You're probably wondering wtf that last chapter was.

The narrator for Chapter 27 got bombed before he could say anything lol. But now we're back with the omniscient narrator (Cyber) who's immortal so nothing is interrupting this chapter.

Anyways, the Infernals are getting DESTROYED. Explosions galore, literally everything was blowing up. Some Infernal jets tried to fly out but were targeted before they could escape. Fire spread everywhere, and everyone was dying.

Anti-air turrets set all around the base got to work shooting down a lot of missiles before they could reach them. That helped buy some time as chaos continued to unravel.

Amidst the turmoil, Roger sprinted along the runway as more rockets were blasted out of the sky. He found Ebony taking cover underneath a satellite dish.

"Ebony! It's time for us to go."

The black man coughed in his face. "And go where? Earth is gone, man. You saw him, and I know you heard him. There is no winning this, and escape is impossible."

"We can always try." Roger extended a hand forward.

However, before any handshakes commenced, a noise interrupted them. They looked out at the airstrip and saw a few Division helicopters approach for a landing. They managed to slip past the air defenses while they focused on the missile bombardment.

Once the helicopters touched down, the doors flew open and several agents emerged. It was time for close-quarters combat.

Gunfire spewed, and every surviving Infernal on the surface fired back. Both sides immediately suffered some casualties. Surprisingly though, most casualties were Division based. These Infernals were experienced soldiers with extensive training. They were ex-Division after-all.

But more choppers appeared, each one dropping off so many more agents. For every agent they shot down, twelve more took their place. Soon enough, the Infernals were being overrun. They needed assistance ASAP otherwise they would all die. The agents brought forth anarchy and destruction with their advanced weaponry.

In the distance, another Division helicopter appeared. It slowed down, but it never landed. Instead, its rotary machine guns spun around and prepared to open fire. Several Infernals took cover behind anything right before the helicopter suddenly unleashed a torrent of bullets.

But there was something strange. None of the bullets ever struck the Infernals or their barricades. Rather, when they looked, they saw the chopper shooting its own crew of agents down. All the agents died and the helicopter flew over to the Infernals. It hovered above them and turned around.

More missiles were headed their way. The anti-air turrets struck a few of them down, but a few of them made it past the defenses. However, the helicopter opened fire and shot down every single one of them.

Tron saw it all happen from his giant floating disc that he stood on. He set down his binoculars. "Bro! Who let the traitors in? That's not cool!"

He picked up a sniper rifle with special ion blasts that could destroy machines in one shot. He aimed down the scope and opened fire. The ionized bullet struck the chopper's tail and set it ablaze. The helicopter spun out of control and crashed over the airstrip.

It didn't explode, and once it crashed, two figures jumped out of it. Jax rubbed his head as he stumbled out the helicopter. Nova on the other hand grabbed his hand and helped him walk.

Up ahead was Ebony, and he gasped in realization as his hood accent returned. "Ay kus, it's my girl! And boy. I thought you's joined the dead homies, ay y'all got anyone else?"

"Sinne amháin atá ann." (It's just us.)

"Gentleman, what?"

Jax stepped in. "Best not to question it. Nova said on the way over here that we need to make our final stand."

That's when Roger overheard them and interrupted them. "Final stand? Look around you, mate, we're only delaying the inevitable."

"Thug Tron an domhan ar fad anseo, ach tá duine amháin fós in easnamh air." (Tron has brought the whole world here, but he's missing one more person.)

Through my will, I've given Ebony and Roger the ability to understand Ancient Gaelic. Roger asked. "What does it matter that he's missing one person? Unless they have the ability to change the tides of this annihilation, we have no means of survival."

Suddenly, their dialogue was interrupted by another invasion from Tron's army. Hundreds of aircrafts surrounded the Infernal base, and countless agents swarmed the runway from all sides.

Even Tron approached atop his hovering platform. He posed for the cameras that were shooting the scene for his cinematic trailer, looking cool as he inspected the battlefield. His platform aired above the Infernals, and he laughed maniacally.

"With my epic kung fu powers, none of you will survive!" Tron yelled and flexed his muscles. "Y'all are gonna die so bad!"

Just as he said that, a loud noise caught everyone's attention. They all turned their heads and looked back at distance. When Tron saw it, he suddenly had flashbacks to Chapter 1. Something was headed his way, and he panicked.

"OH SHIT!" Tron screamed and leapt off his platform to freedive in the air.

A massive passenger plane on fire flew into his platform, crushed it and nose-dived onto the Infernal airstrip. It crashed in a spectacular fireball of explosions that wiped out a large portion of the swarming agents and covered the entire area in a chaotic mess of metallic debris and flames.

Tron fell to the airstrip and stood up quickly. A few of his surviving agents surrounded him to protect him as they looked around.

Four people parachuted from the sky that must have jumped out the plane before it crashed. Two of them were Ex-Director Cuntfield and Agent Trin. But the other two?

Tron gasped.

They were Pam and Joana.

"Yo my Portuguese girlfriend is back?!" Tron exclaimed in horror.

"Asshole!" Joana yelled. "Now you get big momma treatment for not paying your rent."

"Yeah, and you'll pay for what you've done to this world!" Pam said.

"Shit up Pam, nobody cares about you." Tron said back. "I mean shut up. Please don't shit here."

A lot of more agents arrived to help Tron, and the battle continued. A bunch of super awesome and badass fight sequences occurred, but we're gonna skip that to focus on plot stuff. Oh boo hoo, you'll get detailed action in just a second, just bear with me.

Throughout the fiery destruction in their way, multiple characters looked at one another.

Roger ejected his rifle's magazine and readied another one. Nova grabbed a pistol and strapped her new eyepatch.

Cuntfield recited a short prayer and straightened his jacket. Trin pulled out two silenced pistols and twirled them.

Joana jiggled her h-cup bulletproof boobs and deflected all the fire off of her. Pam smacked a man with a pan.

Ebony took his shirt off and reawakened his n-word hood gangster energy. Jax awkwardly stood in the open like an idiot lol.

Tron did a backflip and T-Posed on his haters so they all exploded and died. I bought a bowl of lamb biryani from a local Indian restaurant for $20.99.

Then, all hell broke loose.

Within the midst of war and chaos, all the important characters scattered around the battlefield and fought hard. With so many characters to focus, we'll take a few at a time. Tron was distracted by all the Infernals shooting at him that he never realized his ex-girlfriend was running at him from behind.

He turned but it was too late. Her massive breasts slapped him, but she didn't stop there. Shaking her chest, her boobs delivered a series of devastating blows across Tron's cheeks repeatedly in a never-ending barrage. Once he was stunned by her attack, she knelt down and suddenly jumped up, her cleavage finishing him off with a powerful uppercut to his chin that sent him flying in the air. (what the fuck did I just write?) 

Just as Tron plummeted to the ground, Jax ran around him in a state of panic. Bullets sprayed all around him and he somehow avoided getting shot while trying to run to safety. Explosions rocked the area and a few agents stumbled against him. Jax's plot armor saved him when one of the agents was whacked in the head by Pam's pan. But then another agent suddenly pulled out a katana they must have stolen from Japan. Jax then realized he was still wearing his super metallic gloves from uh, Chapter 19 I think? He caught the katana's blade with his hand by pure accident and snatched it away to give himself a fighting chance. 

Ebony found a shotgun that was dropped by a dead Infernal. He picked it up and charged forward. Every agent that stood in his way was blasted and turned into a donut. He cocked his gun again and shot another hole into one agent before he ran out of ammo. But that didn't stop him. He butt-smacked the gun against somebody's head and started jumping him. A pack of angry Rottweilers suddenly appeared from behind and aided Ebony in attacking the downed agent. 

Agent Trin side-stepped around some other agents and tried to find a clear shot to shoot Tron. But once she aimed both of her silenced pistols, one of them was shot out of her hand. She darted back and looked at the hot red-headed girl with one eye. 

"Impossible." Trin straightened her posture.

Nova glared back. "Ar a laghad, buailfimid sa deireadh le haghaidh comhrac deiridh. Ba bheag nár chuir tú deireadh le mo shaol, agus anois tá sé in am an fhearg seo eatarthu a chríochnú. Ní fhéadfaidh ach duine againn maireachtáil, agus cinnteoidh mé nach tú an duine sin. Ó urchair tú mo cheann, tá m'anam troda ársa múscailte agam, agus níl aon rud anois a shábhálfaidh tú uaim." (Let's fight.) 

Trin didn't want to prolong a nonsensical fight for the sake of comedy, so she raised her pistol and fired a bullet towards Nova's other eye. What should have been an easy kill somehow never made full contact. A bang rung in the air, and Trin watched her own bullet get clobbered in midair. 

She couldn't believe it, but she fired another bullet. That's when she paid attention to Nova's movements. The Irish girl fired her own gun at Trin's bullet, causing both projectiles to collide in the air and fall to the ground. 

"An fhadhb scil?" (Skill issue?)

Trin gritted her teeth in rage and charged forward while firing multiple shots. Nova started using gymnastics to dodge some of the bullets while she fired at the ones she couldn't avoid. There was a brief tackle between the two of them, and Trin was shoved back. She tried to shoot again, but she ran out of ammo. Nova took the opportunity to shoot the agent, but her gun was also empty. 

Both girls reloaded and the shooting commenced with every single bullet being knocked out of the sky. Eventually, Nova found the opportunity to charge towards her attacker and they both stumbled into hand-to-hand combat as both their guns fell out their hands. 

Meanwhile, on the other side of the airstrip that's somehow not destroyed yet, two Aussie men faced each other in a final standoff. Both men wore trench jackets that rippled in the heavy wind, but only one had a rifle. 

"What happened to you Kent?" Roger kept his gun aimed on his best buddy's head. 

Cuntfield had both his hands up, he was defenseless. "Things changed, and I changed along with them. It was out of my control."

"The Division was meant to protect the world from the corruptible." 

"I brought peace, justice, freedom and security to my Division!" Cuntfield kept his distance with caution. "I did so till the end, till Tron returned and took it away from me." 

Roger took a step towards him, his arms shook. "You created Tron!" 

"Because I was forced to."

"By who?" Roger continued his pace as the tension grew. 

Cuntfield remained quiet as he stepped back, his feet nearing the edge of the airstrip and approaching the horribly great fall to his death ahead. 

"I want an answer, Kent! You threw everything away, and for what? If you aren't responsible for this, then who is?!" 

"I am." 

Cuntfield didn't say that. In fact, nobody said it. The voice came from behind Roger, and he slowly turned his head around. 

I stood behind him, dressed in all black clothing with a local grocery store's logo on my shirt and a purple name tag. "Sorry, I'm writing this while still at work. That's the best part of working in curbside pickup. When there's no orders to shop or take out, I can sit down and do whatever I want for an hour." 

"Who the hell are you?" Roger asked. 

Cuntfield pointed a finger at me. "That's him. It's Cyber Guy." 

I smile like an evil douchebag. "Cuntfield was never your target. Nor was it Tron, the Division, or the entire world that gathered here to kill you." I take my shirt off to reveal a jacket underneath since my shift ended. "Your target was me from the start." 

Roger aimed his rifle at me, and I stood with my hands behind my back. He threatened me. "Cyber, I've heard that name. I was told you were writing a book. Tell me, where's that book of yours and what are you doing here?" 

"Look around you Roger. The book is right in front of you. As for me, well I'm here to witness the finale up close and personal." 

Cuntfield stepped beside Roger with caution. "He's been behind everything. The Division, the Infernals, the Pioneers. Every single event that has occurred to bring us here; he's responsible for all of it."

"Why?" Roger asked, his finger resting against his trigger. 

My smile lowered, and I stood expressionless. 

"Because I can."

Roger pulled the trigger and opened fire, but I already saw it coming. In fact, I wanted him to. I made him do it just to demonstrate my power. 

His bullet phased through me. I remained unharmed. And so, I gave my evil speech.

"In this world, I am your God. You cannot hope to kill me, nor can you stop my plans in any way shape or form. Whatever I write will become a reality, and I control all of you. I've brought you all here for one final fight because I wanted it. Whatever I want, happens. And right now, I want you all to fight till the end. I want this finale to be climactic, and with my writing... it will be climactic." 

I snap my fingers, and I explode but in a way that doesn't kill me. I want more action and more chaos, and that's exactly what I'll get. Roger braced until the light from my explosion erased, and the true cosmic forces of destruction appeared. 

Tron's army began the final assault. 

Speaking of Tron, he grew tired of being slapped around by his ex-girlfriend. It was time he did something about that. He remembered that he is the MAIN CHARACTER. This is HIS book, it always has been. He did another backflip and leapt into the air only to hover with his ultimate power. 

Joana couldn't reach him from there, her boobs just weren't big enough. Tron used the force and lifted her off the ground without even touching her. She started to choke, but right before he finished her, a pan hit his head. 

He let go of Joana and focused his attention on Pam. He dove into the ground and flexed his muscles so they grew twice as big. Pam threw another pan, but his super muscles shattered the pan into nothingness. He clapped his hands and delivered a sonic blast that sent her flying off the edge of the airstrip. 

Some fighter jets zoomed past and delivered a payload of utter annihilation across the battlefield. Tron caught one missile with his hands and threw it back in the air. It blew up on contact with one of the jets. Sure, that jet was part of his army, but that was hella epic.

But now, it was time for the Infernals to have some fun too. This is an AIRSTRIP and we've seen no planes take off or land. Several Infernal jets sped down the runway, some of them running into agents along the way. 

Nova and Trin were still fighting to the death. But during their struggle, the jets interrupted them. It gave Nova the opportunity to charge into her again, and this time, she did something different. Nova reached for Trin's arm and touched her wrist-pad that functioned as a grappling hook. The hook shot out and attached itself to one of the jets. With a punch to the agent's face, she was yanked behind as the Infernal jet took off with her being dragged along into the air. 

"Trin!" Cuntfield yelled as he saw everything happen. 

Roger turned and saw her. Just for a brief second, he saw the last glimpse of her struggle to maintain stability while being hauled behind the jet. 

"Trinity..." He whispered. 

I appeared beside him and watched his ex-wife disappear. That's when he suddenly noticed me and yelled, but he was too late. I too disappeared from his view before he could strangle me. 

On the other side of the airstrip, Ebony just finished beating an agent to death with his knuckles. He caught his breath and checked to make sure his gold chain was still attached to his neck. That's when he spotted Jax still stumbling around like a moron.

"Ayo Jax, what the fuck you doin' kus?!" 

Jax stopped and turned. "I don't know what to do, sir! There's too many of them!" 

Another jet was getting ready to take off from the airstrip. Ebony had an idea. "Man we ain't got time for this shit!" 

He approached Jax and set his shotgun aside. Then, he punched Jax and suddenly picked him up. "You best make yourself useful and get yo ass up in the air now!" 

Right when the jet slowed by, he tossed Jax onto the jet's wing. Ebony climbed up and opened the jet's hatch. The Infernal pilot looked all confused, but the black gangster just chucked the pilot out and dragged poor Jax inside. 

Jax tried to protest. "I don't know how to fly this thing!" 

"Figure it the fuck out gentleman! And you better not die on me bitch! Otherwise I destroy gentlemen, I swear to God!" 

Just to amuse Ebony, I decided to give Jax the sudden knowledge of flying the jet, and he took off in an instant to wreck havoc in the sky. But Ebony wasn't done. He turned to face Tron in the distance. 

Ebony picked up his shotgun and reloaded it one last time.

"Ay motherfucker!" He screamed at Tron, and the agent looked his way.

The black man sprinted forward with all his might, with pure determination to kill the evil agent. But Tron looked cocky, he crossed his arms and smirked. 

Right before Ebony got close enough to fire, Tron did the unthinkable.

Tron said the n-word. 

Ebony fell to his knees and placed a hand over his chest and gasped.

Ebony was defeated.

All hope was lost now. Tron's army arrived, and millions of agents aided by brainwashed angry civilians infiltrated the base. It wasn't just the airstrip they invaded, it was the entire mountain range. 

Roger knew the end was near. He cursed and aimed his rifle back at Cuntfield. "You. You know Cyber, you know how to stop this."

"What the fuck, no?" Cuntfield resisted.

Suddenly, Nova interrupted them. "Leave him alone. I know how to deal with this." 

Roger turned towards her. "You were under Ebony's leadership, what do you know about Cyber?" 

"I know enough to know how to defeat him." 

I became insulted. How could she possibly know? She's a character I made up, how dare she defy me? My girlfriend has betrayed me. 

Roger had to ask. "And how do we defeat him?"

"I won't say, I only ask you to trust me the next time he returns. He's listening, and he's waiting for me to slip, but I won't reveal anything." 

I'm tempted to blow her up, but I just can't end things like that... and the worst thing is she probably knows it.

Nova continued. "He won't kill me, not now at least. We can use that time against him especially if you stay close to me." 

BULLSHIT! HOW DOES SHE KNOW EVERYTHING?! Also wait, how the fuck is she speaking English? 

"Cyber is only human, he's not a God. And like most humans, he can be quite forgetful." 

I completely forgot to translate her dialogue into Old Irish. But wait, I can always go back and 

"Edit." Nova finished my sentence, WTF??? "He makes mistakes, but he can't fix them. Not when he's already written them and made them happen. Mistakes like that will cost him everything, and that is how we will win." 

Nova... damn it. I've underestimated her intelligence. And to think she would be the one to outsmart me, the betrayal is unreal. I must stop her, but how do I kill her without making it seem lame? Audiences were super disappointed when I had her shot in the head anti-climactically. Would they be disappointed again if I just killed her right now by my own will without any proper buildup? 

That's when I suddenly noticed that Nova was whispering to Cuntfield and Roger simultaneously. While I was distracted with my internal monologuing, she was already progressing the plot without me. FUCK THIS CLEVER WOMAN!

I've had enough. 

While everyone is dying and war is spreading, I'm making my final appearance. 

Meanwhile, Tron danced over Ebony. He delivered orange justice over his black adversary. "Bro you're weak! I got more kills than your IQ!" 

But then, Ebony grabbed Tron's legs and somehow gained the incredible strength to throw Tron in the air. Ebony quickly got up and unleashed his wrath.

"AIN'T NOBODY GON DISCRIMINATE AGAINST ME LIKE THAT, BITCH! THIS FO' THE DEAD HOMIES! FUCK YOU GENTLEMAN!" He delivered a ninja kick against Tron just as he came plummeting down. The kick was powerful enough to launch Tron halfway across the airstrip. 

I appeared through a portal and stood beside Tron as he struggled to stand. 

"Damn Tron, I wrote you to be an unstoppable force. Have you really met your immoveable challengers?" 

"Man this is unfair." Tron complained. "I thought racism was enough to defeat him. What are you doing here anyways?" 

"I'm here to end this finale with one last chapter. Or perhaps two more. It depends on how early I get my ass kicked." 

Now that I had everyone's attention again, it was time for the final battle to center around the boss battle. With my ultimate power, I summoned my writing abilities to make the finale as exciting as possible. 

But that's all for the next chapter.