Meanwhile, Sheriff Bladepoint was headed toward the NoHead base. He had felt the deaths of the police and headed there to avenge them. And to see how Peter--no, Baby Intelligence--and his students are doing.
More robots were trying to catch up with Sebiscuits when they noticed the cherished intruder. Still in his car, Sheriff Bladepoint exchanged fire with them, until--
Sheriff Bladepoint noticed a intense laser blast coming quick from behind the side mirror, and shifted his car just in time for it to not blow it up and skewer him. Instead it sent him flying out of the car as it plummeted 100 feet to the waters below.
More bullets hit the water. Bladepoint let the momentum of his fall carry him deep down, far below the level the blasts could reach. Then he put on his oxygen mask. Now he could stay below until the replicas gave up. Kids aren't supposed to have guns. Something is very, very wrong.
Meanwhile, Dexter was monitoring a separate battle when he saw two kids coming up behind him. Once they cocked their guns, Dexter opened his sword. A moment later, two sparking heads fell one way, and two bodies the other.
Other police weren't so lucky. Some were gunned down from behind, some were interrupted and ambushed, and others were caught off-balance when the kids walked up to them before their eyes.
Sheriff Bladepoint decided to head toward the police station, just to see what was going on. The first thing he saw was a cloud of black smoke in the embattled station. As he grew closer, he saw robot soldiers everywhere.
No one seemed to be shooting, so he landed. Perhaps he could find out more. He landed on a bridge connecting the balcony and a medical center. Four robots stood guard there.
"What's going on?" Sheriff Bladepoint asked.
"Your police have formed a rebellion," the lead robot replied, "and we're sure you're in it!" All four robots raised their guns. "Run away or we'll shoot."
Reluctantly, Bladepoint walked back toward his airspeeder. Just as he reached it, he heard gunshots. Turning, he saw Zett ignite his sword and hold off the robots as he tried to escape with him.
Bladepoint leaped over his speeder the moment before the bullets came. He ignited his deflector shield as fast as he could. Safe for the moment.
A few more bolts, and Zett took one of them and fell to the ground. Dead.
"NO!" Sheriff Bladepoint shouted, and angrily turned his speeder around. Bullets were still crashing around his fighter.
"Get him! Shoot him!" the robots shouted. It was all in vain; the sheriff just narrowly escaped.
Meanwhile, Baby Intelligence was meditating when it suddenly hit him. This jab to his mind could only mean one thing: My friends are dying. The police are dying.
Baby Intelligence stood up and told Baby Strength to alert the others.
It hurt Paige just as much as Baby Intelligence to see the black smoke billowing from the spacious police station. It hurt even more to see the corpses of beings who had helped her purge the NoHeads, lying everywhere. And Baby Intelligence was just as heartbroken to see all his friends and teachers destroyed.
Most disturbing of all was a corpse Baby Intelligence recognized to be killed by a sword. No bullet could make this...bloodless gash. "This gash is one no bullet could make," he told the others. "But I have a hint on who killed him. Come on."
The S.M.S.B. members followed Peter into the control room. On one end, a chunk of wall had been blown off. Peter went for the security recordings. He knew every inch of his old home.
"Master, you can already sense the truth," Paige warned as he was about to hit the switch. "Facing it will only cause you pain."
No. He had to watch the killings and see who dispatched all the police. Only X-Babies and NoHeads wielded those. He had to find out who. "I must see for myself!" he insisted. He hit the switch.
What Peter saw made him want to rip his eyes out of his head.
But even blind, he would see this forever.
He would see his friend, his first ally, his teammate--cut down police by the dozen with ease as he strode through each hall.
"It can't be!" Peter cried. "It can't be..."
Then, a hooded, 6-foot figure walked up to Sebiscuits. To Peter's horror, Sebiscuits knelt before him.
"The police have been taken care of," Sebiscuits confirmed.
"Good! You have done well, my new ally," Mr. Stupid NoHead replied. "Now, rise, and go to the MBH."
"Yes, my Master," said Sebiscuits.
Baby Intelligence's fingers flew over the keys to shut off the scene he couldn't bear to watch. At least he thought he did. He was so numb, he could feel his hands.
He could hardly feel the tears coming. "I should have let the robots shoot me..." he moaned, remembering the fight on the Wasp. "Or even better, that duel in the sky..."
HONK! Paige blew a horn in his ear. "Stop this!" she said. "Not even NoHead can control the matter. Sebiscuits chose this path."
"Hold it right there!"
All four of them turned. Sebiscuits was standing in the doorway.
Sebiscuits surveyed the room. What's Paige doing here? I thought-- "I thought we'd seen the last of you yesterday!"
Paige folded her arms. "Should I explain?" Meanwhile, Peter got to his feet.
"For all I care, I'm all ears," Sebiscuits replied.
"When I was shot out the window, I landed in Peter's speeder. He flew me to the MBH, and I got a robotic hand." She held up her new right hand and flexed it briefly. "And I've been rocking ever since, just like the others!"
"I see," said Sebiscuits. "I must reward you for this."
A bolt of lightning spat from Sebiscuits's hand and knocked Paige across the room.
"You call that a reward?" Baby Intelligence asked as he saw Paige go out.
"She asked for it," said Sebiscuits, drawing his sword. "You all did."