Exiles in Elseworlds

That thing is still wailing. Crying for its mother who is now nothing more than dust. Not that she was actually its birth mother. Alison grits her teeth and walks over to the thing, refusing to see it as a baby. It was once but no more. Now it is a tiny monster who will grow into a big one and kill more people. Cause more despair and pain.

There is a flash of light and the screaming stops. Alison turns back to the group, walking away from the tiny body as it silently collapses into dust.