With a few Cyclops pushing him back, Kisha watched as Arthur flew straight towards the open Repository, more smaller ghosts distracting his two friends on his left and right.

"Guys!" He tried to yell when a ghost dashed at him and he had to pause to chomp it down, "Stop Arthur!" He pointed to the fire ghost, fear in his eyes as the two other teens could only turn to look.

Thomas tried to aim his Plasma-sucking Cannon for him, but a new swarm of ghosts flew in front of him, blocking his view.

Needless to say, the repositioning of the Repository hadn't gone well and a ghost attack had left it open in the middle of a thick green maze. Their leader must've seen it and sent everyone else as a cover for him to get his body back, and now he was uncomfortably close.

Kisha gobbled down another berry, skin getting covered with a thin icy blue layer and an icicle helmet forming on his head and began dashing through the swarm of ghosts towards Arthur. His main concern right now was to get to the container of the bodies and close it before anyone, especially their merciless leader, could reach it.

Slime was thrown at him and his lack of concentration for the other ghosts caused him to slip and tumble onto the ground. An eruption of laughter made him sit up and swing his extended tongue around to lasso the slimy bullies. He slurped the captured ones right up, burping out their dazed eyes and watched as they floated away.

"Kisha!" Mattie shouted, pointing over at the Repository.

The blue-glazed teen glanced over at what she was gesturing to and his heart dropped faster than it had ever before.

A lanky figure slowly staggered out of the glowing cylinder, hand placed on his forehead. He reached out and supported himself on the object, taking a moment to properly ground himself, then his silken gloved hand dropped and his piercing red eyes shot Kisha a look. His lips shakily pulled into a grin and he let out a loud cackle. He had done it. He had finally done it!

The other ghosts turned to look at the source of the laughter and their eyes widened to see their lord back into his body.

"I've won… This is it you frivolous yellow-bellied orb, I've finally won!" He screeched, "Minions! Come join your nefarious leader!"

Still not believing this moment was happening, the ghosts began dashing towards the Repository. The three high-school kids did their best to pull them back, but it was no use. There were just too many of them.

"Do something!" Thomas's voice, laced with fear, echoed through the air.

"I- I don't know what to do!" He was, quite literally, frozen to his spot, watching as the mob all got closer to getting their bodies back.

"Not so fast, you loony coot." A yellow object slammed down onto the lid of the Repository, forcing it closed and blocking the way in.

Arthur squealed and tried leaping away at the sudden noise, but lost his footing due to being unaccustomed to having legs again.

Emily laughed a little, sitting on top of the Pacana,

"Spooked ya, didn't I? Come on Kisha, m'boy! Chow down on these bumbling spectres!" He called out, snapping the young boy from out of his trance.

The three got to work getting rid of all the ghosts, pretty soon clearing the area. Some of them had even slammed into the Repository, not knowing it was ghost-proof. The disappointed eyes floated off, thinking they were so close yet so far to getting their bodies back.

"Are you okay lad?" The scientist asked Kisha quietly as he approached.

"Yeah… I don't know what came over me…" He admittedly muttered.

"I'm always here if you need to talk, m'boy…" He gave a supporting smile, to which Kisha returned a weak one.

"Uh, guys? Where did Arthur go?" Thomas bit his lip, looking around the bushy maze they were in for any sign of him to no avail.

"Well he couldn't have gone very far. The dazed man's got about as much balance as a new born baby." Sir C shrugged, "I suppose it takes some time to get used to gravity again and having to walk and all…" He mumbled, using the Pacana to pick up the glowing Repository and place it on the empty seat behind him.

"Then let's see where he is." Kisha leapt into the air, the powers from his ice berry still in effect, and glanced around. Hovering in spot, he managed to glimpse a red and black figure on the ground, no doubt trying to get back up again to no avail.

"This way guys! Come on!" The teen landed on the ground and began dashing towards him, knowing he was easier to follow on the ground. He went along the path he had planned in his head and listened to the footsteps and thuds of the machine Sir C was riding on behind him. His berry ran out and as he returned to his normal yellow hue, he could feel his heart racing faster and faster.

They quickly turned another corner and were met by the pale crawling figure.

"There you are." Kisha hissed, eyes narrowing.

Arthur sat up and glared back at him,

"Back off yellow orb, you can't eat me anymore, I'm not afraid of you."

"Lets see what you think when we put your body back in the Repository." He looked over his shoulder at Emily, who chuckled awkwardly.

"Well you see… About that… The lid seems to be the tiniest bit broken."

"… How broken?"

"I think I'd need to work on it to get it open… But don't worry, shouldn't take too long, just need some of my tools from my lab. Besides I just think maybe it'd be a better idea if we took it and Arthur here somewhere more secure so the other ghosts won't reclaim their bodies…" He looked away.

Kisha's fist clenched and the resurrected man's laughter filled the air. He grinned, baring his sharp teeth,

"Seeing you mad is a real treat. My army is watching and the moment you open that up, they'll bust in. See, you have no choice but to open it with me around. And when you do, boom! It's lights-out for Kisha-world."

"I won't let Kisha-world down." Kisha seethed, "I'll make sure you're sent back down into the Netherworld where you belong." He stepped closer, raising a fist.

"Woah Kishaster, don't get too aggressive." Thomas held his hands out.

"But he-"

"I know, he's an idiot. But if you attack him, it doesn't make us any better. Plus, who knows what he'd do?" He brushed some hair out of his eyes, wondering why his friend was so agitated. He completely understood the frustration, but never the violence.

"... Fine." Kisha stared at the smirking man on the ground, "Lets head back. Sir C, you got a rope and something to blindfold him with?"

"Sure do!" He chuckled, rummaging in the cluttered mess upon his machine. Sometimes, being overly prepared - and albeit very disorganised and just leaving things in piles - came in handy. Sir C pulled out just those things and tossed them down to him.

As Kisha tied him up, they all knew leaving him alone as they returned was not an option, since he would know any secret spots they had would be instantly engraved into his memory. They needed to be careful around him.

Chuckling, Arthur's world slipped into black as Kisha tied a cloth over his eyes. He would definitely use this to his advantage. While he didn't know where they were taking him, it was probably somewhere important, and once he was in, he would sabotage as much as possible. Perhaps destroy a few things, swipe the Repository…

He felt the rope tighten around him and wondered over the almost foreign feeling. It had been a very long time since the last he had felt sensation like this. Previously things had only felt tingly as they fazed through his body, provided they weren't ghost-proof. Then being lifted up onto what he assumed was the Pacana, he felt the jostle as it began walking forward, and took a deep breath in through his nose, feeling the fresh air with a different sense of smell. It was clearer and he could actually feel his chest rising and his lungs expanded, filling with clean air. It wasn't like he couldn't smell before, but it was toned down so he couldn't smell much unless it was atrocious, hence why he didn't react to the foul smells of the Netherworld.

Sir C glanced behind him at the pale man while they carefully navigated out of the maze with the use of maps. He was nervous to bring him to his brother, remembering as to how the oldest had reacted when he had his body removed before. They had all promised to never tell anyone how the president sobbed afterwards, horrified at the terror Arthur had expressed during the separation. Even if he was evil, it was hard seeing your younger brother screaming in agony, and he couldn't seem to take it.

He just hoped after seeing Arthur back in his body, poor Elearner wouldn't freak out.

"Not much for conversations, are we?" Arthur hummed, "Worried about what I'm going to do to your poor Kisha-world?"

Thomas, Mattie and Kisha all shared a look before Kisha hissed,

"You're not going to do anything . We're going to fix this."

"Me being dead is fixing the world? Tsk, tsk, I thought you were a better person, lemon head. Too bad when I'm done with you, you'll be exactly where your parents are."

He perked up a little at that before his brows furrowed,

"What- What do you mean?"

" Dead ."

He didn't get another word in edgewise before the teen suddenly shot up and before the others could stop him, launched his fist into the man's jaw.

Arthur flew off of the Pacana and everyone else exclaimed unexpectedly, shocked as to what just happened.

"Kisha!" Thomas's eyes widened, watching as Arthur eventually flew far enough so they couldn't hear his echoing screams, "You just let him escape bro!" He gestured to the part of the sky he had vanished in.

"But he was- he-" Kisha fumed, fists still clenched.

"Oh dear, this is a catastrophe…" Sir C mumbled to himself, loosely running a hand through his hair, "If we can't find him soon, he may just cause too much trouble to be reversible."

"I- I didn't- I didn't mean to…" He drooped a little, realising what he had just done. He had just let his worst enemy get free.

"No matter now, m'boy. I need to go get the Repository open as soon as possible. You kiddos go capture Arthur and try to fix any harm he's done."

They gave a nod before Cyli tossed her and Thomas's comKishat hoverboards onto the ground, watching as they expanded before they hopped onto them. Kisha gobbled a berry and they flew off in the direction Arthur went in, with Sir C continuing his trip towards his lab.

A glimmer in the sky made several people in the city glance up. They squinted, trying to see what it was that was flying in the sky when they noticed it was on a beeline towards them. And they would've started screaming too, if it wasn't so small. The figure slammed into the hard concrete and people crowded around it, murmuring amongst each other.

"Are you alright?" One asked the man.

"Alright…?" Arthur wearily removed the torn rope and the blindfold, letting them slip onto the ground, "I'm perfect ." He glanced up, cueing the gasps and screams from the audience he had gathered.

"It's Commander Arthur!"

"He's back!"

"Somebody save us!"

Arthur smirked, glad they knew their history and carefully got to his feet. His knees were weak and it was still difficult to stand, but he managed to pull himself together because he didn't want to make a fool out of himself in front of these bumbling idiots.

Striding forward, he started to make his way towards the roundhouse. There was no way he was going to get in without attracting attention from the guards, but he didn't have much time until the yellow orb came after him and he had few options. He wanted to make the most of the possibly limited time he had reunited with his body and he knew he couldn't go to the Netherworld, since he would probably suffocate with these old pathetic lungs of his.

Faltering for a moment, he thought back to the Netherworld and his lips formed a thin grin from ear to ear. If he was able to find one of his slugcams, he could call upon an attack from his ghostly forces as a distraction while he snuck into the roundhouse.

His Kishae quickened as he dashed towards the park, knowing there were many slugs there because the Kisha hung out there often. People leapt away and screamed at the sight of him, cowering in fear. It was nice that they were giving him a path all the while quivering in fear, but the ear-piercing screams got old very quickly, especially with his new ears.

New, old, he didn't know what to call it anymore. His body hadn't aged, but he hadn't been in it for a while, getting close to 15 years, so it was new, yet old to him. The interactions were foreign and it was throwing him off.

It was funny how he knew the layout of the area, especially with the fact that he didn't live here and had been around for a little less than 2 years. He had to admit the world had changed a lot. It used to be so barren and clear, small houses dotted along to make up a cosy town with friendly people, and in less than 15 years it had undergone massive transformations and become an urban civilisation where millions of people had lived and had sour attitudes.

He didn't like his old life, he had felt trapped and convinced that the world despised him, at every twist and turn he was met with shaking fists and scolding faces. At the leader of them sat his brother, treated like an angel and absorbing so much light it left him in the dark. The cold, bickering dark taunted him, messing with his mind until eventually he couldn't take it anymore and he snapped, trying to show him how his actions caused everything. It was his fault. His older brother didn't care about him, heck, when he had been stripped of his corporeal body he didn't as much as bat an eyelid.

Fists tightening, he turned the corner, almost tripping over his shaking legs and entered the green park.

"You ghosts had better be here!" Cupping his mouth to make his shout louder, he glanced around and moved forward, "Buttler! Dr. Heinyhead!" Those two twin twits had to be there. Why they hadn't come back after him would have been a mystery to him if he didn't already have no hope for the ghosts.

A slug head popped out from on a tree and he brightened at the sight of it,

"There you are!" He stomped up to it, "Where have you been?!"

There was a pause from the small creature before a voice came from it,

" Lord Arthur! You're- You're in your body! We had assumed that you had been gobbled by ze ghost muncher unt were lost in the crowd of eyeballs! "

He narrowed his eyes, recognising the voice to be the mad scientist's,

"Listen up, doctor. I want every ghost in the Netherworld to swarm the roundhouse!"

" B-But zey haven't finished regenerating yet! "

"Regenerate them faster then, or I'll fry your heiny!" He hissed, voice seething.

A small pause as the slugcam blinked before he spoke up again but in a more cowardly tone,

" Yes Lord Arthur… " The slippery creature then crawled away and the lean man gave a satisfactory hum. This was it, he was going to spook his brother and get revenge. He didn't stand a ghost of a chance.

At the sound of commotion from where he had come from, he dove into the bushy foliage to hide, knowing the teens had caught up with him.

"Where next? There's barely anyone in the park to tell us where he went now." The girl spoke up.

"He can't be far, they saw him come this way. There must be someone around, come on!"

He stayed still and quiet until the sound of clicking footsteps got so greatly distanced, he couldn't hear it anymore, then crawled out, sneaking back the way he came from. Since they were going the opposite way, they wouldn't be able to catch up quick enough.

Dashing towards the roundhouse, he glanced up above to see a group of ghosts flying overhead in the same direction and gave a sharp whistle. The leader, the blue twin brother, glanced down and noticed him, flying towards him.

"There you are. I want you to attack the front to distract them. I'll go in around the back, so whatever you do, cover me." Waiting for a confirmation, he frowned when the blue spectre only stared at him in silence, "What?"

"Nothing, it has just been a while." He grinned, imagining finally having his own body. He floated off back towards the group and Arthur took another turn that would secretly lead him to the back of the roundhouse.

At the sight of the ghosts gaining to the building, guards sounded the alarm and began blasting at them. Arthur overheard these sounds with a grin and found an unguarded door, slipping in unnoticed. Many people didn't know it but he knew how to fight, weapon or no weapon, very well, so any guards that probably remained would have to try to take him down with a fight.

Walking up to a wall, he placed his hand on it, but remembered he couldn't faze through and frowned. He was hoping he could have cut through as a shortcut, but the long way it was.

He rushed around the corner and noticed there were no guards, particularly anywhere in the area. Smirking, he realised his plan was working and they were all busy with the ghost attack out front to realise he had broken in.

President Spheros sat at his desk, nervously musing to himself as he heard shots fired outside. He debated whether to hide under his desk or not, but settled upon remaining where he was in case anyone walked in and laughed at him. He was terrified of the ghosts, but he was supposed to act brave, especially as Kisha-World's leader. No one wanted a fearful leader and if he continued to pretend to be strong and stand up to them, the citizens would hopefully elect him again next year.

The automatic doors opened to the president's room and an instantly recognisable laugh filled the room, making him up to his feet,

"B-Arthur!" His eyes widened and his heart almost stopped, "How did you- How- You're-" The words couldn't seem to fit in his mouth, they all tumbled out with his knotted tongue tossing them away.

"Rightfully back in my body?" The youngest chuckled, speaking up for him since he couldn't seem to, "I'm surprised the old coot and the lemon head didn't tell you." He strode up to his desk, sitting down on the fine wood with a smile.

"W-What do you want?"

Arthur ran his silken gloved fingers over the desk and tenderly touched the nameplate labeled with the words 'President Spheros'. His family name, which he despised so dearly.

After a moment of silence, he blinked, glancing over at him from over his shoulder,

"You know what I want." He said simply with a monotone voice.

Elearner stumbled backwards over his chair and Arthur leaned forward,

"Give me the Repository." His voice was laced with hatred and anger.

"Never. You don't deserve it." The oldest shot, forcing a brave look upon his face.

" Give me," He paused, reaching forward to grab his bow and pulling him forward, "the Repository ."

" Make me ."

Arthur slid across the desk and threw a punch at his face, holding him in place with his bow. Elearner cringed in pain and tried to pull away but the taller's grip was too strong for him. He felt his nose get runny and something trickled down his face.

"Tell me where it is you idiot." Arthur hissed, glaring at him.

Elearner only bared a hearty laugh, looking at him with a soft gaze. He was in pain, both physically, but mostly emotionally. He couldn't believe his brother was here again, and showed no sign of remorse for hurting him.

The youngest swung again, this time the blood from Elearner's nose staining his white gloves. He looked down at his crimson knuckles and sighed,

"It didn't have to come to this."

Elearner sniffed, wiping the back of his white gloved hand on his nose, getting it stained as well,

"I could say the same thing." He could feel the taste at the back of his throat.

"All you had to do was care about me." This time Arthur let go and struck him, making him land on the ground. "Doesn't that make you feel awful? Knowing that you caused all of this? You caused the end of all these Kisha-Worlder's lives?"

"I- I didn't- I won't be the cause-" He felt tears sting his eyes as he tried crawling back, only to have his younger brother place a sharp heel on his chest to prevent him from doing just that.

"You made me do this. You turned your back to me to reach the sun while I was stuck in your shadow. But I have a knife, and I'm about to plunge it into your back. I'll gain the sunlight, I will, and you'll know what it's like to have it blocked from you, oh you shall know." He pressed his red boot down further, practically squeezing the tears out of him.

"That's not true! I- I always cared about you! You were my little brother, how was I supposed to hate you? I loved you! I still care about you now!"

" Liar ! You killed me!" He screamed, "I watched you! You didn't even care!"

"I didn't kill you! I chose to have you turned into a ghost because I couldn't bear with you being gone forever! Everyone else wanted you gone permanently! I kept a still face because I didn't want you to feel worse! I care !"

Arthur stared at him in silence before lowering his gaze.

"I tried to help you… I- I cried when you were gone…"

The door flew open and he was tackled to the ground by the yellow teen. He lay there limply, staring up at the ceiling while the sounds of commotion came in faint and distant.

President Spheros got up with the helping hand of both Thomas and Mattie and looked over at him.

"Are you alright Mr. President?"

"We should help you go get your nose checked out."

"Come with us, it'll be safer away from him."

He paused before walking over to his brother's sides, ignoring the yells of the two kids,

"I could give you another chance. You could stay here, with your body. We could be together."

Arthur paused, thinking of his response,

"... No… I can't do that. Everyone would hate me…" He looked away.

"Don't they already?"

"I- I don't know if that was supposed to be offensive or not, but… Yeah I guess they do."

"You don't have to live like this."

He silently continued to stare at the roof.

"I can't."

"... I understand." Elearner looked up at Kisha and gave a small nod.

A week passed by with silence from the ghosts. President Spheros sat quietly at his desk, working through a pile of paperwork by himself.

He glanced up when something moved in front of him and rapidly shot up as he realised it was his brother, coming in through the floor.

"Arthur! What do you want?" He frowned, staring at him.

Arthur floated up to him and placed a hot dog on a plate on his desk silently. He floated idly in front of him and pursed his lips in thought,

"I've been thinking this week…" He simply began.

Elearner looked down at the hotdog and noticed a similar slimy one in his hand. There were no other ghosts by his side and he didn't come in yelling and laughing, so he cautiously sat down. He didn't drop his guard and didn't touch the hot dog in case there was something in it, but he decided not to call security for some reason.

"… I brought you a hot dog." He said after a moment, staring down at it.

"I uh… I noticed. Where did you get it? I know you don't have normal hotdogs down in the Netherworld."

"Stole it from a hotdog vendor." He shrugged, taking a bite from his own stinky one.

Elearner frowned,

"I'm not going to eat that."

"You really want me to give back a cold hot dog?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

A small pause arose before he carefully took it, taking a small bite.

"… How's your nose?" The youngest asked awkwardly after swallowing his bite.

He lifted a hand to gently touch the gauze on the bridge of his nose,

"I-It's alright now. It was broken before, but not too seriously…"

"Sorry…" He quietly whispered, which earned a surprised look on the eldest's face. Opening his mouth to say something, he quickly closed it after realising he didn't want to point out anything that might make him attack again or leave.

"So… Do your ghosts know you're here?"

Arthur chuckled a little, taking another bite of his slugdog,

"No… Does security know I snuck in?"

"I'm pretty sure you would've already become a floating pair of eyes if they had known." They both shared a small laugh, followed by a sigh.

"Does this mean you'll stop attacking us?" Elearner asked hopefully.

"Of course not, you simpleton." He smirked, "Just because I'm eating lunch somewhere else doesn't mean I don't want world domination."

"Oh. I would have hoped you didn't want revenge anymore."

"I don't." Arthur said, surprising his brother again, "This isn't revenge world domination, it's peaceful world domination." He spoke, matter-of-factly.

"What in the world is 'peaceful world domination'?" Elearner chuckled.

"Let me rule and you'll find out~" He teased with a sing-songy tone.

The two of them laughed together for a few good moments before smiling contently.

"So… Same time next week?"

"Yup."