The Coming Darkness

“Dammit boy you are really getting on my last nerves. No offense or anything you are a rather sharp kid and I applaud you for that, but seriously please just bloody die. I have things to do. People to see- and probably murder afterward; but that is my life unfortunately. Can’t make friends- I have to stab them in the kidneys until they die of internal hemorrhaging. But I do mean well- I suppose.” Alarick remarked all while attempting to reinforce the metal shards again and again to impale the dark magic user.

JD was attempting to catch is breath in all of this. His body still wasn’t fully healed and he was very damn aware that his consciousness was a frail sort of thing- teetering on the brink of just letting go into the darkness. Yet he could feel something crawling in his chest, and climbing up towards his psyche. Honestly he started to feel the world around him come piece by piece into his brain, and an odd understanding bled into his mind. ‘Godhand’ is what it was called, and he only knew the name because it gave him to it. It let him know that it was tired. That his father- Alarick VanCise- had been the most gifted user of the ability, but unfortunately had not taken a path willed for it. It told JD that a long time ago back before all the darkness consumed Alarick and Beatrice that they had truly been in love, and they had truly wanted children and a happy life. Yet it let him know that Darkness had changed them- first Beatrice and then Alarick; but love was still there. Unfortunately that love was tainted.
It let JD know that he was a far better host even given his broken status. Why? Because of the ring around his finger- it whispered promises into its existence that no mortal mind had ever made before.
‘Just place your hand on the sword- I will do this for you once.’ The power promised him and JD complied.

Alarick’s attention diverted immediately, but for entirely different reasons. His pale silver eyes grew large and he failed notice that those metal flechettes were dropping to the ground like flies. No his attention fell to Beatrice whom he had thought was fine. Instead she was being torn apart by their own daughter- the love of his life was being killed. He took a step towards them, and went to take another when a sharp pain entered his chest. For a moment Alarick didn’t know what had happened, but instead slumped to his knees in an attempt to still crawl to his love. “B,” he stated as a cough jerked from his lips and warm rivulets of red poured from his mouth. It was then his hand came back to his chest and he felt a point of metal nip at his fingers. “What?” Alarick questioned but his mind was numb.
JD had laid a hand on his father’s sword and broken it apart- back into what it was supposed to be. He was able to grab the dagger amongst all that molecular unbinding, and in a moment of pure instinct ran the blade directly into Alarick’s back, and inevitably through his lung. The man jerked his head back to see JD looming over him one more time with the bloodied blade in hand. “I’m sorry,” he said slowly. “You’ll never forgive me-“ he shoved out with the remaining air in his lungs- “but I’m bloody sorry all the same. I love you.”
With that JD struck into Alarick’s heart. Immediately upon delivering the blow- the body turned to ash and crumbled underneath the weight of the metal. The deep hued particles dispersed into the air and mixed with Beatrice’s before finally fading into nothing.

JD dropped the knife to the ground and scowled, “no you didn’t.” He stated firmly as he pressed his hand to the cracked ground beneath him. Those eyes whipped to Voltaire. “Lift the barrier- I’ll fix the room.” He stated firmly- not at all inviting an answer to the question.

On command, Volitaire lowered the barrier just as JD asked. He felt a little dazed, he didn't properly practicing using such a spell for a long period of time. He wanted to ask JD if he was okay, but was afraid that if he opened his mouth that he'd probably piss the poor man off. He fell to the floor with a plop, catching his breath and holding his head. He looked up to JD, almost wishing he could relate to this father situation so he knew how to cheer him up but he thought maybe he should wait until everyone else was seen to first. He looked over to where Enzo, Eos, and Silver was. Enzo seemed revitalized to an extent, Eos looked to be okay but he would talk about that with her later, and Silver was unconscious. This was a tough battle, but with it was finally won. He sighed, before raking his hands through his hair.

Enzo watched as both Beatrice and Alarick vanished up into the air as another substance. He didn't fully understand what had happened to Beatrice - a blinding light had shone from Eos, which had seemingly cleansed Beatrice from what was holding her together, the darkness. Alarick had been finished off on a more brutal note, and one well deserved. The two of them, turned into a bloody mist and particles, had seeped through the open holes in the ceiling and out into the sky.


Watching them go, Enzo felt his eyelids starting to fall heavy as his mind hazed and his chest flared on the inside. The orange flame disappeared, and with it, all of Enzo's borrowed energy. He fell on his back with a relieved sigh, and lost consciousness. His body throbbed with pains all over as he slipped away from reality.



The large, magical presence that surrounded the building had faded, which meant only one thing for those outside of it; either Beatrice and Alarick were killed, or the Gaurdians' flame was 'put out' permanently. A heavy silent fell on them. Kenji, Red, Azure, Enki, and the rest of the students watched the building with worried expressions. Only time could tell who won.

Eos wanted nothing more than to shut her eyes and sleep, but the way the building threatened to cave in, she knew there was no time to rest - even if her body was screaming for it. With a heavy eye, she looked over to see her brother losing consciousness across the room. He had done it, he had managed to physically and mentally overcome their father, Alarick. "Come on, we need to get out of here..." Her voice was soft, and a bit hoarse. "I think I can bring Silver out..." With that, she approached the unconscious female and grabbed one of her limp arms, wrapping it around her shoulder and with enough effort managed to bring her to her feet, leaning on her. Now that Beatrice was dead, the hex placed on Silver would be lifted.

"Voli... can you get JD? And can you manage to get Enzo, Sasha?" She asked, dragging her feet toward the door.

The next events were all in a blur- and before Sasha knew it, the two parents were dead. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Enzo collapsing, and immediately rushed to help him, her water once again disappearing into the air, "Fuckin' idiot, wearing yourself out like that..." Though her words were harsh, Sasha's lip was quivering with worry, and it was quite obvious she was desperate to hide any sign of discomfort and anxiety. "Already on it, Eos," she replied, supporting Enzo with her shoulder as she stood once more.

Volitaire nodded. "Yes, E." He shook his head to shake off this dazed feeling, while walking over to JD and looking up at the towering blonde. "Hey, do you need help keeping anything in place? I still have some juice left. Enough to keep everything afloat." He hoped he wasn't pestering him, he was a very strong guy and Voli didn't think he'd need much help. But he couldn't disappoint her or go against a favor she asks of him.

Silver had been out for a while, but it only felt like seconds to her. She felt as if she was being moved around, and heard a few familiar voices speaking. Though she didn't want to open her eyes, she did want to know what was going on. She hardly remembered much as she opened her eyes a little, just enough to see who was there. She saw JD, Volitaire, Enzo, Sasha, and Eos next to her. Eos and JD were okay? Things started coming back into focus, and she could clearly hear what was going on now. "E-Eos.. Y-You're okay.." Silver tried to stand on her own, but even though her mind was waking up, the rest of her body was not. She leaned on Eos, trying not to put too much weight on her to make it easier for her. Silver felt something on her face, so she lifted her hand to her face to see what it was. Tears. Was she really crying? She looked to JD, then back to Eos. They were alive. Silver smiled softly as they continued out of the room, not able to find any words to express how relieved she was that they all seemed to be okay.

She shrugged the tears off as being over-emotional from the hex Beatrice put on her before.

JD’s hand- his only one- compressed against the ground as Voltaire released the barrier. Immediately the room shifted but he put forth all his concentration and power to keep things stabilized. It wasn’t he most beautiful repair job, and by all means the room was not useable in its’ current condition- but he did manage to reinforce it well enough that it wouldn’t collapse around them any time soon. All the power eked out of him about that time, and he had a hard time standing- honestly it was problematic given he only had one hand. He ambled towards Voltaire and shook his head. “I’m fine.” The words were short and less philandering than his usual speech.

With a bit of a limp and an apparent loss of balance- JD walked past everyone: Enzo, Eos, Silver, and Sasha. It wasn’t as if he didn’t care, but he wasn’t in the mood to attempt to access his emotions again. He was held together with a stitch and a prayer, and if any pressure was applied he would come apart with extreme ease.

Slowly he ambled towards his room, and placed his hand firmly on the door. He could feel every single fiber in it, and he understood that this was his father’s power. Unfortunately JD was far from controlling it as well as Alarick had, but he could feel it like extra limbs and digits extending out from himself. Yet he didn’t use it- the boy just opened the door, closed it, and locked it behind himself. With much effort he managed to expunge himself of his dirtied and bloodied clothing before falling into bed.
In a day the world had changed, but not for the better.
JD didn’t feel like he would ever be himself again.
But who was he now?
With those thoughts on his mind he closed his eyes and wished to have dreams of another time. That is when his stitch came apart and his wish faltered, and the boy cried himself into a painfully dark sleep.

Eos paused momentarily to watch her brother. He had done something to restore the structure around them, something she couldn't really comprehend - but couldn't help but wonder if the two of them would walk away stronger than before. In all honesty, she couldn't even wrap her head around what she had just done, let alone what JD was capable of. But because of what he had done, he felt it safe enough to return to his room. He clearly still needed medical attention, but Eos didn't have a drop of energy left in her. Knowing he would be too stubborn to stop, she turned and walked slowly down the stairs with Silver. I'll ask to send a medic to his room to check up on him.

As they came to the open entrance doors, Eos felt the midday light hit her bloodstained cheeks. A voice perked up as she made her way toward the medical tent, which already was sending a team running toward the building. A sweet smile spread across her face as she looked at Silver with tired eyes, "Yes... we're all okay.." It was then a doctor helped support Silver and walk her towards the tent for urgent care.

"Miss, you need to come with us..." Another member of the medical staff took her hand and guided her toward the tent, "Can someone please... go see my brother, he's still inside..." She looked over her shoulder up at the building, "The others are coming out too..."

Harley chuckled under her breath, rolling her eyes at how flustered the hug had made him. Normally, she would get jealous - but considering all that had happened, the kid deserved a hug. "Come on..." Shaking her head she put her arm around him and walked with him to the tent, pushing him onto the edge of a cot before heading toward a row of coolers. Harley rummaged through them until finally coming upon one that contained bottles of ice cold water.

Grabbing three she walked back, handed one to Kira and sat beside David, tossing it in his lap. Unscrewing her cap, she took a long swig. Her sea colored eyes examined the suddenly quiet building - along with everyone else, she pondered if it was all over, and what exactly the outcome was.

Until she saw two bodies exit the building - familiar, yet wounded faces in the distance. "Hey... look." Harley nudged David with her elbow, nodding toward Eos and Silver.

Volitaire sighed. He felt as if he was barely of any use. He saw how wounded and exhausted everyone else was compared to him. All he took was a single blow from Alarick, but nothing fatal. He held his left bicep, hiding under his face under his fringe. "Again..!" He thought. "All I did was keep Eos and JD away, just for them to risk their damaged bodies to fight... They did defeat them but what did I even do!?" He gripped his hair, almost ready to pull it. "This never would have even happened if I helped sooner..! God, you're useless Volitaire!" In his frustration he quickly walked down the stairwell back to the first floor. He remembered Eos leaving after JD has parted, looking quite different than his usual demeanor. He couldn't blame him, but it worried Volitaire. He turned and looked out the window of the hall, he saw the medical bays stationed and groups of people gathered outside. He found Eos shortly, her wounds and bright golden hair stuck out more than a sore thumb. He would go check on JD himself, but he was still intimidated by him, and felt he needed some time to himself. He huffed, warped outside under the shade of a tent, and walked over to Eos enveloping her from behind. He ignored the others coming this way, they weren't his focus. "Please tell me you're alright, E.." He worriedly whispered while burying his face into her shoulder.

Kira remained standing, nodding at Harley in thanks. Subconsciously unscrewing the cap, she took a small sip. Looking out at the building thoughtfully, her eyes were at the top. Which seemed to be the focus of everyone's attention. It was a miracle the floor wasn't all rubble. Hm.. Her attention focused on the two female figures walking out of the building. Heading right towards them. "Oh. I guess they won." But, at what cost? She frowned, tilting her head. Some of the staff was already heading to the two injured girls. Where were the rest? Taking another sip, she sighed. I feel kinda bad for them.. I'd probably go crazy if shit like this happened every day. An attempt at their lives again and again could do that to a person. It was a wonder they weren't all bat shit crazy. Or traumatized beyond help.

Lightly running her thumb over the ridges of the cap, she glanced over at Harley. Did they want to get involved with all of this? She knew Harley wouldn't be here if it weren't for her. She never got the chance to talk to her about it. Not properly, at least. Shaking her head, she screwed the cap back on her bottle. Too late now. "Should check on them, David." She commented, offering him a small smile. The boy'd looked so concerned earlier for the safety of his friends, she was sure he would check how they were doing.

David sighed, looking down to avoid embarrassing himself further. Harley had tossed a water bottle into his lap, and he quickly unscrewed the top and drank a bit of it. When Harley nudged him, he looked up, seeing a very exhausted and hurt Eos alongside an equally tired looking Silver. He stared at the two, concern filling his eyes as he let out a long sigh of relief and stood up. She seemed to be refusing doctors help, saying that she was just tired and not hurt in anyway. He scratched his head, wanting to go over, but figuring she was still mad at him for before. He frowned, took another sip of his water, and sat down again. They seemed to be fine, and that's all that matters. He figured if anyone else had gotten hurt more, she'd be a bit more upset than she seemed. So he decided to leave her alone. "They seem to be alive. I'll check on them later." He sat there, staring down at his water bottle and playing with the paper label it had on it.

Not too far away, Silver was still refusing treatment. "I'm fine, no serious cuts or bumps or bruises anywhere, really, help the others." The doctors seemed reluctant, and continued to treat the marks on her neck anyways. Silver huffed, not having the motivation to try to argue anymore. She let them wrap up her neck and glanced over to the familiar faces not too far away from her. That's when she realized she still had a major headache. The doctors had her lay down and she stared up at the top of the tent, wishing she could be in her own bed right now instead.

The students of Sorcerers and the Magic Council's personal army could take a sigh of relief. It had seemed like whatever what troubling the Guardians had been dealt with, but not at the cost of the health of few. Eos had one eye remaining, and JD, with one arm.

The building they were fighting inside of had to be stabilized, for not everyone had left it during the fight. It was fortunate that it held together firmly, despite the occasional creaks and moans of the structure.

But as they returned to their normal ways, it was also their turn to make a move in the campaign to halt Darkness' harassments, and get to the bottom of things. It wouldn't take long for the kids to be thrown into harm's way again.

Arc Completed.

One week later.
Briefing day.
8:00AM

Today was the day that the Magic Council revealed their plans for the students and Guardians, and made their first move. Ever since the VanCise incident, they have been keeping quiet about their plans. Kenji had noticed it and decided to give Azure a visit in the command room.


As he opened the door, he spotted Azure talking to one of his own men in a hushed voice. "Azure." Kenji's voice ringed through the empty room, catching both of the mages' attention. "Kenji, just the baby I was looking for." Replied the captain. His advocate bowed out of the conversation and took his leave as Kenji approached Azure.

"It's been a week. What do you have?" "Tonight is the night we send the Guardians into the Gaze. We need to see where the GodHunters stand in all this." "You expect kids to know diplomacy?" "If they are really the fated Guardians of Magic," Azure took a short pause, and let a sigh fly out. "yes."

Kenji lowered his head. He didn't like throwing them into conflict after conflict, but it wasn't really clear if they had to fight at all. Perhaps they would work together, considering their enemy is the same, for once.


Meanwhile...

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"Aahh, This is much better.." Enzo sunk into the Jacuzzi that had been mentioned before. After the battle with the VanCise, they were told that the baths held healing magic inside them, and being as how worn out Enzo was, he had no choice but to try.

But he didn't come unprepared. The Jacuzzi room was literally barricaded from the inside with a chair, and only Enzo was inside of it. He didn't want to be mean, so he never mentioned using it to his friends. Instead, he allowed himself some private time healing his wounds and restoring his energy for what was to come.

"Now I don't have to worry about anyone showing up." He said to himself as he let out yet another sigh of relief. The water felt a lot better than the springs in the Gaze, for this was intended to heal, more than anything.

Wandering through the halls trying to find this godly Jacuzzi people kept talking about, David found himself getting lost multiple times, even walking into people's rooms when they forgot to lock their doors. It was only when he found the room labeled "Jacuzzi" that he realized how stupid he had been on his search. Maybe he had secretly wanted to walk in on a girl just getting out of the shower or something and didn't want to admit it to himself. No, no, he was probably just stupid.
David reached down to try to open the door, and to his disappointment found it seemed to be blocked from the other side, considering he could turn the handle, but couldn't push the door open. He decided to knock. "Yoo, anyone in there?.." Perhaps he should wait and come back later, but the fact that it was being blocked made him curious about who was inside.

"However, there is a backup plan." Azure started pacing slowly around the room as he explained. "Do you remember the mission on Castle Aurora? The one that the time lord erased?" Kenji bit his lip. Azure sounded as if he knew Montesque was involved at some point. "Well, the spell - Aurora, isn't fully destroyed. There has been numerous copies. Fortunately, we have the only known working copy." "Do you plan on using it?" Kenji asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "If they fail, we'd have no other choice."


A silence fell on the room. The two of them looked guilty at the thought of using Aurora. In the past, Enzo, with the help of Kenji and the early Team Valor had destroyed it before Monte could use it. Now, they were going to use such a spell against the ones who created it to begin with.



Enzo held his hand high above himself, and watched as his Sky ring glowed with different hues. For once, he smiled at the situation. Despite having nearly everything out to kill them, they still managed to pull through. Everyone had each others backs, through thick and thi-

Suddenly, Enzo heard a familiar voice come through the doors. He panicked, stuck between hiding and simply telling whoever it was to go away. "No! Nobody's.. I mean, y-yes, somebody's here, but don't come in!" He shouted.

David put his ear to the door and heard a familiar voice calling out to him. He chuckled lightly, pushing a bit harder on the door once he recognized exactly who the voice belonged to. "Oh come on now, don't be shy." Lucky for David, the chair wasn't holding the door closed as much as he thought it was at first. He gave it a little more push, and the door opened right up. Seeing Enzo sitting in the Jacuzzi, David laughed. "Gosh, I thought you might be in here with Sasha or something, yet here you are all by yourself. Care for a little company?" It didn't matter whether Enzo wanted company or not, he was going to get it. David closed the door, took off his clothes, and slid right in. "Ahh, sure hits the spot, doesn't it?"

After pestering the Council to activate their Mosca's, Volitaire was busy training away in the Advanced Simulation Room. A few members of the Council stood by and watched, making sure there were no major injuries to Volitaire and in cased he asked for more. The crashing noises of their tough metal being penetrated by Volitaire's fast acting tendrils of shadow ripping through their circuitry and other internal components made the training room as loud as a demolition site. Black holes pulling the Mosca's towards them with intense gravity and due to their large size they were crushed when sucked in. Volitaire grappled to various structures created by the simulation with his chains. The Mosca's gave chase, rocketing after him. Volitaire had never fought the Mosca's before, they made for great practice and figured this must be how Enzo has always been training. A good method, he started to realize. He narrowed the numbers down one by one, till there was just one of those machines left. He skidded to the ground and attempted to maintain his footing. The giant bellied machine focused it's targeting to Volitaire until it had a lock on his magical presence. The roar of fire emitting from his boosters shot him forward to it's target. Voli anticipated this, words of text orbited his right hand with small black spheres rising up from within and around his palm. He aimed his hand forward and shot a unfamiliar blast of magic. It ate through the robot causing it to rust from the inside out and slowly crumble into dust. The blast that hit through the Mosca came to impact with a wall, causing the same effect. Volitaire took a breather, before asking for another wave of Mosca's to be sent.

Adorra had finally been assigned a room, she decided to to go to the beach after she applied copious amounts of sunscreen. She grabbed her shoulder bag, placed her sunglasses on top of her head, and walked out of her room in nothing but a bikini. She planned to spend the day relaxing and spontaneously training. Her training entailed both exercise and a lot of reading. From what she had read in the Grimore, she was a 'witch' in a sense and a 'priest'.

It was just after eight o'clock in the morning, and not breaking from her usual routine, Harley was deep in sleep - wearing a white men's tank top and red plaid boxer shorts. By now, her hair had begun to grow in a little more on the sides of her head, which only made her hair look all the more messy as the long strands of curly mohawk matted around the rest of her hair. Usually she gave up quiet a fuss at this time, because at this stage it's not technically considered a mohawk anymore but a "faux hawk" and she loathed that term. She was punk rock, there was nothing "faux" about her. Little did she know that following the culture rules by the book was a little much - but that was something she probably wouldn't learn until she was much older, looking back on her life.

Snoring into the pillow, she huddled herself amongst the covers of Kira's bed. (Unknown to her, she had crawled into the girls bed last night while sleepwalking.)

It had been a difficult week for the VanCise twins, and though Eos was dealing with her injury without many issues, JD was having a hard time adjusting. As much as the female twin would have wished her brother to stay in and rest, she knew on the other side of the door he was likely awake - still. But there was nothing she could do, he wasn't opening up to anyone.

Being an understanding girl, she set the tray of tea and scones down on the floor and knocked on the door lightly. Instead of saying something, she walked away, knowing the note she left behind on the tray would be enough. It simply read;

Quote:

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You have therapy this morning.
Please eat.

❤ Eos~

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As she made her way down the stairs she got caught up in a full length mirror. She was still the same, but the eye patch was a constant reminder that she had a disgusting scar to hide. It was more of a hit to her self esteem than anything else, but she wouldn't allow herself to sulk. Especially when her brother was having a much harder time than she was.

Enki sat on one of the large rocks that stood around the edges of the beach. It was a nice day outside. Warm, a clear sky. Yet no student had come out to enjoy it. All but one.

Seeing Adorra approach the beach wearing clothes that said 'Nothing's wrong' peaked his curiosity. How could someone simply rest in times like these? Enki knew the danger they were running into, and that resting was not an option. "Hey, you're one of the students, correct?" Enki asked after he hopped off of the rock and made his way over to her. "I wouldn't say it's safe to come out here yet. There's no telling when there'll be another attack."


Enzo wanted to shout at David for coming in, and more for him actually stripping and joining him, but all he could manage was a bad poker face and jumbled words. "In here with Sasha?! You're nuts to think of that!"


He gave up, and let out a frustrated sigh. "It doesn't matter. I heard we're supposed to be going on our first mission today." Enzo secretly hoped it wouldn't tamper with his or his friends' emotions. That could very well be their biggest weakness. It would interfere with Enzo's concentration while he would preform his 'new moves'

And as if he jinxed it, the captain's voice was heard over the intercom. "Attention. All Guardians report to the command room on the first floor for briefing in 30 minutes." The announcement was loud enough to be heard even from outside.

Enki lifted his head up when the announcement was called. "It's time..." He muttered under his breath. At the same time, the Magic Council's air division was returning from sorties. F-22s, F-18s, and other different types of jets started appearing from the sky and landing at the old airstrip. That's a lot of firepower... Enki thought as he watched each one land. But will it be enough to counter Darkness' air?

It was real. Darkness had his very own army to command. From flame-wielding soldiers to his floating battle cruisers, he had it all within reach. Azure knew this, and had requested troops from other countries to contribute to the fighting force. The Guardians wouldn't be alone in this fight.

Once she had reached the one who spoke to her, she in turn responded, "I am, I started her last week." She paused debating on relaying the information, "I can protect myself adequately, I came out here to train in the elements. I descend from priests and witches, you're welcome to stay out here if you want. I could summon up some breakfast and a barrier." She paused as she tried to not embarrass herself, "As for wearing next to nothing, there's a reason behind that. It was either a leotard or this and in this I can get into the water to rest my muscle a little bit. I was a gymnast before I ended up here, I've been training practically since I arrived."

Deep asleep, Kira shifted among the covers. One leg jutting out from the sheets, she'd wrapped an arm around Harley, drawing her friend closer. It was no secret that Kira enjoyed having Something to wrap her arms around. As her pillow was on the floor, Harley was more than good enough for the task. The familiar scent actually comforted her. Something she was accustomed to, which made it even better since she was still trying to get used to not being in her own house and bed. Currently, she was wearing a long plain black t-shirt that reached mid-thigh, and some boy shorts. The day before had been tiresome, so today she was taking advantage of not having to wake up early. No school or training planned for the day.

The loud message heard from over the intercom made Volitaire jumped from the unexpected noise. Council members who was already joining him from the training shut the simulations down and deactivated the Mosca's currently being used for Volitaire's training. They urged for Voli to follow them into the Command Room, since Volitaire still wasn't too familiar with the place. As the exited the Simulation Room his mind was flooded with thoughts about Gaze. What they would find, who would they fight, will they even survive? He remembered Montesque and Artizle planning to join but they hadn't shown up yet. He worried that they better come here soon. Before he even knew it, he was lead to the command room. There were a good number of seats in the large room. Enough to accommodate all of the Team and perfect for mission briefing. He took his seat, quietly waiting for the others to show.

David looked at Enzo as he spoke, feeling for the poor guy. All this training and fighting, and he didn't seem to even want to do it. It wasn't like David's situation at all. Enzo seemed to be more fated to do this than anything, and David felt bad for him. He would have reached over to pat Enzo on the back, but he felt sort of like Enzo wouldn't be too comfortable with that, given where they were at the moment. He looked up, hearing the voice over the intercom. "Hmm, guess that means you need to leave, huh?" David pushed up his glasses, lightly wiping them off since the Jacuzzi was causing them to fog up. "Yo, Enzo.. Can I ask for a favor?.."

Silver got up early that morning, as usual, and went out for a quick run before coming back in. She took a shower, dried and brushed out her hair, and got dressed. She quickly put some cover up she had over the scars on her neck, and decided she looked good enough to go out today. Silver had been thinking about JD a lot, but he didn't seem to want to talk to anyone, so she let him be. Today was different, though. She had been lonely and wanted to see her boyfriend. Of course, if he didn't want to see her today, she would leave him alone. But she figured she needed to try. Leaving her room, she locked the door and headed in the direction she thought JD's room was. When she got there, Silver found a tray with a note on it, which seemed to be from Eos. She sighed, knocking on the door and leaning her hand on the wall next to it.

Enki was intrigued by Adorra's summoning power. A lot of it sounded like it used up large amounts of energy. To be able to create something out of nothing made him wonder what her limit was. As to why she was there was obvious now. "We should train together sometime." He offered. In reality, he wanted to know more about her. She didn't seem like just any normal student to him.


Upon Volitaire's entry, Azure greeted him with an acknowledging nod, and the three of them wait for the others to arrive.


Enzo nodded and stood up, quickly grabbing his towel and wrapping it around himself. He started walking over to the now unbarricaded, but was halted when David spoke. "Yo, Enzo.. Can I ask for a favor?.." "Eh?" He turned his head toward the boy once more. A favor...? "Yeah, what is it?"

A blue rift was opened in the fashion of the turning hands of a clock, Montesque has arrived, and with him he brought Artizle. They appeared in the 2nd floor hallway above the Command Room, Artizle looked about the place obviously unimpressed with what he saw. "You sure this where they are? Looks like a run down bomb shelter if you ask me. Voli wouldn't have chosen a dump like this. You finally getting senile, Monte?" Montesque removed his hood and and titled his head with an annoyed expression. "Yes they're here. I'm pretty sure you can pick up Voli's trace of manna, since you're such a bloodhound." Montesque sighed, he began to wonder when the trip back to Gaze would begin. With Monte's experience with the flames he was able to pick up if one was nearby. Coming to his shock, he felt more presences than before. "Are there new flame bearers..?" He thought. Though, most importantly to him, he could feel the Mist flame not too far. "So Malinda's here.. Good." Montesque started to speak again to Artizle, but he was already gone. Probably looking more around the place. Montesque sighed turning his attention to the Mist Flame he felt. "She's probably going to rip my heart out for this.." He started walking around the hallways, trying his best not to get himself lost. Though, to his shock all he had to go was go around a corner and e saw Silver standing in front of a door with a tray, thought she looked concerned about something... He felt this was probably an even worse time for him to approach her. He took a breath, sucked it up, became a man. He turned back and walked through another rift that re-opened behind Silver. The blue light reflected off the door in front of Silver and a shadow could be seen taking form within the light. "Malinda, do you have time to talk?" Montesque said while closing the rift behind him.

"It would be an honor, I haven't had a chance to really train with anyone yet." She paused, "You wouldn't happen to know anything about hand to hand or sword fighting would you? I mean, I never learned when I was in my previous living situation because my life was on more of a set schedule--I guess you could say."