Chapter 53: Moonlight
|August 20th|Motion Publishing|8:53 am|
Amara rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, as she got to the building. She hadn't slept well last night, possibly due to something she ate. Yet even so, it was good to be back at work after the weekend. Perhaps the others had stories to tell about their weekend, ones that were of ordinary life. That was what she craved most - so she could stop worrying about everyone in the Secret Base. She started to walk towards the building, and saw Colette. She waved, and Colette came over. To her surprise, she was wearing clothes she had worn before. Perhaps her outfit wasn't as vast as she had let on.
"Hello!" Colette said, waving, as Amara arrived. "Looking good, as always! Purple suits you well."
"Flattery will get you nowhere." Amara replied. "So how was your weekend?"
"The usual. So many clothes, so little time! It's been a little while since we had a girl's night out, now that I think about it. How about we do something this weekend? I might even invite Lucy. After all, she was helping me with that interview." Colette said.
"Sure, why not. I can put up with her for a minute." Amara said. "Hey, what's that noise - whoa!"
Zooming right up towards them was a black motorcycle - with a very familiar lightning emblem on it. Sure enough, behind the black and yellow helmet was Blaine Spencer, looking proud and fierce to be in command of his beast. Someone was riding behind him, with a helmet a few sizes too big for her. No doubt, it was Lucy. She took it off, relieved - but fidgeted with her hair, trying to get it right.
"Yo!" Blaine said. "Bet you wish you girls could get to work in style, right?"
"Uh..." Amara didn't have the courage to answer his question. Seeing his motorcycle in action was...exhilarating. That speed and sound...that would be terrifying, not stylish, in Amara's eyes. But Blaine wasn't scared - not one bit. That cockiness was probably what got him riding a motorcycle in the first place, to be on the edge every single ride.
"Hello." Lucy said. As Colette and Amara stared at her, curiously, she started to panic. "What are you girls looking at? Is my hair?"
"I take it you had an exciting weekend, then?" Colette said.
"Oh it was, alright..." Blaine said, even more confident.
"Blaine!" Lucy groaned. "Yes, I...saw him over the weekend. Don't make such a big deal over it! I'm a big girl, I can do as I please!"
"You certainly did last night! Hehehe...oh." Blaine gulped. Lucy's glare was like being aimed at by a firing squad. He laughed, yet the glaring did not stop. "Sorry! Anyway, you and I are still having lunch right?" Blaine asked.
"I suppose so. It's not like you're busy in the afternoon." Lucy said. "Are you working every night this week?"
"I think so. That's when most bars get busy, after all. But don't look so upset! If you get lonely, and need a cold refreshing drink, you know where to find me!" Blaine said.
"What's this about a bar?" Colette asked. "I thought you were working in the mall?"
"I was, but I gave that shit up. About time, too. Instead, I'll be tending the bar at Motus Lounge! You girls should pop in sometime. Trust me, I can make a great drink and create the right atmosphere." Blaine said. "Anyway, you girls better get going. Have fun, baby!"
"I wouldn't call it fun, but thanks. Come on, Colette, we have to get you ready for that interview. Let's see if we can get rid of any words that are too hard for you to pronounce..." Lucy said, practically dragging Colette away.
"Damn, I didn't get my goodbye kiss." Blaine said. Despite this, he just shrugged. "Oh well. I got plenty of kisses last night. Hehe..."
"Blaine, I get it. You're a love machine. Anyway..." Amara said, nervously. "You can still come with us to the other world, right?"
"Dunno. I never thought about that. Kaman's pretty laid back, so it should be okay. We're not going tonight, are we?" Blaine asked. "Cause if we find those extra Persona users, I wanna be in on the action!"
"Nope. Maybe tomorrow then, once you sort out your schedule." Amara said. "Until then, we'll let the other guys handle it. Right, I'd better go! Try to ride safely, okay?"
"Amara, you're a sweet girl, but you're dense sometimes. I'm one of the Kanaloa motorcycle champions. There's not a turn I can't make! But just for you, I'll only do one wheelie. Bye!" Blaine said. Amara blinked. Hopefully, Blaine was being sarcastic. She quickly went up to the Real People offices, thinking about the new Persona users. Devil, Death, and Fortune. Who was who? Perhaps Stella could tell her.
Later, whilst Amara was drawing, she looked up from her paper at Stella. Something looked different. Her hairline looked lower than it did usually.
"Um, Stella, is there something wrong with your hair?" Amara asked.
"Of course there isn't. Don't be so ridiculous." Stella said. She didn't look up from her computer, but this question clearly touched upon a nerve.
"Alright then, keep you hair on!" Stella glared at her, and Amara laughed it off. "Okay, I'll drop the whole hair thing. The other night, in the world through the door...we learned that we need more Persona users before we can stop the Shadows." Amara said. "They're of the Devil, Death and Fortune Arcana."
"I see. Let me try out my insight..." Stella said. She shut her eyes, and concentrated. Amara looked around, but none of her colleagues had heard her, thankfully. Sheila was dealing with another letter from an anonymous boarding school student, and Juan was eyeing up Collette's new skirt. Lucy saw this, and give him the most evil death leer she could muster.
"Amara? Are you still listening to me?" Stella said, waving a hand in front of Amara's eyes.
"Yes, I can hear you. What's up?" Amara said. "You learn something?"
"Indeed I have. To begin with...there will be two Devils. One of them you will recognise, one of them you have never met. However, she has a tie to one of your comrades." Stella said. "Likewise, there will be two Deaths. One is a lady you also know, who is torn by the painful memories of the past. One is a man who has given up on life without his beloved. Only one Devil and only one Death will remain in the end. Which one it will be, I...cannot ascertain."
"Whoa...so one Death will be our friend, the other won't be. Same goes for the Devil. Got it." Amara said. "What about the Fortune?"
"I..." Stella said, looking stunned. "The spirits told me that the Wheel of Fortune will spin eternal, but a journey will stop not long after the Wheel begins to turn."
"What does that even mean?" Amara asked. "A journey?"
"...I do not know. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get a clearer vision of the events to come." Stella said. "But have confidence in my words, Amara. You will find the truth. Be prepared for whatever happens."
"I will. Thank you." Amara said. She turned back to her desk, and resumed colouring her work. As she did this, she wondered about what she just heard. Two Death Persona users would emerge, but only one of them could be an ally. When the Fortune user would appear, a journey would end. Instead of feeling relaxed, she just felt anxious, and concerned. Anything could happen in the other world...
|Lucille Valley HS - Hallway|10:30 am|
"So Mathematics next?" Kyle asked.
"Yup. Then I've got another damn meeting. Lucas always look so damn chipper when he's there, and it makes me look bad. I always feel so bored the whole time I'm there." Serena said.
"Serena...If you slack off, do you know what might happen? The school is counting on you!" Kyle said, looking right into her eyes. Even seeing him slightly angry unsettled her. Especially when it was her he was angry at.
"Sorry. You're right, I suppose I should be more focused on - oh, hello!"
Running right up to them was Lucas, who was panting for breath. Serena and Kyle looked at each other in confusion, and other students stared at them.
"Lucas, did you want something, or do you have to exercise everywhere?" Serena asked.
"Phew...sorry. I'm in training, every minute, every hour, every day..." Lucas wheezed. He wiped beads of sweat off his head, and looked at Kyle. "It was him I wanted to see."
"Why?" Kyle said. "You need me to do your homework for you? Forget it!"
"Don't be a jerk! No, I don't need people doing my homework. I'll screw that up my way." Lucas said, still exhausted. "I've got something you might be interested in. You know what the Paralympics are, correct?"
"The Olympics for people in wheelchairs?" Kyle said, looking sceptical.
"If you want to speak simply, then yeah. I just found out that there's a small sports stadium in Saragel where a track team for handicapped people practice!" Lucas said. "So...how about you check it out?"
"What?! No way! I'm not an athlete!" Kyle said.
"I figured you'd say that. But here's the thing. Next month, they're having a meet for a charity. Everyone who takes part gets to help raise money for poorer countries around the world. And you can't say no! I already put your name down." Lucas said.
"You did WHAT?!" Kyle screamed. "...How can I back out now when you bring up the charity angle?"
"Exactly, my man! Think of the children - and I mean it!" Lucas said, smiling.
"But...I'm not fit enough! I can't win..."
"Listen to me. It's not aout winning. This is about helping others. And yourself. As for your fitness, don't worry about that. I'll be your coach!"
"Why you?" Serena asked. "Last time you two spoke, you hated each other!"
"You think so? I don't. I just wanted to find something Kyle could do." Lucas said. "I've been his classmate for years, and he's never done anything active in his life. Maybe this will get him outdoors more often."
"Um...oh, we have to get to class. I'll see you at today's meeting." Serena said.
"Sure thing! I'll see you tomorrow after school, Kyle. I'll make you into a winner, believe me!" Lucas said, already darting off.
"Oh god..." Kyle said. "I'm never going to be any good at this! I'm no sportsman!"
"But Kyle, it doesn't matter if you don't win -"
"I know! But I'll look like a laughing stock next to those guys! I mean, they're probably built for this contest, but I'm like a stick insect. Please, can we just go to class?"
"Alright, Kyle." Serena said, glumly. As she and Kyle approached the classroom, she sighed. Why did Lucas have to try so hard to make Kyle get out more? She remembered some of Lucas's thoughts...about a penpal, also an athlete, who was killed. Perhaps Lucas was trying to honour his friend's memory. Even so, coaching Kyle wasn't going to replace him. She continued to walk to her class, gazing out of the window. The Kyle in the other world hadn't been very cheerful lately. Perhaps if her other self returned, that would perk him up.
|Solar Ray Mall - Roger's Office|13:23 pm|
Roger had been in yet another meeting, discussing the growth of the mall. There was suggestions of expansion, although since there wasn't a lot of space to carry out such an endeavour, this would only allow room for a few new stores. However, what was really on his mind…was Karen.
"Good afternoon, Mr Martin. I brought you the papers you asked for." said Keisha Vivaldi, a young secretary. She wasn't short, but she did seem rather small compared to Roger. Behind her glasses were a pair of green, inquisitive eyes, and she had shoulder length brown hair. She had been working under him since the mall opened, and in that time, she had proven herself a reliable and trustworthy asset. Roger had mostly been formal with her, however, and that seemed to suit him fine.
"Thank you, Keisha. Did you have a good weekend?" Roger asked.
"It's not like you to ask about my weekend. But yes, it was fine. I went to see a play." Keisha said.
"What play was that?" Roger asked. He was planning to take Karen to the theatre when he had the time, so perhaps Keisha would recommend the one she saw.
"It was The Glass Menagerie. It was quite excellent, really. Superb acting, and I regret not watching it sooner." Keisha said. Despite her praise, she still seemed rather cool. Perhaps she wasn't used to Roger inquiring about her life. "What did you and Ms Marshall do, sir?"
"Oh, the two of us went out for dinner in Nova Albion. It was splendid, although we did have rather a lot of wine!" Roger said. "Also, we've known each other for quite a while. You can just call me Roger. Also, it's Karen. She hates being called Ms Marshall."
"Really? Why is that, sir - um, Roger?" Keisha asked.
"Well, it reminds her of all the times she's been married. Neither one of them worked out…but now we're together again, things will be much more peaceful for both of us." Roger said. "Although I'm always swamped with my work here…"
"I know. I've seen how much you struggle, day after day. But ever since you rekindled your romance with Karen, you're looking much healthier than before. I hope you two are happy together." Keisha said.
"Well thank you!" Roger said, smiling. "Just out of interest, are you involved with anyone?"
"Me? Not at the moment, no. I haven't been looking for a partner, either." Keisha said.
"Oh. Well, you've got loads of time. A girl like you is bound to find a good man!" Roger said. "Trust me. I'm not wrong about these things."
"Why...thank you." Keisha said, with a slight smile. "Well, I'll be on my lunch break now. I'll see you later this afternoon."
"Okay. See you." Roger said. As Keisha left, Roger took a moment to think to himself. The moment he and Karen became an item, rather than just friends.
After the man who assaulted her was sentenced, Roger had a moment of panic. Karen was still afraid of being in that horrible situation again, where she was powerless to resist a man's clutches. But Roger had become rather fond of Karen, and discovered they had much in common. So after the trial, Roger watched as Karen started to head home.
"Wait!" he cried. "Karen, can I take you home?"
"Um, that's alright. I think I'll be able to make it myself. Besides, you've done enough for me already." Karen said.
"Karen, I..." Roger said. "I'm not sure how to say this. I don't want to scare you again, but..."
"What do you mean?" Karen asked, curious. "I'm not afraid of you at all. You might be from Kanaloa, but you're a total wimp who likes plays and business management textbooks. You can say anything to me!"
"I can? Well, here goes..." Roger said. "I…really like you, Karen. I think I did ever since we first met."
"Roger..."
"Whenever we go and see a play, you're interested in what I think about it. Whenever I talk about my plans for the future, you encourage me, and give me even more ideas to try out." Roger said, biting his lip. He was getting rather giddy, his heart was racing, and his eyes were fixed on Karen's. "I've never met a girl like you, Karen. I didn't help you through that trial just because of that, I promise you. I'm not the kind of guy who would do that -"
"Roger! I know! I know what kind of man you are! You're one of the sweetest men I've ever met. You showed me - not all men are like him. Some men are good people. And you, Roger...you're perfect. I'll be honest...I'm very fond of you." Karen said.
"...I'm so glad to hear you say that!" Roger said, overjoyed. Karen seemed happy too, as his face lit up. From this point on, he wouldn't just be a protector, or a friend. Rather, someone she would hold dear to her heart. "In that case, do you want to go to the theatre on Friday?"
"I'd be delighted." Karen said. With the look on her face, Roger couldn't see any sign of the woman that was too afraid to step out her front door. She wanted to be with him...as much as he wanted her. And that was a lot.
Roger looked down at his papers, and sighed. Now was no time to reminisce about his love life. So much needed to get done today. Still, when he went home, he'd have Karen over, and he could forget about the mall for a while.
"Actually, I think I'll take my lunch too..."
|Albion Inc - Parking Lot|16:56 pm|
"Oh, Nathan, I think I'll make my own way home today. I was planning to have my hair done. You know, just the ends." Priscilla said. "I'll be back later."
"Fine, darling. Just remember, I'm cooking tonight. I hope you like it!" Nathan said. Priscilla kissed him, as she normally did at the end of a working day. Smiling, whilst wiping off lipstick from his cheek, he opened his car door. It had been a while since Nathan had cooked chicken cacciatore, but he wasn't worried. After all, he always relaxed when cooking a meal for the two of them, and they both loved the food afterwards - apart from the time he attempted Thai food.
"Hello."
Nathan turned around. It was Joe Kowalski, by himself. Usually, he'd be smiling and trying to make idle chit chat, but this time he seemed rather calm, and cool. This made Nathan felt a little uneasy, but he tried to shake off his tension.
"Hello, Joe. What can I do for you?" Nathan asked.
"Well, I was talking to Priscilla during lunch." Joe said. "Lovely lady, she is. Thing is, she told me about the situation with you and your father."
"She did what?!" Nathan shouted. "I didn't think she'd tell you, of all people!"
"Please, calm down. I know I'm a royal pain in the backside, with my late starts in the day. Still, I..." Joe trailed off, looking aside. Quickly, he wiped his eye, but Nathan could see small traces of a tear on his face.
"Are you alright, Joe?" Nathan asked.
"I just have something in my eye, that's all. But as I was saying, Nathan...you're not the only one. Me and my father have never gotten along, even now. I hated him when I was growing up, more than you could imagine." Joe looked straight into Nathan's eyes, clenching his fist. "Nathan, my father's at death's door. When he was berating me for not being top of my class, or wanting to do anything other than work at a huge company like this...he was full of vigour, passion. Now, he barely has the strength to sit up in that bed. Time's running out, and I'm not sure if I can put things right between us. Or even if I want to."
"Joe-"
"But your dad's fine!" Joe raised his voice, looking at Nathan still. "He's only in his sixties. You've got all the time in the world to sort out what he did over a decade ago! You two work in the same building, for crying out loud!"
"...Is that all you wanted to say?" Nathan asked, taken aback.
"Yeah. I'm sorry, I really need to go." Joe said. "Victoria wants me to move the wedding forward, so my dad can be there. And if I don't...there might not even be a wedding. Tch...I thought working here would be the end of all my troubles."
Nathan watched as Joe ran away to his own car. Lost in thought, he sat in his car for a short while. So this was the real Joe Kowalski…a man who couldn't let go of his hatred towards his father, even in the face of that man's death. Reginald had many years left - and Nathan knew what he wanted to do with the time he had left.
Retire.
Watch Nathan and Priscilla get married.
Be a grandfather to Nathan's children.
Nathan didn't know when those things would come, although he did know his father wished to make Nathan the CEO of Albion Incorporated soon. But he had plenty of time. And so, he wasn't going to waste it.
Tonight, he and Priscilla would have a quiet night in. No matter how happy he was with his beloved, his thoughts would be with Joe. If only Joe had more time with his own father...
|Motus Lounge|20:00 pm|
Blaine's shift had been underway for an hour, and from the moment he started, he had a good feeling. Kaman introduced him to the other bar staff, and Blaine already felt like part of the team. Blaine noticed every single one of them was like Kaman's best friend - he was one hell of a boss, that was for sure. There was a photograph of Kaman with each of them on the back wall, and today, Blaine noticed a blank frame. Blaine had dressed up smartly for his first shift, wearing a new white shirt with a brown waistcoat and a matching tie. Completing the look was a pair of tight black pants, and his favourite wristwatch. Kaman noticed Blaine giving the frame his attention, and tapped him on the shoulder.
"You know what happens next right?" Kaman said, smirking.
"A photo with you? Bring it on, my man!" Blaine said, putting his arm around Kaman. "Good thing I got dressed for the occasion!"
"A true man dresses to impress!" Dan said. He had been sitting there at the bar since the shift started, and despite the lack of a discount, he was enjoying himself. Dan took Kaman's camera, and took the picture. Blaine looked pretty proud of himself, with the best uniform he had ever worn, and a large pint glass in his hand.
"Thanks, dude." Kaman said. "Don't you worry, Dan. I'll take good care of this guy. Every night will be a blast!"
"Oh, that's for sure. Blaine is one heck of a drinking buddy. Just remember, Blaine - you can't help yourself to the drinks just because you're serving them!" Dan said, grinning. "Feel free to give out discounts of course!"
"He's kidding, right?" Kaman asked.
"Of course he is. Just remember, Dan, I can have you barred for disorderly conduct!" Blaine said. "Like that asshole did that time four years back..."
"No big deal. That place was shit anyway. Boring bastards, the lot of them. So, who would have thought? Blaine Spencer, the man who sunk a boat while drunk off his ass, got a job at a fancy joint like this!" Dan said, sitting at the bar stool.
"...What was that about a boat?" Kaman asked.
"Oh, you should have been there, man. When I turned thirty, me and Dan went all over town. Finally, when we got to Legarte harbour, we saw a boat, and we still had a pack of beer to get through." Blaine said, fondly remembering this incident. "So we got on the boat, and one thing led to another. I had to pay to repair the damn thing, but it was one heck of an evening."
"Well, as long as you didn't get that sinking feeling! Here's to another thirty years!" Kaman said, raising his glass. "So Dan The Man, you want another?"
"Hell yeah. Same as before." Dan said. "And maybe some shots of whisky, for all of us! Make it a night to remember!"
"Easy on, my man! It's only eight o'clock!" Kaman said. "You two must be seasoned party animals. Wait until you get married - then you'll have to wait until the madam lets you go!"
"Well, I dunno. Me and Lucy have been out tons of times for drinks. Although she's kind of a lightweight compared to me!" Blaine said.
"Evening, gentlemen!"
Roger had just entered the bar, and Karen was besides him. Blaine waved him over, and Kaman looked on, surprised.
"Just how many friends do you have, Blaine?" Kaman asked.
"Oh, quite a few. I've been pretty popular lately." Blaine said, proud. "This is Roger Martin. He owns the Solar Ray Mall!"
"Really? That's awesome! Who's the lucky lady?" Kaman asked.
"I'm Karen. I'm the editor of the Real People magazine. I'm also his girlfriend's boss." Karen said. "Speaking of Lucy, where is she?"
"She said she was waiting until payday till she went on another night out." Blaine said. "Oh well, at least I've got you guys to keep me company!"
"Blaine, we live together. I don't think we've spent more than a day apart!" Dan said. "Of course, that must be why everyday feels like a party."
"That's right, my man! Now drink up!" Blaine said, as he passed the pint of beer to Dan. "Now, what can I get you two?"
"I'll have a red wine, please!" Karen said.
"And I'll have what Dan's having. It looks pretty intense." Roger said, eyeing the glass. "It feels strange, drinking on a Monday night…"
"Yeah, it's pretty quiet. You wait until Friday, that's when things will really pick up." Kaman said. "Oh! I'm Kaman, by the way. Strange name, isn't it?"
"It's certainly unique." Karen said. "Where does it come from?"
"Funny story, actually! It was a long time ago now. My folks were on a business trip in India. They worked at the same company, but they didn't really know each other. So they went to a city called Kaman, and one night, my old man plucked up the courage to ask my mom out for a date. They shared a hotel room that night, and nine months later, yours truly was born!" Kaman said.
"Now that's what I call a successful business meeting." Roger said, impressed. "None of my past business trips were ever that exciting..."
"And they better not be in the future, either!" Karen said, playfully nudging Roger in the elbow. "Next time you have to go to a conference, you better keep both feet on the floor!"
"That's you told, then!" Kaman said. "I'd say that to you as well Blaine, but there won't be any fancy conferences here!"
"Fine with me. Besides, check out those chicks who just came in. If the rest of the customers are like that, I'll be in here every night!" Blaine said.
"You better not let Lucy hear you say that! If I was in your shows, Maria would kill me!" Kaman said, laughing. Soon enough, the girls were laughing too, as Blaine launched into several amusing stories of his drunken past. Dan watched, smiling.
"It's good to see him so happy. He should have started this kind of work years ago!" Dan said. "Would have saved me a lot of sleepless nights."
"Aww, that's so sweet! Were you that worried about him?" Roger asked.
"Not exactly. Whenever he works late, he comes home all exhausted, and heads straight for my bed." Dan said.
"That's something else I wouldn't want dear Lucy to hear." Kaman said, sniggering. "Alright, why your bed?"
"Mine's is comfier than his." Dan said, shrugging. "And it's impossible to budge him when he's tired...so I just leave him there. If I bother him about it, he'll just go on about how shit work was, and make that sad sound he knows pisses me off. The worst job he ever had was when he was at a construction site. He did like getting to whistle at the women that walked by, but not when they slapped him."
"Ah, I see. I better keep a close eye on him. Those nice ladies seem rather enamoured with him already!" Kaman said. "Okay, you guys, I need to attend to the other customers. Let me know if you need anything. Oh yeah. Dan, I have to go out with you guys one night. You'll have to show me your top party tricks."
"Anytime, dude!" Dan said, giving Kaman a fist bump. As he, Karen and Roger talked more, Blaine continued serving drinks to the many people at the bar. Every single one of them seemed to enjoy his service, and he was feeling pretty pleased with himself.
So this is what it feels like to have a dream job. I did it! It only took fourteen years, but I did it!
Already, he couldn't wait to call Lucy and let her know how he was doing. Hopefully, she wasn't too worried about her cousin's impending visit…with any luck, he'd make a good impression on him. If not, that was life.
|Other World - Secret Base|19:00 pm|
Kyle was by himself today. Last night was dreadful - Kyle denied his harsh comment towards Matthew, but Dan was having none of it. He went ballistic, and Kyle was on the verge of tears. Not even Aimee's desperate attempts at a truce could soften him. Finally, Blaine had to take him to this room, and Kyle stayed out of everyone's way. He was expecting Matthew to be angry with him, too. But Matthew just looked disappointed. It wasn't as if Kyle and Matthew had been close friends - but as he thought about it, he felt a peculiar sensation. It wasn't just the itch on the nose, however. It was...
Nostalgia.
Somehow, Matthew felt familiar to him. Kyle felt like he recognised Matthew's particular habits, namely fidgeting when standing around for too long, or his fascination with women's feet. And…Kyle felt sad, somehow. Could he and Matthew know each other in the other world?
"Hey."
Kyle yelped, and span his chair around. Matthew was there, with his arms crossed.
"Where's everyone else?" Matthew asked.
"They all went out somewhere. I've been here trying to figure out if Aeternus are up to anything. If you're looking for Dan, you can just wait here." Kyle said. "I need to-"
"Stop right there, kid." Matthew said. "You and I need a little chat - without my big bro screaming at you."
Kyle looked up, and said nothing. The memory of Dan's furious ranting was still fresh in his mind. So much shouting over how long he and Matthew had been apart, how he thought he would never see his little brother again, how much he sacrificed to raise him - Kyle couldn't bear it. He and Dan used to be so tight, but...Matthew had changed all that.
"Listen, Matthew. Dan's not interested in me anymore. We're just comrades, not friends. He's all yours." Kyle said.
"What the fuck? You honestly think he's given up on you?" Matthew asked, looking just as mad as Dan did. "Let me tell you something, you idiot. Dan told me that the only reason we got to see each other again is because of you. You're the one that got him out of that bar and brought him here, remember? He would have drunk himself to death if you hadn't shown up that night!"
"But that doesn't mean he needs me anymore-"
"Oh for the love of god! Does everything have to revolve around you? Do we have to shower you with attention just to stop you from having a tantrum?" Matthew said, infuriated. "Listen to me. Dan is still your best friend. In fact, he was talking about living with you after the Shadows are gone. I mean, you don't have anywhere else to go."
"Do you really mean that?" Kyle said, tearfully. He quickly rubbed his eyes, but he could tell Matthew saw him. "Dan wants to live…with me?"
"Sure he does. He's one heck of a big brother figure. Always has been. But he hasn't seen me for ten whole years. I had to grow up without him, so we're making up for lost time. That's all it is." Matthew said.
"That's what Roger said. Damn...I should have listened to him. I really messed everything up." Kyle said. "Now Dan probably hates me after last night..."
"No, I don't think he does at all. He's always been defensive when it comes to me. If anyone back in Kanaloa tried anything with me, Dan would send them straight to the hospital." Matthew said. "Kyle, just go and apologise to him. He'll understand."
"You think it'll be that easy? I don't know what to say to him, really..." Kyle said.
"It might not be easy, but you have to try anyway! Come on, give it a go! Don't you have any idea where they went?"
"Well, I think he and the guys went to Takanawa." Kyle said. "We can go look for them there."
"Fine. And Kyle?" Matthew said. "Remember, you can talk to other people than Dan. And when are you just going to tell Serena how you feel?"
"What the - we're just friends!" Kyle said, embarrassed. "There's...no way I'd fall in love with someone from another dimension! But that reminds me. The Serena from here's still missing."
"Ah, I see. Worried, are you?" Matthew said, giving Kyle a wink. "Then let's go save your damsel in distress. I'll be the heroic knight's loyal sidekick."
"Hey, we're just going to find Dan! Serena might not show up just yet anyway." Kyle said. He didn't say it, but Matthew could just tell what he was hoping for.
"Then we better go!" Matthew said. "Takanawa, here I come!"
|Aeternus HQ - Medical Ward|
Josephine was still lying on her bed, unconscious. Alas, no one had arrived to visit her. Nihane was in his own quarters the entire day, and Nina was out on an emergency call in Farawell. Pierre was training, and Archibald couldn't care less what happened to Josephine. Thus, the Medical Floor was empty as ever, and rather dimly lit.
"Ah..."
Josephine opened her eyes. No longer in pain, she quickly got out of her bed, and changed into the clothes that had been provided for her - a long brown dress, a pair of high heel brown and gold boots, and a brown and orange silk scarf. Also, Josephine put on her favourite red arrings, and a pair of armoured gloves. She also noticed a pair of sleek red handguns, that looked lighter than her previous pair.
"Oh, you're finally awake. I was just coming to check on you."
Carlos entered the room, and gazed at Josephine's new weaponry. "Those were handpicked by Pierre. They should be far more capable than the guns you were using before. Of course, that depends on your aim."
"Be quiet. I didn't lose the battle because my aim was off. Nathan interfered! Clearly, he has it in for me!" Josephine said, glaring at the floor.
"I'm not surprised. You killed his mother and father, and virtually destroyed the company that had been in his family for generations. There isn't even a single Albion employee anymore." Carlos said, with a smug smirk. "Of course, we've already reaped the benefits of absorbing them."
"I don't need to be reminded by Nathan detests me." Josephine said. "When the Eternal Road is done, I'll have him for myself! Don't forget, Carlos. You have your reasons for doing this, too. Reasons strong enough for you to do things like I have."
"Yes, exactly. But even so, I won't kill people needlessly. I'm not like Pierre." Carlos said. "I won't become a mass murderer - directly, that is. Any deaths that result from the Shadows are because that is what fate decided."
"Fate. Such an interesting word. We'll have the chance to change our fates, very soon enough." Josephine scoffed. "Now then, Carlos…what are you going to do now?"
"Right now? I feel like exploring the streets. You never know when you might meet one of our enemies. I may run into the Holy Cross, like you did. If they were able to hold their own against you…we really have underestimated them. Of course, the Commander's mood has noticeably improved." Carlos said. "I'll leave you to it."
"Fine with me. Just remember your words - don't kill people needlessly. The next Divine Spark hasn't begun yet." Josephine said. "You understand that Nihane doesn't like waiting, yes? I'd hate to have to tell him you were the one that delayed our plans..."
"Please. He gives Nina enough hassle over that. I have no reason to be apprehensive around Nihane. May I leave now? This medical room is rather drab." Carlos said.
"Yes, go on ahead." Josephine said. Carlos quickly left the area, and Josephine gazed at her guns. Now who could she test these weapons on?
Smiling, she dashed downstairs. The Shadows wouldn't know what hit them.
|Takanawa - Devil Busters Arcade|
The Devil Busters Arcade used to be a great place for gamers to have fun. Yet, it had been abandoned after the Shadows came. Many popular games were here, bringing in everyone when tournaments were held. Alas, in the early 2000's, the arcade closed. In the other world, the area had been turned into an apartment complex. Amara had once considered living there, but there were no decent art jobs going. Here, the arcade had been left to rot, and just about every cabinet had been exposed to the Shadows, as well as the weather. Thus, the rusted metal and cut wires would never function again.
"Damn." Roger said. "All of these machines are ruined. None of these parts are any good."
"What is it with you and taking machines? You planning on making a robot chick?" Blaine asked, winking.
"Eew, no. Don't mock me like that! I'm just really into this stuff. You know, seeing what makes stuff tick." Roger said. "It feels weird, being apart from Karen..."
"I know what you mean. I'm surprised the girls went off to do their own thing. Oh well, at least us men can have some time by ourselves." Nathan said. Looking at Dan, he hesitated for a second. "Dan, about Kyle -"
"I don't wanna hear about him. No one badmouths my brother." Dan replied. "Now then, how many Shadows have we destroyed so far?"
"At least seventeen." Roger said. "Two ran away, and one of them got confused and killed another. Dumbass."
"I love it when that happens. Kills them faster!" Blaine said. "But we can't count on the Ater Vox to do that, can we? By the way Nathan, you really gave Josephine a pounding. Well done, man."
"It's not something I should boast about, knocking a woman unconscious." Nathan said. "Still, I have nothing but contempt for her. May she rot in hell."
"Yeah, same to all of those bastards. But that Archibald guy's different. He's weird. He never really gave me a hard time. In fact, one time I got really fucked up, and there wasn't anyone nearby who had a Dia spell. So he took me to the medical room, and...he brought me back to full health." Blaine said, scratching his head. "But after then, he was still the same old scientist freak. I bet even know, he's plotting something with the Shadows."
"When isn't he?" a voice said. A man leapt from the roof - it was Pierre, appearing rather maniacal. Holding his swords, he had the look of an axe murderer in him.
"Archie is...dedicated." a female's voice said. The next person to emerge from the rooftops was Nina, with evil radiating from every pore. "Well, isn't this a sorry looking group of men. Nathan, you're passable, but the others are just a bunch of middle aged losers!"
"What are you talking about, bitch? I'm only thirty years old!" Blaine said. "Heck, I'm younger than you're supposed to be!"
"He has a point, Nina. After all, we haven't aged one bit since we gained our Personas." Pierre said, smirking. "We can't die before the Divine Sparks appear, can we? That would make everything a complete waste of time!"
"Of course, one of us has a less...practical use for her immortality." Nina said. "Josephine is rather proud of her appearance. She's the only one who bothered to make herself look younger. Not that we can't see through the veneer of youth."
"Cut the crap!" Roger said. "What the fuck are you two doing here? Answer me!"
"My, such violence. I feel sorry for Ms Marshall. She must feel so threatened when you're agitated. I'd hate to see her make you mad...I doubt she could handle your little tantrums." Nina mocked. "You were rather spirited in our last fight, Roger. However, I'm not about to lose again today. That's why Pierre will step in, and help me bring you to your knees."
"Hahaha! You should consider giving yourselves up now!" Pierre chided. "With Loki's flames and Hel's blizzards, there's no way you scum can win!"
"Bring it on, Frenchy." Blaine said. "I'll show you what a real battle's like!"
"I used to have a rule that I'd never hit a girl. But with this bitch, I think I can break that rule! Say your prayers!" Dan roared.
Nathan stepped forward, but Blaine held him back. "What are you doing? I have to join in!" Nathan pleaded.
"Look, in case something goes wrong, we need to go find everyone else. The girls are in Farawell, so go find them and tell them what's going on. Trust me, this is the smart thing to do!" Blaine said. "So get going!"
"You'll be alright, won't you?" Nathan asked. "I wouldn't want you to get captured, after all that's happened…"
"Trust me on this one. I'll be just fine and dandy!" Blaine said. "You heard me, get a move on!" Nathan nodded, and ran back towards the NDD.
"So you're not just a muscle head after all…" Nina said. "I knew there was a reason we made you Commander. Now, if only you came back to us! I'm sure we could light you off with a light punishment for torture!"
"Sorry, baby. That's what I'll be doing to you! Mazionga!" Blaine roared, and Tlaloc's mighty thunder struck Pierre and Nina. Roger rushed forward, and struck Pierre many times, whilst Nina quickly dodged a shot from Dan.
"That's it. I'm going all out this time!" Pierre said. "Agi..."
Blaine burst out laughing as a pitiful ember hit him. "You fucking serious -"
"...dyne!"
Suddenly, the fire burned much brighter, and the sheer heat dazed Blaine. Before he could move, Nina quickly launched into a combo of fast sickle strikes, followed by a Bufudyne attack.
"Goddammit!" Blaine said, reeling with pain. "Tlaloc, get him!"
Tlaloc raised his hammer, and with a few fast swings, begun his Storm Slaughter attack. The medley of strikes finished with a thunderous attack that knocked Pierre backwards - and Roger quickly took advantage of this, by using his Laguna Rage repeatedly.
"Permafrost!" Nina summoned a tomb of ice to enclose Dan, who had been trying to fire his rifle at her to no avail. "Well then…I'd like to break the ice!"
"Nina, that was bad and you should feel bad." Pierre snarked.
"And you should just hurry up and defeat these idiots!" Nina barked. "Hel, you know what to do. Chilling Masscare!"
Hel raised her double-edged spear, and teleported on top of the icy tomb. Dan was immobilised, and could only watch at what happened next - Hel cut straight through the ice, and slashed him all over, causing the ice to shatter into sharp pieces. Dan's body, bloody from all the strikes, fell to the floor, somehow still breathing.
"Dan!" Blaine cried. "I'll get you for this, you stupid whore!"
"Well then, why don't you come and get me?" Nina said, smiling with evil flowing throughout her voice. "You're not looking so well, are you?"
"Shut the fuck up!" Roger screamed. "I had enough of you back at the promenade! Laguna Rage - what?"
The gushing water definitely hit Nina, but her body completely vanished. Roger gazed all over, trying to figure out where the woman went - but all he saw was Pierre, who had been rather quiet.
"Looking for someone?" Pierre said. "Drop them a message and they'll get straight back to you!"
"Don't mess me around, you queer!" Roger snarled. "I'm gonna stab your heart out!"
Blaine started to run after Roger, but something stopped him. Something was grabbing his leg, and refused to give way. "The hell?"
Roger attacks Pierre many times, whilst avoiding the vast range of his swords. Eventually, Roger had Kanaloa use Kraken Lance, an improved version of Impaling Havoc.
"Die!" Roger shouted, over the sound of Kanaloa's trident. This time, all the attacks seemed to carry the power of water, and these assaults were many in number. Pierre suddenly fell to the ground, and his body disintegrated.
"Holy shit, dude! You got him!" Blaine said. "Now what about this thing - WHOA!"
Roger could only observe as Blaine was swung into the air by an invisible target. Just then, an icy tomb enclosed him, and Blaine was trapped. Then, furious flames erupted from the ground, blasting the giant ice prison into what looked like many ice cubs.
"What the hell just happened?!" Roger exclaimed. However, something kicked him to the ground. Roger looked up…Pierre was there, grinning evilly. Nina was right beside him, pleased at her handiwork.
"What a classless fool! You obviously can't cope with my illusions!" Pierre goaded. "Truth is…we were in control the entire time."
"That's right. Now that we've dispatched all three of you, we can begin transporting you to your holding cells. I'm sure you'll be of great use to Nihane!" Nina said. "Pierre! This will be my accomplishment. You were merely my assistant!"
"I don't think so, Nina. You couldn't have used the Melting Malady without my flames, nor would you have been able to fool them as well as I can!" Pierre said, glowering.
"Oh, hush. It's about time Nihane acknowledged my efforts. Are we going to stand here bickering all day?" Nina crossed her arms, glaring into Pierre's eyes. "Remember, Pierre. You know what I need the Eternal Road for. And what you desire with it's power, of course."
"Shit!" Blaine said. "What now?!"
"Think of something! I'm out of ideas!" Roger said.
Meanwhile
"Hey! I remember this street. There's an arcade near here…" Kyle said. "It must be in ruins now, like everything else."
"Oh..." Matthew said. "Aren't there any other arcades running in this city anymore?"
"Well, not really. There might be a few working machines left, but no one's willing to go outside to go play Time Crisis or Virtua Fighter." Kyle said. "So I just emulate them."
"Is that even legal?" Matthew asked. "Wait, forget that I asked. I've just thought of an idea. I'll have to check a few things out before I go through with it, though."
"Oh. Okay then." Kyle said. "Now come on, we have to find Dan!"
"Hey, just a quick question. What happened to your father?" Matthew asked. "I know what happened to your mother…it must have been horrifying. But your father, is he still around?"
"I have no idea. He and my mother broke up, and he left her for another woman. I never heard anything about him since then." Kyle said. "He might be dead now...but I never knew him that well. Mom was the one who took care of me, anyway."
"Ah. So you really are on your own..." Matthew said, deep in thought. "Hey, tell me about what you did with the wheelchair!"
"Oh, my modifications? Well, I just wanted to be able to move a lot more freely then I could in a regular model. It sucks not being able to walk, big time." Kyle said. "So, I made it able to fly - but not for very long. And it has a few guns built in. Also, it's got a few networking capabilities, so I can access data anywhere I go."
"Sweet. You really are something…" Matthew said. "I was never any good at that stuff. My talent was investigating. That's why I went into the police force."
"Matthew, how come you're being so nice to me today?" Kyle asked. "We've never really been close."
"True. But you know, it feels familiar. Like I'm supposed to look out for ya." Matthew said, smiling. "I dunno why, but it's pretty nice. Like I've got a little brother of my own! It must be like Dan when he's watching my back."
"Brothers...I wish I had siblings. You had so much fun with your big brother, more than I did on my own." Kyle said. "It sucked..."
"It's not too late. Remember what I told you? Dan wants you to come live with him. As for me, I dunno what I'll do. The village is boring as hell. The city could use someone to help re-establish law and order, and I think I'd be good at that." Matthew said. "So when it's over, all of us will still be working out, rebuilding the city."
"It'll take a while to do that, won't it?" Kyle said. "I mean, not just the architecture. The economy, the government, and just about everything. We'll have to start all over again."
"The best things in life are never easy. But we can do it." Matthew said. "But we've got plenty of time to worry about the future. Let's find Dan!"
"Wait a second! That's him over there!" Kyle said, pointing towards the arcade.
Dan was collapsed on the floor, and Blaine and Roger were looking worse for wear. Nina and Pierre, of the Ater Vox, were there, brandishing their weapons.
"Pierre!" Kyle screamed.
"Kyle...?" Dan groaned.
"Ah, look who it is. Back up has arrived. Who's that with him?" Pierre said.
"That's Matthew Kingsley, wielder of Acolnahuacatl." Nina said, shrugging. "They're just kids! We'll just take them down too!"
"Kyle, watch out!" Matthew said. "Pierre and Nina are dangerous. They just defeated Dan and the others! We need a plan."
"Too late for that. They've seen us already. And I won't be defeated by him!" Kyle said. His hands were shaking…and his eyes burned bright with sheer hatred. Pierre shrugged, and Loki appeared behind him.
"Nina, would you mind if I dealt with these two alone? We can add it to my list of accomplishments, too. Then we're both winners." Pierre said, grinning.
"Oh, for the love of - fine, do it!" Nina said. "Just hurry up and finish this!"
"Gale Claw!" Matthew cried out. Acolnahuacatl pounced out of Matthew's body, and raced across the area, knocking Pierre down.
"What the-" Pierre said, stunned. "How could that thing be so fast?!"
"Soaring Phoenix!" Kyle, looking up at Hephaestus, opened a new power within him. Hephaestus formed burning feathery wings, illuminating the area. Holding his sword aloft, Hephaestus soared at Pierre, blasting him with burning hot flames.
Pierre, despite the strength of Kyle's new move, burst out laughing. The fire hadn't hurt him at all. So, this was his true strength…fire. Kyle only had one other element - Earth. If that didn't work, he'd have to leave it to Matthew…
"What's the matter? You sad your new party trick didn't work?" Pierre taunted, standing up. "It's too bad. It was pretty flashy. But not half as good as mine!"
Suddenly, Pierre disappeared again. Matthew checked the area around him, but Pierre was nowhere. Even Nina didn't seem to know where he was. Then, Kyle saw it. Behind Matthew, a small distortion with the scenery. A faint trail of red smoke.
"Magnadyne!" Kyle screamed, his body raging with power.
"What the - argh!" Matthew fell over from fright, and he gasped. Behind him was Pierre, having been hit by a mighty blast of rocks. Nina gasped.
"How the hell did he do that!?" Dan wheezed.
"The nerve of this brat!" Pierre screeched. "How in blazes did you see me?!"
"Simple - you didn't turn invisible. You actually just cloaked yourself to blend in with the environment. But I could just make out the trail of Loki." Kyle said. "Now then...since fire's no good on you, let's see if rock will beat scissors!"
"Uh, Kyle? I see what you were going for, but-"
"Quiet, Matthew. Just help me out here. Hephaestus! Use your blade with Acolnahuacatl's claws!" Kyle commanded.
"Oh, I see what you're doing. Not bad, fella." Matthew said. "Okay! My claws and your blade, together as one!"
The panther like Persona pounced on Pierre, scratching him countless times. Each successive hit grew more and more power, and the claws never dulled - they were as knives, slicing through flesh. Only Pierre's Persona ability was enough to literally save his skin. As Acolnahuacatl did this, Hephaestus's hand glowed, with a bright, shining light.
"Go! Primal Hazard!" Kyle and Matthew cried out. Hephaestus quickly drew his sword, and slashed Pierre at the same time as Acolnahuacatl swiped at him with both claws.
Pierre, kneeling on the floor, dropped his weapons. His body was covered with blood, and his clothes were torn to pieces. He fell over, desperately trying to breathe.
"Impossible!" Nina exclaimed. "Archibald, Josephine, and Pierre, all defeated?! That's not possible!" Angry, she ran over to him, and groaned. "You idiot! You should have realised this would happen if you fought alone!"
"Nina...kill that cripple and that rookie cop! Make him pay...for what he's done!" Pierre wheezed.
"I don't take orders from anyone other than Nihane. If Kyle perishes at my hand, it will be on my own directives! Now be quiet!" Nina said, and she kicked Pierre's bloody leg. Ignoring his whining, she stared at the angry boy in the wheelchair.
"It's just like before! Nina, you can't win!" Kyle said. "If you want to lay a finger on Dan and Matthew, you'll have to get through me first!"
"Will you just shut up? God, I am so tired of having to endure your rambling!" Nina yelled. "Now then, you can make as many inspirational speeches as you like, but they won't do you any good now! You're running out of steam already. I can tell. But I'll have you frozen to death in minutes!"
"...You shut your fucking face!" Dan uttered, and he managed to get himself off the ground, rifle firmly in his clutches. "You picked the wrong guys to mess with, you hear me?"
"What the - I thought I knocked you out!" Nina said, incredulous. "No matter. What goes up, must come down. Or so they say. Bufudyne -"
"Ziodyne!" Blaine roared.
The flash of lightning broke through, and hit Nina before her perilous ice could manifest. Kyle quickly raced forward in his wheelchair, and swung at her with every bit of force he could muster. Matthew darted at Nina, and slashed her up with his knives.
"Stupid amateur! You're all show!" Nina said, blocking the multitude of attacks. "Right! I'm putting a stop to this fight right now!"
"No you won't. I will, big sis."
"Huh? That's -" Kyle exclaimed. "You! You're here!"
Serena was right there, ready to attack. Her hair looked slightly longer, and Kyle thought she looked better with it that way.
"Serena! You're back!" Nina wailed, shocked. "How dare you show yourself in front of me! You're no sister of mine!"
"Of course I'm not. After all, you had the gall to attempt to kill Kyle! I won't let him fall now. So I've got something to show you!" Serena said. "Guys, you keep her busy. I'll go help Blaine and Roger."
"Right!" Matthew said. "Hyper Strike!"
"Searing Sequence!" Kyle hollered.
"Hey..." Serena said, looking at Blaine's beaten body. "Looks like you bit off more than you could chew. Just as well you have me!"
"Heh. I knew you were coming back. Good girl!" Blaine said, smiling. "Now make with the healing!"
"Okay, okay! Don't be such a slavedriver!" Serena said. "Diarama!" Her healing power flowed into Blaine's body, and he quickly was back to full health. Somehow, this Diarama seemed stronger.
"Diarama?! No, you must have...obtained Josephine's Divine Grace! Your skills have advanced that far?!" Nina screamed. "No, that can't be right! You weren't meant to become this powerful!"
"Fake Persona powers will only get you so far. Me, I'm all natural! Here you go, mister." Serena said, and she healed Roger as well.
"Damn. Why am I always at the mercy of pretty teenage girls? If Karen hears about this, she's going to go crazy!" Roger said.
"Roger, why in the actual fuck are you worried about that at a time like this?" Blaine said, bewildered. "Get with it!"
"Now then..." Serena said, glaring at her older sister. Artemis appeared behind her, shining with pale moonlight throughout. "The Divine Sparks are powerful beasts to be sure. But I rose from the shadows, all because I knew of one thing. I had to come back and finish what I started! So here it comes! Titanic Rainfall!"
Titanic was no overstatement. A mighty sphere of crystal clear blue water materialised around Nina, causing a bit of pain. Nina swung at it, but the sphere flew upwards, and shined in the sunlight. Then, many large raindrops fell from the sphere, crashing into Nina's body. Finally, after a mighty monsoon, the sphere grew even larger, and collided with Nina, exploding. The building she was next to - a small chapel - was completely crushed by the sheer velocity of the water.
Nina's cries of pain were cut short, as she collapsed. Pierre tried to move towards her, but his body was still writhing in agony itself.
"We did it!" Kyle said. He was exhausted, but also exhilarated. The girl he was waiting for was back, and she was doing just fine. "Serena, you're so amazing!"
"Thanks, Kyle! You did pretty well yourself. I didn't imagine you could stand fighting two Ater Vox at once!" Serena said. Smiling, she bent down, and ruffled Kyle's hair. "Now then, why haven't you had your hair cut yet? You'd look so much cuter with a shorter look!"
"I like it this way. It makes me look intellectual!" Kyle said, offended.
"Well, maybe it would if you brushed it more!" Serena said. "But who cares? I'm just so glad you're safe!"
"Me too!" Kyle said. "Now then...Pierre. I have to finish him for good-"
"Oh, I can't allow that. That would be most dishonourable."
Carlos Nadal was already there. How he got there so fast, no one could figure out. He was gazing at the sorry sight of Nina and Pierre before him, and shook his head.
"Carlos! Why didn't you arrive earlier?!" Pierre shouted, his hands bleeding.
"Simple. I wanted to see how well you could manage against these fools." Carlos said. "Unfortunately, you didn't perform nearly as well as Nihane expected. As it stands, I'm the only one yet to have been defeated."
"You..." Blaine said. "Get out of the way! Nina and Pierre have breathed their last!"
"No, Commander. Not just yet." Carlos said. "This is not the most honourable way to settle matters, is it? The time will come when you can have your battle, and fight to the death. Until then, I'll have to retrieve my fallen comrades. You've dealt them some serious injuries, after all."
"Fine, go ahead! Just remember, when we have to fight you again, you'll just end up like them!" Roger said. "So hurry the hell up and get lost!"
"I wouldn't be too excited if I were you. Nihane is the absolute pinnacle of the Persona ability. Even if you were to fight him all at once, he would simply swat you like flies." Carlos snarled. He lifted Nina's body, and after treading over Pierre's body, helped him up as well. Ignoring Pierre's anguished cries, he disappeared into the darkness.
"Damn. We never do get the chance to finish them off!" Roger said. "Next time, I'm not letting them stop us!"
"Looks like you finally switched sides. What about the others? The Holy Cross, Amara, Nathan - they okay?" Serena asked.
Blaine smiled, and Serena blinked. "Well, my friend, the news is...all of them are back! We were just waiting for you to turn up!"
"Yeah! Where have you even been?" Kyle asked. "I thought you were gone for sure!"
"Well, I came round not long ago. But I tried to stay out of sight for the time being. It wasn't easy, but I managed to survive. But now they know we're all alive and well…and we're going to do our level best to destroy Aeternus." Serena said. "Looks like we've got some new members, too!"
"Yeah. This is Matthew, Dan's younger brother." Kyle said. "And this is Roger. There's a lot of stuff to tell you, actually."
"I can imagine. It's August now..." Serena said. "Are the guys from the other world here today?"
"Nah, but they'll be here again soon enough. I dunno why, but they're always here when something big happens! Except today, of course." Blaine said, still smiling. "Come on, gimme a hug! I missed you too!"
Serena quickly hugged Blaine, and then gave Kyle an even bigger hug. Dan smirked, and gave Matthew a thumbs up.
"Young love...so sweet, isn't it?" Matthew said. "Shame you two never had childhood sweethearts…"
"You kiddin' me, boy? We had tons of them! Granted, none of them lasted, but..." Dan said. Blaine suddenly looked alarmed about something, and stared away. "What's up, Blaine?"
"Oh...Blaine. I have something to ask you. It's about a certain Lucille Victoria Crossman, of the Clairdol Village Police Department." Matthew said. The mere mention of this name made Blaine's eyes widen with horror. "Yeah, I thought you knew her. She was the one that took care of you, wasn't she?"
"...So what if she was?" Blaine said. "We were just friends, that's all-"
"Okay, then why did she run away from the village and try to get in the city?" Matthew said. "She hasn't been found outside, either, so she must have gotten in either via the hidden NDD, or the entrance to Inanis!"
"I...don't know. I didn't think she'd do something that stupid..." Blaine said, anxious.
"I have a feeling you're not telling the whole truth." Matthew said. "But the point is, this Lucy is wandering the city as we speak! If she's been in here as long as you've been back, she's in big trouble!"
"Okay, I get it! Just mind your own business!" Blaine said. "Let me deal with her."
"Blaine, what did you and Lucy get up to over there? Do you even remember that your other self is going out with a Lucy, too?" Dan asked. "If he finds out, he'll go crazy!"
"I told you, nothing happened like that!" Blaine exclaimed. "Please, dude, just let me handle it. I don't want you two involved."
"Fine. But you better not leave any stones unturned. If she doesn't survive, then I'm holding you responsible." Matthew said, angrily. "I may be Dan's kid brother, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm never off duty."
The atmosphere was now unbearable. No one felt like speaking a single word, the excitement over Serena's safe return having already dissipated.
"Okay, so now that we've got the awkward part out of the way, can we go back now? I want to say hi to the others!" Serena said. "And I'm part of the team now, so you know what that means! We need to have a party to celebrate!"
"Sounds good to me! Pretzels sound good?" Kyle asked.
"Well, I'm not keen on them, but since you love them so much...go on then!" Serena said, smiling. "Alright, let me see this secret base of yours!"
"Don't get so excited. They don't even have a lampshade for their lightbulb." Roger said, laughing.
The group left, heading for the Secret Base. Now, everyone thought to have perished was alive and well. Soon, they would have enough power to end all their sorrows, and begin to rebuild the city. No matter how hard Nihane tried, he could never break their wills.
But was he truly as powerful as Carlos said?