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Harrison's POV

He allowed the Foundation's doctor to look him over. Jason and Corban watched with identical unreadable looks. The doctor's hands moved over the bandages expertly. No words were exchanged while he did his work.

It was something Harrison was used to. The doctors were not meant to be friendly. They after all had to deal with stupid stunts pulled by members of the Foundation. Some of the younger one's would lecture the seekers. The older one's only gave off disappoint airs and looks.

Finally the doctor stepped back and said, "Its a miracle given your records, kid. If I didnt know better you made a deal with the devil himself."

Harrison and Guggenheim shared a look but said nothing. They knew that he had made a deal with a devil. Just not the devil the doctor was thinking of.

The man ordered coldly, "You will take the next two months off. If you go on a mission during this time I will not treat your wounds. Do not go on anymore missions during this time."

Harrison grinned as he said, "I'll do my best."

At the same time Corban said, "He wont be going on any missions. Not as long as I have something to say about it."

Harrison had to stop himself from snapping at the man. Corban was his guardian for the moment. That didnt mean he trusted the man. All it did mean was that he wasnt willing to argue with the men.

Harrison rubbed at the bandages as he said, "I do need to read up on the books of Lordships. Especially since I will live long enough to use my seats."

Corban sighed and gave him a long look. It seemed the man was not amused by his outlook.

Then the man questioned, "Is it safe to take him home?"

The doctor waved them and stepped back, "He is safe to travel but I would recommend that he take it easy even at home. Let your center heal, child. Dont keep pushing yourself to the point of killing yourself. Watching Metz destroy himself is hard enough."

Harrison flinched heavily. The reminder that his mentor did this to himself was painful. It made him realize what Guggenheim was going through. He had to watch his best friends chase after a legend of the Amulet of Will and the Legendary Titans.

First he watch Simon Judeau who had taken the Legendary Titan of Mind. It was sometime in the mid to late 60s. Metz, Eathon, and Simon go on the mission. Then when they returned Simon had fallen ill to the same disease as Metz. The Foundation tried to help him like they currently doing for Metz. Only for the man to disappear in the middle of the night.

Then came Eathon's abrupt disappearance almost ten years ago now. No one knew what exactly happened to the Irishman. It wasnt even possible to follow his last known locations. There were too conflicting reports that came in. Main problem was that no one knew where his journal was. A seeker's journal was everything to them and to be given the journal meant you were trusted.

It was still debated on who went first. Metz or Eathon. The last time anyone had seen Eathon and when Metz went to the Amazon was around the same time. The only thing that was good about Metz's situation was that he had come back. Even if he came back and has been sick ever since.

Watching Harrison had to be the hardest for Guggenheim. Jason Guggenheim had watched him grow up under the watchful eye of Metz and Dante. The man had watched over him as best as he could. He didnt know everything but when he found out about the abuse it was what made him act.

Corban helped him up with careful hands and they began to leave. Before they left the infirmary he said, "Thank you Jason for everything."

Jason stiffened then relaxed as he replied with a small smile, "Of course brat. Take care. I'll see you again another day."

With that they were gone heading back to Yaxley manor. What he did not know was that things were going to once again shift.

Lok's POV

Finally arriving at his dorm Loke wanted to breath a sigh of relief. The feeling of being watched had the hairs on the back of his neck raised. His dad always had said to trust his instincts and currently his instincts to him to run. If he was alone he might have done so. However he was not alone.

After class not knowing the danger, Lok stopped his classmate, Sophie, to ask to borrow her notes to review. Upon solving her crossword puzzle in only 90 seconds, Sophie finally agrees to help Lok.

Cautiously he checked the windows and didn't find anyone watching the house. The feeling of being watched did not leave. He needed to get rid of Sophie and quickly then call his mom.

His mom had taught him that things were never as they seemed. While she never outright said it but he figured out his dad was part of unknown group. This group spent a lot of time overseas and searched for the secrets of the world.

The shattering of a pot had him swinging around. Sophie's hands were held out as if to catch it. Any anger he felt dissipated at the sight of the remains. On the ground was a familiar journal and a green and silver necklace. It was a necklace he had seen his dad wearing whenever he was home.

Rushing over he grabbed the necklace and felt a rush of power. He lightly glowed green. A name and the feeling of a connection to the amulet was made. Kipperin was the name of a creature that lived within the amulet.

Sophie said with a slight stutter, "L-Lok, you should see this."

She held out the journal and he recognized the journal. His dad's journal that had been missing just as long as he had been.

As Lok took it she continued, "This is definitely a seeker's journal. Did you know that your father was a seeker?"

Lok replied with an odd look, "I dont even know what a seeker is. It seems my dad was searching for something. But what are amulets? Seeker powers? This sounds like a bad scifi movie."

Sophie startled as he turned the pages, "I recognize this symbol! It's the mark of the Huntik Foundation. That must mean your father was a member of the Foundation. We can make contact with one of the Foundation's best men Dante Vale. Its said he has a house somewhere in the city!"

Lok didnt have time to respond. Three men broke through the window.

Sophie shouted something indiscernible and a bright red light hit one in the chest. She then grabbed his arm and pulled him to run out of the dorm. Lok held the journal close to his chest as they ran out onto the streets.

More men in suits ran after them and Sophie turned to face them, "Go Lok. Find Dante Vale I'll hold them off."

"I can help," he tried to argue.

"Go!"

Fine maybe he would actually get some answers with Vale.