DuPris reached into his pocket and pulled out the Stone of Midnight he'd stolen from them. Unlike the one in Trevor's hand, DuPris's Stone gleamed with a green-purple light, pulsing with power.

Michael fingered the silver disk. If he could figure out how it worked, it could drain the power of the Stone, and without the Stone's power they might have at least a snowball's chance in hell of taking DuPris down. But if Michael made a mistake, the disk might also kill them all.

He was still debating whether to risk it when Trevor stepped away from the wall and moved toward DuPris.

"Trevor! Stay back!" Michael ordered his brother. Trevor didn't even glance at him.

"You're the one," Trevor said, his eyes flicking from DuPris's face to the Stone of Midnight in his hand. "I came to this planet to deliver this to you." He held out the lifeless Stone. "But that one destroyed it before I had the chance." Trevor jerked his chin toward Kyle.

Michael's mouth dropped open as DuPris took the Stone, his green eyes glistening with eagerness. "It's not destroyed. It will regenerate its power."

"I want to be allowed to work with you," Trevor told DuPris. "I'm willing to give my life to see the collective consciousness shattered."

This was insane. Trevor was offering to help their enemy? Michael lurched away from the wall, pulling free of Maria. He strode to Trevor, grabbed him by the back of the shirt, and spun him away from DuPris. "You don't know what he is," Michael said urgently. "He killed our parents. He-"

"He is the only hope for the beings of our planet," Trevor interrupted, his gray eyes feverish. "Without him they will all be sucked into the consciousness. That's worse than death."

Michael fought for something to say-something to convince Trevor that he had DuPris all wrong, but he didn't have a chance.