Prologue

Lightning flashed and thunder roared over Camp Wawanakwa island, or what was left of it. The land was gorged in dozens of places, cliff cut in half and the snow covering what little life would have survived the carnage wrought between the two titans.

Autumn had started recently in Canada and the October chill was expected around Muskoka, Ontario. The raging blizzard and the burning forest however was nothing that could be seen outside of the gateways of Hell itself. Explosions peppered the landscape once again as the two combatant re-engaged their battles after their slight break.

Blue lightning poured out of the hands of the two men, igniting the night sky. Those unlucky enough to see the status of both men however could witness that the smaller of the two was clearly exhausted. Frozen sweat poured out of his forehead, his mangled jacket ripped, cuts and bruises littering his unprotected skin.

Pants ripped and eyes gorged out from the brutal engagement the smaller combater barely seemed to be conscious let alone capable of summoning another lightning storm onto his engaged opponent. He knew it was probably going to be the last attack he could do but he had to kill his opponent anyways.

Standing at 182.9 cm and weighing 109.35 kilograms this was Cody Emmett Jameson Anderson. Few would have pegged the man barely standing as the weak geek but there was no doubt that it was him. Half-deaf, left kidney eaten up and pants ripped Cody flung another bolt at where he believed his opponent was hoping he knew where his opponent was.

It was not the first mistake he made in this fight. His opponent had over two decades of experience in using the very same powers he had gifted Cody and knew exactly what the younger user could and could not do.

Flashing behind Cody, his opponent stabbed him through the chest with his right hand.

"Haven't you learned that this is useless already?" retorted the large man.

Standing at 213.36 cm and weighing 204.45 kg, Jermayne Eamon Scott Desmondwas not merely built like a tank, he was far more dangerous than one. Metal and oil fuelled machines. For Desmond it was merely the very same things normal humans consumed along with a healthy dosage of electricity.

"No," hissed Cody flipping backwards away from his opponent, "It's not!"

Of course that was partially true. Desmond was sporting quite a few injuries himself even if said wounds did not hold silver to Cody's. Busted lips, scorched skin, bleeding chest, and worse of several destroyed fingers. The fight itself was mildly challenging on his part as Desmond actually had to put an effort.

"Oh you're right," tissed Demond as a solid beam of light pierced the very same point Desmond had hit on Cody's chest.

"You've made all this truly possible Cody. Both my past … and your future."

Cody on the other hand couldn't seem to think about the meaning of his words as he fell the ground. He had failed. The past few years of pushing himself to the brink, to the limit were all for nothing. Blood splattered the snows creating a pool of steadily growing red.

It was cold to the touch. Far too cold for his liking. Even though he knew it wasn't going to be long now he could help but cry knowing all the people he had failed to save.

I'm sorry Sierra

"Just thank you. Thank you for standing by me all the way. And for seeing real me."

I'm sorry Justin

"Well it looks like underneath that hunky pile of man-meat you really do have a heart?"

I'm sorry Courtney

"If nothing else then at least I'll be here for you. Remember this is not your fault. None of this is."

I'm sorry Harold

"Do you really think I'd abandon you after just a simple mistake? A mistake we all could have made?"

I'm sorry Bridgette

"Just true me please? Three minutes. That's all I need. Three minutes and I promise to get you out of this alive. I promise."

I'm sorry Noah

"Oh didn't know you liked Amazon's so much. Well if you need me to hook you up then don't worry. The Codemeister is your wingman."

I'm sorry Gwen

"Do I accept my fate? No I don't. Do I want you happy? Of course. There's nothing that more that I wouldn't want to achieve."

I'm sorry Trent

"It not enough is it? It's not nearly enough is it? How long and how much do I have to do? I'm crying my eyes out here knowing I'm going to die."

I'm sorry Heather

"Thank you. Thank you for everything. For being here and being there when I needed you to. Now come on and let's help you win this. It's the least I can do and the nothing less than what you deserve. Now let's shut up and go!"

Those memories kept playing in Cody's mind as he lay there dying, flashing back to the day this all started. When he was his most miserable and happiest. The road to his end and the day the clock really start ticking. At least this nightmare was over.

He could die at last.

Then before he embraced the darkness before entering the seven hells Cody remembered. Remembered the two twin blonde girls that gave him the chance and gave him the power to really change himself and future.

Samantha

"I love you Cody. I know you can't say those words to me but that's all I want you to know. And I will love you until the day I die in this life and the next."

Amanda.

"If you want to know what I see in you then you're really blind to your virtues and focus too much on your flaws. My dream is to make you happy and be by your side every step of the way."

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