"Nerdy style.." Said Samson who arrived with his weakened partner and the eyepatch boy who guided them here, settling himself and the ginger-haired boy in the library. "It's the safest we got thus far, though. This'll do as a good rest spot."

Cain and Magdalene willingly agreed.

As for the pale boy with his spectral friend; he was focusing on an odd shade near the wall. There was nothing but the bottom of the bookshelves to cast a shadow on and even those shades are on the ground. The shade that stood out was attached to the wall. It gave Isaac a spook and he went to take a look at it to make sure he wasn't seeing hallucinations or overlooked a small harmless detail. However, when he was in front of it, he saw the unbelievable shadow on the wall. He was going to try dismissing it until it grew a pair of sharp red eyes. Isaac flinched in defense.

"A-Are you real?" Isaac whispered to the shadow, trembling just a tad.

"What's real is strictly up to you." The shadow replied, sliding to the floor. "In other words, maybe I am."

"Uhm..W-What's your name?"

"Judas."

"I-Im-"

"Isaac. I knew from the pale distinguishing features you call skin. It's not complicated to spot out a weaker child in the group." The shadow snapped its fingers, grinning at the boy's natural shock upon his face. "Don't be so surprised yet! Besides, I only knew your name because I heard it being mentioned outside of this room. No special magic or anything...Unless I get bored."

Isaac's nervous sweat poured like a fountain on his head, but he felt much more relieved to hear that it didn't knew his name at first. He scratched his arm awkwardly and coughed, politely putting a smile on his face to 'Judas'. "Have you always been here by yourself?" He asked, making himself comfortable on the ground. He sat cross-legged with his hands patting the floor.

"Let me be honest with you, dear Isaac...No. There's been someone with me before; a guy who was like me, in a way. He was very dull and so boring though that we ended up parting our paths one day. He was a shooting star that simply couldn't be wished on any longer. Too bad that he's a human and I'm not because there's all sorts of nastier tricks below the depths..I hope he gets what he rightfully deserves." The shadow replied with bitterness. But then it swallowed the bitterness once it heard a familiar voice entering the library.

"I don't understand why I don't see more monsters in directions I hadn't took.." The voice spoke to itself, the owner of that voice glancing around the library. 'He' caught Isaac and the others in his eyesight and sighed heavily. "There goes my answer."

The shadow was about to disappear into the stacks of books, but locked eyes with its "friend" before completely hiding itself. It seemed really angry at its plan failing at the worst time.

"Father of demons..." The identified boy muttered, scowling at the few stacks of books where the shadow hid. "I swear, if any of you think it's name is 'Judas'.."

"Wasn't it?" Isaac asked, curious about this mystery boy. He almost resembled Isaac, all except for the dusty red fez he had on his head.

"Of course not! That's ridiculous! My name's Judas.." He said, walking over to a bookshelf. The fez boy read the book's titles in a barely audible mumble and then, took out a gray book with an upside down star as the cover. He hastily slipped it under one of his arms and went back to Isaac.

Samson suspiciously glared at him, watching his every move. The others didn't think of him as a threat.

"Pleasure to meet you, I suppose. The depths could use a lively touch." Judas spoke, shrugging at his own response.

"I'm Cain and this is Maggy, Sam and Lazarus!" Said Cain, pointing at the rest of the group that wasn't introduced. Magdalene smacked Cain automatically after the sentence. "OW!"

"Those are my reflexes whenever you say 'Maggy'. So, don't say 'Maggy', idiot." She stated angrily.

"The idiot here is the one who is sensitive to nicknames, Maggy! Get used to it! The nickname's pretty cute for you." Cain responded, smirking. He made a run for it once Magdalene had the look of an aggressive bulldog.

"Whatever." Judas said, rolling his eyes. "Anyway, what brings you all here?"

"Safety.." Lazarus said, eyeing his aching wound. Samson held him closer.

"Ah...'Tis but a small lie. This library won't keep you safe forever." Judas replied.

"We don't plan on spending our lives here forever." Samson argued, squinting his eyes in anger.

"Sure sure...Just don't get too comfy." The fez boy countered. Samson groaned in irritation and turned his head to pay attention to Lazarus.

"Uhm, Judas?" Said Isaac. "So, w-what was that shadow thing?"

Judas gave another glare towards the shadow's hiding spot and face-palmed. "It's a shadow creature that I've accidentally summoned while I performed a certain ritual. I believe it's a part of me but...It acts too obnoxious."

"Oh."

"Mhm."

Isaac wringed his fingers and breathed quietly to the sound of silence that lasted about two minutes at most. He was going to say a sentence to Judas but, the fez boy broke the ice of silence, first.

"What's your name?"

"I-Isaac."

"Genuinely simple name. I like it."

Isaac shyly brought his head down and smiled. "Thank you."

Judas sat down and took out the gray book under his arm, opening it up to a page in the middle. He muttered strange words to himself, not giving Isaac a second glance. Isaac wasn't going to get his attention anytime now.

"I hate that guy." The boy heard Samson speak with gritted teeth, clenching his fists.

"I don't mind his company." Lazarus said while resting a hand over his own cheek.

The others had their opinions already set for the fez boy with a mysterious personality, but none wanted him gone

and that's why Isaac didn't need to worry, for his new friend won't be going anywhere without them. Or so, he believed.