Epilogue
Saxton Hale leaped from the window, falling 5 stories onto a parked car. The car was crushed like a Tin Can. **Saxton **was cut up and bleeding, but only barely, and he paid it no mind. He looked around the parking lot, to see if anybody was watching.
Emerging from the forest near the edge of the parking lot, a large hulking figure stepped forward, carrying something in its hand. **Saxton **fixed his eyes on the figure, as he clutched the object in his hand tightly, prepared for the inevitable.
The figure stepped forward briskly, not seemingly intimidated by **Saxton **himself. **Saxton **put a smile on his face as he thought to himself, “There is only one person in the world who wouldn’t be intimidated by me.” He stepped forward to meet the figure head on.
As the large man stepped into the light, his face was revealed; **Saxton **himself.
The two **Saxtons **smiled at eachother, as they began the customary Australian greeting: a wrestling match.
After a few minutes of neither gaining the upper hand, they laughed it off.
“I guess you were the stronger clone after all” said the real Saxton. “Seeing as our other self didn’t survive the mission.”
“Yeah” said the Clone Saxton. “I’m surprised anybody was able to take us down. That means somebody out there is stronger than us!”
The real **Saxton **clenched his fists. “I’ll have to step up the training. But for now… shall we discuss other matters?” He lifted his arm up, where a Red briefcase was handcuffed to his wrist. The clone **Saxton **raised his hand, with a Blue briefcase attached to his.
“Shall we see what old windbag was protecting” said the clone Saxton, ripping the lock off the case and snapping the handcuffs like a twig. The** real Saxton** did the same. The clone Saxton reached inside, and found a single piece of paper, torn in half. He handed it to the real Saxton, who found the other half of the ripped paper. He placed the two together, and held it up to the light, where both **Saxtons **could get a good look.
“Fried Chicken” said Saxton. “One whole chicken, 1 bag flour, salt and pepper to taste. Deep fry at 350 degrees for 30 minutes. Serve.”
**Saxton **went red with anger.
“This is the worst fried chicken recipe I’ve ever seen!” said Saxton. “Why does she have people killing each other over this?”
“It’s not the contents of the information” said an old womans voice, “so much as the symbolism of the information itself.”
Both **Saxtons **looked over, as the **Administrator **hobbled towards them from across the parking lot. Her steps came slow, and she had a walking stick that made a “clack” with every other step she took.
“So you had people dying, for what… a training exercise?” asked Saxton.
“Yes. Only nobody was dying, darling. Our respawning and cloning technology sees to that.” She hobbled closer to the two Saxtons.
“So then, where’s the other Saxton?” he demanded to know.
“Inconsequential. He’s our property. As is your friend there” she said, motioning to the cloned Saxton. “But that’s not why I’m here.”
“Then why are you here?” said Saxton, instinctively clutching the papers tighter. The **administrator **saw this action, and laughed.
“No, not that drivel. I’m here for… something bigger.” She grinned, and there was a twinkle in her eye.
“Bigger than what?” asked Saxton. “I’m from Australia, mate. Everything is bigger here.”
“Bigger than you can imagine” said the Adminsitrator, whose voice had transformed into a deep, booming sound by the end of the sentence. Her body began to morph, as she grew thicker and taller, eventually even eclipsing Saxton Hale himself.
The two Hales, sensing a threat, tightened their fists and prepared for a fight.
The figure laughed at the puny men as its transformation completed.
“I will always admire your courage and determination in this realm” he said. “But it’s also your weakness.”
“Who are you?” said Saxton Hale.
“Thanos.” replied the figure, as he adjusted the gloves on his hands. Saxton noticed sparkling gems that caught the street lamps and shimmered in various colors. “And, I think you’ll fit in nicely with what I have in mind”
**Thanos **snapped his fingers, and him and the Real Saxton hale blinked out of existence, into another realm.
Saxton took a moment to gather his bearings, and looked around the room. Many others were here along with him; some looked mighty, others looked wimpy. He was confused.
**Thanos **spoke.
“Wecolme, warriors. You have been chosen by me, personally, as the greatest warriors of your realms. Shall we begin?”
