This is a story about the Arclights and the aftermath of their crest. Hope you like.

Michael's POV

"Alright lets go home! Chris. Thomas. Michael." "Yes father. Yuma. We will duel again." I remember that day. The day we became a family again. We are now home but not so well.

Ever since we got our souls back and became a family again, my brothers and I are all sick in a way. First my oldest brother, Chris had a really bad cold. My older brother who I really loved, more than a brother was scratching himself like a lion would claw someone's face.

As for me, my body isn't able to handle curtain food meaning I would throw up. According to my family, I am also moody which I don't understand!

"Michael! Get me a drink will ya?" Thomas came out of his room with a bad attitude. For some reason I started to get angry.

"Get it yourself!" I snapped at him. He stood their shock by my response.

Thomas's POV

Wow Michael's emotions are going wild. He has been driving me nuts. But even so, I love him alot and he loves me. My oldest brother and father dosen't know about Michael and I's relationship. We keep it a secret between him and I.

Anyway, The condition I was in, was annoying. I guess you can say i got the chicken pox but I'm only itchy in certain areas.

"I see you're in a good mood." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. His eyes widen, realizing what he has done.

"I'm sorry..." his eyes developing in them. Just as that happened, my older brother and father walked in. Oh man, this did not look good. I had to think of something quick.

"Hey Michael! Are you having a bad day?" I said with a fake smile.

Putting one hand around his shoulder and the other scratching myself. My father know as Byron Arclight and Chris looked at each other confused.

"Whatever the case is, I found out why we are like this." My father said.

Byron's POV

I was in my lab doing research and several tests on Chris who willingly agreed to do. The results linked to a power we had.

"Its the power of the crest." I told my sons.

"Really?" Michael asked surprised.

"Yeah but don't worry, it only last for a couple of more days!" I said proudly.

"WHAT!?" Thomas and Michael exclaimed.

"Your heard me." I said with a smile.

"That's fucked up!" he said angrily. I ignored him and looked at Michael who looked really annoyed.

"You just have to deal with it!" Michael yelled at Thomas. Chris and I were surprised at his response to Thomas.

"Whatever you say, princess." "Thomas teased him. He put his hands in a fist, getting angry.

"Thomas you shouldn't tease your brother like that." I told him firmly.

"But father, haven't you notice that Michael has been acting strange?!" I did find it unusual that my youngest son was acting different.

"Michael, can you come with me so I can do some tests on you?" I asked, not wanting to force him.

"Sure, Father." he said with his usual attitude.

"Great!" I clapped my hands.

"Oh Chris please get some rest. Both of you help each other while I'm with Michael." Michael and I went to the lab.

Chris's POV

The cold I have really got me. I am so cold, that I put on my heavy blue jacket and a scarf. Also with gloves on. I headed to my room and went in my bed.

My eyes are about to close but suddenly I felt a hand on me. I panicked and saw it was Thomas. Thomas with only his pants on.

"Rub this on my back." He put the bottle of lotion in front of my face and sat on the edge of my bed. He also turned himself so now I was looking at his back.

"Are you serious?"

"My back itches Chris! I mean didn't father say we have to help each other, hmm?" he turned his face with a grin.

Well he was right so I took off my gloves, opened the bottle, and put lotion on my hands. I rubbed his back in disgust and when I was done, I finally got to sleep.

Byron's POV

What! This can't be, this...this is...outrageous! But interesting. The green crest is very powerful which I know but didn't expect the crest to do this to him.

"Father has any results came yet?"

"Yes Michael,... they have." "Oh good. So what were the results?" I sighed and told him to kneel down to my height which he did.

"There is no other way of telling you this but..." I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Father?"

"Son, you're pregnant."