The Aftermath of Operation Tyrannous Downfall was grim. The Ottawan's were forced to retreat after nuclear warning began. They made it back home before the nukes punched out of their silos. As they arrived, everyone was entering the Washington Park Super Bunker.
As sirens blared, the Star Spangled Overlord looked out at the city he'd known for years. He removed his helmet and turned to the Cryptid.
Get everyone inside.
Wait, what's going on?
I'm picking up Black Veins charging the city. Someone has to put them down.
Pat, that's a suicide mission! Come on!
You did the same thing in the simulation. Your survived nuclear holocaust outside a bunker, and so will I.
The Heroes all looked upon their former leader in sadness.
There are extra round in ammo crates across Ottawa. Take what you can carry. Keep it out of the blast, or your ammo will cook off.
Roger that.
As everyone left the Overlord, he turned back to the Ghost.
Aye Ghost.
Yeah?
Come and find me once it's all said and done.
I'll be the first one out. Die well my friend.
Don't you remember?
Remember what?
Lots never dies.
The Cryptid smiled and entered the bunker, sealing the doors. The Overlord watched the bunker lower into place once more, then turned to face the horde.
Alright you undead freaks... COME AND GET SOME! LOTS FOREVER!
Inside the bunker, everyone settled in and prepared for impact. The Cryptid was watching the exterior cameras. The Overlord was holding them off. All of that horde stood no chance against the Overlord of Ottawa.
Outside, the Overlord was engaging the last of the horde when sonic booms echoed above him. He rushed to the high school, and clambered into the tunnels running under Ottawa Township High School and braced himself.
As nuclear fire cleansed the globe, both the world of magic and the modern world were wiped clean. Ottawa was reduced to rubble, the statue of Lincoln and Douglas was warped and damaged. The entire world was dead, bunkers held out the last remnants of humanity. Nothing on the surface survived. However, once the mushroom clouds were gone, the algae the New World Order had made began absorbing the radiation. The Oceans were infected with the algae. Blowing bright blue at night over the dead world. From space, the world was a beautiful dead mess.
As the Overlord held on for dear life, the words of the simulation came back into his mind...
"You'd better find a way back to us!"
"Till we meet again Pat, Till we meet again."
He chuckled. Till we meet again Cryptid. Till me indeed meet again."
To be continued in Star Spangled Legacy, the Final Book of the Star Spangled Series.