The room was empty and the first reactions between Axl, Blues and I were completely different. Axl didn't seem to be shaken up, while Blues just looked more upset than he was before. I on the other hand was sure I was shaking. There was just too much. Everything was too much. It felt like surreal bizarre but fun nightmare until now. But, now it just scared me. I was dealing with more than just the Illuminati now, I felt like I was dealing with satan himself and it honestly bothered me. I could only imagine how Axl was feeling. But at this point, Blues and I were just as involved as he was. We knew too much.

How in the hell was all of this going to get solved. We were dealing with something bigger than all of us. I couldn't see the way out, and I was scared. So scared. Was I going to die because of this? Before I've even had the chance to live my life? It felt like everything was going away in a heart beat. Suddenly I heard Axl speak. Blues and I looked up.

"Man so that happened." Axl said with a grin scratching his head. Blues and I looked up at Axl with faces of disapproval. Axl sighed.

"I have an idea." Blues said suddenly. Axl and I looked at him.

"I really wanna hear something good right now." Axl says.

"Lets go buy some holy water and pour it over those heffers." Blues said with some sarcasm. It was almost funny but if we're really dealing with some demonic stuff, wouldn't holy water make sense?

"Lets do it." I said outloud.

"Seriously?" Axl asked. I nodded.

"And lets get some crosses, some salt and some printed out prayers." I said without much thought.

"I was only joking Rock." Blues said.

"I mean, now that I think about it...that doesn't sound that bad. Like they're over here chanting some devil shit, so why don't we go the opposite way and getjesused up?" Axl said. I shrugged.

"I think it might work, it's better then getting killed." I said. Blues thought for a second.

"I don't believe this, Rock you know we don't believe in religion in our house hold, we never touch on it. It's almost forbidden, we're a science family, so why now do you think this might work?" Blues said stubbornly.

"I just saw a guy disappear on some Chris Angel stuff Blues, that's proof enough that this stuff exists." I said plainly.

"Plus even before that, look at me. I'm alive. I died, and I know I did. I know that I saw that thing tell me that I only have 5 days left." Axl said. Blues turned away from us and looked away.

"This is some crazy shit..." Blues said in a low tone. I couldnt' blame him for feeling that way. I sort of felt sorry for involving him.

"I think it'll work out." Axl said. Blues and I looked at him.

"Why?" I asked. Axl shrugged.

"I've got this gut feeling, besides I left some wild berry poptarts in my apartment. I know I'll get to eat them." Axl said in a sure tone. I sighed.

"You better give me one when this is all over." I responded.

"Oh you know~! Maybe we'll share one, wrapped in my rainbow dash bed sheets." Axl said looking into the distance, putting his arm on my shoulder. My heart about stopped. I remembered that Blues was right there. I looked over at him, and he looked like he was observing the situation. I got eight times more embarrassed. Blues snickered. I was gonna get teased later, I could feel it.

"Wrapped in your rainbow dash sheets huh? Y'all better have clothes on under there." Blues said with snark but also some seriousness in there. It threw Axl off guard and he just kinda smirked and "Hahaha well..." and messed with his hair. It was too moe for me, I had to leave.

"I'm so done right now." I said giving up and walking out of the room. Before I did, I heard Axl's laughter. I made it into Blues' room and sat down. On the floor I saw a phone book, I looked in a few different, categories.

Things that I found that might be relevant to our situation :

An exorcist A so called ghost specialist.
A church minister.
A biblical philosopher.
Some old guy.
KOW entertainment.

I wrote down all the names and adresses. I called for Axl and Blues to come in the room, they came into the room with muffins in their mouth. I squinted my eyes as if asking for one, and blues threw me one. I nodded in approval. We all sat down on the bed and then I started to talk.

"Alright. I made this list of people we need to go see tomorrow. They might know something that can help us fight back against demonic power, or atleast teach us something about it, because as of right now, I'm sure none of us took religion seriously, like at all." I said outloud pouring my thoughts in the room. Blues grabbed my list and looked over it, he was nodding so I guess I got his approval. Axl spoke up.

"Blues and I realized, why we only had five days to figure all this out." Axl stated. I looked at him for the reason why, even I didn't have the slightest clue why.

"It's because I'm getting buried then. I guess once the burial ceremony happens, I won't be able to resurrect." Axl said. Axl being buried? To me that didn't make any sense, he was right here in front of us? So why would he be buried.

"Rock you're confused aren't you? Don't you remember? I'm using this plushie as some sort of medium." Axl said reminding me. It was only a few hours but so much happened that it didn't occur to me that Axl's real body was sitting somewhere in a morgue. Bloody, all tattered with every single cut he'd gotten in that coffee shop. I remembered that every morning the scars of his death would resurface on his face. Time really was running out.

"Axl and I were thinking about a way we could some how postpone it, if we needed to." Blues said. I thought for a second.

"Yeah..."

"The only thing that doesn't make any sense to me is, why did I even resurrect in the first place? This seems almost like a hopeless cause? How can three white guys stop the Illuminati anyways? I mean we've got cool hair, but that's all that's going for us. Well I am pretty cool, but I ain't no martial artist or nothing." Axl said looking at the ceiling. I sighed.

"Why you gotta bring race into this." I said with a slight laugh at the end.

"Pffffft. Snowflake." Axl said with a grin.

"Look at this fufu cracker over here." I said shooting the same look Axl was giving me back. Blues face palmed.

"shut-up. Both of y'all Looking like sour cream and shit." Blues said coming back at us.

"Blues' skin lookin like mayonnaise." Axl said whispering to me. I laughed entirely too loud at that. Blues looked salty and it only made us laugh more.

"I think I better just let this go." Blues said getting up and walking to the closet.

"Blues' skin over here lookin like milk" Axl said whispering to me agian. I cracked up.

"Blues' skin over here lookin like raw chicken" I added. Axl laughed.

"YOU MARSHMELLO MOTHER FUCKERS BETTER GET OFF ME." Blues exploded suddenly.

Axl and I both stumbled/ ran out the room as Blues threw random stuff at us. We were drunk on laughter the whole time, looking back it was really stupid. But swear to god, if anyone mentioned anyone of these objects, I'd die of laughter Axl ended up crawling back into the room for one final joke.

"Looking like a powered dounut." Axl said sticking his head back in. A pillow hit Axl's head and he flew back.

"LOOKING LIKE A POT OF RICE." I yelled from where I was. Blues came out of his room, and just stared at me for a second.

"Alright...alright...that's cool. You, PILLSBERRY DOUGHBOY POWDERY MOTHERFUCKERS LOOKING LIKE YOU JUST GOT BLEACHED BY THE MOTHERFUCKING CLORAX MAN, WITH YO WHITE WEEABO SELVES, YOU SALTINE CRACKER MOTHERFUCKERS OUT HERE, OUT HERE LOOKING LIKE BIRD SHIT. FUCK OUTTA HERE..." Blues took a second to sigh.

Axl and I just looked at each other, and then we looked at Blues and the next thing we knew we were on the floor with uncontrollable laughter. Blues whiped his eyes and got up off the floor. Then he spoke.

"Somebody somewhere is gonna get mad about this." Blues said scrunching his face. Axl yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" I asked looking at the clock. Axl just nodded.

"Where can I crash?" Axl asked Blues.

"The yellow door on the right." Blues said pointing at it.

"A room for visitors, but most of your so-called visitors just get comfortable in your bed." I said taking a moment to tease my older brother. Blues has no shame and just shrugged.

"Hey, you should try it sometimes Rock, it's nice." Blues said throwing my remark right back at me.

"Flip outta here." I said to Blues with a deadpan face. Blues laughed then he remembered something.

"Where are you gonna sleep Rock?" Ask Blues. I thought for sure I was just gonna sleep in the same room Axl and he was just gonna turn into a Plushie and it wouldn't be odd.

"Yellow door room where else?" I responded. Blues made a "Ah" face.

"You know Rock, what are you going to do when this whole thing is over?" Blues asked. I never thought about it.

"What do you mean...?" I asked Blues not quite sure what he really meant.

"Well think about it from the outside, you've met like one of your idols you have a crush on, you know most of his secrets now, you know about the Illuminati and their infamous plot to kill people is real. You know who a few members of the Illuminati are, you and Axl seem to be pretty tight, and I'm sure you guys got some kind of thing. So what are you gonna do about it? Is everything just going to go back to normal for you? Are you gonna end up dating a famous dude? Oratleast remain in contact with him or something? Are you gonna be a target for the Illuminati or something, Rock this doesn't just end if we manage to bring Axl back to life." Blues said finally explaining his full feelings on the matter.

"I didn't think about it." I said finally letting all that stuff sink in.

"I know you didn't. You never do." Blues sighed.

"I, didn't think about it. If anything I just want to live to see Axl get back on television. The rest of that, I'm not really concerned about. It was great I got to meet him, just off of this I could die happy." I said coming to terms with my answer. Blues just looked at me.

"You never were bold little brother." Blues said shaking his head.

"Hah, yeah. But hey, we can't all be. It'd be too much." I said putting my opinion out there. Blues just sighed, probably from my passiveness. I smiled.

"Whatever, go to sleep, we've gotta get up early. You're not going to school tomorrow though." Blues said plainly walking out of the livingroom into his own room. I nodded to myself and walked into the yellow room. Walking in there, I saw Axl just out cold sleep on the bed, he wasn't in his Plushie form. I sighed. Yep I'd have trouble getting to sleep. I pushed him over to the other side of the bed and made room for myself, but enough room so that we weren't touching. I didn't feeling Axl's warmth or hear any breathing, but I remembered that it was regular. I looked at Axl's face while he was sleeping, he still had the band aids that I applied this morning. It made me remember how much pain he was in the morning before.

It would happen again when he woke up. A ping of sadness hit me before I feel into a strange nightmare. The last thing I remember thinking is, I can't imagine the pain. My sleep didn't last long because I was awoken by yet another glass breaking sound. Axl and I both hopped from the bed.

I looked at Axl and Axl looked at me and sure enough there were new cuts all over him. I shivered at the sight of them. But that wasn't the most important thing right now. Axl and I got up and walked into the living room to see yet another broken window, Blues was gonna be pissed. I saw a bottle with a note. I picked it up and opened it.

The note said this :

"Hai~! 3 3 It's X~!

Rock~!

So you guys figured out everything huh? That sucks. Your big brother is really cute. Straight out of "The outsiders" a complete catch. He's even got the attitude I love it. I absolutely adore his voice as well. He tries to act so touch even in pain you know? I really admire him. I might just have to keep him, you know? Rock,I hope you don't mind, he's spending a few days with me. I might have to keep him forever, unless you know, you and Axl give up this whole thing your doing. We're pretty upset on my end. I mean what do you even hope to accomplish? Axl hasn't got a chance. Like real talk. We're not gonna kill you and you can have your cute brother back, if you just drop this I'm gonna save him act. Alright? Cool. Come to my house for further negotiations. Be there with in twelve hours, if you fail to show up, your big brother is gonna feel some feels. Ya dig? But don't worry, I wouldn't dare touch his cute face and hair."

-With love from X Cain.

Ps. Axl my balls are unhappy with you. You gonna catch it later.

"Fuck." I said crumbling the letter. I didn't even want to look at it.

"Kidnapped Blues though? For what? Wouldn't it be better if they just kidnapped you?" Axl said all of a sudden. For some reason, I felt like he was right. Blues had a way better shot of being okay then I did. Plus, Axl and Blues didn't have that much of a connection. They'd only just met yesterday, and this whole exposing the Illuminati thing, didn't start with me. It started with Axl. Somehow this didn't really worry me as much as it should've. I spoke in response.

"I don't get it either. But we've got twelve hours." I said. Axl nodded.

"How about we go get some holy water and crosses and learn some jesus stuff until then?" Axl said stretching. I nodded. I knew Blues would be okay. I just had this gut feeling. I was a bit paranoid though, what was honestly waiting for us at X's house? It could be anything.

"Don't look like that, we'll get Nii-chan back." Axl said with a thumbs up, but something about Axl seemed a bit off, it looked like he was less energetic and more tired, like, less alive. His wounds were still open as well. It looked terrible. I walked and grabbed a tissue and put it to Axl's face. He averted his eyes to me. Then he spoke again.

"Is it that bad?" Axl said emotionless. He looked like he was going to walk towards a nearby mirror to get a good look at it himself but I grabbed him by the hand and shook my head. Axl looked down. I don't know why I had been so quiet.

"It's fine. I need to see it. It won't hurt me." Axl said some kind of confidence he'd been hiding.

"Alright." I said letting him go. I walked into the another room and grabbed Blues' car keys and the list of addresses and phone numbers that I had made yesterday. I grabbed my cell phone and I figured at this point I didn't care that they hacked it or whatever the fuck else. I took a shower and changed my clothes to some of Blues' smaller ones that he always kept for me when I came over. Eventually Axl was all bandaged up and we left the house, getting in Blues' car.

We didn't exchange many words, once getting in the car. I was using the gps to figure where I was going. When we stopped at the first place it was a church I got out of the car. Axl followed. Suddenly I heard Axl laugh. I looked over at him. Then he pointed and I looked at place he was pointing...and someone had the holy ghost. I died from laugher. We hushed our muffled laughs and walked inside of the church. It was pretty empty besides the person outside flipping out from the holy ghost. Which was a little scary in retrospect from inside of the church.

There was a low organ going and there was color stained glass making the church seem more colorful from the light that was being shined inside. He was pretty cool. We walked down the corridor where the low organ was coming from. Eventually we saw a old dude, that was playing. He turned around as soon as we approached.

"Why are you here." He said firmly. It made me jump a little bit because as soon as he said something the music stopped. Axl still stayed composed.

"We want to know about satan's following, their weakness and what kind of spiritual power if any can we can use to defeat them." I said, the words felt rehearsed and almost unreal. Were these words seriously coming out from my mouth.

"The Illuminati? Yes. They've risen recently. They took the life of a childish young man I heard." He said with his eyes closed. How did he know.

"I'm childish though?" Axl said outloud. The oldman opened his eyes and looked directly at Axl.

"I knew you would come. I sensed your spirit. You've found unrest and you've been given another chance. Just for one reason. You must expose them." The oldman said. Axl and I were surprised by this and I was immediately glad I found this guy in the phone book.

"Why was I killed?" Axl demanded in a low voice. It seemed prudish to yell in a sacred place like this. I kept silence.

"You're one of the marked children. For sacrifice. If you are familiar with the initiation ceremony you must know what that means. If you're here then you must know." He said.

"If I was one of them, why aren't I dead? Who's sacrifice was I?" Axl said all of a suddenly. How he stayed calm I didn't know.

"Red. Your mentor, the man who adopted you. Why do you think that he adopted you anyways? He made it seem like you were dead without killing you. He knew you didn't have a name for yourself, he knew you were just some nameless kid in an orphanage. He knew no one would notice you even if you died. But at the same time he saw you as an opertune thing. He could make a new star and keep going with his legend. Red himself used to visit me alot. I know alot about you Axl. He protected you for a long time. But now, he's not here to anymore." The oldman said choking on the last part of the sentence, it was true sorrow.

"Why? What's happened to him?" Axl said finally breaking his calm facade he had on. The old man averted his eyes.

"They got him. Red has been killed. It hasn't been reported. His body has been hidden but his soul has left this world." The oldman said. Axl's expression turned into complete hurt. I saw tears come out of his eyes but he didn't make a sound. Not one. He looked down. He wiped his eyes.

"I suspected him...I feel awful. When was the last time I really spoke to him...if I could tell him how grateful I was for everything he did..." Axl managed to get out.

"He distanced himself from you to protect you." The old man said.

"I, this isn't just about me anymore. No it's not." Axl said as if clarifying it.

"No it isn't. It's for all the marked unfortunate children of the world." The old man said. Suddenly a question arises inside of me.

"Why are these certain children marked?" I asked. The oldman smiled at me.

"Ah yes, then there's you. Someone who got dragged into this. It was fate wasn't it. Let me answer your question. All of these children have amazing spiritual powers. Which lays hidden until they're 20. This is a threat for the Illuminati, these children could easily destroy satan's enhancements, in which they've all been given, with just a handshake or even sometimes a glance. They seek out and kill these kids long before they even get to that age for no to little resistence, that's why they've been able to survive for so long. Axl is a big threat because he'll be 20 in less than a year." The old man said clearing everything up. The words stuck and I remembered every part of it.

"So they killed me out of fear huh?...Why is only X and Zero going after us?" Axl asked. The old man pondered for a second.

"They assumed using the people closest to you, would trip you up and it'd be easier." The old man said.

"Well, I'm over that part. I don't care about the fact that it's Zero and X. I'll fuck them up. They can get murcked. I started off alone and I'll finish alone. My friends didn't make me and they won't break me. HAH. I didn't mean to rhyme but okay." Axl said with his confidence returning. I smiled at that.

"Good. I was worried about that. Now I know you're wondering what the two of you can do to retaliate right? Well I know you only have three days. Is there anything else I need to know before I tell you what to do?" The old man said. I thought for a second and then blues came to my mind.

"My older brother got kidnapped and we have..." I stopped to look at my watch. " We've got 11 hours to go get him." I said finishing. The old man nodded.

"Alright. I'll teach you briefly how to use spiritual weapons. It won't take much skill, anyone can do it. At the sight and touch of these, anyone using demonic power will fall weak to you. It'll make everything easier." The old man answered.

"WAIT! Before that, I want to know, if I'm one of the marked children why did they want me to be apart of them?" Axl said completely confused.

"If they could taint your power, you'd become the most powerful of them all." The oldman simply answered.

"I've got another question." I asked after he answered. He looked toward me and nodded.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I...why did Axl's spirit come inside of my plushie? Out of all the people why am I the one?" I asked. I felt like if I didn't ask him I'd never know. He thought for a second.

"The place where Axl died wasn't too far off from where you were. His spirit needed a medium to house his restless soul. Yours was the closest. For that I'm sorry, you've probably had to deal with alot. When none of this honestly concerns you." The oldman was about to continue when Axl cut him off.

"No. I don't think I could've gotten this far without Rock. He's the best. If I had been alone, I would've quit. I would've just decided to die and not care. But to him, I'm almost like a symbol of hope. This kid has no friends, he doesn't do much but stay in his house with pop culture and other weeabo things. He likes my show, he gets up really early just to watch it everyday, he carries around my plushie. To know that someone puts that much significance on what I do, it makes me want to keep living, to keep going, if only just for him. He's my motivation." Axl said as if I weren't standing right there. It was one of those moments where you just feel so flattered that you keep fidgeting while you try to pretend that you're not that excited.

The old man looked at us both and just smiled. Then he spoke.

"Young man...no friends really? With looks like that?" The old man said pointing to me. I got flustered. Too much flattery. Too much.

"Hah yeah I don't get it." Axl said with a laugh. I'm sure my face went red.

"All the nuns would adore you." The old man said. Well if anything can be said for me, at least nuns will adore me.

"Alright. Any other questions?" The old man said looking at both Axl and I. We both shook our head.

"Good. I'll show you some techniques, I'll warn you, physically these are easy. But spiritually. You've got to focus. Axl who is close to death as it is, and is already one of the marked children won't have any trouble. But, young man you've got to try hard. I'll teach you some easier things, my assistant will show you the ropes while I show Axl some of the more powerful things.

That was where Axl and I split up for a while. A young nun came and showed me to a strange room in the church that was decked to the core with talismans and crosses. The young nun didn't speak one word to me until we got there.

"You have to focus" She said all of a suddenly. I looked around and took a breath.

"What's your name?" I asked all of a sudden curiously. Come to think of it, we didn't ask the old man's name either.

"I don't have one. No one has one here." She said calmly. I was a bit confused but I didn't go further on it.

"What am I supposed to focus on." I ask.

"God's energy. God's pure essence. Let it inside of you, and let yourself become god matter, god's instrument." She said. I was a bit freaked out at that sentence. I'm not sure how I should feel.

"How do I do it?" I asked. She opened her eyes and looked at me. I looked into her eyes, they were beautiful and almost trance causing. I looked at her face, she was just gorgeous. What a waste she'd become a nun, I think to myself, but then as soon as I thought that thought, I felt like it wasn't helping me in my current situation to get a mini crush on this nun, especially because I was supposed to be so called connecting with god. What's my problem...gosh... Suddenly the nun spoke.

"You just don't have it." She said suddenly. I was confused.

"What don't I have?" I asked.

"Spiritual power, belief in god. Nothing." She said coldly.

"I wasn't raised like that...I'm sorry." I said truthfully. She nodded.

"You poor soul. Well I can at least teach you prayers and how to properly use holy water. Follow me." She said plainly. I followed her.

After that I learned learned what to say when you throw holy water on someone. So that was what I was gonna depend on mostly. She gave me a giant, huge, huge jug of it that had straps on it which signified that I was supposed to carry it on my back. It was sorta heavy but I got over it. There was a hose that connected into what looked like a nerf squirt water gun, I guess I was just going to be spraying heffers with holy water that's fine. It seemed easy enough. The prayers didn't stick too well and she decided I didn't believe enough for them to work. I didn't argue I suppose she was right.

When Axl and the old man was done, only about 5 hours had passed and Axl looked like his spirits came up from the last time I saw him. That was always good. He had this smile on that wouldn't go away. He walked up to me with a ridiculous grin. I raised an eyebrow.

"Rock, wanna see something cool?" Axl said. I nodded. I really did want to know what he learned in there. Axl stepped back from me a bit and walked outside I followed him into the parking lot and suddenly he was mumbling and then he yelled.

"JESUS BEAM~!" And a ray of light came out of his hands. I was dumb founded. I heard a sigh come from the old man from earlier, I looked at him and there was a look of disapproval.

"He's so childish." He said to me, then he continued turning to Axl. "Watch out for him." he walked away after that and I remembered that I never asked him his name.

"Wait! What's your name?" I asked before he went back inside of the church. The old man stopped and looked amused.

"I don't have a name, none of us have names here." He said. Then he closed the church door and I was under the impression that Axl and I were done here. I looked at the list in my pocket and crumbled it, we didn't need to know anything else from anyone else. This old guy answered everything. I looked out back in the parking lot and Axl was still playing with what he called his Jesus beam. I laughed a bit at the title he gave it.

I walked over to Blues' car and got into it started the car, as if threatening to leave Axl and he ran to the car and got in quickly. I laughed. Axl made a sort of pout face. He really was like a kid sometimes. I liked it. No one else could be like this in a situation like this. I put the giant jug of holy water in the back along with the attachments and turned on Blues' radio, Crystal Castles came on. It was "Good Times", my head started moving with it, and Axl and I switched seats from inside of the car, causing us to get tangled up really stupidly but eventually everyone got into their seat and buckled up. Axl started driving to X's house.

It took a few seconds but slowly we started both singing the words to "Good Times" outloud in an automatic jam session that just started natually.

"Good times keep rolling, got to escape now."

"Good times keep rolling, dance to escape now."

Finally the 2 minutes and 55 seconds stopped.

Knights came on. No one knows the words to Knights.

To be continued.


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