Sean was in his living room, looking down in horror at the bodies of men that looked like his friend on the floor.

"What are we gonna do about them?" Sean wondered out loud, "We can't call the police because what the fuck are we gonna say? I'd get sent to the fucking loony bin"

Evelien took a sip of coffee, looking anywhere else but the bodies, "I  . .. I don't know. I'm not even sure if this is a dream or not still"

"It's not" Sean clarified, "I know the difference by now"

He still felt sad over what all had transpired. He didn't really KNOW them all but he FELT like he did. What hurt the most was realizing that he would never GET to know them better now.

A popping noise was heard by the window and Sean and Evelien were prepared to run again.

But instead of Anti . . it was Evan!

"Thank god. . . did you figure anything out?"

Evan nodded, "Sort of. I take it you remember who I am from earlier? We never met before today"

Sean had overheard and had remembered his name from all that time ago, "Yeah. . . you're Marvin's partner, right? . . . . I'm sorry"

Evan nodded, "Thank you but save your sorries. There might be a way to bring them all back"

Sean turned excitedly to Evelien and back at Evan, "What, really!? How?!"

"You"

Sean blinked, ". . .. Wait, what?"

Gab swung her sword down on Sam again but he caught the side of the blade and whipped around, elbowing Anthony in the face.

Gab tried to use her powers on him again of gravity to slam him down in to the ground but just like before, Sam wasn't letting Anti's body break, forcing him to stand the weight.

Anthony recovered, though, and shoved him into the dirt, wrapping his hands around his bloody throat.

Gab hurriedly grabbed onto Sam's arms, holding them down, "Do the thing, Anthony! In his head!"

Anthony wasn't even sure if it would work but he looked right into Sam's eyes, forcing their eyes to meet.

He drew him into his gaze like a snake and delved into his head.

Hoping.  .. .  maybe there was still a way to rip Anti back out.

"You really think you can puppet me?" Sam smirked.

Anthony was shoved out but he still held a hard grip on him.

"You can't bring him out" Sam smiled, "He's a part of me now. We're one and the same. How it was meant to be. He's mine. And you can't take him back. My whole being and DNA . . . the green . . . . . is in his brain now. . . . surrounding and absorbed inside. He's gone. . . .deal with it"

Anthony snarled at him, "Fucking parasite. . . . .. one way or another, YOU die today. . . . . I'll make sure of it"

"You won't kill him . . . . you LOVE him now . . . ." he smiled sadly in a mocking nature, "Anthony" he spoke in a similar tone to Anti, "You're my brother . . . . you can't kill me. . . .Why'd you let it happen?"

Sam laughed, "You could have stopped me . . .. but you just watched and let it all happen"

Anthony pull his one hand back to punch him but Sam took the opportunity and unbalanced him moving his legs up, shoving him off of him and moved his legs up again to kick Gab off of him.

Gab was shoved away, holding her chest in a groan and Anthony was pulling himself back up.

Sam was about to go to stab Anthony to at least get him out of the fight when a powerful blast of dark energy slammed into him.

Anthony and Gab looked over to Dark who held his hand out.

Anthony yelled at him, "IT'S ABOUT FUCKING TIME, YOU ASSHOLE!"

"I COULDN'T ATTACK HIM BEFORE!" Dark yelled back, "THE OTHER PART OF HIM IN ME HAD A HOLD SO I COULDN'T ATTACK HIM!"

"THAT'S A BULLSHIT EXCUSE AND YOU KNOW IT! HOW'D YOU DO IT NOW!?"

Dark pointed to Mark who was twirling his white cane around with a big smirk on his face.

"Let's DO this. . . . care to join me now. . . Anthony?"

Anthony glared at Dark, "YOU GOTTA BE  FUCKING KIDDING ME! YOU GAVE HIM HIS POWERS BACK!?"

"CAN WE STOP ARGUING AND FOCUS ON THE REAL ENEMY HERE!?" Gab screamed at both of them.

Sam shook off the attack and glared at them all.

'He shouldn't have been able to attack me. . . how?' he felt it then, 'Mark . . .. he had broken his own hold long ago in the void. Dark must have given him his powers back so he could help him. Great. Just great. Now I have eight rotten flies to deal with yet.. . . and Anti's body is weakening again. Damn fucking useless clone!'

Dark, Wilford, Mark, Anthony and Gab all stood together against Sam.

They all glared at one another, sizing the other up.

Mark was the first to start the show. He slammed his cane on the ground and threw it in the air. It was a brief distraction but it worked and Sam didn't expect him to teleport in front of him and punch him in the stomach. Mark was about to steal his knife from him but Sam grabbed him by his hair, yanking it back. 

He was going to gut him but Wilford popped next to him and punched him in the face, knocking him back.

Mark and Wilford took a stance and started to waylay punches into Sam together. It was a long time ago that Wilford had shown him how to box but it stuck just like everything else.

Gab saw an opening and stabbed Sam in the stomach with her sword.

Sam didn't seem to care, though and yanked it out. He covered it in electricity and waved it at them all, pushing them all back.

He went to stab Gab with her own sword but she knew it better than he did. She dodged his feeble movement with it and used her gravity powers to shove him back right into Anthony who then grabbed him in a bear hug and made a massive bolt of lightning clash down on the both of them.

Of course he knew lightning and electricity could harm him but the sheer impact of it could.

Anthony was just as harmed, though and took a few steps back. Just in time for Dark to roll in and wrap him in his shadows.

He forced a void around him and tried to condense it, making it smaller and harder to move.

Sam wasn't going to be taken by surprise by the same attack he had used on him before, though and glitched out. 

Mark ran at him and slammed the blunt end of his cane into his side. He finally managed to grab hold and steal his knife and stabbed it into Sam's back.

"Gah!" Sam elbowed him back but Mark took the knife with him.

Wilford then kneed him in the stomach and then Anthony slammed both his fists held together down on his head.

They were all attacking Sam simultaneously, repeatedly knocking him off his game and distracting him from taking any one of them out.

He had to level the playing field again.

In his desperation, Sam suddenly bit Anthony on the neck, ripping off a piece of his flesh.

"AHHHH!!" Anthony jumped back, stumbling, bleeding profusely. Dark went to turn to throw him a healing potion or else he knew he'd bleed out.

"ANTHONY!" Gab was distracted and Sam was quick to punch her in the back of the head, knocking her out.

"Gab!" Anthony shouted.

Wilford was thrown off which gave Sam the opportunity to grab his arm and break it. He ignored Wilford's suddenly shout and also quickly broke his leg, taking him down to the ground. He was about to go in for the kill when Mark twisted and pulled out the blunt jewel piece of his cane which turned out to also be the handle base of a knife.

Mark stabbed Sam in the back of the neck.

Anti would have maybe died from that but with Sam holding him together, he was merely surprised.

Fear suddenly struck into Sam, 'That was too close'

He tried to yank out the knife but Mark grabbed him from behind and kept it in, "If anyone's gonna kill William . .it's me, you piece of shit"

Wilford groaned but still mumbled, "I thought we made up?"

Sam laughed, "You're the one that had me go after him and Celine in the first place, hypocrite" He struggled against him, "You're just like me! I MADE you what you are!"

Mark kept hold of him, "You may have turned me into the villain . . .. but my friends helped me come back to being the hero I always wanted to become"

Mark twisted the knife in the back of his neck, "And I know something about you  . . . ..  you're just in his HEAD. . . .. which means if it comes OFF. . ."

Dark gave Anthony a healing potion and looked back to Mark, defeated.

"No. . . . no, you can't"

Mark glared at Dark, "HE'S NOT ANTI ANYMORE, DARK!"

Anthony's neck healed and he realized they were in the final stretch.

Wilford and Gab were out of the game. He took the last healing potion.

Mark had a tight hold on Sam with the knife lodged through his neck.

He was insinuating that if they removed the head. . . . . it'd be over?

'But then that'd mean . . .. .'

Dark saw that Mark was still struggling, almost losing his grip and he instinctively went to help him.

He grabbed hold of Sam's arms so he wouldn't be able to shove or elbow them off.

Sam laughed, "YOU CAN'T KILL ME! YOU CAN'T KILL HIM! YOU LOVE HIM TOO MUCH, YOU SAPPY LITTLE COCKROACHES!"

Anthony remembered Anti's last words.

'KILL ME! Please . . . please, you HAVE to'

Anthony's gaze wandered to Gab who laid unconscious on the ground.

He couldn't lose her, too . . . .. . or their unborn child.

Sam lit them up with his electricity, trying to shock them off but they refused to budge.

"ANTI, PLEASE!" Dark shouted, "Please, you have to still be in there. . . please. Fight. . . I don't wanna . . .. I can't do this. . . ."

"Dark!" Mark still gripped Sam around his middle with one arm and held in the knife with the other, "He's already gone. . . .. you have to! DO IT!"

"I CAN'T!" Dark cried, "I can't kill him! Please don't make me kill him!"

Mark was heartbroken by Dark's words but he knew then that he was more Damien than anyone else anymore.

He couldn't do it.

He couldn't kill the man he loved.

Wilford knew this, too. He was prepared to finally truly die in that moment.

But then Anthony jumped on top of their shoulders and gripped hold of Anti's  . .. no. . .Sam's jaw.

"Anthony, what are you doing?!" Dark shouted at him.

Anthony couldn't answer him.

He had to think about the future. His child. Anti's words. Gab.

He had to make sure everyone's deaths weren't for nothing.

He had to make Anti proud.

He pulled up on Sam's bottom jaw and Mark twisted the knife again. He knew the plan.

Sam shouted because apparently, he knew the plan, too, "NO, WAIT! STOP IT! YOU DON'T WANT TO KILL HIM!"

"ANTHONY!" Dark pleaded with him but there was nothing he could do.

For a moment.

For one last moment, Anthony looked down on Sam and they locked eyes.

For that last second, it looked like Anti was peaking through with a thankful little smile.

Anthony ripped off his head and it went rolling a little ways away.

They all let go of the body and Mark was fast to rush over to the head, wasting no time.

He held out his hand and you could see the last flitting emotions of fear in Sam's eyes as Mark vaporized the last trace of him and Anti's head.

Everything was still.

Everything was cold.

Dark shuddered and fell to his knees in front of Anti's lifeless and headless body.

With every breathe, his whole body shook, "Anti . . .." he whimpered, "I'm sorry . . . . .. . I'm so sorry. . . . ."

Wilford managed to fight through the pain and limped over to Dark, leaning on him, trying to give whatever comfort he could.

Mark's heart ached seeing him like this. So broken. He never wanted THIS.

Carefully, he wandered over to Dark. He didn't know if he'd want any comfort from him.

He was wrong.

As soon as he was close, Dark leaned his head against his stomach and cried.

He held onto Wil with one hand and Mark's jacket with the other life anchors.

Mark remembered when Damien and Celine had lost their parents. He was sad and cried then ... . but not like THIS. He put his hand on Dark's back and rubbed his back to try his best to soothe him just like he did back then.

Anthony was frozen.

He killed him.

He didn't even realize that Gab had woken up.

Upon seeing the scene before her, she pieced two and two together.

She carefully crawled over to him. He was in the dirt on his knees staring where Anti's head had fallen and had been vaporized.

Gab leaned her head on Anthony's shoulder.

He flinched but after realizing it was her, he let out a harsh sigh, "I .. . . .. I killed him . . . .. .  I  . . had to do it . . . . I HAD to . . . .. right?"

Gab bit her lip to stop herself from crying and hugged him, rubbing her fingers through his hair, "It's gonna be okay. .. . . . . It's okay . . .."

Anthony hugged her back and hid his face in her neck.

"He's gone . . . . . .  they're all . . ..  gone"

In another world. . . .  in another realm   . . . . .  after life, comes death.

In this new oblivion, it felt like home.

He looked around at the vast glow around him.

Appearing before him, his family and friends.

He cried. . . sobbed. . . . .

He didn't feel like he deserved to be here.

A man rushed forward and hugged him immediately upon seeing him. He wrapped his arms around him and cried with him.

"It's okay. . . I forgive you . . we all do, Anti" Marvin whispered to him.

Anti still cried even as his other brothers surrounded him as well. His sister in laws and his nieces and nephews.

"I don't . . . I deserve hell . . . I deserve torture. . . . I deserve -"

Chase grabbed his face, making him look him in the eyes, "You deserve to happy for once. . . finally.. . . . . . we. . . .. don't. . .. . . blame. . .. you."

Jameson wiped his tears away, "Besides. . . we're not the only ones that think that, either."

He pointed off to a different group not far away.

Anti's heart clenched.

His first group of Septics . . . . his original family . . . . . 

They were all there now, together.

His soul felt. . . full. . . . content.

Could he . . . finally be happy here?

Was it all over?

Anti cried, tears running down his cheeks, 

"I . . . . . I missed you all . . . . . so much . . .. . . I'm   . ..  so. . . sorry"