Alit slumped on the park bench he was sitting on. A tear escaped his eyes and he clenched his fist. The day was sunny and bright. It was the type of day Alit usually loved but he just couldn't enjoy it today. How could he when less than two weeks ago he had remembered his past life and everything that happened during it? Well, almost everything. There were a few details that were blurry but they were crucial details. Names, dates, faces, some events... Alit held his head in his hands.
He recalled the screams of his friend and fans as the ax fell on his neck. It had hurt so much, emotionally and physically. His eyes had still worked for about two seconds after his head had been cut off. During that time he had gotten a good view of his headless body and his friend, the prince's face, contorted with tears. Alit shut his eyes and put his hands over his ears as if he could block out the memory. All of that was crystal clear but he couldn't remember his best friend's name. A tear trickled down his face. All of the emperors were hurting for the ones that were lost to them from their past life but Alit was hit the hardest. Maybe it was because he could recall the most and the least of his past life. The others could remember names and a few events but not much else. He had the opposite problem and it was tearing him apart.
He heard a dinging sound and he glanced at his pocket where a phone was flashing. He sighed and took it out but to his surprise, he had a text from a number he did not recognize. Dumon had insisted they all get phones so they could be in contact with the other emperors without using their baria lapis, which looked odd to humans passing by, and so they could contact humans they were friendly with. i.e. Yuma and his friends. This text was from a user with the username of 'Remus'. Alit opened the text and read it over.
Remus: Do you know someone called Don Thousand?
Alit gaped at it and wondered if he should reply. He decided that there was no harm in it if he didn't reveal too much.
Battlin: Sadly yes.
He got a reply very quickly.
Remus: I'm guessing you don't like him. Neither do I.
Battlin: Nobody likes Don freaking Thousand.
Remus: Good point.
Battlin: How did you get my number?
Remus: I just started sending that message above to random numbers. I either got no reply or a straight out no. Some people even used a few choice words in their replies.
Battlin: Oh. Why were you sending that message anyway?
Remus: Because I was feeling really depressed/homicidal at Don Thousand. It's hard not having anyone to talk to about it.
Battlin: Did he screw you over too?
Remus: Yes. Although I wasn't his target, he still hurt me and made my life a living hell.
Alit paused and stared at the text. He wasn't the target but still hated Don Thousand for whatever he did in this case?
Battlin: I actually WAS his target. The list of stuff he has done to me is pretty long.
Remus: I hate him so much. If I ever run into him again I swear I will make him pay for all that he's done! :(
Battlin: You're going to have to wait in a very long line for that privilege.
Remus: I know. I'm not usually this aggressive but Don Thousand is a special case.
Battlin: I get REALLY aggressive when I run into him. Thankfully it's not that often I see him.
Remus: I've seen him a couple times since he walked into my life.
Battlin: I have seen him way more than I would like. Each time I have gotten really violent.
Remus: One time when I saw him I tried to run him through with a sword. Didn't work but I still nicked his arm.
Battlin: LOL I would have loved to see that. I once punched him through a wall when one of my friends who had to restrain me loosened his grip.
Remus: I would have loved to see THAT. I get why they restrain you, though. Don Thousand is dangerous.
Battlin: Don't have to tell me. I know better than you exactly how bad he is.
Remus: You probably do. I don't know very much about what he can do except he can possess people.
Battlin: He's also an extremely powerful alien.
Alit looked at what he had just sent then slapped his forehead. He had went, as dubbed by Misael and Vector, 'all Alit on security'. Meaning he had said too much. Again.
Remus: He's a WHAT?!
Battlin: An alien. Probably shouldn't have revealed that but it is true.
Remus: That explains why he looks so creepy.
Battlin: That's just his human form. His true form is a lot scarier.
Remus: Wow... and I thought I knew a lot about that son of a b*tch.
Alit smiled at the language used to describe Don Thousand. It was appropriate; after all, they were talking about the guy who tried to destroy the multiverse.
Remus: Got 2 go. Talk later.
Battlin: See ya!
Alit put his phone away in his pocket. He needed to tell Dumon ASAP.
…...
"So you're saying that a random person who hates Don Thousand texted you?!" Misael asked.
"The statistics of that are astronomical." Dumon gaped.
"We live in Barian World. Aren't WE astronomical?" Alit asked.
"That's not- nevermind. It's no use explaining." Dumon sighed and rubbed his forehead. He scanned the texts. "He seems like an okay human. If anything he's more likely to be an ally than an enemy. You can keep contacting him unless something more sinister comes up in these messages."
"Yay! Thank you, Dumon! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Alit cheered and ran off.
When he was out of earshot, Misael turned to Dumon. "Why are you letting him contact an unknown human," he said the word human like an insult, "and discuss matters concerning Barian World with it?"
Dumon sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "First off, don't use the pronoun 'it' for humans. Second, because of those little lapses of depression he's been having since he remembered most of his past life. You've noticed them, we all have."
"Yes but we ALL get a little depressed when we are reminded of our past lives." Misael countered.
"Alit is hit harder than the rest of us." Dumon stated.
Gilag entered the conversation. "How so? Many of us lost more than he did and were hurt more by the people we loved."
Dumon let out a breath, "That's pretty much the reason. He didn't have as much as most people did so he kept what he had closer to his heart. Then Don Thousand waltzed in and took him away from everything he held dear."
Misael and Gilag nodded slowly, "Yes... but Don Thousand didn't take control of his friends, much." Gilag said.
Dumon gave him a look. "You're his best friend. You should know that seeing the people he loved crying for him and upset would hurt him more than seeing them brainwashed for a time. You know he doesn't want other people to be sad for him."
"Oh..." Gilag looked embarrassed.
"It's okay, nobody expects a dumbass like you to remember anything." Misael took a sip of his tea.
"Really? Thanks Misae- wait..." Gilag paused. Misael counted down from five on his fingers. When he hit one, Gilag yelled, "HEY! I am not an idiot!"
"It took you that long to realize I called you stupid. I rest my case." Misael leaned back and closed his eyes.
"You're a dick!" Gilag shouted.
"At least I'm not a brain-dead Neanderthal." Misael replied.
Dumon pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. "Both of you. Stop. Just, stop."
…...
Later that day, Alit got another text.
Remus: I'm back.
Battlin: Great! Missed u!
Remus: You just met me today by texting...
Battlin: So?
Remus: Guessing you make friends easily.
Battlin: Yeah, I do. Although I keep to my usual group of friends mostly. Other people don't know much about me and what I've gone through.
Remus: Like Don Thousand?
Battlin: Yeah.
Remus: That's one of the reasons I keep to myself a lot. There are a lot of things that have happened to me that I don't want to share to people.
Battlin: Like what?
Remus:...I just said I don't share it with most people.
Battlin: Come on! Please?
Remus: No
Battlin: Please?
Remus: NO
Battlin: Pretty pretty please with cherries and sprinkles and gumdrops on top?
Remus: You don't give up easily do you?
Battlin: Nope! :D
Remus: :'(
Battlin: What's wrong?
Remus: Nothing, just remembering something.
Battlin: What?
Remus: I might tell you someday but not for a long time.
Battlin: Please?
Remus: Don't start THAT up again! :)
Battlin: Fiiine.
Remus: Don't go all whiny on me. You don't feel comfortable talking about your life story, do you?
Battlin: I guess not. It's pretty tear-jerking.
Remus: So's mine. I suppose anyone who's met ole Donny have a tragic sob story.
Battlin: Yep...he's a douche.
Remus: To put it lightly.
Battlin: To put it VERY lightly.
Remus: Yes, there are a lot stronger words to describe him but that would be an extremely long text and I have a 5000 character limit.
Battlin: So... want to talk about something other than slandering Don Thousand's name?
Remus: Since I use his very name as a curse, sure. What about?
Battlin: I don't know... dueling maybe?
Remus: I like to duel. What deck do you use?
Battlin: Battlin Boxer.
Remus: Hence your username, I see. I use a lion deck.
Alit was about to reply when his phone started ringing. He hit the 'answer call' button. "Hiya! What's up?"
"Alit... have you checked the time?" Dumon's voice emanated from the phone.
Alit pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the time on his phone. "Holly crap!" It was 7:34. He hit the speakerphone button. "Sorry! Lost track of time!"
Dumon sighed. "Try to pay more attention in the future. Just get over here."
Alit teleported to the BARian where the other barians were half-way through their dinner.
"How the hell did you NOT notice the time? It's f*cking dark out!" Misael shouted.
"Hey, it's easy not to notice." Alit protested.
"Oh really? And what is your reasoning behind this enlightening statement, O wise and brilliant one?" You could've paved a road with the sarcasm Misael spat out.
"I- uh- well- I just- Oh! We're having sushi!" Misael just banged his head on the wall while Alit stuffed his face with sushi.
Matarra: A lot of questions huh? Who's the guy texting Alit? What did Don Thousand do to make him so pissed? Is he a friend or a foe? When-
Misael: -will she stop asking questions she already knows the answers to and shut up?
Matarra: HEY!
Misael: Well you are.
Matarra: Gilag's right for once, you are a dick.
Gilag: Yeah! Hey... what do you mean by 'for once'?