While Coach Fuzzy and Ms. Keane spoke the arena began to change back into a gymnasium.

"Dude you guys were amazing" Boomer exclaimed. He was accompanied with Blossom, Butch and Buttercup, none of them looking ecstatic about the results.

"Doesn't make any fucking sense" Butch mumbled. He didn't understand Sercalla was one hell of a demon and these new kids just kills it like it was nothing.

"You didn't even use any powers" Buttercup sneered.

" So" Brick replied.

" So? You purposely didn't use your powers when fighting a level seven demon. Either you're incredibly stupid and lucky or you're hiding something". Blossom said.

Bubbles nervously smiled at the girl " W-wha

" Look Pinky if you want to go on a tirade and see what we're hiding be my fucking guest". Brick smirked at her already fading smile.

" So you are hiding something" Blossom asked. Brick started to rely but was cut off by Coach Fuzzy.

"Lookee here red eyes we ain't gots time so just go heads and say what yer powers is".

" Am I supposed to understand what the fuck you're saying Fuzzball" Brick replied. Before Fuzzy could try to maul him Miss keane spoke.

"What Coach Fuzz means is although you two did a more than adequate job of dealing with Sercalla because you didn't use any spiritual powers we cannot put you in a category so would you mind just telling us your powers"

" We don't have any powers" Brick replied.

"Hows in der hell did youse people get here boy". Fuzzy scratched his head and glared at Brick and Bubbles as if they was the most curious subjects there.

Boomer opened his mouth but it instantly closed after a quick kick from Brick.

" Well that is problematic, we have never had students without powers. Soul purity I can understand, it is rare but you don't have faith in your spirits either "? Miss Keane asked.

Brick tired of all the questioning grabbed his sister's arm and dragged her away toward the locker rooms not before answering Miss Keane with an unenthusiastic " Nope".

As Brick was getting dressed he can already feel the stares everyone was giving him and he could hear the whispers. He was nearly dressed when two figures stopped in front of him.

" Am I supposed to guess why you're watching me dress" Brick asked in a bored tone. He yanked his shirt on ignoring the stares passersby sent to his battered torso.

" What the fuck is wrong with you" Butch asked.

Brick sent him a questioning glare as he laced up his red converse.

" Oh don't give me that look why the fuck don't you have faith in your spirit. You definitely have enough balls to stand up to me and you weren't cared of a fucking sercalla. So why dont you have the faith to kick some pathetic demon ass. Boom said you can fight don't fucking tell me strategies the only shit you can really do". Butch had now decided to dress as well, by the time he had finished his statement all he had left was his shirt. His torso was just as battered if not even more then Brick's.

Brick ignored his question as he slung his backpack around his arm.

Butch now tired of this one way conservation let out a deep sigh. " What I mean is obviously some demon put you through hell, you got as many scars as Boomer and me so how can't you be a faithful fighter? How the fuck did you survive"?

Brick glanced at Boomer who had not stopped staring at him since he arrived with Butch. "Here put your fucking clothes on you have to show Bubbles and I where Art and Engineering is".

Boomer said nothing but put the clothes on Brick had offered him. Still sneaking in his occasional questioning stare. Butch on the other hand was still going on about how weird Brick was and how he didn't understand him.

"Why the fuck you care so much don't tell me you thought I'd help you and Pinky in your suicide mission" Brick finally replied to Butch. Before Butch could ask Brick what he meant, Brick spoke again. "You two have to be the dumbest shitheads I have ever met, think you have a chance against Satan", he added a bitter laugh at the end and pointedly stared at Butch." You know there are easier ways to die".

" Yeah like fucking with me when you have no fucking powers" Butch practically spat. His right hand was glowing as his face turned a little red. Butch Uto was notorious fighter, few men survived a fight with him. So naturally as soon as his red face inched towards Brick hundreds of boys left the locker room.

Brick now raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Butch. He was along with Boomer were one of the few who didn't move, he didn't even falter as Butch punched the locker to the left of his face.

"You done or do you wanna hit the locker to the right of me" Brick asked. Butch now livid grabbed Bricks shirt and lifted him a little off his locker.

"How about I just smash the one behind you" Butch wickedly replied.

Brick shrugged not really caring what Butch smashed. It was then that Butch rolled his eyes and ungracefully dropped Brick on the ground . "You're not fucking worth it" he grumbled. He then grabbed his bag slung it over one shoulder and walked out the locker room.

Brick dusted his jeans off as he and Boomer walked outside. Bubbles was already waiting for them.

As the trio walked to engineering Boomer was surprisingly quiet. His vague listening to Bubbles babbling had become obvious to Brick ages ago, when Bubbles noticed she decided to say something.

"Are you okay Boomie".

Boomer slowly nodded still casually glancing at the ground. It didn't really suffice for Bubbles, her frown deepened as her eyes began to water. So Brick being the great big brother he was grabbed both blues and shove them in the nearest boys restroom.

" Scram" he told the few boys in there. He didn't have to say it twice. By the time both Bubbles and Boomer realized there surroundings it was empty.

" Go ahead and ask Boomer" Brick replied.

" I don't have anything to ask-

" Bullshit just fucking ask before Bubbles starts crying about how you hate her".

Boomer fully looked at Bubbles for the first time since gym. Her watering eyes and troubled frown broke him to pieces. He tried to comfort her by placing his hand over hers. " I don't hate you, neither of you….. I'm just confused".

"Confused…" Bubbles replied she looked towards Brick for some answer but his attention was too focused on Boomer.

" It just makes it hard to trust you guys when you lie about the stupidest things. Brick you told Keane and Fuz that you guys don't have powers but I saw Bubbles use her faith to punch Buttercup."

"You saw that" Bubbles replied shocked. Now she stared at Brick, she was so loss what do at this point , she needed his direction. Still he kept his gaze on Boomer.

"Bubbles calm down, Boomers the only one that saw"

"But Brick how do you kno-

"I'm sure if Pinky, Bitch or Miss Mean and Green saw they'd call us out the minute I told Fuzzy something different".

" See that's what I mean why is such a secrete that she's a faithful fighter" Boomer exclaimed.

"Bubbles faith is different from your's she can use that power when she is in a deep fear and as you probably saw it's pretty powerful. It isn't faith in herself to stop demons its faith in herself to control her fear." Brick explained.

" So why wouldn't you tell Fuzzy or Keane-

" If they found out Bubbles faith was projected through her fear they'd train her accordingly. She would have to be afraid everyday and while she is a big scaredy cat the fear they'll expose her to will be much more grim than a toy spider"

"Okay…. what about you" Boomer asked.

"What about me "

" I know you have powers Bubbles once said you get carried away in fights"

" Blabber mouth tell anyone else that". Brick asked while glaring at Bubbles who was sheepishly looking at the floor.

" Blossom was there too"

" Shit Pinky knows... Look mines a little different my faith is associated with fear also but a little different then Bubbles. Basically it's hard for me to control and I don't want to hurt anybody not even Bitchy Butch, now are you good or do you want to ask us our favorite colors and season ." Brick voice faded from insecurity to sarcasm at the end. He even sent a rueful smirk in Boomers direction after his last statement.

" Nope I'm good, by the way my favorite colors are baby blue and ruby red" Boomer said while slinging his arm around the sibling and leading them out the doors. Brick immediately shrugged him off while Bubbles just giggled.

" I think I liked you better when you were confused and quiet". Brick said with a roll of his eyes.

The hallways were empty enough that both Bubbles and Boomer's laughter bounced off the walls syncing together perfectly. By the time the two hyenas had stopped the trio had stopped in front of a wooden door.

" So here's Engineering, Professor Utonium's also the science teacher so get on his good side. He's a sucker for girls though so yeah I don't think you can plus your late and he hates tardiness. Good luck though". Boomer cheerfully says as both he and Bubbles walk toward art. Still sharing a few loud chuckles on their way there.

"Idiots" Brick mumbles as he walks in the room. Immediately he regrets it.

" You're late" a pale, twiggy man says. Brick assumes he must be Proffesor Utonium and after carefully assessing what a dork this guy was he turned his attention to his classmates. Behind him is a class full of scared, geeky boys and one unscared, half amused geeky girl.

Of coarse Pinky would have this class. Brick rolled his eyes and mentally cursed himself for his elective pick. He then turned his attention back to the angry Professor Utonium.

" And another thing we frown on are absences so I hope you won't make a habit out of this. Its un-amusing, unprofessional and completely ru- hey where are you going"?

Brick completely ignored the man and took a seat in one of the available chairs. He glared at Professor Utonium daring him to continue with his rant. Apparently the glare had worked, Proffessor Utonium immediately ran to desk and continued the lecture on the projector.

After a couple of notes, Professor Utonium announced it time for the lab and they would be grouped in pairs. He then went on to explain how the pairs were permanent, they can not switch and they must trust each other to pass this assignment.

As he assigned the partners it became increasingly apparent that the odds of Brick getting Blossom as a partner was great. By the time Brick and Blossom were assigned as each others partner neither were surprised. Brick rolled his eyes annoyed as Blossom huffed, irritated.

She had no problem showing her disgust as Brick sat next to her . But even if rolling her eyes and scooting as far away as possible from him wasn't enough she let out a small " I hate people like you you know, liars. I know you have powers."

Brick shrugged his shoulders and began to fiddle with the materials in front of him The fact that he wasn't even the slightest bit interested in what she had discovered only pissed Blossom off more. She wanted..no she needed him to respond. She wanted a reaction, any reaction.

" Your sister said you get carried away in fights so that got me thinking...you can't control your powers can you. You know that's what this school is for, helping us control our abilities before we hurt someone...have you hurt someone Brick" she said with a small smirk .

His whole body tensed and at that moment Blossom suddenly didn't feel as gleeful at his discomfort.

She paused and pitifully glanced at the boy" That's it isn't it... why you lied. You hurt someone with your powers and now you're scared to use them. Look I know how that feels, I-

"Bla bla bla look Pinky keep your fucking pity to yourself. Let's just finish this assignment and get out of here okay. Now be a good little girl and hand me the MCW " Brick replied. Blossom growled but grabbed the MCW. Just when Brick thought she had gained some manners. She yanked the metal out of his hand and used the MCW herself. Well atleast she tried to, she was holding the object upside down and twisting it in the wrong direction.

After a couple more minutes of her groaning and shuffling she glared up at Brick.

" Well".

"Well what". He was smirking by this point and Blossom wanted nothing more than to wipe it off.

" Assistance is expected".

" That doesn't sound like a question". Oh god the bastard was grinning now. Blossom not one to beg rolled her eyes and went back to fumbling with the MCW. Brick sighed grabbed his chair and sat it down next to the flushed red head. He then grabbed the metal and began to make the assigned invention.

"Why the fuck are you even taking engineering" he said after some sweet moments of silence.

Blossom thought of ignoring him but opted out of it since he was helping her. " Professor Utonium is great instructor I was hoping he could help me with my technology issue"

" You're telling me you took this class because you have the hots for the Utonium". Brick asked. Blossom couldn't see his face but she was sure he was smirking. He had moved on from the MCW and was now importing the WEAL material in the database.

" No! I don't think of him that way. He's more like a father figure. And I get engineering mathematics,it's just the tech part I'm unfamiliar with". Her hasty reply only made his smirk widen and when she looked down she swore she heard him chuckle.

"This is the 21st century how the fuck can't you use a MCW". Unfortunately his interest in her lack of technology skill hadn't disappeared.

"Look I didn't have a lot of technology back home okay.I've always wanted to but my family did not. Its-

" Finished" Brick replied while holding the cube out in front of her. It was then that Blossom realized how close they were. She could see every detail of him, from his pierced ears to the tiny scars on his neck. She even could count the freckles that dusted his cheeks. She then noticed his eyes and instantly wished she hadn't. They were a familiar red, a red that would haunt her till the day she died.

" Hey Pinky ever thought of putting a ponytail or a braid in your mane. Seriously its a sad day when my hair is better kept then some chick" He joked. He moved his hand to grab a piece of hair that fell in her face but stopped when he noticed her clenched teeth, white knuckles and glowing hand.

After seeing her gaze he instantly knew why. Of course he's a reminder. He was always a reminder of Him. Brick sighed, bitterly shrugged his backpack on his arms and left the class. He didn't even bother giving Utonium a suitable excuse.

Aw poor Brickie! Lol! But yeah I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It seemed very plotty to me so I apologize for the lack of dialogue. I will try to make the next chapter more dialoguey. Okay Review!