It seems every Apex Predator had a speech, whether that was the original, or a variant. Andrew had the Apex Predator, Miranda had the Caterpillar, and the newest predator had Gum. It seemed insignificant, useless, but it had a purpose among those speeches. It was the start of a realization, a belief spoken in words. 

He sat cross legged on the top of Death Needle, four people looking on. One was in awe, one got up and walked away, one looked thoroughly concerned, and the last simply nodded, a smile on his face. 

"When I found you, it was like putting a piece of gum in a mechanism. At first, it seems small, useless, it's just gum, sticking to one of the gears. But then the gears move, and the gum sticks, to another gear, and another, and another, until it's everywhere, until it's corrupted the mechanism completely. The mechanism can still move, still function, but the gum is still there, and it can never come out. If you try to clean it out, you might get most of it, but you'll never get all of it, it will always be a part of the mechanism. No matter how hard they try to get you out, you will always be a part of me, THEY will always be a part of me. I'm the gum in the mechanism, I'm the piece that sticks and keeps sticking, I will never leave my home, you will never leave me, no matter how hard they try to pull you out of my head. You're there, you're there for me, for everything we can accomplish, and there is no way in hell they can destroy you because you're everywhere. I am the new Apex Predator, the second here, and not the last. I am the piece that destroys all, you're my gum in my mechanism and I am yours in return. You corrupted the mechanism, you broke what they built, and I am FINALLY something greater because of it. I AM an Apex Predator. I will not let them pull me apart, for I'm stronger that them. Try me, try me, I DARE you. Just try. Like they do. It'll never work. And I think that's amazing. My mechanism finally has everything it needs. I'm free. I'm not stuck, I'm moving. And I'm free." 

Andrew looked on, his brain processing everything, that he had STUCK, he had become something more to make his best friend something more. 

It was only then that he knew, he had finally made an impact. People would see him, through those he loved, those he accidentally "corrupted" from being gum in a mechanism. It wasn't corruption to him, it was teaching, understanding, and helping others to see what he saw. 

He had done it. 

But his mission to live, to create a new life would never be over. 

All this meant was that someone else's mission had become just like his. 

He didn't focus on the fact that Steve was staring at him, that Matt was glaring daggers at him. He focused on his friend, his best friend. 

"Well then, it looks like I finally did something right. See, Matt? I did nothing but good, and look what I have. Everything you don't." 

The sound of increasing bullets rang from below and his instincts told him to take revenge. So he did. 

After all, he is an Apex Predator. 

And he is not alone.