There was a flash of light, like a meteor headed for the ship, before they knew, it, not far from them stood a girl, cradled in her arms was another person, female in form, Andy had a smile on his face, he turned to the Colonel, wondering if he had realized who they were yet, or should he tell him.

The beast fell, bringing the half sunken ship with it, Andy and the rest of the people on deck watched as it did, they saw everything, apparently, someone has bee video taping it as well.

It was broadcast through out the world, well, for those who had access to electricity. "Well now, what do you know..." Andy teased. "Looks like the Pandora's did it." he laughed.

Martinez gave a smirk before excusing him self, he eyed the Pandora's suspiciously before proceeding to his ship. The cheers could be heard from every ship near by, they were saved, and they knew who or what saved them, they all saw it, the day was saved. And before they all knew it, the sun came out, slowly, but it did. It was a new day, a new hope for all humanity.

The three days of darkness ended in a victory, a victory for man kind. Andy turned to Ingrid and at the green haired girl carrying her. "Good job" he said, with a rare smile carved in his face. "Good job."

Chiffon watched on, impressed by her fellow Pandora's skill and resilience.

As the beast fell, she regarded it closely. It seems she was right. Chiffon doubted that thing even had a brain. More-so, she thought of it as as a collection of the consciousness of it's victims, or perhaps, their souls?

Chiffon, like all the other Pandora, could see ghosts since they were children. It was a relief to see all those souls freed.

Then the sun burst though the darkness, Chiffon squinted in the glare, its soothing warmth enveloping her. "Ah, at last! I thought I was going to turn into a ghost for a while..." she says with a smile.

The red haired girl smiled as her eyes saw the death of the beast.... So, it was a Nova after all. She continued to lean against Cassie feeling her body not responding to her commands. She looked watching the souls of the freed leaving the hulk of flesh. Tears welled up inside as she knew she did the right thing, even it it was a bittersweet feeling.

Quickly the tears vanished as a bloodied arm rubbed them away. That man, the President spoke to her. She made it out as 'good job'. Ingrid smiled gently as she felt movement i her legs again. She stood up as she took a bow, blood dripping from the uniform she had on. "Its all part of what we do sir! y-you don't have to thank me" she said in a tone that showed meeting him made her nervous. First Cassie, now the president! If it was not for the monster she faced, it would be thought that this was a dream.

"Well done Ingrid"

The Lone girl said as he stood on the roof of the command point on the only other. Her hair blew in the breeze as lights were around the place. The rescue crew she ordered, began to work on getting the men over boards and bodies of the soldiers onto deck for the doctor for assist with what he could, or for families to bury.

It was hard to tell whether it was a smile or a stern look the Pandora had on her face. Looking down she saw the girl that stopped Ingrid from easily eliminating the foe, Chiffon Fairchild. She sighed as he brought her phone out. She decided to phone the good professor to see what the orders were from here.

Cassie looked on at the monster as it died. Watching the mutated bodies melting away. Still balancing Ingrid with her shoulder, she feels a huge weight being lifted from Ingrid. 'I knew she could do it', Cassie thought to herself, as she began to feel her own smile widen on her face.

She let go when Ingrid found her balance only to be addressed by the president. She took a bow almost at the same time as Ingrid. Raising back up her expression now a little more serious,'Thank you sir. Just following orders sir'. This serious look only lasted while she spoke to the president, and returned to her clam and friendly attitude when she felt it was the right time to turn away with Ingrid.

Professor Krueger sat back from the weapon, exhausted, her head pounding, her breathing short and fast. She brushed some stray strands of her dark hair from her face.

She watched the creature sink back into the depths of the ocean. "What is that thing..." she whispered to herself.

Gentle wafts of condensation rise from the barrels of the weapon in front of her. She starts to think about what she did herself. Looking at the gun, she studies it. She knows almost everything about this weapon, it's in her head, she knows it, but she's never seen one, or read about one before. What happened to her?

The soldier behind her interrupts her thoughts with a painful coughing. "Ah, are you still ok?" she asks, as she moves to have a look at his leg.

As she examines the horrible wound, the sun pierces the darkness. Over the communications the joyous shouts of the various pilots confused her ears for a few moments.

As it settled down, her phone crackles into life, she hears the voice of one of her Pandora. "Ah Miss Mably, tell to others to regroup, we will collect them on this helicopter and prepare for future missions." She pauses for a moment, thinking over her own orders. "Miss Fairchild will stay with the President for now, I need your talents elsewhere."

A brief listing of details follows, and then the Professor ends the call.

"Looking out at the sunrise...
Usually it's comforting. But this sunrise, it's the most terrifying thing I have ever seen..."