Universe Part 10 (FINALE): Final

Chapter 80

Whitaker walks towards them, "I'll always get what I want." He says, going towards Mohammad.

"You can't!" Mohammad says.

"But I can."

"How did he find us‽" Postal says.

"Get this man out of here... I want to kill him! Kill him!" Johan yells out.

"He's getting the briefcase!" Sai yells out, crawling but she's brutally stepped and pinned down by one of the Roser's.

"Another word from any of you, and I'll have them destroy you all." Whitaker says.

"You forgot one thing." Postal looks up at Whitaker.

"Destroy!"

Postal's eyes glow and one of the Roser's steps on the way of Whitaker and is blown to bits. Postal blows up the Roser holding him, using his eyes, and he turns and tries to fire at the others. Whitaker perfectly ducking down at the right time, as Postal attempts to free the others.

Johan runs towards Whitaker, "I'll get this bastard!" Johan yells, running at Whitaker and almost punching him. Whitaker ducks under Johan and punches him, but right as he's hit Johan loops time,this time Johan goes to hit Whitaker.

"My luck will keep going the same way, so he knows I can't do anything here!" Whitaker says.

"Luck has saved you far enough, Whitaker!" Johan yells out.

"Luck... Luck... Luck?" Whitaker says, stopping in place. He finally moves, sticking out his foot and Johan trips down, however Johan weakly punches Whitaker.

"What just happen? Did his luck know what's going on with time‽" Postal asks.

"The Roser's are coming back!" Noir calls out.

The platoon slowly builds back up, as they face off against Whitaker still. Sai reaches out towards Whitaker, "What is it with him, something is different again... Could it be another personality?"

"If luck couldn't do it. Than I can. To see the outcome of everything before it happens, is a truly miraculous power. This is, IN RAINBOWS!" Whitaker yells out.

Noir touches the ground, inverting the ground beneath him, Whitaker leaps towards Noir and Postal stops him. Postal fires a blast at Whitaker, which completely disintegrates his left arm. Whitaker than jabs his fingers into Noir's eyes, begining to beat him as Noir tries to grab onto Whitaker.

"I foresaw it- yet it still went his way!" Postal says, before being swarmed by the Roser's as they ruthlessly beat him.

Johan stands up, "This isn't luck. This is all intentional. He knows every move he makes what it'll do. Meaning, he knew he'd take that big hit. But why? Postal, you should know why? He likely took that hit because onto then will he reach the briefcase!" Johan says.

Mohammad shoots out sand from his hand, swarming the Roser's, however one of them get right past him and attempt to slice his hand. The sand near him guards him, hardening and it swarms again. The sand quickly takes away the group of Roser's, dismantling them and completely destroying them to the point of no return, "This is our chance we stop him!" Mohammad says, his sand firing out towards Whitaker.

Whitaker is blasted back by the sand, "Finally it's mine." He says, smiling.

"Wait- the briefcase!" Mohammad yells out.

"That's right... Everything is perfectly calculated. If I had attacked Noir I knew you'd send the sand after me. But with that you'll also let go of the briefcase, so the sand dragged the briefcase towards me and I finally have it. If I hadn't attacked Noir I would still have my arm sure, but I wouldn't have this briefcase now, would I?" Whitaker explained.