Amelia jumped back in fear. Quattro was seriously miffed there was a Barian in the house. Now the pink-haired girl felt like a complete moron, having forgot her friend was a Barian.

"I said, what is that thing doing in the house?! Amelia, Trey! Get away from it!" Quattro grabbed Trey by his good arm and yanked him backwards. Amelia watched in horror as her older brother grabbed a sword from the wall and swung it around a few times. She gasped when he raised it up.

"I've had enough of you Barians." The sword came crashing down. Amelia let out a shriek as she caught the blade in mid-air, causing Quattro to gasp. The pink-haired girl growled and bit her lip.

"Now Quattro," Amelia began, "I love you very much, and it makes me happy that you want to protect me and the rest of the family. But a sword? Were you even going to let me explain for one second?"

Now Quattro looked embarrassed. Trey was wide-eyed in fear. His sister was something else. Durbe also had a look of fear. He knew Amelia was strong, but he never knew she'd gotten that strong since she fled Barian World. He was just glad they'd avoided a serious sword fight.

Amelia took her hands from the sword. They were drenched in blood. The pink-haired girl looked down at them and sighed. "That's just great. I'm gonna go bandage these." As Amelia walked away towards the bathroom, Quinton and Vetrix rounded the corner. They, too, had freaked-out expressions.

"You have to be kidding me," Quinton growled, turning around and walking away. Vetrix sighed. He didn't want to get involved. Quattro turned and looked at Trey. The pink-haired boy shook his head rapidly to try and forget what had just happened.

It stayed silent the rest of the time Amelia was gone. Durbe wasn't speaking a word without Amelia being there, for fear he'd be attacked. When Amelia came back, she had bandages that went to her wrists.

"Where'd everyone else go?"

"Living room."

"Okay." Amelia walked away, Durbe following right behind. He could tell she still felt a little uneasy being around him. But that was to be expected.

The other Arclights were on different couches and sofas and things. Trey was laying on top of Quattro. Not surprising, Amelia thought. She turned and looked at Quinton and Vetrix. They were on the other, smaller couch. Amelia sat down on the floor.

"So, can I explain now, or are you guys going to break out the swords again?" Amelia asked, staring directly at Quattro. The middle brother let out a groan and folded his arms behind his head. That was all Amelia needed as an answer before she nodded.

"Okay then. Now listen. Vector is going to be coming back with an army of Barians. We need to be prepared."

Silence swayed over the area. Trey began to tremble slightly. Everyone else just stared at the pink-haired girl with wide eyes of fear.

"So...another fight is gonna happen?" Trey asked. Amelia nodded, causing him to make a strange whimpering noise and start to shudder again.

Quattro held his younger brother close and scowled. "I'm tired of the Barians. You're lucky I didn't kill him on the spot."

Durbe flinched. Amelia gave him a calm look and stood, shaking herself off. "This means we have to be ready you guys. I say we go get some weapons and things."

"And where do you suppose we get those?" Vetrix asked, a surprised look on his face. Amelia chuckled.

"We have swords all over the walls. Where else would we get them?" Everyone watched as the pink-haired girl walked away. Quattro took the opportunity to shoot Durbe a death glare. When Amelia came back, she had her shotgun in one had and swords in the other. Durbe went wide-eyed upon seeing the shotgun.

"Hey Amelia, isn't that the same shotgun that Vector gave you? When you were younger?" Durbe asked. Amelia nodded and lay the swords on the ground, then raised her shotgun and smirked.

"It is. It's also the one I shot at him with."

Now the Arclights had stunned faces. Amelia had had her shotgun that long? Crazy. The pink-haired girl sighed and decided it was time for an explanation.

"I can tell you guys wanna know. So I'll tell you. When I was ten, I woke up to gunshots outside and was curious of what was going on. So I went to see. It turned out Vector and Mizael were shooting guns off. When they offered to teach me, I couldn't resist and took it with glee. With the help of them and Durbe, I gradually got better. And then Vector have me his shotgun. I've had it ever since." Amelia watched as her family's expressions went from startled to frightened. She shrugged and turned to Durbe. He had blush on his cheeks.

"Okay well, I guess we're ready right now. I'm gonna go make dinner." Amelia lay her shotgun down and proceeded to the kitchen.

Quinton got up and followed. "Let me help," he said, where he received a nod from Amelia.

The rest just walked upstairs to leave them in quiet.

Quinton grabbed one of the knives and began to cut one of the onions for the pot roast they were making. Amelia started to peel the potatoes. She wasn't sure what, but she could feel another presence besides her older brother in the room. It wasn't Durbe, and it wasn't another Arclight.

So what was it?

It couldn't have been anything major. Amelia shook it off and continued her work. Quinton had frozen for a moment. His sister was not able to see what was going on in his mind. The other presence had entered it, and it was taking him over.

Suddenly, a thud was heard from were Quinton stood. Amelia first thought it was just him dropping the knife, but she was glad she looked back when she did. Quinton had fainted!

"Quinton!" Amelia set her stuff down quickly and knelt to her older brother's side. She lifted him, examined him, and when his blue eyes opened, she was glad he was okay. She sighed in relief, but soon regretted it.

The oldest Arclight bounced up with the knife. He pinned Amelia to the wall, just out of the blue like that, and raised the knife. Amelia was wide-eyed in fear.

"W-What are you doing, Quinton?"

"Nothing major. Just taking you out."

"That's not minor!"

Quinton got in Amelia's face. She gasped and stared.

"We are going to take you down."

This got Amelia's attention. She cocked her head to the left and questioned, "We?"