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Vilius revealed

Hey everyone, it's Brittany. In case you missed anything, I'll fill you in. Last time you saw us, we had just gotten creamed by Granox's flying freakshow. We Knights weren't exactly functioning like a team should, so we did a training exercise with help from Chevy Monroe, the new guy in school. He's been a nice guy, but with the appearance of a new possible threat wearing his same colors, I'm starting to wonder if he's actually on out team… On a happier note, Chevy's help got us the ability to use the Protojet. However, it does leave me to feel kind of useless. I mean, it only requires four people, and I'm an extra. Well, beggars can't be choosers. I just hope I can be of use to the team!

"Man, am I the only one who feels awesome or what?" Toxsa wondered, "It's like we got a major upgrade."

Chooki agreed, "Yeah, we've definitely got a whole new game. We're an all-star team!"

"Uh huh, we're a lot better, aren't we?" Ceylan cheered, laughing.

Guren mumbled, "I don't think that's the point, guys."

"Yeah," Brittany pulled back Ceylan's goggles and let go, making them snap on his head painfully, "And some of us didn't go into the Robofusion, thank you very much!"

Chooki shrugged, "Not our fault you weren't necessary."

"And you shouldn't tug on my goggles, that hurt!" Ceylan complained.

Brittany said, "Don't be a baby."

"I'm not a baby, you're just being a jerk." Ceylan snapped.

Brittany sighed, feeling helpless. She shook her head, complaining, "You guys are getting full of yourselves, and that's causing too much trouble for our own good!"

"What trouble? There's no trouble." Toxsa said.

She spat, "Be quiet, Capslock."

"Capslock?" He wondered.

She nodded, "Capslock. An annoying, overused way for people to get attention."

"Well, just because you're not awesome like the rest of us…" He waved it off.

Guren immediately intervened, "Brittany, no need to call names. Toxsa, she's got a point- we are getting kind of full of ourselves."

"Shut your trap, Redshirt!" Brittany snapped, "I'm leaving. See you guys when we have a mission."

She stormed away, listening to the Tenkai Knights boasting to the sky. She hated it and hoped Toxsa got hit with a flower pot or something. Maybe she could tell Wakamei that her brother had ego issues or something. She accidentally bumped into a tall boy with silver and black hair, who immediately gave her a snarl and a glare, his cobalt glove shoving her aside. A fully silver haired boy smiled and muttered a quick apology, then followed his brother/friend thing. After a while, she finally found a nice, quiet spot to hang out at, and she saw Chevy resting there, reading a book on classic cars.

"Hey, Chevy. Mind if I sit with you?" She asked.

He glanced up from his book, "Sure, why not? Got anything to eat?"

"I always do," Brittany smiled and handed him a Snickers bar, "Thanks for letting me sit here."

As she slid onto her butt, Chevy closed his book, "So, what's going on? You were with your friends earlier."

"They're not friends." She corrected him.

He compensated, "Why aren't you with your team?"

"They're being smug. I'm really grateful for your help and all, but they're being really smug…" Brittany sighed.

He frowned, "Well, that's disappointing. I hope things get better soon."

"They probably won't."

"Then let them crash and burn a little. They'll learn humility."

Brittany sat up and looked directly at Chevy, a swiss roll shoved in her mouth. She ate the entire thing before letting her jaw drop, surprised at how blunt the blond's methods were. They were well justified, not to mention that they worked, but for somebody as laid back as Chevy, to hear them talk as if they always do that kind of thing was a bit jostling. He seemed fairly relaxed as well, but she saw something small and orange peeking out of his jacket.

"What's that?" She asked, suspicious.

He looked at where she was looking instantly. As if that wasn't conspicuous... "Gum. You want some?"

"Show me what flavor." She frowned.

Brittany watched Chevy pull out the object, a small pack of orange cream chewing gum sticks. She took one, feeling a significant amount of relief to see that it was just a pack of gum. She nearly lost her cool when she saw the orange shape, and it turned out to be just what he said it was. Brittany didn't want to think that Chevy was a villainous person. He couldn't be a bad guy, he was too nice to everyone to be force of malevolence.

"I like orange cream soda." Chevy commented out of the blue.

Brittany replied, "I do too. Shouldn't you be in class or something?"

"It's not like I'll ever pass. I'm not going to be a doctor or a lawyer. I'm not smart enough." He mumbled.

Brittany glanced over with a frown, "Come on, don't say that. You're freakin' clever, and you got some teamwork skills under your belt."

"I don't want to be anything special. I'd be satisfied just being a small town mechanic. I like doing stuff like that." He shooed off her concern. "Anyways, my family agrees. I'm no good at this school thing. I'll be lucky to get a C this quarter if I bomb another test…"

She commented, "Small dreams, Chevy. Small dreams."

"Small, but happy." He countered.

After a minute or so of just sitting and discussing their future plans ("I'll be an author and an editor."), they both seemed fairly comfortable, but Brittany knew it couldn't last. She couldn't seem to stop considering that the mystery bot in orange could be Chevy… She closed her eyes, trying to ignore such thoughts. After a long while, they started to push past her barrier of day dreaming. She had to get a little closer to the truth somehow!

"Chevy, do you ever hide anything?" She asked.

He said, "No, not really. Why?"

"Well… Do you ever have anything you haven't told anyone about?" Brittany retried.

Chevy paused. "Well, I suppose. But still, if somebody asked me about it, I would spill my guts."

"You'd tell them everything they ask about?" She sounded surprised.

He nodded, "I'm an honest person. I don't think lying is ever necessary. It's not that I haven't done it before- I have, everyone in history has-, but I just don't feel good about myself afterwards."

"Well, tell me a little about your family." She tested.

He shrugged, his face bitter and tight, "My big sis is in Middletown, working. My dad is a diplomat. My mom's a nurse. I never really had time to know who they were because they were always… working..."

After a moment, she recognized the expression on his face: resentment. She felt a twinge of sympathy for him, realizing he probably couldn't describe his family since he rarely saw them. It was her own struggle, so she could relate to his pain. If she could do so without either being overly excited or without punching Chevy, she would give him a hug. Chevy seriously appeared to be bitter about such things going through his mind. He pulled out a small danish and handed it to her, grinning kindly. She immediately ate it, then thanked him. After a while more, she finally gave in.

"I guess I better go see what those dorks are up to. Wanna come with?" Brittany asked.

Chevy shook his head, "I might get caught by the truant officers."

"I guess I should add, and then go to class for once?"

"I… guess I'll come."

They then walked off to find the others, not noticing the two silver haired figures who were watching him. Both frowned as Chevy left with the brown haired girl.

"Looks like we'll have to have a talk with Chevy if he spills a word on his association with us and Vilius." The full silver haired boy said.

The black and silver haired other cracked his knuckles, "Yeah, 'talk' is one way to put it."

"We need to talk to him, literally. Not beat him to a pulp, Gaius. We might be able to use this to our advantage." He scolded him.

Gaius grumbled, "Well, he needs to be taught a lesson. Anyone betraying Vilius isn't a soldier."

"Unlike you," The other said, "We aren't soldiers. I don't know what Chevy's looking for, but I just wanna watch both worlds burn. I'll be siding with that new arrival, Dromus."

Gaius frowned, "What? Watch both worlds burn? Are you sure you're my brother, Kallist?"

"Some of us are happy either way, Gaius…" Kallist sighed, "I swear, you're such a sucker for orders sometimes."

"Well, loyalty is part of a soldier's life."

"Yes… Well, Chevy is not being a soldier."

"Exactly."

Chevy banged his head against the wall softly, already tired of hearing these four boast about their awesome abilities and how they could do anything. No wonder Brittany had retreated earlier, they were a complete bunch of fools! The blond male had never regretted helping anyone the way he was regretting it right then, and he frowned as they continued to boast. He looked at the brunette for help, but she simply shook her head and looked away, not sure herself how to change their behavior. Chevy shoved his hands in his pockets, his hand clenched in a fist around the core brick in there. He smirked to himself, knowing just what to do to take away their overconfidence, and he stood up.

"You're all being so childish…" He growled.

Everyone paused, and the green haired male- Toxsa, Chevy reminded himself- asked, "Whaddaya mean?"

"Overconfidence gets you nowhere! If you keep boasting to the skies like this, you'll all end up defeated, and I'm not sure what exactly you did to get like this, but you're in huge trouble if you can't get your act together, alright?" Chevy snapped, chastising them for their behavior.

Chooki said it bluntly, "We're not overconfident. We're just great at what we do."

"Look," Chevy's brow scrunched in worry, "Can you please just be a little more cautious? I want to help you succeed, but this is like trying to help a bunch of little devils! What are you even great at doing, may I ask?"

"Uhhhhhhhhh…" All of a sudden, they looked mortified.

Brittany muttered, "Ah, this is bad…"

"You know what?" He snapped, "Forget it!"

Chevy adjusted his jacket with a tug and walked away, his pride in his stride. As soon as he was away from them, he pulled out his core brick. He chuckled softly to himself, though he found nothing funny at the time thanks to the guilt that was scalding his mind, reminding him of everything he should have done and should have been. It was ripping on him like a mother on her rebellious child, trying to scream him into submission.

"It's not a lie if you didn't say you didn't already know…" He tried to assure himself.

His mind, however, had other ideas. "It's just the same as lying, just a little prettied up. Don't go trying to fool yourself. You'll never be good enough to do anything. It's no wonder your parents never spend time with you and your sister hasn't seen you since you were three- you are worthless!"

"Shut up." He said aloud, not really considering how crazy he might sound for arguing with his consciousness.

A raspy voice commented, "You're talking to yourself now, Chevy? Sounds like you went off the deep end."

"Gaius is right, Chev," Kallist said, "Maybe you're not insubordinate. Maybe you're just crazy, and that's why you helped the knights yesterday."

Immediately, Chevy came to defend his actions. "I'm getting cozy with them to help Vilius find their true weak point. They're weak right now, they're overconfident, and now is when it is best to strike!"

"Being a good little pawn?" Gaius asked, then grabbed Chevy by the collar, being a good few inches taller than him.

Kallist chided, "Alright, mister Monroe. Let's not play games. We're on Vilius's side. Where do you stand, with Vilius or the Knights?"

"I…"

Chevy shivered slightly, then closed his eyes, knowing he had to either submit or get pummeled by these two, and they were more than just into roughing people up. If he did this, they'd make sure to make it so bad that his family would have to keep him off solid food for the rest of his life. He thought about how betrayed the knights would be, but he already had sworn his allegiance to Vilius… It would take something so awful and dishonorable that he would want to bleed from his eyes to forget to make him back down from his promise to the Quartonian warlord.

"I'm on Vilius's side. I'm going to report the Tenkai Knights' arrogance to him, and he'll strike them down with a swift fight." Chevy began, his tone submissive, "Gaius and I would follow him to the ends of the two worlds. But Kallist," Chevy continued in a dangerously edgy tone, "Would you? Or would you just like to watch the enemies burn so you can be entertained…?"

Kallist chuckled, "Very well, I understand why you would challenge me despite the fact that it's a bad idea. I'll let you off the hook this time…"

"But?"

"But if you ever challenge me again, I'll tear you apart on Quarton, slowly and painfully, making sure I remove your armor slowly and shred your circuitry to itty bitty pieces in front of everyone so they know to never challenge me again…" Kallist had leaned in, breathing the words in the blond's ear.

Chevy growled, "You're not as pretty a picture as everyone thinks you are…"

"Oh, Chev, you're so cute sometimes. Like a little pet dog!" He laughed in the blond's face, "Alright, Gaius. Let him go."

Gaius more or less threw him rather than let him go, sending Chevy sprawling on the pavement with a cry of pain. He wiped a scratch on his face with his sleeve, trying to bring himself to ask himself a single question: "why do I put up with this?" After a moment, he frowned at the ground and tried to ignore the silver haired male walking by him. He suddenly grabbed Chevy by the hair himself, not making Gaius do the work.

"Oh, that jacket was your dad's, right? When he actually loved you?" He asked.

Chevy didn't answer, and Kallist slammed his head against the wall. Chevy then answered, "… Y-yes!"

"I'll be taking that, then." He grabbed the jacket and yanked on it.

Chevy suddenly caught the sleeves, not wanting to lose his most important possession, the one thing that made him feel like his parents knew he actually existed at some point other than when they were angry. Kallist glared at him, and they started tugging, both sides wanting the leather jacket. When Gaius placed a hand on Chevy's shoulder and yanked him back to the ground, he lost his hold on it. Kallist looked at the dark leather, threw it over his shoulder. He left, but Gaius stayed and raised his to his feet despite having helped Kallist take his jacket. He frowned at Gaius, wondering what he was going to do.

"Mess with my brother, you mess with me. Don't think you can get away from us, you fool. You'll only cause yourself more pain that way." He whispered, but he looked almost sorry.

After that, he left to go with his older brother, black streaks in his hair a bit more than usual. Maybe his hair was turning black after all this time… Chevy shook it off, getting up slowly and staring after Kallist with hurt in his dark green eyes, knowing that no other jacket held the few happy memories of his family life. His eyes flashed angrily as he stared at the lack of facts as they turned the corner, then he reached into his pocket. At least he still had his core brick. Maybe he could get his jacket back some other time, he had to alert Vilius to the knights' arrogance. He shut his eyes for a moment, then began running to get to Vilius.

"Ohhhhh myyyyyy gosssssssh… Can any of you comprehend the words shut up?!" Brittany snapped at them.

Chooki rolled his eyes, "Don't be jealous just because you didn't robofuse. You'll get the chance sometime."

"You're blind as all get out." She spat, tossing her head as the group walked across the bridge.

The group paused, seeing two silver haired males standing by the edge of the bridge holding a very familiar leather jacket. Brittany realized who it probably belonged to, since leather wasn't a popular item in Benham City, and decided that it was time to intervene. She and Guren apparently had the same idea, since he was just a step behind her despite the fact that she was the closest. They approached the duo just as the shorter one threw the leather jacket off the bridge, trying to put it into the water below. Luckily, it caught on a small support beam, but it would be risky to try to get it.

"Hey, you can't do that!" Guren yelled.

The short boy with pure silver hair said, "We're just getting rid of some stuff. We found it on a bench."

"Sure, but I bet the owner would like it back." He persisted.

Brittany pulled out a bottle of candy spray and sprayed it into the short male's eyes, angry and unable to keep her reasonability. She was too shy to speak, but never too shy to use candy as a weapon, apparently. The boy freaked out, and before his brother could react, she did the same to him. Both of them grabbed at their eyes, and she got down onto the support beam. She crawled slowly forward, worried about how secure it was and how much weight it could take. Her fingers wrapped around the tough leather, and she slowly brought it into her arms, then crawled back to the others. The taller boy with black and silver hair seemed irritated, reached out to smack the girl, but suddenly Chooki swiped his feet out from under him.

"I may not like Chevy, but he's still on the soccer team I play for. I gotta watch out for him." Chooki explained when the others looked at him in surprise.

Brittany grinned, "That's cool too, Choo Choo train."

"It's not going to matter. You should never help somebody who plays for both teams." The shorter boy commented.

Guren immediately looked angry and suspicious, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just that when it comes to Chevy, if you don't ask, he won't tell." He shrugged, "Fair warning, you know."

As the duo stumbled away, complaining about vision loss and such, Ceylan said, "Hate to say it, but they got a point. Why'd Chevy ever help us in the first place?"

"… He's not against us," Brittany muttered, starting to walk away, "He couldn't be…"

The guys all frowned to themselves, then looked at each other with boastful eyes. Chooki went off about how he could've taken the silver haired boys down all by himself in one easy move. She gritted her teeth, thinking about how they never learned their lessons, and stormed away to find Chevy. Just as she went to do that, she realized her core brick was glowing dark. Looks like they would never get to reach the shop before getting called to Quarton after all, thanks to those boys. Brittany whipped around, jogging towards the guys, who waited for her to catch up before they all took off as fast as they possibly could. Once they got there, all Mr. White got was a series of "hey Mr. White" and one "evening, doll", and then they had vanished into the portal room. The elderly man stared after them with disappointment in his eyes. They believed they were stronger than anyone in the world…

Brillius had never felt so annoyed that she wanted to smack every single knight at the same time, but today, she was ready to slap the entire team of four in front of her. They had spent less than three seconds on Quarton and were already boasting to the skies, so her fist was curled tightly around her katana as they sat down on the floor after complaining. Beag looked completely befuddled by their actions now, so, as the supposed "wisest knight", she decided to fill him in on the issues. Of course, she knew she never could fall victim to pride like they did. Wrath and gluttony, definitely. Avarice, for sure. Envy and sloth, maybe. However, vanity and pride were never on the list of her faults.

"Ah… What are they doing, commander?" One of the Corekai asked.

Brillius snorted, "I'll tell you what they're doing. Being lazy and vainglorious."

"Brillius, you speak lowly of your fellow knights?" Beag sounded surprised.

She hesitated, then answered, "… I guess I am. They're going to get their bots handed to them today, and I can't do anything to stop that, but I have to keep them from sinking the ship entirely."

"Is that so…?" Beag said, miffed by her lack of faith in her team.

Valorn's voice was carried as he spoke, "I'm bored out of my mind, and nobody better say 'you didn't have to go very far'."

"Because you didn't?" She said, sarcastic.

Valorn threw his shield at her, "I just said not to say it!"

She rolled her eyes, not that anyone could see them, and walked up to the knights. She hit each of them with the flat end of the katana like a teacher with a ruler, and each of them yelped and protested at her actions. She couldn't get them to stop sinking the ship, she just could'nt since they wouldn't listen, but at the very least she could make an attempt at bugging them into a state where they wouldn't be able to be totally wrecked by whatever Vilius threw at them.

"What was that for?" Valorn demanded.

Brillius folded her arms, "That was for being stuck up and rude all day long, not to mention the fact that you're whining like a bunch of sissies right now. Now get up and train or something, because the devil makes work for idle hands!"

"What does that even mean?" The others chorused.

She sighed and ignored them, then looked up when the speaker announced an attack by the Corrupted. Her mind went blank for a moment as she listened to the boys getting riled up, and she already knew she couldn't change their destinies now. It was much too late to change the designs of their fates. Hopefully she would have a good opponent to busy herself with so she could ignore them as they humiliated themselves in front of the whole Corekai army. That would be a blessing.

Of course, she didn't have an opponent. It was Brillius's job to watch them lose.

Crashing. Burning. Failure. That was all Stratus could see as he watched the Tenkai Knights fall from the skies, their Protojet form decimated by Vilius's robofusion. It made him quite frustrated to watch these four fail, but if the Knights survived this, they would be all the stronger for it. Still, when you are trying to get on your boss's good side, you intend to destroy his enemies yourself, and that was what Stratus wanted. He wanted a sense of security and belonging, but was that even remotely what he was getting? He looked around quietly, thinking to himself that this wasn't how he wanted to be protected, but it was necessary. He always claimed that his measures were necessary, even if they aren't.

"Might as well keep Brillius from interfering…" He mumbled, watching the black and white knight try to rush to her team's aid to get them out of the path of harm.

He leaped between her and the team, knowing that sacrifice from the Corekai was what was necessary to change the knights. He dug his feet into the dirt like he was ready to die to win this battle, though it was just a facade. He pulled out his weapons, two longswords. He felt vulnerable, lacking a shield in his arsenal, but he would not lose this battle, so there would be no point in keeping one. She summoned her own weapon and shield.

"Move it, jerk!" Brillius shouted.

Stratus shook his head, "No, I can't."

"I'll make you sorry!"

She lunged at him, swinging as quickly as possible, but he parried it just as swiftly as her attempt. He heard a loud roar of anger coming from her, and he knew he was in for a fight. Brillius kept striking at him like a fierce snake would. He parried her attacks and tried to make his own, but she was capable of blocking him. She wanted nothing more than to go to her allies and save them, but Stratus couldn't allow her to defeat him. Too much was riding on his victory in this. All of a sudden, she backed out of their fight, and they both lowered their weapons as they watched the Corekai wall get decimated. She dropped her sword.

Bravenwolf called out, "Beag, get out of there!"

"Please, run! It's our mistake, not yours!" Brillius pleaded.

Stratus knew he couldn't strike an enemy who wasn't in the fight, so he threw her katana at her, and the girl caught it, only to see that he wanted to continue the fight. Before Brillius could block him, Stratus swiped her legs out from under her, and brought the blade to her throat. However, before he could finish her, Vilius called for retreat. He hesitated, but the other knights were coming to her aid, so he let her up and sprinted to catch up to Vilius.

"Get back here you cheat!" Brillius screamed.

He looked back, and called, "Not a cheat- a soldier."

The team silently came up the stairs, closing their eyes slowly. Finally, Brittany spoke to the others.

"We failed…"