A/N: Not officially Day 3 yet, that will start next chapter. This chapter takes place between Days 2 and 3, showing you what the Angels have been up to since the Game began. All the Composers for the Game Areas will be introduced in this chapter but the main focus is on the Composer that will be drawn upon for the next few chapters, who is another well-known Angel besides Michael and Raphael. I'm talking of course about the Angel of knowledge, the one and only Metatron. And for all of you fellow followers of the paranormal sense of life and religion, and of course "Supernatural", you might recognize the names of some other Angels, but there is one that you definitely won't recognize because he is an OC made by my good friend Natsuno Circus. Hope I do your OC justice man. Without further ado, let the Higher Being Council meet at last!

Disclaimer: I don't own the World Ends with You.

Chapter Fourteen: Week 1, Day 2/Day 3-The Council

Regular POV-

?,?-Day 2/Day 3

We find ourselves in another dark room. However, in this room there are eleven blue beams of light that give a somewhat clear picture to the room. There are multiple books that are messily stacked on the walls of the room, and in the very back of the room there are several chalk boards with mathematical equations written on them that would like complete gibberish to anyone without an IQ of 140 or higher. The blue beams of light that slightly lit up the room were arranged in a sort of oval-shaped pattern, with five beams on each long side of the room and one beam at the very end of the room, while the other side of the room completed the oval shape with a crescent-shaped hardwood desk. There was a black swivel chair behind the desk that faced the wall, and there was someone sitting in the chair and making slight clicking sounds from doing some unknown monotonous activity. After several clicks a masculine sounding grunt was heard, and then after a few more clicks a voice cursed, "Dammit!" A few more clicks sounded off and then a deep sigh was heard from behind the swivel chair. The swivel chair turned around to reveal a boy with black needle-spike hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with the formula E=mc2 decaled on it, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of white doctor shoes. He looked to be around seventeen and he had a pale complexion and a slightly pointed jawline.

The boy placed a weird looking puzzle box down on his desk in front of him, and then he sighed again and said to himself, "Jeez, I'm a super-genius and I can't figure out one stupid little puzzle." The boy slouched down onto the desk and said, "Oh who am I kidding, it's taken me several millennia to get this far with it and I'm probably not gonna solve it for another couple millennia. Why did I have to ask for an idea for a puzzle that can never be solved? Why am I so damn full of myself?" Then the boy heard a slight static sound.

Then a voice said to him in a sarcastic tone, "It's nice to see that you've been really helpful since the Game started, Meti. Would it kill you to put down your stupid puzzle cube and make up some challenging Missions?"

The boy named Meti looked up slightly from his desk and then sighed and said, "Hey Raphe, how's the Guardian life been treating ya?" he asked in a bored sounding way.

One of the beams of light had disappeared and in its place stood a blue hologram of Raphael. Raphael wore a stern expression and replied, "I can't complain, I've been given an important position by Brother Michael after all."

Meti snickered and said, "Life as we know it could come to an end and you still would follow Mickey around like a trained dog wouldn't ya?"

Raphael's glare deepened and then he replied, "Meti, since you're my youngest brother I'll let that remark slide, but you would do well to remember your manners and place in the Game. Have you also forgotten about the meeting scheduled for right now?"

Meti scoffed, "If I had forgotten about the meeting, wouldn't I be out of my office right now?"

Raphael nodded, "True, but it looks to me like you haven't left your chamber since the Reapers' Game began."

Meti snickered again and replied, "Ya got me Raphe. Sharp as a tack as ever I see."

Another static sound was heard and someone else spoke. "He hasn't left his HQ since the Game started, has he? Honestly, Meti you are so lazy."

Meti turned from his left to his right and saw that another beam of light had been replaced with a blue hologram of a female who had long hair and looked to be about nineteen. She wore a kimono that had flower patches on it and a pair of Geta. Meti smiled and said, "Hey Uri, you're looking as hot as ever."

The female growled at Meti and replied, "How many times have I told you that I like to be called by my full name Meti. Its Uriel you hear me?! Uriel!" Then she calmed down and said, "And second," she shook like she was incredibly creeped out, "Ugh! I'm your sister you sicko!" she shouted.

Meti's smile widened and said, "The heart wants what the heart wants. And secondly, we're not really related Uri, none of us are."

Another static sound was heard and then someone said, "My ears are burning. I know someone said something that was inappropriate. Who is the guilty party? Show yourself!" On the left side of the room another hologram appeared of man who looked to be in his twenties. He had a square jaw, neatly combed hair, and a slightly slim bodyline. He wore a business suit complete with tie and dress shoes, and a pair of broad rimmed glasses. "Who is the purveyor of filth that my sense of justice compels me to incarcerate."

Meti snickered and raised his hand, "That would be me Mr. Justice. I was just complimenting Uri on her new look, and I used the term "hot". I'm sorry, did that not register as pure?"

The man pushed his glasses up onto his face and replied, "The term "hot" is used when one is describing the appearance of a noun in the proverbial sense. Alone it is simple and harmless, but when it used in the sexual sense as you used to describe Uriel who is your sister it becomes…" the man glared at Meti, "Impure!" he shouted. "I hereby motion that Metatron be forbidden from being a Composer of the Game from henceforth, until the end of time for his deliberate disregard for the universe's well-being and purity."

Another static sound was heard and then a hologram appeared next to the man of justice. It was another man who looked to be about the same age as him, and he had short hair that was slightly spikey and contained a flower tangled in one of his fridges. He wore a pair of jeans, a pair of flip-flops, a leather vest with no undershirt which showed his bare abs, and a pair of sunglasses. "Hey, hey time out here," he said in a calm voice. "Raguel, I thought that we've been over this already," he said to the man of justice. "Not everything that you find uncomfortable can be considered as impure, man. If the universe worked like that then everyone would be guilty of being impure. Where would the love be in that world, man?"

The man named Raguel crossed his arms in a huff and replied, "And if the world worked like you would want it to Orphiel, there would be chaos abound."

The man named Orphiel smiled and replied, "That's why we all have to work together. All of us HB's complete each other, man. Without one another the universe would be such a drag, ya dig."

Another static sound went off, and another hologram appeared on the other side of Orphiel. The hologram was a boy who looked to be about seventeen. He wore a hoodie with the hood draped over his head, completely shielding the left half of his face in the shadows and making it only possible to distinguish the features of the right half of his face; he also wore a pair of long pants and a pair of tennis shoes. The right half of his face showed that he wore an expression that seemed depressing, with bags under his right eye and a partial frown, he also had a bang of hair that drooped down slightly above his right eye. "The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?" the boy asked in a depressed sounding voice (A/N: This is a quote from Edgar Allen Poe).

Metatron sighed, "Oh great, Sam's here. Now the party can really begin," he said sarcastically.

Orphiel frowned slightly at the new arrival and then he said, "As much as I hate to agree with slander, Metatron's right Samael. Your negative aura is really harshing my mellow, ya dig."

The boy named Samael shrugged his shoulders and then he replied, "Death is a fearful thing," (A/N: This is a quote from William Shakespeare).

Another static sound was heard and then another hologram appeared on the right side of the room. "Seriously Samael, even though you are the Recorder of Death, that doesn't mean that you have to talk about death all the time," a female voice said. The hologram was of a girl who had short hair which had tips that curved outward in the front. She wore a school uniform that consisted of a blouse, a tie, a short skirt, knee-high socks, a pair of dress shoes, a hair band, and an arm band that showed she was part of the Discipline Committee for the school she was in. The girl was basically the very definition of cute; she had a slim body line and a generous amount of cleavage. The girl sighed, "Maybe I shouldn't have given you those books on poetry," she said to Samael, "I should have known that you would just read the ones on death."

Uriel snickered slightly and then she said, "That look is an interesting choice of style for you, Sophia. You're usually not someone who cares about their appearance. Wasn't the last form you took an old lady with lisverspots and wrinkles as far as the eye can see?"

The girl named Sophia huffed and simply replied, "Unlike some people, I don't care what form I take. I think doing our jobs is more important than comparing the likeness of ourselves to the form that we choose." She smiled smugly and said, "Wouldn't you agree Uriel?"

Uriel glared at Sophia and then she mumbled, "Know-it-all."

Another hologram appeared next to Sophia; "Hey, raise the roof people! Leo is in the house!" A hologram of Leonidas appeared in the room, causing every one of the other holograms to groan in unison. Leonidas exclaimed, "Whoa!" and then he rubbed his shoulder and said, "Jeez, did someone turn up the AC in here because my shoulder suddenly feels ice cold. Where's the love people?"

Raphael grunted and said, "Leonidas your entrances show little if no humility, and no tactfulness whatsoever."

"Humility? Tactfulness? Those words do not even belong in the same sentence with Leonidas," Uriel said.

Raguel pushed his glasses back up on the bridge of his nose again and added to the conversation. "Indeed, your impurity is boundless compared to any other."

Orphiel shook his head, "Sorry man, but I gotta agree with the Conformists on this one. You're so full of yourself that even I'm starting to feel negative. Make it stop, man!" he exclaimed.

"May death come ever so quickly to you Leonidas," Samael added.

Sophia grunted and then shouted, "You are the most bone-headed, waste of space, sentient being that I have ever had the displeasure of knowing!"

Leonidas' eyes widened and he simply said, "Yikes, really feeling the family love here ya guys."

Metatron laughed at the situation and then he said, "Well I for one am glad to see you Leo."

Leonidas smiled at Metatron and said, "I can always count on you little bro."

Another hologram appeared next to Leonidas. "Sorry I'm late! What did I miss?!" the new arrival exclaimed in a sort of squeaky voice. The hologram was of a boy who had a slender frame and long hair that was tied in a loose-fitting ponytail and reached his lower back. He appeared to be around eighteen and he looked very feminine; the boy also had several scars and bruises on his face and visible limbs. The only thing the boy wore was a plain kimono with an obi. The boy looked around him and saw that not all of the holograms had appeared yet, but the ones that had were all staring strangely at him. After realizing that he wasn't exactly late for the meeting, the boy chuckled slightly and rubbed the back of his head. "I guess I'm not late, huh? Sorry for my rude introduction," he said as he bowed to the other holograms.

Metatron laughed again and then he said, "Don't worry Konoko, Mickey, Gadreel, and the Twins are still MIA. You didn't miss a thing besides every member of our dysfunctional little family turning on each other with snide remarks."

The boy named Konoko stood up right again, and then he chuckled nervously again. "Well I guess nobody has anything snide to say to me then?" he asked.

The other holograms remained silent; a few of them looked like they wanted to say something but none of them would open their mouths. Then after a few moments of silence, Raphael scoffed and then he chuckled in an obnoxiously loud tone. After a few moments of laughter Raphael looked directly at Konoko and then he said in a smug voice, "No one has anything to say or wants to say anything, to an insignificant piece of trash like you. Konoko," he spat out his name. He crossed his arms and then glared at Konoko, "Your position on the Council was a courtesy extended by Brother Michael. If I had my say in the matter you would be regarded as what you are. A dirty little False Being," he said the last part with a smirk on his face.

Konoko frowned slightly and then he looked at the ground. "S-sorry, I was out of line," he mumbled.

"Don't apologize for anything Konoko!" Metatron suddenly exclaimed, getting all of the holograms attention. Metatron stood up from his seated position behind his desk and then glared at Raphael. "Raphe, Konoko is a member of the Council, therefore you are obligated to show him some damn respect!" he shouted.

"He's right, Raphael," a masculine voice said. Another hologram appeared next to Konoko, this hologram was a man who looked to be in his late twenties. He was a slightly buff looking guy who had a large jawline and hair that looked like it had an abundance of gel and product in it; he also had an X-shaped scar on his right cheek. The man wore a pair of jeans, a simple under shirt, a cargo vest, and pair of boots. He smirked at Raphael and continued to speak, "Konoko's an official member of the Council so we have to treat him as one of us. And that means all of you!" he exclaimed as he looked around at the other holograms. They looked away from his glance and seemed embarrassed. "I know what you're thinking; even if Konoko's filling his chair he can never replace Gab…"

"How dare you speak the name of that traitor!" Raphael shouted. "You Gadreel should be the one that's most peeved off, you and "him" were especially close! But you continue to blatantly state his name even after he abandoned us to frolic among the Mortals! He's a disgrace to everything we stand for, and to make matters worse he made us settle for this filthy False Being!"

"Shut the hell up, Raphael!" Gadreel shouted in a monstrous sounding voice which quickly caused Raphael to be quiet. The rest of the holograms in the room, and even Metatron, seemed to be surprised by the events. After a moment Gadreel calmed down and then he continued to speak in his usual voice. "I miss him," he said with a frown, "We all do, but he made his choice, and though I don't completely understand it I will support him in his endeavors. And as a replacement for him, we have a good kid with us, Konoko is a born Council member; he's intelligent, wise beyond his years, and courageous as hell. And Raphael if you want to insult him again…" Gadreel narrowed his eyes at Raphael, "I strongly suggest that you reconsider."

Raphael nodded and then he said, "I apologize for my disruptions."

Gadreel smiled and replied, "Good."

Metatron snickered at the occurrence. 'Nice job Gadreel, you were always good at stopping fights between me and Joshie too,' he thought to himself.

Another hologram appeared on the left side of the room, filling the last beam of light on the long walls and leaving only the one at the end open. "Did we…Miss anything?" a pair of voices asked. Two holograms replaced the beam of light, one was a boy and the other was a girl. They looked to be about thirteen, they were the same height, and they both wore a creepy looking smile on their faces; the boy had short hair that was covered by a baseball cap and the girl had hair that was made into twin tails. The boy wore a striped t-shirt, a pair of shorts, and a pair of sneakers; while the girl wore a matching striped t-shirt, a simple skirt, and a pair of tennis shoes. The two kids were holding hands with each other and they appeared like they didn't have a care in the world.

Metatron piped up, "What the hell is this? Some kind of horror cliché horror story? Seriously, every time you two come to the UG you choose the creepiest forms."

Uriel sighed and said, "I hate to agree with Meti. Trust me I really hate it, but you guys do seem a little…weird in your forms."

The kids looked to Uriel and asked, "What are you…Talking about?" (A/N: They talk in tandem and finish each other's sentences, classic twin cliché).

Uriel shook her head, "See it's that kind of stuff that makes people afraid of you."

"People fear us…And that's the way we like it," the kids replied. Then they giggled and their creepy smiles vanished; "Just kidding, you all should know very well that we…Are the Recorders of Mercy and Decisions, we only act like this…Because we like to see people's reactions."

Gadreel smiled at the two kids and simply said, "Tzadkiel, Tzaphkiel; I haven't seen you two in ages, it looks like this time you found some actual twins to take the forms of, eh?"

The boy named Tzadkiel nodded and said, "This form will…Give our strength an added boost," the girl named Tzaphkiel finished her brother's sentence. "When we are together…Nothing can stop us."

"It looks like everyone is here now," someone suddenly said. The last beam of light at the end of the room started to scatter and break apart until all that remained was a little ball of light. "Brothers and sisters, I would like to bid you welcome to the first meeting of the Council to be held in what I like to theatrically call the "Game to End All Games"," said a voice that sounded like it came from a voice filter on a computer program.

Metatron waved at the ball of light, "Hey Mickey, it's good to see you. But how come you didn't show up in your form like the others?"

"That is actually one of the things that I wanted to talk to you about little brother," the filtered voice replied. "But first of all, can anyone tell me where Joshua is?"

Raphael sighed and then he replied, "Unfortunately, before the Game started he disappeared, and we haven't been able to find him since."

Uriel laughed and said, "Your one job is to be the Guardian over things that can disrupt the Game, and you let one of the biggest disruptions run free. Brother Michael, I think you should consider replacing Raphael."

Raphael glared at Uriel, "Insolent little…"

"Raphael," Michael said, getting Raphael's attention. "Is it possible that Joshua has gone off to warn Sakuraba of what's to come?"

"It's definitely possible big bro," Leonidas butted in. "Joshua admitted that he liked Sakuraba as someone he could call a friend. If he still sees him as that way then all bets are off concerning the flow of the Game."

Michael remained silent for a moment and then he asked, "And what pre-tell is the condition of Sakuraba? Has he made any progress in the Game so far?"

Sophia cleared her throat and then she replied, "So far, Neku Sakuraba has formed a Team made up of him and three other Players named Madoka Amari, Kazuma Eturome, and Rinnosuke Maeda. They call themselves Team Hikari."

"Um, actually I would like to say something if I may about Rinnosuke Maeda," Konoko suddenly piped up, gaining everyone's attention.

"You have the floor Konoko," Michael replied.

Konoko nodded and then he resumed talking. "Thank you, I just have one simple request concerning Rinnosuke Maeda. May we please give him an Exit out of the Game?" he asked, getting a shocking reaction of gasps and bewildered expressions out of the others save for Metatron and Michael. "You see, he was a Mortal who accidentally stumbled upon a Player Pin, and due to the contract surrounding the Pin, when Rinnosuke picked it up he became a Legal/Illegal Player."

Uriel being curious asked, "Can something like that even happen? The Game is designed so that no Mortals are able to interfere, or even see the events of the Game."

"This Mortal was impure then," Raguel stated. "It has been discovered that some Mortals can see the Game's events, most of them however don't even know what they're seeing. There had to be something particularly impure about him to be able to see the Player Pin."

"Wait; hold on a second," Leonidas butted in. "Didn't Kitaniji make an RG version of the Player Pins last year? Couldn't it be possible that the same principle applies here as well?"

Sophia sighed in exhaustion and said, "Leonidas, you moron. The Reaper known as Megumi Kitaniji did make an RG version of the Player Pin, but it wasn't a Player Pin at all it was a Pin of his own design called an Oversoul Pin or O-Pin. This Pin was designed to take control of all people in the UG and RG, but before his plan could happen he was stopped by Neku Sakuraba…"

Orphiel interrupted Sophia, "We never did thank Nekuman for doing that did we? Maybe we should call off the Game and stop messing with him as a sign of our appreciation. Make love not war, man."

Raphael scoffed and replied, "We could have easily handled Kitaniji's Plan. Joshua wasn't going to let him take complete control of his Area anyway; it was just a simple bet between the two of them."

"Now that you mention it, I'm in favor of continuing on with Joshua's plan for destroying Shibuya. Just like he said it is a disdainful place that's reeking of impurity. As Composer of the Area closest to it, I would like to motion for my plan to cleanse Shibuya."

"Denied!" Michael shouted. "Shibuya is under the watch of Metatron, only he will decide what to do with it."

Metatron snickered, "And I say, Shibuya lives on for as long as it pisses Raguel off."

Raguel growled at Metatron.

"Um, Excuse me!" Konoko exclaimed, getting the others' attention. "I feel that we're getting a bit off topic here, I want to talk about Rinnosuke Maeda. He stumbled on the Pin by accident when he was still alive, therefore he should not be forced to enter the Game."

Raphael scoffed again, "If he found the Pin when he was alive that just means that he was an Illegal Player. And correct me if I'm wrong Konoko, but aren't you the one who begged him to enter the Game?"

Konoko raised his voice, "I had no choice! If I didn't get him to come into the Game he would have just stayed in "Game Over" forever."

"Yes I remember your request for Entrance for him exactly," Michael said, "And I accepted the request for a Penalty Play on the grounds that his Soul was taken." The others gasped at this statement save for Konoko and Raphael.

Raphael crossed his arms and stated flat out, "I only took half of his Soul."

Konoko raised his voice again, "It doesn't matter! You know what taking a Mortal's Soul can do! You've already done it before to that other Player!"

Raphael snickered and then he said, "If it makes you feel any better, I haven't done anything to either of them yet. I was saving them for a special occasion."

"Silence!" Michael's filtered voice filled the room in shock. "Because of the absence of half of his Soul, Rinnosuke Maeda has become hell bent on winning this Game, correct Konoko?"

Konoko nodded, "Because of that he's become like Raphael mixed with Raguel."

Leonidas faked a shiver, "Now there's a scary thought."

"He believes that the world is beyond saving and so he's going to obtain the wish and recreate it with his own vision," Konoko added.

"To go along with his Penalty Play I gifted him the Rare Breed "Data". Is that not enough to win the Game so he can reclaim his life and obtain the wish?" Michael asked.

"You don't understand," Konoko explained, "I saw him in the Mission today, now that he's lost his Soul he has become something truly frightening. I'm worried that the longer he stays in the Game, the more frightening he will become."

Michael remained silent for a moment and then he said, "I know that it may seem that way, but when his Soul is complete once more he will be the same person that he was before. The Game held in Shibuya last year was an exception, but you know how winning the Game really works. Sophia?"

Sophia cleared her throat again and then she said, "As clearly stated in the Reaper's Game Handbook: Article Twenty-Three, Section Thirteen. "The one Player who manages to conquer the Game is rewarded their life back, also their memory of the events that transpired in the Game is completely Erased, making the whole experience of death nothing more than a bad dream." "

"Precisely," Michael replied, "We cannot show favoritism among the Players, Rinnosuke Maeda has as much chance as any to win the Game. Therefore Konoko, your request is denied. However, the matter of his Entry Fee is something that we can't dismiss. Raphael, why would you take Maeda's Soul as his Entry Fee? Even it's only half that is still far too much of a price to pay for a simple admission into the Game."

Raphael scoffed again and replied, "Article Twenty-Three, Section Ten. "To pay for admittance into the Game, the Player must offer something that he or she values above all else, their forenamed "Entry Fee" must be something that they would fight with all of their strength in order to get back. If the aforementioned Player is Erased during the events of the Game, their "Entry Fee" will not be returned to them and instead will be kept by the Composer in charge." Raphael stared blankly at the ball of light, "Sophia's not the only one who has the rulebook memorized, and nowhere in that book does it say any specification of an "Entry Fee". It just has to be something precious to the Player."

Metatron shook his head and then he replied, "That kind of twisted logic, you're starting to sound a lot like Lucy, Raphe."

When Metatron made his statement, the room fell silent for a few moments. Until Michael said, "I think that's it time I tell you all something. Threre's more to this Reaper's Game than there appears to be. Starting the "Game to End All Games" under the pretext of Joshua's loss to Sakuraba was merely a formality."

Hardly anyone was shocked, save for Leonidas, Konoko, and the Twins. "A formality? Then what is…The real reason we're holding this unique Game?" the Tza Twins asked.

Michael remained silent for a moment and then he said, "I see, some of you have already guessed that the cover story was fake to begin with."

"Wasting time on a mere Mortal, when death is soon to come to him. This was the biggest clue," Samael replied.

"Even if the cause is to Erase an impurity, risking everything on one simple impurity seems very idiotic. This is highly unlike you," Raguel added.

"I respect you a lot, but I hardly ever believe a word you say," Raphael replied.

"Hey don't leave us in suspense; what the hell are we holding the Game for then?" Leonidas asked.

Michael stayed silent for another moment and then he said, "I found him. After all this time I have found the Creator." Michael's response got a shocking reaction from everyone in the room.

"D-dad's back," Orphiel mumbled.

"No way!" Uriel and Sophia exclaimed in unison.

"The Master… Is here?" the Twins asked in shock.

Raguel smiled, "The purest of all beings."

"Are you for real?" Gadreel asked as his eyes became really wide.

"Death brings great light in the world," Samael said.

"The old man's still kicking!" Leonidas exclaimed in glee.

Raphael smirked, "I knew this day would come."

The only ones who didn't seem excited were Metatron and Konoko. They simply smiled to keep up with appearances.

"Now you all can understand the reason why I wasn't able to show up to the meeting in person. The Creator is somewhere in the UG and I intend to search for him. The "Day of Oblivion and Wonder" is coming faster than we expected, but for it to happen all of us will need to be here. All fourteen members of the old Council must be present. Joshua is hiding somewhere in the UG, along with creating your Missions I want you to keep an eye out for him. But don't worry about the other two, I can sense their presences. They'll be here when the time is right. Now then, I pronounce this meeting concluded. We will reconvene next week, same time. Good luck with the Game!" Then the ball of light disappeared, and for a moment everything in the room was silent.

"If you will all excuse me, I must now retire to my City of Purity," Raguel said and then his hologram disappeared.

"I better get going too, when I'm gone the love seems kind of empty and hollow in my Area," said Orphiel and this hologram disappeared.

"I shall now lurk back it to my deep dark slumber," Samael said as his hologram disappeared.

"Later guys!" Leonidas exclaimed as his hologram vanished.

Gadreel chuckled and said, "Dad's coming back, and so is Gabe. This is great!" he exclaimed as his hologram disappeared.

"I must leave too," Sophia said, "My children worry about me if I'm gone too long." She disappeared as well.

"See you…Later." Then the Twins disappeared.

"Chao!" Uriel exclaimed with a wide smile and then she frowned when she turned to Metatron, "And Meti don't forget, it's your turn to make up the Mission tomorrow." Then she disappeared.

Raphael smirked at Metatron and Konoko, "Till next time." Then he disappeared, making the only ones left in the room Konoko and Metatron.

There was silence between the two of them for a couple of moments, and then finally Metatron spoke up. "Hey Konoko, you know where Joshie is, don'tcha ya?" he asked.

Konoko frowned slightly and then he slowly nodded, "He asked to me to keep it a secret. I only agreed to go along with it because he said he might be able to fix this mess."

Metatron frowned and then he replied, "Before he left, Gabe told you what kind of power the Council really had, didn't he?"

Konoko slowly nodded again and then he gulped slightly. His frown deepened and he began to cry a little. "If…if the Creator comes back, will it be a repeat of what happened last time?"

"We refer to it as the "Day of Amusement", and the "Day of Oblivion and Wonder" is supposed to be at least ten times bigger than that."

Konoko's mouth hung agape and then he shook his head slowly and said to himself, "Everyone's going to die."

Metatron shook his head and then he said, "Not if Joshie really can fix it." He managed to get Konoko to calm down a little. "He and Neku, they share a certain bond, a bond that's deeper than friendship or brotherhood. Even if they're not entirely aware of it, together they can do extraordinary things."

"How can you be so sure of that?" Konoko asked.

Metatron kicked his feet up onto his desk and then he pointed to the chalkboards in the back of the room. Konoko followed Metatron's finger and saw the complex equation written on the boards. "I've ran the numbers, even with gaining more strength and bonds with other Players, they've got a 0.000000000001% chance of preventing the "Day of Oblivion and Wonder"."

Konoko was confused, "If their chance of victory is that low, then why aren't you worried?" he asked.

Metatron shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Knowledge is an ironic thing with me. I've got all the knowledge that one person can gather in several lifetimes, but I hardly ever use any of it. I just trust my gut, and right now my gut's telling me that those two will somehow manage to prevent a travesty. The only question left to answer now, is how?"

A/N: I hope you all like the characters that I created, but the only Composer you truly know for now is the Composer of Shibuya, Metatron. You'll see what Areas the other Composers rule in due time. and Natsuno Circus thanks again for sending me Konoko, he's going to be a great addition to the story. To quote Raphael, "Till next time."