Shark took the bed beneath the attic, as Yuma tended to use his hammock in said room to be around his parents artifacts, which he needed now more than ever. Meanwhile, TJ and Haruto took Akari's room, who had moved to share a room with her grandma to create space and to get everyone in, while III got the basement.
Astral, however, was a different issue. Although he still shared the attic, the light, or ray, used on the being hadn't worn off, and they weren't sure it would. Haru was, of course, a bit freaked out by him when they first returned from their rescue mission. After about an hour, she called down enough to be able to apologise to Astral and listen to the explanation of how the night went, including the true story as to who III was and how his brothers actually did die.
Nobody blamed the guy for following BlackMist, it was what he was raised on, before his dad was murdered by BlackMist himself. After that, him and his brothers had no choice but to stay with the fiend, it being their only way of survival.
III was allowed to stay, but only because he seemed generally sorry for what he has, and did, do. But even then, a close eye was kept on him. III was enrolled into Heartland school, put in Yuma's and TJ's classes upon their insistance. He seemed to get along ok, but then again, knowing how to fight was a good advantage against bullies.
It was a few weeks after the 'BlackMist incident' or the 'BM incident', as it was refered to by it's participants, and the household where settled around the TV, watching the season finale of ESPer Robin.
It was coming up to the dramatic conclusion, Robin Vs. Dead Max. Robin had the upper hand, he was about to win. He rose his whip, ready to strike... When the power went out.
"What the heck?!" TJ's voice shouted out, tensed for getting kidnapped again.
"Another power outage?!" Yuma cried, not liking it one bit since their last encounters with them had a bad ending.
"Guys?" Haruto asked. "Is it possible this is a normal power cut?"
"Yeah. I mean, we don't have to be suspicious of sudden darkness all the time, right? We can't let him rule our lifes." Akari pointed out, flicking on the switch of a torch she'd found in the draw she was stood by.
"She has a point." Shark agreed, finding a torch as well.
"When will it come back on?" Astral asked. "ESPer Robin was about to win."
Yuma sighed in exaggeration. "You and your TV..."
"Why, we don't know Astral dear. We probably have to wait until the storm passes." Haru said. It was only then that most people in the room relaxed, realising a storm was passing over head.
And so the group waited, playing charades and hide and seek (both of which being difficult in the dark).
Evidently, the power did switch back on about an hour later, with enough time for them to catch the end of ESPer Robin on the +1 channel, which made Astral's day all that better.
As the ending credits rolled, III found himself smiling. Sure, his brothers where gone, his dad was dead, and life as he knew it had been destroyed, but he was happier than he had been in a long time. And his smile widened as he realised, he finally had a family.
"Hey III!" Yuma yelled, snapping said male out of his thought pattern. "Come help me fight Astral for the remote!"
"Sure!" He replied, running over to assist his new found brother in obtaining the remote, while most others in the room laughed.
They where odd, unusual, weird, and quite possibly insane, but they where his odd ball family, and he couldn't be happier.
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Welllll... end! Fin! Whatever! Yay! Sorry for the lame ass ending, but I wanted to finish on Haruto or III, and I figured Haruto's thoughts would be a tad more depressing, so I went with III.
Now I'm not making a promise or anything, but Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal resently started showing in england, which is where I live. And, I dont know if you noticed, but the charaters where slightly OOC in this, so I really needed the Episodes to back me up, which I didn't have. But now, since I do... Possible Sequel? Like I said, no promises... But I have a rough Idea, and even a preview if anyone's interested.
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Preview
Akari sighed, eyeing the bag sitting infront of her on the kitchen table. She was alone in the house right now, which the female considered a good thing, even though it could be just as bad.
The bag was see through, and most people would be confused about it's content, which consisted of a few black jewels and a pile of black ash.
Akari new it was a bad Idea to doing what she had done, grabbing a handful of the black dust off the floor of their make shift battle ground, but she couldn't resist. She could even have said it was calling out to her, the only thing holding her back being she knew how crazy that sounded.
Sighing again, she reached her finger out to poke the bag, watching as if expecting something to happen.
When nothing did, she grabbed the bag and pulled it closer to herself, staring down at it as she undid the knot at the top of the plastic sandwich bag. Holding her breath, she reached a finger in and lightly skimmed over the top of the dust with her finger pad, removing it after a minute.
Grabbing the bottom, Akari tipped the bag, depositing the contents on the table in a neat pile. Pushing her face close to it, her breath stilled again as she moved to no less than a few inches away from the dark pile. Reaching a hand forward to take a scoop of the dust, her lips parted slightly to allow air in, and it all happened in that moment.
Springing forward, the dust flew down Akari's lungs and up her nostrils, invading her being and trying to take over. She lept from her chair, clawing at her throat with one hand a gripping her chest with the other.
But her efforts proved futile, as it won, launching Akari from her own body and out into the air around it. Having no body to reside in, she knew she had little time left alive.
Alas, as she felt herself fading, she heard her voice, ominous-like, emerge from her lips. "Ahh... A brilliant healthy body. Thank you ever so kindly Akari." Those lips then twisted to a smirk.
But even though the voice still had essence of her own, Akari could clearly recognise exactly what, or who, had taken her body and forced her from it.
BlackMist.
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Soo... any good? Or no sequel? Because if people dont want one, I wont bother anyway. (Shrugs) and If I do choose to write it, it's not gonna happen for a while because I want to write it out and finish it before I do, shich I didnt do with this fic. Soo... tell me what you thought in a review?