Warning: A character dies.

Third person PoV
As the blinding lights slowly fade out, the background alarm started ringing, which definitely hurt most people's eardrums badly.
The Sidepack plus Flame and Snack, all had a glowing effect around them, that was caused by the blessing of the Fire Stone.
The front row of armoured guards ran towards then with weapons held up high, in a way to look more intimidating. The other side, the blessed escapers, didn't looked frightened at all, but instead replied by starting to attack too.
Soon, the sound of guns reloading, baseball bats wrecked against objects, screeches of people and hybrids in pain was clearly heard, indicating that all hell has unleashed...
The royal and the god, being the main attackers with their powers, managed to knock out a few swiftly with delicate skills.
Although counting numbers wise, the experiments have way less people, but power wise, they are almost equal.
A few guards threw away their shields and ran forward with tasers on, and oh boy, what a big mistake they've made. They were quickly knocked out by a incoming wave of psychic.
All of a sudden, the floor in the middle that was dividing both sides started cracking, reviewing a horizontal pit of lava. Looking back at the experiments' side, the lava leopard was panting hard, using a lot of his energy to do so.
A loud roar was heard, before a wave of fire that was somewhat like an attack of flamethrower appeared, burning some guards making them flee.
"EVERYONE WEAPONS UP!" A booming voice screamed through a speaker. Some covered their ears with their hands, giving a chance for a few to shoot them while they were weaponless.
Only half of the original amount of guards were still here, others were either dead, harmed or fled already.
A cloaked figure, covered in a black cape, slowly walking out, holding a scythe, and was floating off the ground with ghostly particles.
Every single one of the alive guards ran away at the sight of it, so now it was only the escapers and the cloaked figure left.
"Who- who are you?" Lachlan asked with a slight stutter. He backed up a bit, seeing his high position compared to the guards just now.
"That. Well that is not for your information~" It replied and made a whistle sound at the end.
A little ghost spirit floated out, covered in a similar hood as the cloaked figure. It twirled around in the air once, before a dark glowing effect surrounded it, making its eyes shine bright white.
"Holy- Never thought the rumours were true." The snake hybrid mumbled, "If they were true, this is. The Grim Reaper. Also the boss of this laboratory..."
"The- WHAT?!" The dragon screeched, while backing up in a quicker pace. He stared at the boss of the laboratory, scanning his looks.
"Vik! What did Snack say?" Lachlan called out, doing the same actions as him.
"It. The one in front of us. IS A FLIPPIN GRIM REAPER. AND IS ALSO THE BOSS OF THIS PLACE!" Vik screamed in reply, as 'it' swung his scythe around like it was some sort of toy.
"Smart. But you were dumb to try and escape. NOW PREPARE TO GET DEMOLISHED!" The Grim Reaper shouted with a devilish grin, before floating forward with scythe pointing front.
It stabbed the air once, since it barely missed Lachlan, who was standing at the front and managed to dodge it.
"There's only one way to make it unconscious for a while..." Snack sighed, "As your soulpet, to protect all your lives, I will... sacrifice myself..."
In that split second, Snack jumped up and wrapped his body around the Grim Reaper, wrapping him tightly, before whispering his last few words... "May the god of hybrids, end my life with this horrible hybrid being, to protect the lives of innocents..."
"SNACK! NO!" Vik shouted, but sadly, it was too late... Once again, light shined across the whole place, but when the light faded, it appears that only the ghostly spirit plus the Sidepack was left...
Just like that, the ending point of Snack's life was here. All that was left is a bit of dust. Although he didn't stayed with the boys for long, they already had a bond with him, especially Vik...

Vik's PoV
"No... It can't be. Can it?" I whispered to myself, tears threatening to fall at the edges of my eyes, as I kneeled down next to the remaining dust on the ground.
"He... sacrificed himself... he was so loyal... too loyal." Josh mumbled shakily, looking down at the dust too. Simon broke down next to them, being the closest to him within the boys.
"What happened...?" JJ questioned, being oblivious as always.
Merome both dropped their guns and walked forward, Poofless stepped forwards too, following behind.
Ethan, Tobi and Harry dropped their weapons, and like the rest, gathered around the spot.
"..." The ghostly spirit had been looking at the ground at the whole time, as if it was sad too. It looked back up, and floated towards us.
"I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm sorry that my boss was out of his mind and not only kidnapped you lot, and also tried to kill you. I apologise for everything you have been through here." It said, sighing afterwards.
"Just... give me some space." I groaned before walking away from the crowd. Why did Snack do that? We could have fought it together. There was no need.
Sooner or later, everyone that saw the whole process started either crying or silently sobbing, even the spirit.
"I'll- I- I owe you all a explanation and apology. Please. After you calmed down, please call for me. I have a way to help you get back to your normal lives." It said before disappearing into thin air.
Lachlan and I took a small plastic bag, and gathered the remains of him, before placing it all in the small bag.
"He deserves a better way for us to remember him. We'll make a grave for him I guess..."

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Hey there guys and gals, Flame here and yes, he's dead... I tried to write emotional stuff, and I don't think it worked out as planned? Oh well, at least I tried.
You can kill me all you want now, I did it. But don't worry, he's going to come back somehow in the future chapters. I believe.
But anyways, till the next chapter, fire on!