In the facility, there is a severed arm, coated in blood and fingers still twitching as the last nerves die. A security guard, previous owner of the arm, clutches the stump left and breathes heavily while a guard behind him cowers in fear. Slow pan upward, with the guard standing before a figure bound to an upright table, surrounded by a steel cage. The helmeted figure looks upward, then down at the guard. The guard is decapitated by some kind of extended force, and his body falls to the ground. The scene is watched over a monitor by an unknown man. Back in the room, the helmeted figure turns their head and a pair of keys lift up toward them, to the shock and disbelief of the remaining guard. The guard takes out his gun and fires at the helmeted one. He fires all six shots, leaving his gun empty, and the gunfire stops at several alternating shots of the chamber door and the figure escaping their bindings flash by. The steel cage is bent and torn as if it were made of putty. Back in the monitor room, the unknown man, surrounded by corpses, hits a button to open the door.
The door slowly opens, as a helmeted figure, a young cat, is now nude save for the helmet itself, and he casually drops the head of one guard from his hand.
The kitchen area ; three secretaries are chatting.
Secretary A _ "I wonder why Dr. Plantier said she wanted to protect her children soo bad?"
Secretary B _ "You deuce! She's crazy! She thinks those androids are her CHILDREN."
Secretary Cortot _ "Maybe because she couldn't have her own children. She's really nice when you get to know her. You know, anybody would look scary if they had to put up with my mistakes. But today, I'm going to get it right!"
More security guards pass along weapons and arm themselves from an equipment room. One of the securities announced, "This is an emergency alert. The underground research block will be sealed in 60 seconds." Elsewhere, Cortot struggles to keep a coffee mug on a tray, oblivious to the alert. Once again, the security says, "All staff evacuate immediately. I repeat, this is an emergency alert. The underground research block will be sealed in 60 seconds. All staff evacuate imme..."
Another guard's head is snapped off in a spray of blood, and the guards around him back off as the nude cat boy from before, still wearing the odd helmet, steps forward after them. As if on cue, the boy lifts a pen from the dead guard's pocket using that same psychic power as before. The pen goes flying and lodges itself into a guard's head, straight through the temple. The third guard's arms are chopped off, then he's split in two at the waist. The final guard, distracted by watching the others get torn apart, is decapitated before he can fire at her.
Guards on the stairs fires down on the currently out of frame child. One's torso is thrown from the stairwell, hitting the opposing wall, another's legs are blown off and tossed near him, and another guard, stumbling up the stairs, is cut in half at the waist once he reaches the landing. The last guard alive, crawling up the stairs, presumably the one with his legs blown off, tries to crawl away, but looks back as the boy nears. Though it isn't shown, he is assumed to be decapitated.
In another hallway, four guards fire bullets down the hallway at the boy as he approaches. Their bullets do nothing, bouncing off whatever invisible shield he has, and they all run out of bullets at the same time. As they try to reload, she cuts three of them in half. The fourth is decapitated, with his neck twisting until it simply falls off his shoulders.
An elevator proceeds upward, lights indicating its ascension, and the door opens on the helmeted boy's. Another group of guards wait and open fire as soon as the elevator doors open. The elevator's interior is riddled with bullet holes, but as the smoke clears, the bullets, previously frozen in midair, fall harmlessly to the ground, and the young child is sitting with his knees to his chest. The guards immediately ready to fire again as he stands up, and despite the resumed gunfire, he casually walks through them. Two guards are decapitated and another is bisected.
The last guard gets away and runs off down the hallway. Hitting the door, he attempts to go for the lever to open it, slipping and falling as the boy approaches. He cowers in the corner as he nears, and the boy crouches in front of him, just watching him. His death isn't shown; it's just an inward pan of the boy's helmet, followed by what looks like an invisible hand, somehow soaked in blood, pulling down on the hand lever after leaving a handprint on the wall above it.
As the door lifts open, the boy's posture straightens. Waiting for her in the next room is a cat in a suit, Dr. Plantier, and a larger group of guards than before. Their distance has them out of their range, and Plantier and the boy stare at each other. The standoff is interrupted by Cortot, who comes running in and falls, feeling angered. The coffee he's tried so hard to balance goes flying, and the mug shatters off-screen. Plantier's eyes widen in alarm.
Plantier_ "CORTOT!"
Cortot_ "Dr. Plantier, I'm really sorry! I messed up again! Please don't fire me!"
Cortot gets up on his knees as Plantier is held back by the guards.
Plantier_ "CORTOT, RUN!"
Cortot_ "Hey, what's going on?"
Plantier_ "Run away, now!"
Cortot looks back at the boy in time to see him walk up in front of him, then looks down at the bloody handprint placed on his own shoulder. Plantier yells, "Number 11! Don't do it!" Cortot's head is violently twisted around, right off his shoulders, with his head remaining in the air as his body slumps down to the ground. Then Plantier yells, "OPEN FIRE!" An infuriated Plantier continues to try and pull out of the grip of the guards as the others open fire on Number 11. As the bullets fly at her, Number 11 raises Cortot's headless body up in front of him as if using it as a shield despite him already establishing he doesn't need one with her strength. The boy lifts a pen from the body as it jerks under the barrage of bullets, and launches said pen toward a guard next to Plantier. It pierces his temple and kills him, spraying blood on Plantier. The gunfire stops, and Number 11 drops Cortot's body. Suddenly, they ran out of bullets.
The sharpshooter fires through the glass, breaking the window. 11 turns his head at the last moment, leading the bullet to strike the side of his helmet. The helmet comes off, freeing his head from its confines, and blood streams down the side of his face from the impacted helmet cutting his head. Number 11's body teeters back toward the edge of the cliff, then falls off of it completely. As he plunges into the water, the rest of the island is shown, first as rocky outcroppings, then a wider shot of the moonlit facility. The scene ends with the sounds of the waves.