Cassandra woke up to see ambulances and police officers still in the area. She rubbed a tired eye because she didn't realize how much energy it took to drain Ashley's powers. Maybe she should have thought of a different approach.

Something inside of her snapped when she saw that lady: Heather Harp. She has seen her in the memories of her father because she gave him up for adoption.

It enraged Cassandra because someone like that shouldn't be getting that kind of fair treatment. All of it wasn't for punishment, but for the revenge bottled up inside her system. Her mother had said she shouldn't seek revenge. However, that lady had been right in front of her.

Cassandra had never felt that furious before, except for Ashley. It was all because she intended to cause harm, which Cassandra didn't like.

Staring disoriented at the outside world, she watched as police officers tried to get her attention. Some reporters with microphones faced her as they spoke without a voice.

Cassandra wasn't in the mood to listen to adults blab about why she caused that earthquake. She wobbly stood and held her head up to look around for Divina. The thing paced around with a devious grin, seeming amused by all those on the outside.

"Quite a showing. Where did that stupid thing run off to?" Divina snarled.

"It can't run," Cassandra stated.

"Why not get rid of Jason's or Greyson's power?" Divina asked with her hands on her hips.

"It has no form of transportation. Ashley relied on followers or her speed to get places," Cassandra said.

Divina started laughing, causing Cassandra to frown at her. She didn't like Divina's personality. Bella shouldn't have had her life taken away. She does not get to experience life when she destroys Ashley. Soon they may be able to drain away all the powers.

"I can't believe I can get my powers early," Divina said with a devious grin. "You should torture it. Let it suffer until it gives in."

"No," she spat, her arms crossed.

"No? It will be quite enjoyable to see."

Cassandra narrowed her eyebrows as Divina slammed to the ground with an unseen force. Divina attempted to stand, but it didn't work.

"It might be for you, but I'm determined to get its powers gone. I'm not toying like some sick freak," Cassandra spat.

"We need to see it suffer!" Divina barked.

Cassandra released it from her hold. She never realized, but this place had a lot of fields on the outskirts. Most of them were just dirt, with some old crops with uneven holes. The fields outside of the bubble were different, she noticed, because the trees nearby didn't have any leaves and weren't broken.

"I'm doing what I'm doing," Cassandra spat, walking off.

It would be better to leave Divina alone in this field to rot, but she couldn't do that. She had to stick with this thing because they were the ones who could beat Ashley.

"But—" Divina started, but she fell right in front of her on the ground by an invisible force.

"I said no," Cassandra repeated. "Draining powers takes energy out of me. You're human, Divina, which means everything isn't the same."

Divina rushed to catch up with her. "Why don't you teleport to where that stupid thing is?"

"Do you want me wasting my own energy?" Cassandra snapped as she stopped to narrow her eyes at Divina.

It appeared strange to see Bella without her actual personality. Seeing someone who seemed greedy or who enjoyed the pleasure of ensuring torture, unlike the girl who was kind and was disgusted at the sight of torture.

"I don't get why you are concerned about these human."

Cassandra felt her entire body tremble. She held her hands directed at Divina's face making her hitch. For others it might seem a mere threat, but she couldn't erase Divina's existence from Bella's body.

"I care because they don't deserve thin."

She used her hands to pick Divina's up with an invisible force before slamming her to the ground while Divina's eyes were spinning in circles. Everything has to go the exact way she has in mind, because it's unforgivable what Divina did to Bella.

Closing her eyes, she held her palm out as a peach appeared in her hand. She sat on the hard ground, staring down the empty road that was without snow. The sky was dawn, since that prevented Ashley from finding places due to her horrible sight.

"I still find it quite strange that a human could have these amazing abilities. Don't you find it strange?" Divina asked with a smirk, slowly sitting up.

Cassandra made another peach appear but threw it at Divina's face. It split in two as the juice dripped down her face.

"Gross," Divina irked as she wiped a hand over her face.

"You should know all your answers."

"Like how that thing trapping your parents here has always been about control? All the motivation started changing when it sensed you," Divina said.

"You mean when I stopped the storm in my mother's womb?" Cassandra said flatly, eating her peach. "Or how my growth rate has been based off my powers."

Divina laughed and shook her head. "Do people tell you that you're just like your father?"

People have said that constantly. After she made her first announcement when she was born, people came to her saying how she acted similarly to her father by her leadership style. It's the exact determination and ambition to get something done.

"Which is why God has to kill everyone, but that plan went south. It wanted to trap followers for helping to kill in the human world," Divina said as she grabbed the peach from the ground.

"Did something go wrong?" Cassandra asked.

"Us as fallen stars? No, that happened through some loop in space. That human that created god's substance was this human's father," Divina said, jerking a thumb at her chest.

Bella's father ended up being responsible for this mess. She didn't understand how that could be possible or even created. People did say chemicals can create bad substances, which can be drugs.

"When he created this substance, he was secretly falling ill. It was toxic and illegally made, which is why he dumped it," Divina explained. "He pours it in that ditch, which creates particles of a substance. That human falls in the ditch as god attached itself to a victim through a wound. Those humans were getting helpless until you stopped it all."

Cassandra knew because she saw it in her parents' memories. There were ones from the power plant incident or the snow piling up. Yet she was the pause in everything between Ashley and Divina. She changed everything because she somehow ended up stronger than those two. Maybe it was because she was born into a place that wasn't the real world.

"You see how this bubble was created? That human named Ashley didn't exactly create it. The last mutant power granted that day those fifteen and older vanished. This meant all the energy formed around the powers caused that human to create it with the tissues," Divina said.

"So, Ashley's powers were the last developed?"

"No, some random human. God intended for those fifteen and older to vanish because they didn't have powers. From the beginning, everyone had their powers, but they were unaware of them in Simcoe."

"Why only Simcoe?"

"See, this wasn't just about the substance. We, the fallen stars, were aware of the powers that came to earth. My powers were just spread out and randomly chosen. Uden Academy develops them first, then spreads to Simcoe."

Cassandra still didn't exactly get how it worked, but the basic information seemed to indicate that this was unavoidable since the start.

"Now we get to defeat that thing." Cassandra watched as Divina laughed.

Cassandra wanted to defeat Ashley quickly, but at the same time, it pained her. She just wanted her parents to get the peace and happiness they deserved after the hell Ashley had been causing.

Heather felt her mind ache as she woke up in a hospital. Staring across at a light blue wall, she narrowed her eyes. Everything felt disoriented until she spotted the small television in the top corner of the room. She watched as someone from CTV Toronto reported on the latest incident.

Cassandra had seen her with rage. This wasn't for fun; this was targeted. Why would she target her out of all people? Did she ever disturb her in some way? Heather wasn't sure, but she needed to figure out how.

"It's good you survived," one nurse named Hayley remarked. "You do have a concussion. Reporters are saying it was targeted at you."

Heather remembered why it could be targeted. Cassandra is supposed to be her granddaughter, but she didn't even want to see her. This wasn't out of pure randomness, such as the first incident. This was targeted while Bella Foster laughed with a sly grin. Ashley had been there too, except she had been on the ground with fury and fear.

Hearing a knock on the door, Lola Foster stepped into the room. The mother of Bella Foster, who worked at the town pharmacy.

"I'll be back in a few," Hayley dismissed herself. Shutting the wide door, Heather noticed this had been a hospital in York.

"My husband admitted something a couple of months ago," Lola started, sitting across from her in the bedside chair. "Jay didn't mean to create the substance, but it all happened."

Jay was Lola's husband, who has been married for sixteen years. She knew her since they went to the same high school in Simcoe, unlike Jay, who was from Toronto.

Heather snapped from being disoriented as she stared at the women. "Wait, Jay created this?" She asked.

"It was supposed to be the last medication for treating cancer. All of it was supposed to be a simple method, but our boss found out about it. He ordered that Jay dump it in the ditch, creating whatever it did," Lola explained.

"Was it supposed to decrease the tumour earlier?"

"Yes, because he wanted it to be gone," Lola mumbled, tears in her eyes. "He isn't well, plus I haven't seen Bella since we can see inside."

Heather heard that Jay had a brain tumour that started almost a year ago.

"Whatever happened, it seems unavoidable. NASA has been getting involved with the incident, but there have been no official claims," Lola sighed.

There had been a tight bandage wrapped around that ached. "Cassandra's actions weren't an accident," Heather said. "I remember her looking angry."

Cassandra was furious, her face covered with hatred. It had been the first time she had officially seen her up close, but Heather didn't expect to end up in the hospital.

"It's unfortunate, especially with everything going on. Can you believe Cecile Dunlop is being charged with sexual assault?" Lola inquired. "When a court hearing becomes necessary, River might end up with all the money."

Heather stared at Lola with knitted eyebrows. River shouldn't be allowed to be given such cash. The boy would be handed houses, limousines, and millions of dollars.

"They thought about doing it outside that place, which is why scientists are looking into all this," Lola rambled. "They are even testing Jay's body for that substance inside it. I'm not sure if they found any."

Would it be game over if they figured out the substance? Heather didn't understand what was happening, but it wasn't good at all.

"I saw Bella..." Heather started.

"Is she okay?" Lola panicked.

"She hit Ashley in the head with a shovel," Heather said.

Heather didn't understand what she had witnessed or the terms given. God and goddess Cassandra had addressed them as. All of it didn't make sense, but she knew she no longer had her daughter. Ashley had become something that intended to kill them all in the end.

"Maybe it's some phase from all the trauma," Lola said nervously.

What exactly happened in there? Nevaeh had explained some of the concepts, such as the storm or illness, but what else?

"It could be stress. A lot of people have changed personalities," Heather suggested.

"You have to heal from whatever happened," Lola murmured. She stood with a forced smile before walking out of her hospital room.

Heather knew that if she revealed herself in front of that bubble again, she might actually end up dead. It's not that the police could charge Cassandra because they didn't have solid evidence.

In Simcoe, it had been burned to a crisp. Scarlett stared around the plaza in shock that it no longer looked like a plaza. The church had collapsed, with the bricks scattered. Most of the buildings that have been blown over by the wind were destroyed in a pile of ash. The only thing that remained the same was the park, where all the graves had been dug.

"It could be that she was being respectful," Mallory said.

The long rows of covered graves were replaced with sticks due to the wind from the storm Ashley created those months ago. The trees that had blown over were now burned like the grass and houses.

"Do you think they'll get gravestones when this is over?" Mallory inquired.

"If someone wants to sponsor, but it looks slim," Scarlett said.

"Some of these people had such a big impact. Melany always helped with the medication, or even Ilya. I know Nelson started a new grave area, but it doesn't feel the same," Mallory said.

Scarlett glanced over from behind a brush of burned trees and houses that had been burned. The siding was gone, with some burned to ash.

"I doubt there are many weapons around here. Greyson might have kept them stored somewhere," Scarlett remarked.

Greyson wouldn't exactly store them, but everyone would be armed. Just how the two of them had a pistol. Scarlett held it in her hand while Mallory was constantly looking around.

"Uden Academy probably has a lot. Didn't Luke store some weapons away?" Mallory asked.

Scarlett would not be surprised if he did, but if they were still loaded. The two of them walked down a side street as Mallory flashed the flashlight. All of them would have to keep ambushing Ashley until she hid. It takes two months for Divina to actually get her powers, but Scarlett assumed they'd find a quicker method.

Cassandra always rambles about everything she sees or hears. If she saw someone jump over a fire or see someone drive a car, it surprised her.

Scarlett should be caring for a baby, but she grew herself into a teenager like them. Even if she were a teenager, she would act like a child because of her excitement over the simplest things.

The two of them stepped inside a house that had been half burned. It had a large kitchen that had been ash, but the rest seemed to be intact.

"I don't think this place is going to have much we can use," Mallory sighed.

Scarlett looked through empty wooden cabinets. The majority of the cabinet doors had either fallen off or were burned on the ground. Every step she took, it felt like she destroyed something.

"Do you think it's a bad idea that the crackheads went to Uden?" Mallory mumbled as she looked around the living room in ash.

"You think Eden will burn it down?" Scarlett inquired.

"She used to burn cars and stuff!" Mallory panicked as she waved her arms around.

Scarlett remembered seeing Eden and Luke always getting into fights. Sure, people in older grades fight, but those two insane people would fight within a meter of each other. Nobody would ever attempt to stop them except teachers, security, or the two police officers they kept around school grounds.

"That place can go to ash. Then the government will probably ship us all off somewhere else in Canada," Scarlett sighed.

"Our parents might take us back..." Mallory trailed off as she pressed her thumbs together.

"My parents could care less about me. Plus, I'm a teenage mother, so I'd be getting those long lectures about unprotected sex," Scarlett sighed.

Carefully stepping inside a room, Scarlett looked around for anything remotely helpful. All there had been was more ash or broken drywall on the ground.

"What's that?" Mallory asked as she pointed through the open wall to something Scarlett hadn't seen.

It appeared like a person with purple skin, short legs, and choppy black hair that crept around the street. It wasn't human, as if some alien from a different planet. The two of them watched but remained quiet as that thing melted a tree in half with its dark purple arms.

"It looks like those followers," Mallory whispered.

They ducked behind a burned bed that had the back wall uneven.

"I don't think Cassandra created these," Scarlett said. "She wants to keep us safe, but this is destroying something."

"Is it going to kill us?" Mallory panicked.

"I don't think so, but we have to find Mark and Angel."

The thing walked down the street before running into a tree. Scarlett put a hand over her mouth as it stumbled back by walking forward. Taking a step, she peered into another bedroom, and they looked out that window. That thing headed for the plaza through the cracked window.

"Shouldn't Cassandra be able to stop it?" Mallory asked.

Cassandra may be her daughter who could save them, but she's trying to drain Ashley's powers away. It could be that she doesn't even know. Scarlett had to teach her things that left her confused.

"Maybe they eat us or something," Mallory whispered.

Scarlett didn't want to die by some weird-looking alien that had only three fingers on each hand. It's an inhuman thing that may have been created somehow by Ashley.

Cassandra rambled that she wanted to get rid of Ashley's speed first. Apparently, it's considered a risk factor even if Ashley is nearsighted.

"Divina might be doing something," Mallory said as she crouched beside her.

It couldn't be possible because Divina wouldn't get her powers until two months.

"It might be through Maverick's illusions," Scarlett whispered.

"So, they might not hurt us?" Mallory asked.

Scarlett knew that was highly unlikely. Anything Ashley has created in the past was to kill them, like the storm or those fires she set in Simcoe.

"I wouldn't trust it after what we saw. That thing is probably her new followers," Scarlett said.

"So, we're going to die?"

"We're in the endgame stage. Ashley wants to kill us all. Cassandra wants to save us. Divina wants to kill Ashley," Scarlett sighed.

Hearing the door open, Scarlett rushed over to see Mark and Angel.

"Okay, what is that?" Angel panicked.

"It's some creepy thing! It sliced a tree, then ran into a tree," Mallory rambled as she twisted her thumbs around.

In Mark's hand, he held a clear bottle of nail polish remover and a lighter in the opposite hand.

"Find anything?" Scarlett asked. "I think the last thing we are worried about is our nails."

"It's flammable," Mark stated, holding up the bottle of nail polish remover.

"We're lighting her body on fire?" Mallory asked with a wary expression.

"We're causing a fire," Angel said.

"We aren't the crackheads!" Mallory panicked in a whisper.

Bryce had burned part of the counter in a science class, and Eden had accidentally burned the teacher's desk. The teachers said it was an accident, but it had been intentional.

"I thought the fireworks were a distraction?" Mallory inquired.

"We might figure out what kills those things," Angel whispered.

"We found two lighters," Mark whispered.

Mark carefully opened the black door. They walked quietly, but it felt like everything around them was loud. They dove behind another house, staring at the thing in the centre of the damaged plaza.

"How do we even get near it?" Mallory whispered.

The alien was walking around in a circle on the destroyed road, looking down at its feet that were bare.

"We're going to throw the bottle," Mark whispered.

Scarlett wanted to laugh, but it seemed like a stupid idea to try to use fire. Although she wanted to try anything to get out of this place.

Mark unscrewed the grey cap, holding the clear liquid in his hand.

"Ready?" Mark asked.

Scarlett watched Mark throw the nail polish remover right at that thing's feet.

Angel threw the lit lighter directly where the liquid spilled. They watched it get engulfed in flames as the thing made a loud screeching sound. It popped as the followers did, with the flames still glowing where the liquid had spilled. They rushed near the rubble of Burger King to see that the thing had melted away.

"Do we have to burn them?" Mallory asked.

Watching the burning flames glow, she wondered if there had been more of those things around here.

"Missiles would come in handy. It's not that we can use gasoline or our lighters," Angel sighed.

The fire continued to slightly spread on some of the charred buildings, but it was barely melting it.

"How do you shoot a missile?" Mark asked.

"Don't you light them?" Angel asked.

"River has fireworks, so maybe those will work," Scarlett said as she looked around the rest of the plaza.

The street was uneven, with cracks or potholes . This was the same place where Greyson fought Jason or when Luke attacked the plaza with thugs.

"Should we keep looking for things that cause fire?" Angel asked.

"We have to keep burning until we get out of this place," Scarlett said as she searched around the plaza. Looking up at the dawn sky with its mix of dark blue and orange, she let out a sigh.

"We don't have much to start fires," Mark said as he looked at the building that had been blown to the ground.

"Is the gas still accessible or not?" Scarlett asked as she attempted to pick up a small piece of drywall but found it hard.

"Yeah," Mark said, his hand in his pocket.

Now that Scarlett thought about it, using gasoline wouldn't work. It would catch fire, but that might fry their skin.

"Aren't there chemicals we could use? Like cleaning stuff?" Mallory asked.

"It's less harmful, but where do we get the chemicals?" Mark inquired.

"We're going on a trip to Uden Academy," Scarlett said with a smirk.

It's been awhile since she had gone to Uden Academy. The last time she was there was when they left for the power plant to turn on the electricity, but that obviously didn't work.

"They've probably started to burn the place down already!" Mallory panicked as she waved her arms up and down.

"It's doubtful yet. Chemicals are harmful, so they'll probably have them by the time we get there," Scarlett implied.

In the past, she used chemicals in science class but also to create schemes. Once she convinced this brainiac named Douglas to switch their carton dioxide with another group to cause an explosion with the bunsen burner since they set the burner too high.

"They won't be all gone?" Mark asked.

"We've had the idiots play around with them. Greyson kept them off limits," Scarlett spoke.

Cleaning chemicals didn't have any use to them when they could care less about cleaning. Who knows if chemicals work on something inhuman.

We finally figured out who created the substance and that's why Divina choose Bella.