This'll be awesome. ^u^

The others could only stare at the human, angel and vampire as they tried to help the human clean the blood off of him. No one dared near them. They were too shocked to even think. Who were they referring to? Why, they were referring to Dusk, Richard and Makenzi of course.

The blood that stained Richard's coat was a bit too deep too. They couldn't get it off right now, so Dusk had offered to take the coat home so Mr. Bradley wouldn't question it. Turns out Richard wore a long sleeved shirt with black and white stripes on the sleeves. It actually looked really cool, so no one knew why he always wore a coat over it.

Thatch was also still knocked out from the horrid taste of the potion, and it didn't seem like he'd be waking up for a while either. What ever was in that potion must've been disgusting to make a CREATURE faint. But they all decided to leave with him when he woke up, as it might be a little easier on him.

Casper soon found he couldn't take it anymore... he had to know why Dusk, Richard and Makenzi were so coated in blood, and why it seemed like they were hurt even. Slowly he stood up from the waiting room chair, floating over to them cautiously.

" What... happened to you guys...? "

The three soon turned to the ghost, and said ghost was surprised when Richard chuckled.

" We fought Septimus for it. "

The human said calmly, seemingly pleased with himself.

" How else? "

" B-but... "

Casper stuttered, still greatly confused. Richard frowned a little before sighing. Yet he didn't say anything. Instead, Dusk responded for him.

" We went to Nerezza, fighting Septimus for the cure. We almost thought he didn't have one for a while there. But he had one, so I guess we got lucky. "

" It was Richard's idea to go after him. "

Makenzi teased lightly, placing a hand on the boys shoulder, causing him to blush at the attention.

" You see, it kinda went like this... "

Makenzi frowned as she nuzzled into Dusk's arms, the older in question holding her closer. It was Friday, and sense Thatch's room was so crowded, most of the Ramirez siblings were out in the waiting room. Marco, Midnight, Katie, Keira and Kyle were with them as well, but Kyle was fast asleep, his hat threatening to fall off his head. But they left him be, as they knew he was worried, and sleeping would be better for him.

The sound of stomping soon filled the room, and they all looked up to find Richard, who's eyes were now glowing a sickly green in rage. It was a miracle nothing was floating because of it.

Dusk and Makenzi looked at each other nervously before rushing over to the child's side in hopes to calm him down. Dusk grabbed his shoulder, the human IMMEDIATELY shrugging away.

" Don't touch me. "

He hissed lowly, looking furious to the point of hitting the vampire even. Dusk held his hands out in defense.

" T-take it easy kid! "

Dusk stuttered, trying not to seem afraid. After all, even IF Richard was a psychic, he could still easily wipe him out.

" What are you doing? "

Richard huffed to this, turning his head away, his hair whipping about.

" I'm going to take down that stupid fire demon once and for all. "

" Richard that's crazy! "

Makenzi cried, her wings flapping furiously behind her.

" Even IF you're you're psychic, there's no way you could possibly win! Septimus is too powerful! "

" I'm not going to sit here and watch Thatch die, darn it! "

Richard yelled, glaring harshly at the angel. The older two frowned, looking like they were contemplating on something. The human didn't care, however. He turned away from them, walking closer to the exit. When voices called out, he froze, turning back and glaring at the couple.

" If your dedicated to this... "

Makenzi began lightly, looking down to the ground sadly.

" Then let us come with you. "

" We're strong, and we could help you. "

Dusk continued, placing his fists on his hips.

" Besides, we care about him too. "

Richard narrowed his eyes once more before the green finally vanished. He actually seemed... grateful.

" Fine. Come on. "

" Wow. You're brave Richard. "

DummyGirl said in awe. Richard blushed at this, suddenly wiping blood from his nose. Obviously he'd used a lot of psychic energy in the battle.

" Thanks. Anyway, the battle began, and even though Septimus wasn't fighting as well as normal, it was still difficult. "

Dusk pounced up and launched hit foot into Septimus' gut, sending the fire demon flying back a good deal. The demon couldn't even react when Makenzi sent a great deal of crystals at him, piercing his wings (luckily not causing permenant tears).

Septimus hissed, giving his wings a harsh flap to rid himself of the crystals before shooting fire at the angel woman. Makenzi ducked, the fire burning her halo. Luckily halos don't give feelible pain to the actual angel.

The group had been locked in combat for a while, and it seemed like they weren't getting anywhere. Septimus kept shouting he'd JUST made the potion not long ago, and he hadn't made a cure. But all great demons made a cure... and Richard knew this. He wouldn't go down now...

Richard glared violently, sending as much psychic energy to his right arm as possible. In a fit of anger, he threw his fist right into the demons chest, sending him flying into the nearest wall. Septimus grunted, gasping horribly when he felt Richard grab his neck.

" What's the cure? "

Richard growled, tightening his grip. Septimus whimpered, setting his body on fire in an attempt to move the demon. Strangely enough, Richard's psychic flare prevented him from doing so.

" WHATS the cure? "

Richard repeated, causing the fire demon to gasp painfully.

" C-c-cooled hell fire lava... "

Septimus choked, relieved when Richard let go of him.

" Good. Have some? "

" N... next room... "

" Good. "

" Sweet merciful Flash... "

Fatch breathed, leaning back in his seat in a daze. Yet everyone was feeling the same way. No one knew the human was so strong, even if they KNEW he'd shortened the story considerably. After all... he was COVERED in blood.

" So Thatch is ok now, right? "

Mosshead said with a soft bounce, getting a smile from the brave group of three.

" Yes. He's fine. "

Once again the children cheered, bringing a smile to Richard's lips. The psychic in question soon noticed Fatch staring at him, the vampire soon smiling once he met his gaze. Richard soon smiled back softly, nodding in his direction. Clearly the vampire was proud of what he did.

This could've been better... -_-"