Thy Will Be Done - Part 3

The battle between Amy and the now transformed Mr. Hawthorne intensified to an unprecedented level. Hawthorne's newfound strength and speed gave him an advantage, allowing him to toss Amy aside like a ragdoll and strike her with his sharp claws from every angle. Amy, with her arms crossed to protect her face, endured the onslaught as she healed from each attack. Despite the pain, she waited for the right moment to counter.

That moment came when Mr. Hawthorne's overconfidence made him vulnerable. Amy unleashed a powerful fawich scream, sending him off balance and hurling him into dangerous chemicals and gasoline, causing a massive explosion. The blast inflicted severe injuries on him, and he struggled to heal as flames engulfed their battlefield. Amy, her wings unfurled, marveled briefly at her newfound power before hearing the rumble of debris and seeing Hawthorne emerge from the flames, still healing.

With her wings now fully spread, Amy soared into the air, her eyes fixed on Hawthorne with a deadly intent. "You're neither a fawich nor a lycan. What are you?" he asked, stunned by her transformation.

"I'm a supernatural," Amy replied, her voice filled with determination. She charged towards him with immense speed, and realizing the dire situation, Hawthorne attempted to flee. They soared through the shattered rooftop and into the atmosphere, engaged in a high-speed aerial chase.

Amy quickly caught up to him. In their final confrontation, she used her magic to rip off his right leg and left arm, leaving him helpless. With a firm grip, she wrapped her wings around him, preventing any escape. Then, with a swift and brutal move, she ripped off his head, ending his life. Amy released his lifeless body, watching it fall into the flames below, consumed by the inferno.

On the other side of the battle, Malachi's fight with Dracula reached its climax. Malachi, channeling his angelic power, thrust his hand into Dracula's chest and ripped out his black heart. The heart dripped with a thick, black substance as Dracula's undead body turned to ash. The heart, now lifeless, fell to the ground and faded away along with the substance, leaving nothing but remnants of the ancient vampire's defeat.

Meanwhile, Liliana and Emma's battle came to a poignant end. Liliana, using her divine magic, placed her right hand on Emma's chest, channeling temporary restorative power into her undead sister. Emma's expression softened, showing worry, surprise, and concern as some of her sanity was restored. Liliana embraced her warmly, tears in her eyes.

"There's so much I wanted to tell you, Emma," Liliana said with deep sisterly affection, holding Emma's hand tenderly. "I'm so sorry for not being there when you needed me the most, for abandoning you, letting you go through this struggle yourself."

Emma, without speaking, returned the embrace, black tears swelling in her eyes. "I forgive you, sister," she whispered. With those words, Emma's body began to crack open with a bright light. She faded away in Liliana's arms, transforming into rays of light and particles. Liliana, overwhelmed by the bittersweet moment, shed tears as her sister departed.

Bella and Marcus's intense struggle reached its zenith as Bella dove towards Marcus in his mega wolf form. With fluidity, she twisted over him, placing her hands on his chest. She grabbed both ends of his beastly mouth, pressing one foot against his back where his spinal cord was located and the other firmly on the ground, before brutally ripping him apart into pieces. As Marcus lay dead, Bella stood victorious, her breath heavy but steady.

Amy, having just finished her own battle, located her mother. She was amazed to see Amy in her fully transformed state with wings, smiling beautifully at her.

"It seems you've finally learned how to spread your wings and fly, my dear," Bella said with a lovely motherly smile.

"Yeah, I did, Mom. It sprung out during battle," replied Amy, smiling back while hovering in midair.

Amy noticed the brutality of Marcus and the familiar pattern in which he was ripped apart, prompting her to playfully tease her mother about copying her signature move.

"Mom, did you just use my signature move on that guy?" Amy asked playfully as she landed beside her mother and they both reverted back into their human forms.

"I taught you those moves... but yeah, kind of, but mine was different," Bella replied playfully, embracing her daughter.

Their moment was interrupted when Amy spotted the zombified Professor Hamilton from his hideout, having clumsily exposed himself. He meant no harm and presented himself after witnessing their brief transformations. He explained about Marcus Brian's genetic upgrades and warned that if they didn't find a way to permanently kill him, he would self-recover and possibly adapt to every previous death method. They all witnessed Marcus's severed body struggling and gradually regenerating.

"So you're saying that once he recovers, we will have to find new ways to defeat him, as he would be immune to being killed the same way twice?" Bella asked for reassurance.

"Yes!" replied the zombified professor.

"So how do we permanently stop him?" asked Amy.

"Total disintegration," said zombified Professor Hamilton. "Leave no trace of him. That's how you put an end to him for good."

"If that's the case, then with my fairy and witches' magic, I shall incinerate this abomination into nothingness," Amy declared. She stretched forth her hand towards the regenerating body of Marcus Brian and unleashed a powerful spell. Marcus's body began to burn, disintegrating completely into ash and smoke, leaving no trace behind.

As the ashes of Marcus drifted away, Amy and Bella stood side by side, their bond strengthened by the battles they had fought and the victories they had achieved together. The zombified professor, though an unlikely ally, had helped them secure a crucial victory, ensuring that Marcus Brian would never return.

As the group regrouped, with Elijah noticeably absent, the zombified Professor Hamilton revealed the location of Azriel. Following his directions, they found themselves at the other end of the rooftop, partially untouched by the destruction. Azriel, her back to them, sensed their presence. She gazed upon the magnificent yet horrifying destruction of the world below.

"Soon this world will be terraformed into an even greater hellish form. This is just a stepping stone of what is to come. All humans will be extinct, leaving behind a world inhabited by supernaturals. Only those who stand by me will inherit my kingdom here on Earth while I terraform whence I came from," Azriel declared in a calm, bold yet terrifying tone that struck fear into their hearts.

"Unfortunately, that inheritance won't belong to you, Lilu," Azriel said, turning to face the group with confidence. "I see the guardian has met his demise as well. What a shame; he would have evened the odds against me."

As the zombified professor began revealing the secret of the global mass destruction, pointing out the towering doomsday device that loomed over the rooftop, channeling dark energy from the satellite in space, Azriel struck him with deadly precision, piercing his heart. He fell from the rooftop down to the mansion's end floor. This act stunned the group.