wouldn't find him there."
Sailor John smiled again. "Well…thank you, Emily. I now know where Thomas could be…but we still need you so he comes to us. Torture her a little more, Diesel 10."
Diesel 10 opened his claw and was about to clamp her running board again.
"But just a little bit," said Sailor John. "I'll need to drive her to Vicarstown…where all shall be done once and for all…and all that I worked for shall be achieved."
"Aye, captain," smiled Diesel 10. He resumed slowly crippling her running board for almost five minutes. Then Sailor John spoke.
"Enough, Diesel 10," he said…then he climbed on board Emily. "Come with me now…" And he started Emily off and away from the Dieselworks, with Diesel 10 behind her. She was turned round on the turntable, and Sailor John began reversing her outside. Diesel 10 turned around too to be ready to greet Thomas, and followed Emily and Sailor John.
They took Emily along the line, bound for Vicarstown Station, both grinning with victory at everything they had accomplished. But as they took Emily along through Vicarstown Goods Yards, Rosie had been shunting trucks into their sidings and suddenly saw them. She hid behind some large box vans and peeked through an opening between two of them…and saw Diesel 10, Emily and Sailor John all moving along through the yards.
"You see, Emily, this is what happens when steamies are loved too much," said Diesel 10. "We have to show we truly are better, and even if it means capturing our own railway manager, as Fat Hatt fortunately found out, we will make our points clear."
"You are both unworthy to have freedom…and should not have the right to be seen by ANYONE!" huffed Emily.
Rosie kept fully silent until they were out of sight. She felt frightened…but as she was not spotted, she knew this was her chance to tell Thomas. She scurried out of the yards as fast as she could to find Thomas and tell him her part of the story.
Eventually, Diesel 10, Sailor John and Emily all arrived at Vicarstown Station. Sailor John ordered Diesel 10 to stay back a few yards and kept reversing Emily until she was a fair distance away on her side of the planned explosion.
"What are you keeping me HERE for?!" Emily demanded. Sailor John stepped out.
"Well, Emily, the best way I can explain this is…my revenge upon your dear Thomas shall be a BLAST!" And Sailor John drew a detonator from his coat and pressed it. One second later, there was a massive explosion and the Vicarstown Viaduct collapsed. Now, Emily was trapped on the station's side and had no hope of escape.
"Oh, this shall be my Sailor's Delight," John sighed as he looked ahead with Diesel 10 and waited for Thomas. Emily became more and more frightened by the moment as she wondered what would happen now.
Rosie spent some time riding the rails and looking for Thomas, becoming frightened herself. She did not want Emily to be lost to two such terrible villains on Sodor…and after she saw Thomas captured by 'Arry and Bert and she warned Emily about it, now she could warn Thomas the same way. She eventually heard his voice not far ahead.
"Rosie? What's the hurry?" Rosie looked up and there he was.
"Thomas!" gasped Rosie. "I've been so desperate to find you!"
"Where's Emily? Have you seen her?" Thomas asked.
"I have…" said Rosie. "Diesel 10 and Sailor John captured her! I saw them taking her through Vicarstown Goods Yards and hid behind my trucks…and I learned why the Fat Controller is missing…he was captured too!"
"Well, do you know where they are now?" asked Thomas.
"No. I didn't hear anything about where the Fat Controller is…but I'm sure Emily is at Vicarstown Station now!"
In that moment, Thomas realized that there really was no railway manager to give orders at the moment. And there was too much at stake to just stand by and wait for him to come back. As such, Thomas decided to run his own rules for once.
"Rosie…until the Fat Controller is saved…I'M in control of the railway now! Go find some of the other engines. I may need their help if Sailor John has a few tricks for me. Go no!" And off he steamed. Rosie ran off again, thinking frantically about who to find for help.
Thomas huffed as fast as he could along the line until he reached Vicarstown Goods Yard. He looked all around for any signs of his angel, and of his enemies. He then decided that the station was his best chance and huffed onwards.
After hunting everywhere for Emily, at last, Thomas could see the station in the distance and picked up speed…when he heard the voice.
"Thomas!" He looked ahead and there was Emily, looking frightened and miserable. Thomas almost gained speed when he suddenly came to a stop. He saw that the viaduct had been blown up. He had no chance of saving her now…and she had no crew.
"Emily! Cinders and Ashes! Are you alright?" called Thomas.
"I don't think so!" cried Emily. That's when Thomas saw the very person he had met at Harwick…for the first time ever since his defeat. His boiler shuddered with fear and memory as he saw the pirate reappear before him, looking ever-so intently into his eyes. Engine and man were facing each other once again.
"Sailor John," Thomas breathed.
"Hello…Thomas the Tank Engine. Thomas…my old pal," Sailor John grinned deviously. "Ooh, I've been waiting for this!"
"We were NEVER friends, you fiend!" shouted Thomas. "You only used me to find the treasure and nothing more!"
"You've been breaking my heart, Thomas…now I shall break yours. I can see you've already got a taste of payback with that lovely scar on your eyes…but that's beside the point. You will soon pay for what you did to me."
Diesel 10 suddenly snapped his claw at Thomas. "I'll fix him for you, captain!" he hissed.
"No, Diesel 10!" ordered Sailor John. "I've got a better idea." He gave a signal to Diesel 10's crew, who nodded back and ran over to Thomas. They suddenly jumped inside his cab and wrestled his driver and fireman until they were both unconscious. Now Thomas couldn't move either.
"It's best you can't get away now, Thomas," said Sailor John. "Probably in your favor, so you can see your dear lady here...and what we've done to her."
Thomas looked again and could see what had happened. He gaped in shock as he saw Emily's cab crushed out of place with no roof, her boiler's paintwork scraped away, and her beautiful running board on the left was completely crunched up and punctured. He shot his demonic glare to the diesel.
"Diesel 10! Did you cripple my angel this much?!"
"For once, you're right, Thomas," grinned Diesel 10. "I crippled her so. I would not have done it if she told us sooner where you were…but I suppose her submission wouldn't have helped us much anyway, what with you loving her so much, you would risk everything for her…we'd probably have not found you where she said you were. If she just cooperated with us, I would never have tortured her so. Besides, I had to get even after your savage kill upon that Mainland truck cost me my precious claw, right Pinchy?"
"You TRICKED me into committing something so awful!" Thomas hissed. "You have yourself to blame for losing your claw!"
"That punishment was NOT good enough at all, Diesel 10!" Emily seethed venomously. "You got SO much less than what you deserved for trying to turn Thomas into a killer!"
Thomas then turned to his greatest enemy, desperate for answers after everything that had happened. "Sailor John…WHY did you go to all these horrendous, traumatic and savage ends just to get back at me?! If you really wanted to kill me, why didn't you simply come for me and get your wish MUCH sooner?! And why didn't you kill me with the munitions explosion last night?!"
Sailor John said nothing for almost a minute, staring at Thomas with hatred and revenge. Then he spoke again.
"Well, Thomas…getting what you want has a delicate balance. It must be done carefully, or you never feel fulfilled. If I killed you just after escaping, I still would not feel my revenge fulfilled. No thanks to you, Thomas…my freedom was taken from me. Ever since I was arrested, I spent every minute in that god-forsaken prison yearning for my chance to get you for this. I cared not how long it would take me, or how many people I needed…my hatred for you kept fueling me to this point. The best way I'd be satisfied would be by targeting those who were important to you. Some of your friends seemed like a juicy chance for me. But even then, I knew that would not be enough to make you come to me…I had to find a weak spot to exploit in order to find you and remove every sense of joy from you…by using your most precious treasure of your heart…the one engine who could control your demon…and the one you could never live without. Emily."
"So you wanted to be sure I'd have no joy or hope left in order to destroy me?!" wheeshed Thomas.
"Although, I must admit…I did not mean for you to be at Brendam with that explosion. I wanted to call off the attack before enacting my final plan. But my incompetent…and now dead assistants pushed forward with that event. I am glad you survived with nothing more than a scar and burn. Had you been killed then, I would never have felt fulfilled…and perhaps you and Emily would not have been here…because I would have killed myself out of grief!"
Thomas' eyebrow twitched with pent-up rage at everything he had just heard.
"But now finally, my patience has paid off," Sailor John continued. "Everything is exactly as I wanted. At long last, I will kill you, Thomas…but not before I see you suffer the same pain you laid upon me way back when…"
"What more can you do to me after everything you've done?!" huffed Thomas.
Sailor John walked over to his captive. "To see that you pay for destroying my freedom …I will kill Emily, right here, right now for you to see. No one can save her now!"
"E-EMILY!" wailed Thomas.
"THOMAS!" Emily wailed back. They both turned red in the face and started gasping in horror.
"Oh, don't fret, Thomas," chuckled Sailor John. "You won't have to mourn for long. Her smouldering remains will be the last you ever see in this life before you join her. You'll be together again…but not in a warm embrace. Instead, in death's icy grip."
He suddenly looked at both his captives. He could see how pitiful, scared and shaky they both looked as they contemplated what would happen next.
"Ohh, my poor engines," he said sweetly, but sadistically. "Are you truly so scared? What a shame…Perhaps I can show some mercy. I never do it anyway."
"What mercy?!" wailed Emily.
Sailor John drew a roll of dynamite. "I shall give you both one more half hour to see each other…and wait for the end." With that, he began to tortuously wave the dynamite roll around, but didn't light it…while Thomas and Emily both watched him and looked at each other every few seconds, both their hearts almost in their throats…
Meanwhile, Rosie had been rushing frightfully all over the line, looking for any engines to help. She thought that someone like Diesel 10 and Sailor John would need to be stopped by big, powerful engines. When she arrived back at Knapford yards, she suddenly saw exactly who she was hoping for. Gordon, Henry, James and Hiro were together, all wondering what to do. With no controller to arrange passengers or further goods, they had nothing to do, and were becoming rather concerned…until they saw Rosie rush in towards them.
"Excuse me! All of you!" wailed Rosie. "Henry, Gordon, James and Hiro! Hurry! HURRY!"
"What is it, Rosie?" gasped Hiro.
"Thomas may need your help! I saw Emily captured by Diesel 10 and Sailor John…Thomas is going after her! He told me to find any engines to help…since the Fat Controller has been captured, you'll have to obey Thomas!"
"Where are they?" demanded Gordon.
"No time to explain!" cried Rosie. "Just go! They might need you! Without the Fat Controller, you four are Thomas and Emily's best chance!"
Right away, the four big engines took off down the line. Everything was clear to them now. This hour was their chance to muster their bravery and serve their most responsible, reliable and really useful means and save Sodor.
"What shall we do, Gordon?" asked Henry.
"We need to know where they are!" said Gordon. "Rosie did say Diesel 10 was taking her away…"
"The Dieselworks then!" ordered Hiro. "Let's go there and see what we can find out! We won't stop until they submit to our orders!"
"Right!" all four engines said at once, and they took off even faster…all the way to Vicarstown Dieselworks. They rushed inside and stopped with a large cloud of steam and began looking left, right and everywhere for any signs of their friends…and their enemies.
"Gordon! Henry, James and Hiro!" called a familiar voice. The engines all looked…and there was the Fat Controller…and Lady Hatt and Skiff, all still trapped in their bonds…and Paxton, Den and Dart were all there too.
"What are you smelly diesels doing with our railway manager?!" Gordon demanded.
"Committing treason, it seems!" accused James.
"We didn't want this at all!" Paxton panicked. "Sailor John made us do it!"
"Sir!" exclaimed Henry. "There you are! We're looking for Thomas and Emily!"
"What's with all you steamies?" said a voice. Gordon saw Diesel appear, followed by 'Arry and Bert.
Suddenly, Gordon charged the black shunter. "Diesel! Where are Emily and Sailor John?! Thomas is looking for them!"
"You steamies will not win against we diesels!" sneered Diesel. "Diesel 10 shall prevail!"
"Diesel 10 won't save you now, Diesel! He is not here!" snapped Henry. "WHERE ARE DEISEL 10, SAILOR JOHN AND EMILY?!"
"You're only wasting your time here," laughed Diesel. "Either way, you will fail! You won't get answers here…and you don't know where they are anyway!"
"Lady-Long Funnel is in the captain's hands…and Thomas will be too!" said 'Arry and Bert.
Suddenly, all four big engines' drivers and firemen stepped out and swarmed around Diesel.
"You WILL tell us where they all are, Diesel," said Henry's driver.
"If it means saving Thomas and Emily, we will call the scrapyard and arrange to have you SMELTED!" roared his fireman. "If you don't wish to lose your life…and your chance to be really useful again, you WILL tell us where our friends and Sailor John are."
"But that isn't all. We will also demand that 'Arry and Bert be smelted too!" Gordon's driver shouted as he ran over to the Dieselworks telephone and just began to turn the dial.
Diesel envisioned himself being lifted through the air by a magnet crane…then dropping into a cauldron of molten slag, followed by 'Arry and Bert. 'Arry and Bert began to shudder with terror at such a thought…and Diesel now felt how Emily did when Skiff was threatened to be burned.
"Wait! NO! STOP!" Diesel wailed hysterically. "I…I'll tell you…just PLEASE put the telephone down!"
Gordon's driver put the phone down and walked back. "So…where are they? And tell us the truth!"
Diesel became quiet and solemn. "The couple, Diesel 10 and the pirate are at Vicarstown Station. If you want to save them…you'll need to hurry…and take those chains with you."
Henry's fireman looked and gathered the chains all up, then put them in Henry's cab. Gordon's driver ran back to the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt, cutting them loose and freeing them. The Fat Controller hugged Lady Hatt and she hugged right back as they were now safe and free.
"Climb aboard, sir," said Gordon. "And you too, madam."
"Thank you so much for coming for us, all of you," said the Fat Controller. "I will be forever grateful for this. Paxton, get Skiff out of here for us please, and back to Arlesburgh!"
"Yes, sir! You're in charge now!" promised Paxton.
"Now, onto Vicarstown Station!" whistled Gordon. Then the four big engines tore out of the Dieselworks, to the rescue. It was only a matter of time before the showdown would happen and determine what would come from it.
Back at Vicarstown, about twenty minutes had passed since Sailor John announced his cold mercy to Thomas and Emily, who were almost crying in terror now as they felt it would be the end of all very soon.
"I hope you two are enjoying each other's last chance of company," chuckled Sailor John. "But time grows short. We have but ten minutes to go…"
"You murderer…" was all Thomas and Emily could whisper to him. Escaping with no crew and no viaduct was impossible. Thomas and Emily suddenly cried for help even though they knew it was useless. No one would hear them…but someone did.
"SAILOR JOHN AND DIESEL 10!"
"What?!" Sailor John and Diesel 10 looked down the line. There was Gordon, gliding towards Thomas. The Fat Controller was leaning out his cab. Behind Gordon came James. Then beside Gordon, Henry and Hiro came to a stop.
"What's a tank engine without his ally?" said the big blue engine.
"Gordon!" cried Thomas.
"Don't worry, Emily," wheeshed Henry. "We'll get you out of here somehow! Your delight has come to an end, Sailor John! We made Diesel talk! You're not stopping steam engines again!" Henry's driver jumped down with the big chain he collected from the Dieselworks. He hooked it to Henry's front coupling. Then, taking careful aim, he threw the other end out and managed to hook it to Emily's front coupling.
"I've got you, Emily!" called Henry.
"Please help, Henry!" cried Emily.
Sailor John was outraged by this foil. He would not give up this quickly. "Diesel 10! STOP THEM!"
Diesel 10 crashed Pinchy and began to approach Gordon and Henry. He crossed closer to their line, right by Thomas…when suddenly an engine bumped him away.
"Hiro?!" growled Diesel 10.
"Keep away from our rescuers!" Hiro growled back. "And keep away from the engine who found me and helped restore me, you empty-hearted miscreant!" And Hiro gave Diesel 10 another fierce bump away from Thomas, Gordon and Henry.
Gordon had switched to Henry's line and they slowly began to pull Emily towards the gap. The gap was just a foot or two shorter than Emily's full length, from buffers to tender. Emily became much alarmed.
"Wait! Henry! How will this work?!" she gasped.
"I understand this will be awkward, Emily," said Henry. "But if we stand any chance of saving you, we'll need to take a risk, and a test of strength. Just hold on!"
Gordon and Henry began pulling Emily again, leaving no slack on the chain, so Emily would not fall too far at the gap. But then, horror lit up again.
"That's it!" roared Sailor John. "This foolhardiness just lost you the last few minutes of your friends' life!" Then he lit the roll of dynamite. "Emily first!" he growled.
"No! NO!" screamed Emily. "AAH!"
"Oh, yes…he-he-he-he," chuckled Sailor John. "DO say hello to Mr. Rider."
Thomas wailed in terror, nearly crying, when Henry's fireman suddenly jumped out of his cab and grabbed a heavy stone off the ground.
"Tell him YOURSELF!" he yelled as he threw the stone at Sailor John, hitting him on the shoulder. He stumbled back and dropped the dynamite. It suddenly exploded and Thomas squeezed his eyes shut, believing that Emily was gone…but no.
"Help! Please help!" Thomas opened his eyes again. Emily was still alive and being pulled along, but the dynamite had blown the ground near her, crumbling the gap bigger and bigger.
Gordon and Henry suddenly sped up and tugged as hard as they could, hoping to save precious seconds. Emily began to sail across the gap…but sure enough, she was suddenly inside it. Her front was stuck on Henry's side and her tender was stuck on the ledge behind her. Gordon and Henry pulled with all their might, trying to get Emily out, but the wedge was too firm.
"Oh…OH! I'm falling through!" panicked Emily. Her tender was crippling the ledge away, until it was too big to hold her. Her tender suddenly slipped down. The weight of her tender began pulling her down…with Gordon and Henry slipping back too.
Henry desperately tried to keep huffing backwards…but even with the help of Gordon, Henry couldn't pull back. Emily was almost on the ground below, and Henry was approaching the ledge…when Emily suddenly stopped slipping down. Henry and Gordon looked back. Hiro and James had coupled behind Gordon.
"Altogether!" whistled Hiro. "NOW!" All four engines pulled with all their might. Emily was coming up again and strained nervously as she swung slightly back and forth, the coal in her tender pouring out onto the ground.
"Alright! HOLD ON!" Henry growled, making sure to keep his wheels tightly gripped on the rails…and eventually, Emily was hauled back up to the edge.
"Just one more effort!" whistled James. And Emily was pulled up, back onto the tracks…but as her tender came up again, Sailor John got up from being hit by the stone and saw his chance. He suddenly jumped as far as he could and grabbed onto the back handle of Emily's tender, with one dynamite stick remaining.
After Emily was hauled right back on track, the engines almost cheered, when they heard a shout that was almost distorted with rage.
"You…" Sailor John seethed, red in the face. "How DARE YOU! I'll just kill Thomas myself right NOW! Never mind your emerald trollop! You will die, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!" And he lit the last stick and began to bolt over to Thomas to blow his smokebox off.
"Ooh…thank you, captain!" laughed Diesel 10. "Now's your chance!"
But just as Sailor John was about to place the dynamite stick on Thomas' front, Henry's fireman ran over and snatched it away…then he threw it up to Diesel 10.
"At last, Thomas, now comes the end of…OH NO!" Diesel 10 saw the sparking dynamite stick flying towards him…there was another bursting explosion…then a deafening scream. All the steamies looked. Diesel 10 was lurching forward and backward in agony, while he swung his smouldering crane arm left and right. Pinchy had been blown up.
"For the good of Sodor!" Henry's fireman proclaimed.
Sailor John's anger could not be greater. He was just about to lunge at Thomas and try to attack him in any way he could…when a chorus of wailing sirens rung through the air…followed by a whirring of rotor blades in the sky. All the engines looked up and saw two Military helicopters approaching the scene and landing nearby. The sirens became louder and louder until Phelps' car appeared, followed by several squad cars. The helicopters landed, and out came twenty-five soldiers, along with General Malcolm.
Phelps and Gallagher jumped out of their car, slamming the doors as they ran over to Sailor John. Phelps drew the diary from his pocket and threw it against the ground.
"It's all over, John," he glared. "All of your men are dead."
"How did you escape Murphy's men?!" demanded John.
"We shot them all down!" Gallagher added. "We found out everything…right in your little book!"
"Where is Murphy?!" snapped John. "He has failed me!"
"…He has failed you for the last time, John," said Phelps, giving a slight wink to Emily. "Lawrence Rider's soul is now at peace…and Seymour Murphy is dead. We shot his tire, and sent him hurtling into a tree! Now that your men are all gone, YOU are the last to go down!"
"NEVER! YOU WILL NEVER HAVE ME!" Sailor John suddenly shrieked. He bolted to Emily's cab and drew her fireman's shovel. Three policemen bolted after him as he did this, and before they could arrest him, Sailor John suddenly struck them over the head with the shovel. After that, he made a run for it…only for Hiro to steam up in his way and bump into the pirate, knocking off his feet and costing him the shovel.
Sailor John glared at Hiro for a moment…but then sudden clicking was heard from all ends. Twenty soldiers ran over to Sailor John, loading their rifles and taking aim.
"Hold him, men!" ordered General Malcolm. "Make sure he stays here like a good soldier." Sailor John was a dangerously determined man, but with twenty rifles aimed at him from all directions, he could do nothing more but brace himself for anything.
While the military were keeping Sailor John where he was, all the engines took turns explained all their own sides of the story about what happened and why. Thomas explained his brave actions at the docks, Emily explained how 'Arry and Bert took her to the Dieselworks, then was tortured by Diesel 10 to reveal Thomas' location. Thomas explained of how he went to find Emily, then told Rosie to gather other engines to help. Lastly, the four big engines all explained their sides of forcing Diesel to reveal where Thomas and Emily were, and how they saved Emily, up until the police and military arrived.
"Very good, all of you," said General Malcolm. "Now, all our culprits are here together. You know what to do, boys."
The last five soldiers ran over to Diesel 10 and burst his cab door open, pointing their guns to his crew.
"Don't move!" they shouted.
Another policeman walked over to the circle of soldiers around Sailor John…then shot him with a tranquilizing dart, conking him out in less than a minute, then that policeman picked him up and rested Sailor John over his shoulder.
"Take him away," ordered Malcolm. "He is to be re-sentenced…and to learn his fate." The five soldiers came back with Diesel 10's crew in handcuffs. One of the soldiers then pressed on his radio and called for a police van.
"Cruiser 338, we have targets in custody!" he announced.
The Fat Controller was now free from hostility…and as such, he could finally place a proper punishment on Diesel 10. He walked slowly toward him, his face was red as blood and his eyes were blazing with anger.
"Diesel 10…I have given you many, many chances on the Island of Sodor," he said, boiling with rage. "But it seems that every time I gave you a chance…I was mistaken! My embarrassment in my mistake cannot be overstated in any way! And your two most ugly crimes this past year are living proof of it! Turning Thomas into a brief killer after Emily's big tumble, and aiding Sailor John in every way you possibly could! I can also see that you want to know what I really think of diesels…and while I can't give a final answer on all diesels, as some still are friendly and really useful, I can finally pass my judgement about YOU!"
Diesel 10 waited for the Fat Controller to speak again…
"BANISHMENT!" roared the Fat Controller. "You are until further notice, banished from the Island of Sodor, under pain of scrap! Until and unless the Mainland railway managers can assure you're trustworthy to return, if you EVER set wheel on Sodor again, I will have you smelted within the HOUR!"
Diesel 10 had no crew and therefore no form of escape. He had no choice now but to submit to his well-deserved fate.
Soon, the police van arrived. Thomas and Emily were in silent astonishment as they watched Sailor John be loaded into the police van with Diesel 10's crew and be driven away. Phelps and Gallagher raised their hats to Thomas and Emily and followed the cruiser away.
Lastly, General Malcolm lined up his twenty-five men in front of the engines.
"Atten…TION!" he ordered. All his men went straight. "Present ARMS!" And all his men saluted the engines for their services of courage, friendship and perseverance. When the police and military had gone away, the engines spoke again.
"Thank you…all four of you for rescuing us," Emily whispered.
"Yes...thank you so much," said Thomas. "I thought we were both done for!"
"No trouble, Thomas and Emily," said Gordon. "We'd do anything for you two."
"Emily…my precious angel…" Thomas whispered as he touched her buffers. "Please…"
"No, Thomas…please, you…" said Emily. No more words were spoken as they buffered together and kissed each other's lips endlessly for a few minutes at a time, whimpering in great relief at the sudden turn of events, but they eventually stopped when they calmed down.
"So, Emily…are you alright?" Henry asked.
"You have NO idea what I've been through. Crushed cab, scraped paintwork, and a crippled running board!" exclaimed Emily.
"Come on, you two," said Henry. "We must take you to the Steamworks for a proper and well-deserved repair."
"Thank you," Thomas and Emily said together. Gordon coupled to Thomas and took him on his way, and Henry did the same with Emily. James and Hiro looked at Diesel 10, then to the Fat Controller.
"Sir…the viaduct will need repairing for your banishment to be carried out…until then, what do we do about this treasonous engine?"
The Fat Controller looked at Diesel 10, then spoke. "He was helping a pirate…therefore, until the viaduct is fixed, he must take the punishment fit for a pirate…Lock him in the brig. And DON'T allow him any repairs." he ordered with a wink.
"Yes sir," said James and Hiro. James coupled to Diesel 10 and pulled him out of the way of the points. Then Hiro switched to his line and coupled from behind. And with that, Diesel 10 was taken away to be locked away in a shed until Vicarstown Viaduct would be repaired.
The showdown was over, and Thomas, Emily and their friends had emerged as winners. Sailor John's reign of destruction had come to an end, as did the devious diesels' schemes. All that remained was a sense of poetic justice that would be addressed in good time to everyone involved. With offenses, punishments are placed in consequence. And with hardships come rewards, and safety and peace would indeed return to Sodor again.
The battle has been won. Sailor John is defeated! Well, I hope you all enjoyed this climax, and we still have the epilogue left. Next chapter is the finale, so stay tuned for that tomorrow. So leave a review and tell us what you thought of this climax, and we'll see you for the finale tomorrow.