A/N: Hey, guys! I'm so glad you liked/hated the ending of All Shapes and Sizes. I know I was pretty evil with that, but I put a new chapter up really fast so at least you didn't have to wait that long, right?

My favorite review of the final chapter of All Shapes and Sizes has got to go to Skyeze.10. I was literally laughing so hard at your review. Thanks for brightening my day. I'm gonna give a second favorite review of the final chapter to OliverWoodLuvr because your reviews are always amazing, and yes, I did that ending on purpose like the end of the first movie. A big shout out to all of you who reviewed. You all make my day every time you review, honestly. I love to hear your reactions to the stories I write.

THIS IS A SEQUEL. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ All Shapes and Sizes, I SUGGEST YOU READ THAT ONE FIRST OTHERWISE THIS WILL BARELY MAKE SENSE.

I highly recommend listening to "Hearing" by Sleeping at Last during this chapter. I wrote it while listening to this.

As always, I love you all! - Fox

Light or Dark? It's a decision everyone with powers must choose. People with mutated genes have these powers. They seem like your everyday person. If one walked past you, you would never know. You probably already have.

It was that fateful day. The day that Beca Mitchell decided to sneak out and go to a party, one that she later got kicked out of, and she saw her. Beca saw her soulmate. The person she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. Chloe Beale was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen in her life. Their relationship seemed unlikely considering Beca was a rebellious teenager and Chloe was a senior in college. Nothing stopped them, though. Well, nothing except the fact that Beca would have to choose Light for them to actually be together.

They spent quite some time trying to use her powers for good until Beca's older self came from the future and told her that she had to choose Dark to keep Chloe safe. Beca didn't even train for two days before she decided to choose a side, which was definitely not part of the plan.

But here they were, standing in front of the council, waiting for her decision. Chloe held her breath with tears threatening to pour out of her eyes if she heard Beca choose what she thought she was going to choose.

That day had seemed to have gone perfectly in the redhead's mind. Sure, they had a little argument, but they had both worked on training and were supposed to do a lot more of it. If Beca chose Dark, that would have to stop. The Beca that they met from the future would no longer exist, so she wouldn't be able to get help from her and Chloe wouldn't be allowed to be around Beca at all. This was all just turning into a disaster thanks to a dream that Beca had.

Flashbacks of the time they had spent together since the moment they met flashed through Chloe's mind as she heard Beca take a deep breath. Chloe remembered the moment she first laid eyes on Beca. She was mesmerized. The redhead couldn't get over the way Beca's hair fell perfectly around her shoulders, how her eyes were such a deep blue that it was as if you were staring into the depths of the ocean, how she knew Beca was going to insult her and stopped the moment their eyes met, or how that click felt when Beca pulled her out of traffic.

She remembered teasing Beca by not telling her what her name was and how she showed up one day while she was at work while Chloe had to have a nametag. The brunette came by pretty much every single day at around the same time to go see Chloe. Sometimes she brought Fat Amy along, but Beca didn't pay much attention to her friend. Beca's mind was on Chloe that entire time. Normally, Chloe would giggle at the thought of this, but right now she was trying not to cry. She really didn't want Beca to choose right now. Why couldn't Beca have waited?

Beca opened her eyes and the words, "I choose..." came out of her mouth.

Chloe stared at her soulmate with her heart pounding and tears stinging her eyes. She held her breath as the next words came out of Beca's mouth.

The DJ cleared her throat, "Actually, I have a question," she looked at her father, 'Sorry, Chlo.' Beca turned to look at Chloe while she thought this as Chloe tried her best to hold in the tears, "If I choose Dark, do I still get to be a part of the Bellas. Most of them are Light."

"Considering it is a school event and you are already in it, yes, you will be allowed to," Chloe's father, Marcus, said, "Now, what will it be, Ms. Mitchell."

Beca took another deep breath, "Okay. My decision is to choose neither."

Everyone looked at her with a confused expression. Well, everyone except for Chloe who was terrified that Beca was about to get herself killed.

"I won't choose a side unless I take my father's place as the leader of the Dark council. Otherwise, I will run, get stronger, find other Benders and destroy all of this," Beca crossed her arms. She glanced at her father, who seemed disappointed.

"Why would you make such a demand?" he asked her, "You know that threatening to destroy this is a serious crime, right?"

"Yeah, I know Dad, but if I don't take over your place, then bad things will happen," the Bender said.

"And how, exactly, do you know this?" Marcus asked.

Beca turned to face the leader of the Light council, "Someone came back from the past and talked to me. Then it all came to me in a dream. I know that this is what needs to be done, sir."

Marcus looked at Beca's father, and raised his eyebrows, "How do you feel about this, John?"

He scoffed, "You're kidding, right? She's only eighteen. There is no way she can lead an entire side."

"You'd be surprised at what I can do, Dad," Beca spoke up.

"The traditional way to do this is either by vote or battle," Marcus told her, "If you lose either, you will be Dark regardless, but you will not be the leader."

"Well, no one is going to vote for me, so looks like we've got to fight," she said to her father.

"Beca, you are being ridiculous," John replied, "I'm not going to fight you."

"She has challenged you, John. It doesn't matter who it is. If you have been challenged, you must take that person on. You know the rules," Marcus said.

"I'm not going to fight my own daughter," John said angrily.

"It's either fight or step down, you know this," Chloe's father continued to tell him.

"Beca and I will talk this over. If she still wishes to battle after our conversation, we will fight. If not, she will have to live with her decision. She's clearly chosen what side she's on," John said.

Chloe spoke up, "No, she didn't! She said that the only way she would be on a side is if she is the leader. Otherwise, she's not choosing!"

"Chloe, dear, this is not your decision," Marcus said.

"If I don't become the leader of the Dark, then I will choose Light. How's that?" Beca crossed her arms.

"It doesn't work like that, Beca," John told her.

"I don't fucking care how it works! I will choose whatever the fuck keeps Chloe safe! I don't care if I'm on Light and doing something for the Dark will keep her safe or if I'm Dark and doing something for the Light will keep her safe! I will keep her safe and not one fucking person will stop me or I will literally kill them!" she screamed, causing the room to go silent.

"Beca-" John started.

"No, don't you Beca me. You're too fucking oblivious to the people wanting to overthrow you. If I did it, then I could at least do something. You're too nice to do anything and your power isn't combat related. Mine is, Dad. It's easier this way," Beca started yelling, but by the end of the sentence, her voice was at a normal level.

"Is this really how you feel about my daughter?" Marcus asked.

Beca nodded, "I would do anything to protect her, sir."

Marcus gave a small smile, "I think it's time we do something that hasn't been done for thousands of years."

John looked up with wide eyes, "No, that's too risky."

"Would you rather have her try to fight you for your position? If she beat you, she would have to deal with all those who want your position now. They will realize that she is not as strong or wise as you and take advantage of that," Marcus reasoned.

Beca's father sat there for a moment, taking a deep breath, "I suppose we have no choice."

Marcus nodded as both leaders stood up and walked towards Beca, "Chloe, join us. Everyone else is going to have to leave." Everyone did as they were told.

"What's going on, Dad?" Chloe asked.

"We're going to make her a Guardian. Your Guardian," Marcus answered.

"Wait, isn't that like a complicated process?" the redheaded woman looked at him with worry, "Will it hurt her?"

"It could, yes, but we both know that Ms. Mitchell is very strong. Her father is a Healer as well," Chloe's father said.

"So how exactly do I become a Guardian? What happened to having to choose a side?" Beca asked.

"In some situations, the link between two soulmates is so strong that this is the only way to make sure one of them doesn't go crazy and overthrow everything because they couldn't be together. With the way you reacted, it was clear that this is that kind of bond. The last time this was done, it was a Bender. Both variables make me believe that this is possible," Marcus replied.

"Woah, woah, woah, wait. You believe this is possible? Like, you don't know if this will work or not?" Beca stopped him from going to grab something.

"Like he said, this hasn't been done for thousands of years, but the variables are there, so this is very possible," John answered for Marcus as he pulled away to grab some supplies.

Beca turned to Chloe, "If this doesn't work, just know that I love you forever and always."

"I love you too, but it will work. We have to believe that," Chloe gave a soft smile.

The younger woman nodded, "You're right. This will work." She turned to her father, "So what am I entitled to do in this position?"

He smiled, "Mostly, your purpose is to protect Chloe from any harm."

"Do I get to go on both Light and Dark territories?" the DJ asked.

Dr. Mitchell nodded, "Yes, you may go to both, but you are not protected by either Light or Dark polices. Both members of Light and Dark can attack you whenever and wherever they please."

Marcus returned with something that looked like ribbon, some chalk, a few candles, and some other things that were weird substances that could have been anything, "Okay, you two stand right under this light," he pointed up towards the light. When both women moved under the light, Marcus drew a small square in chalk around them.

John grabbed the ribbon, "Now both of you hold each other's wrists." Chloe nodded, grabbing Beca's wrists. Dr. Mitchell took the ribbon and tightly wrapped it around their wrists. Beca gave her a small squeeze and a smile, 'I told you everything would be okay.'

'Yeah, even though you almost chose Dark,' Chloe thought, 'I'm just glad you didn't and now we get to do this.'

Beca smiled as Marcus placed the substances in the corners of the square and the candles between each substance, 'I am too.'

"Are you two ready?" Marcus asked. When both of them nodded, he turned to Beca, "This is going to hurt, you know that, right?"

"I know, but I said I'd do anything to protect her," Beca said.

"Alright, here we go," John took a deep breath. He looked at Marcus and both of them started using their powers on each of the substances. Once that was quickly finished, John placed his hand on Beca's left shoulder blade while Marcus placed one on her right shoulder. They used their other hands to touch Chloe. Marcus started to say something that sounded like it was in another language, John joining in with him. All of a sudden, Beca cried out in pain.

"Beca!" Chloe almost jumped out of the square to try to stop it.

"Chloe, don't!' Marcus stopped her, "If either of you steps out until this is done, she'll get hurt a lot worse."

Beca continued to cry out in pain as both the fathers repeated this process a couple of times before the DJ finally relaxed. It was obvious whatever happened hurt her pretty bad, but it wasn't happening anymore.

Both Marcus and John were breathing pretty heavily as they had used up a good amount of energy. Not enough to hurt them, but enough to wind them. John untied Beca and Chloe's wrists and Marcus started to clean everything up. Beca was breaking out into a sweat, "Holy shit, that hurt," she managed to whisper as Chloe got her to sit on the floor.

"What happened?" Chloe asked, completely worried.

"B-back," the smaller woman whimpered.

Chloe walked around her girlfriend and lifted her shirt up to look at her back, "Oh my God!"

"What? What is it?" Beca asked in a bit of a panic.

"It's like a mix between the two markings. You know how I said that those who are Dark have a burn of a chain on their left arm and those who are Light have a feather that looks like a tattoo?" the ginger asked.

"Yeah," Beca nodded, "I remember."

"Well, you've got wings burned onto your back," Chloe said, "I guess you're my guardian angel now, huh?"

"Me? An angel?" Beca burst out laughing.

"Hey! It's not funny. You really are my Guardian now," Chloe said.

"Okay, okay," the brunette smiled.

"Now you have to protect me from everything and come with me everywhere I go," Chloe grinned.

"Oh, great," Beca deadpanned.

What the hell have I gotten myself into this time?