A figure could be seen down the street, holding his side. It was Philip, he began yelling "Leave them alone!" He was losing more blood than humanly healthy, his vision was still blurry. However, he wasn't going to let that stop him from stopping Gaile and his plans. Basilisk turned around, facing the looming figure, smiling as small ice crystals fled from his breath. He dropped Gracie, tossing to the other heroes, all of them weak and could barely see. Surge saw Philip clutching his side, "HE'S MINE" he roared as he began chucking lightning bolts like it was nothing. Philip, still ominous to the other heroes, dodged each and every single lightning bolt, throwing one back at Surge. The neighbors heard the ruckus, looking outside to see the battle. They all pulled out their phones, recording the fight go down. Magnez charged towards Philip, he quickly jumped on top, redirecting him back at Basilisk. Philip's cowl was ripped off, everyone redirecting their attention to Philip. "Could you guys not record me and you know, call 911 or an ambulance, I'm not doing so great right now" he groaned as he saw his hands soaking in blood. The residents were in shock, learning that Philip was indeed The Volt. Gaile morphed into "The Basilisk", approaching Volt. "I've waited a hella of a long time for this, Olender." He roared, he began shooting ice at Philip. He quickly did multiple back flips, avoiding the ice at all cost. "Do you ever shut up?" More blood began to pour from Philip's side, his vision blurring. Basilisk took advantage of this, firing an icicle straight onto Philip's leg, somewhat freezing it. Gracie and the others began waking up slowly, seeing what was going on. Ben and Joshua pointed at Philip, then looking back at Gracie. "He's bleeding... and bad." Gracie's eyes widened, she began to panic. "We have to go help him now!" Creed and Jesse also woke up, nodding as they were heading straight to the other rogues. Basilisk punched Philip back, he landed on all fours. Basilisk launched a ball of icy/fire towards Philip, easily being dodged and sent straight through the Olender household. Philip ran at Basilisk, landing a few punches before Basilisk grabbed him by the throat. Philip tried to speak, "Killing me won't bring back the life you threw away!" Basilisk began freezing his hand, "I know, but at least the world won't have The Volt any longer!" Philip quickly phased through his grasp, doing a double kick for back before back-flipping away from him.
Velocity quickly defeated Quicksand, using her lightning to beat the crap out of him. However, the sand in him had nano bytes, meant for Volt. It was meant to dampen his speed just long enough to kill him, however things didn't go according to plan. She was feeling weaker, slower, and out of breath. She quickly ran to a car, using the last bit of speed to phase through and turn it on. Basilisk was throwing punches at Philip, Philip throwing lightning and trying to create funnels with his arms to make him lose his breath. Philip threw used all his strength to throw Basilisk into a truck, allowing it to explode. The explosion sent Philip flying back. The other heroes were knocked out, as were the other rogues. It was Philip and Gracie left in the end all know all fight. He looked back, seeing the residents and pedestrians recording Philip. "Can someone please call 911? I'm really not doing so hot. That was about all I had in me." He chuckled, blood on his hands and side, the hand prints noticeable from his suit. As Philip tried getting up, Basilisk rose from the fire, absorbing some of the energy inside and emitting waves all around him. He had shards of ice rising from his arms and legs, his eyes glowing bright blue. He was able to rise into the air, seemingly flying. Philip looked at Basilisk, knowing that this wouldn't end the way he wanted it to. "Huh, I guess this really is the end of the Volt." In a moments notice, Gracie came in the semi-truck she stole, hitting Basilisk straight in the back, sending him flying. Philip quickly moved out the way, even using his speed was killing him. Gracie ran out of the truck, rushing towards Philip. "Philip, please, get up. We need to leave. It's too dangerous!" She began crying, she saw the blood oozing from his side and the current state he was in. He smiled, putting his hand on her cheek and looking into her eyes. He chuckled, "Did I ever mention how beautiful your blue eyes were?" She pulled him closer, the two of them kissing, perfectly in sync, something not ever seen before. A tear droplet fell from his eye, "N-now go get the other guys out of here, please" He grabbed his side, it was a waterfall of blood pouring down, "I'm begging you, please." She almost refused, looking at him, "Philip PLEASE! I love you and I can't let you suffer like this any longer!" *He looked at her, brushing her hair back and smiling.* "A wise once man told me that having these powers were a responsibility and that I should save those who could not be saved-" , He held his side blood seeping through his fingers, "And right now I need to save these people and end this madness once and for all." He kissed for the one more time, not knowing it would be his last, facing back to where Basilisk was. Basilisk rising 30 ft behind them, he hurled a icy/fireball directly at Philip and Gracie, Philip used all of his might to hurl it back at Basilisk, severely wounding Basilisk. He used the last bit of speed he could racing towards Basilisk, grabbing him by the scales/horns and launching him straight into the semi-truck, setting off an explosion. The residents called 911, still recording Philip. The explosion sent him back, he managed to shield a family from the blast. He tumbled on the yard of his childhood home, blood tainting the grass green. The neighborhood was severely damaged, fire, smoke, and rubble seen everywhere.
The other heroes began to wake up finally, rushing to Philip's side as did Gracie. Jesse looked at Basilisk, "He did it, his hand, it's his human hand." Philip smiled, his eyes were watery, blood was pouring from his side, he had gashes all across his body. "That's about all I had left in me, huh." He coughed, blood coming out and staining his black part of his suit. Gracie panicked she held him, yelling for someone to call 911 and get some help! The other heroes were in shock, they couldn't bare to see their friend like this, they had no strength to even find him help. He fell on to the ground, smiling at Gracie. "I did it Gracie-" He coughed in pain, "I stopped him." She was worried, she was experiencing an small anxiety attack. "Stay with me Phil, please stay with me! You're all I have left please I'm begging you!" Tears began to drop down from her face right on to Philip's suit, mixing with the blood. He put his hand on her face, using his other hand to brush her hair back softly. "Gracie Evelyn Snow, it's okay. Don't cry please." The other heroes looked at him, not knowing that he was really dying per se, just that he was injured. Gracie held him, trying to stop the blood from seeping, "SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU." Philip smiled for the last time at Gracie, looking into her eyes. "I did it Gracie, I did it Gr-," he began slowly dying, the loss of blood and his injures were getting to him, "I did it-". His hand dropped, hitting the ground as he remained lifeless and unresponsive. Gracie looked at him, she began sobbing her heart out. The other heroes cried to, gathering around Gracie and Philip's body. "Please Philip, wake up, I'm nothing without you. We were supposed to have a future together, baby. Please.."In the rubble and flames, Gaile could be seen smiling before dying. Her voice began cracking up as she put her face into his chest, Philip Olender passing away.
Alas, it was the end of an era, the finish line, the end game, The Death Of The Volt.
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Ultimate Volt: Finish Line
FantasyPhilip Olender, throughout his life, believed in the fact that you should help others and save those who couldn't be saved. After the tragic death of his uncle, he sought revenge for the person who killed him, finding out it was a petty thief. After...
