Once they arrived, Cronus had dozed off, snoring lightly. The Condescension just laughed and carried on with getting out of the car. She grabbed Cronus' stuff and kicked the car door. "Get out here!" She commanded, slapping the window a few times. Cronus jumped and flailed a bit, unbuckling himself and lazily getting out of the car.

"'Hy do you 'ant me any'ay?" Cronus asked, with a bit of a sleepy slur.

"I'll explain once you unpack." She replied as she opened the door to a rather fancy looking beach house. Cronus stared at it for a while, and soon ran inside. "Your room is on the left. It's the one painted a dark shade of purple. You'll see it once you get up there." She said, clearing her throat and walking to the kitchen. Cronus walked up the stairs sleepily and looked into the wide room. There was a large bed, and a very fancy closet, with a bathroom as well, that had its own shower and everything.

"….Fancy." He said to himself and walked to the bed where his bag had been placed. He flopped onto the bed and just lied there, staring up at the ceiling. Peixes came in shortly after, sitting down at his feet

"How does it feel?"

"Ho' does 'hat feel?"

"Being away from the orphanage."

"'Ell, it sure is a bit different, but that's 'bout it." He replied.

Peixes grinned and scooted herself onto the bed more, to the point where she was practically sitting in the center.

"I know your father." She spoke up. Cronus' eyes widened, and he turned his head to face her.

"Huh? Ho'? I don't ha'e a father…" He replied, stuttering.

"Of course you do!" She said with a strict shout in her voice. "He abandoned you for a reason, but he is one man, I must say." Cronus looked at her like she was crazy, and looked back up at the sky.

"I hope you're right." There was a long silence between the two and The Condescension stood up.

"Well you oughta get some sleep for school tomorrow, It's late." She said, shutting off the lights. Cronus blinked a few times and sat up.

"This lady is nuts…" He mumbled. Peixes was right, it was late, and he had to get up extra early for school tomorrow, since they lived a bit further away from the school from where the Orphanage was located. He got dressed into his pajamas and hopped into bed, feeling a bit homesick. He rubbed it off as a sign of his weak side showing, and dozed off to sleep, trying to prepare himself for the upcoming school day. The following morning, the sun shone brightly between the wooden blinds, forcing Cronus' eyes open.

"The early sun… 'Hat a sight to see in the mornin'." He walked down the stairs and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter, and ate as much as he could as he got dressed and did what he usually did in the morning. He grabbed his backpack, in which he had shoved into his 'suit case' and noticed Peixes standing at the door, blocking his path.

"'Hat do you 'ant?" She had her eye on Cronus' birthmark on the far left corner of his forehead of the- -

"Dualscar…" Cronus winced as her long fingernail traced itself upon the mark, leaving behind a faded scrape.

"Ooookayyy?" He said, as he walked out the door, closing the door and looking back, rolling his eyes. "Lady's insane." He repeated as he did the night before. He walked to the bus stop and was greeted by Nathan, who just so happened to go to that stop.

"Hey cool cat!" Cronus shouted, giving Nathan a brofist.

"Sup dude? Did you get adopted finally?"

"Haha! Yeah, just yesterday. But dude, I don't kno' if she has mental issues or not, but I think she's comin' onto me…!"

Nathan burst out in laughter. "Isn't that was Blake predicted? Man! You are so spoiled!"

"More like a magnet to elderly ladies." Cronus replied, being sarcastic. The both of them walked onto the bus as it stopped by, sitting down next to Blake.

"See you got adopted." Blake said, scooting over a bit to make room for both Cronus and Nathan.

"Yeah, I 'as just explainin' t'Nathan. Funny story ho' it happened." Cronus replied, repeating the story to Blake. Blake laughed the whole way through, and the story lasted the entire bus ride, which was only about seven to ten minutes. "Woooooow dude, I'm surprised you don't have a boner after all of that!" "Maybe I do." Cronus joked, laughing out loud. The three of them continued on their day, and were cracking jokes all the way until lunch. The bell rang for the end of fourth period, which was the class before lunch. Everyone was flooded in the hall, leaving absolutely no room to walk. The three of them were crammed against their lockers, but continued having their conversation. The noise was broken with a sudden, what sounded like, gun shoot. Some, no, ALL of the girls squealed and pressed themselves up against the lockers. Everyone got down, but Cronus, who was just staring in utter shock. Even Blake and Nathan were down on their knees, whispering,

"Get down, man!" Cronus didn't listen. The two terrorists walked a bit closer towards him, the one loading up his gun.

"If you think you're goin' to shoot me-" Cronus began, but was interrupted with a sudden 'BANG!' of the gun. The bullet pierced right through his eye, coming out of the other side of his skull. Everyone screamed as Cronus fell back, covering his bleeding eye. Blake and Nathan scooted away from him. They thought they would be seeing a ton of blood, but whatever it was wasn't blood, it was violet. Ramona, who was brave enough to move, choked the one terrorist and pointed his own gun at his throat. He began to writhe himself free, but was soon knocked out by a punch in the back, delivered by the principal. The one terrorist fell to the ground, while the other ran off, but was caught by the cops who had chased them all the way down to the school. The principal ran over to Cronus, who had passed out on the floor, violet pouring out of his left eye. The principal gasped in horror and called in the ambulance that followed along with the cops. As the ambulance ran in, students stepped out of their way, as they were holding a large stretcher. Everyone was silent by this point, and only the principal and the ambulance were talking.

"I don't know what this is, is it blood?"

"There's nothing else it can be."

"Take him, fix him, do whatever you can."

"Yes sir."

And with that, they were on their way, dragging away Cronus on the stretcher to the hospital. Apparently, this terrorist attack had been recorded on the news even before they had reached the school. Miss Christie, who always kept tune on the news, heard what had happened, and heard about the young man who had been shot. They did not show any pictures, but she soon found out who it was when Cronus didn't arrive back after the school had been shut down. Ramona had been the only culprit. As Ramona walked into the door to the orphanage, Miss Christie ran up to her, tears in her eyes.

"Please tell me Cronus is alright!"

Ramona was silent, staring at her wide eyed and in fear. "He was shot in the eye, Miss Christie, If you seriously think he's okay, then something must be the matter with you."

Miss Christie gasped. "It was Cronus…" She walked up the stairs, walking into what was once his bedroom, and sulked at the bedside.

"Miss Christie… You can always visit him you know." Ramona spoke up, moving her hair behind her ears.

"It isn't as easy as you think. Cronus isn't mine anymore, he has a family of his own now. I can't just barge in there and claim he's mine. Besides, I have all you to take care of."

Ramona took a few steps towards Miss Christie, dropping her backpack onto the floor. She knelt down next to her, holding her hand, noticing how pale she looked.

"Cronus will never be 'not yours'. He was the one who started your career in the first place, right? Think about where all of us would be right now if it wasn't for him. He will always be yours, Miss Christie."

Miss Christie was silent, but wrapped her arms around Ramona tightly, sobbing. "I love you, honey." Ramona flinched, but soon hugged back nervously.

"You're the best, Miss Christie." Miss Christie pulled away, standing up and walking out of the room.

"I will visit him when I can, Ramona. You can promise that." She stated. Ramona grinned and stood up, grabbing her backpack on the way out.

"You better."

"You can bet your heart on it."