On that Sunny Day..

The 4 youths trembled as their dark doubts rekindled it's grasp on their hearts, making their previous attempt of calming and lifting eachother's spirits turn futile..

They looked at eachother with worried expressions. The trio at the same time, thought of the meeting the dark Saint requested. Clinging to hope.

Jhaun signaled the two and the three got outside the tent leaving Cera alone and curious. As they walked out they were met with a bright white sky.

Finsley looked at the bustling and busy awakened of a dark uniform, some with flashy diverging colors talking to some kids as they contrasted the rest.

'They're Masters..'

The boys glanced at the said masters and approached them with tense body language.

They arrived, their eyes meeting.

Seemingly irritated a master opened his mouth.

"Great.. more of these orphans, I'm saying that we can't say anything unless we're ordered to."

'I can't be the one breaking them the news..'

A little orphan said

"Stop the cap, you bloody bastard."

"Cap? I don't have one you bloody brat."

The other kids retailated all together and a loud and chaotic verbal battle fought by orphans and literal superhumans came about.

Fin with a bewildered and a hint of disappointment.

"What the spell.."

The tanned one laughed

The latter opened his mouth, stopping the chaotic bombardment of noise. Using his vocal weapon. Tooly sang his mouth procured captivating sounds, his low serene voice sang a tune by his historical icon of a crush. The first words reeling they're attention.

'Mehehehe be aware of my eye catching talent!'

"She's~.. Running, running, running~..."

Shin envious and disgusted by Jhaun's cunning attention seeking performance.

"No way bro did that Thiisney crap.. What the spell even is a RadioBrain, is it a corrupted nightmare? Come on man no way that worked too.."

'Dang, that is the talent of the gods.'

Finsley thought.

A moment later all the fighting and applausing calmed down, Jhaun asked taking the people's attention.

"Excuse me kind Masters, we we're said to have a meeting with the Saint, Transcendent Resh, Violet Rain. Hehe if you could kindly show us the way please."

"No need.."

A husky deep voice startled everyone in turn getting their unwanted attention. Violet Rain added in a domineering tone.

"You three. Follow me."

"Us?"

The masters misunderstood.

"No. Them"

Pointing at the kids, the previous grasp of anxiety emerged from three. Evident in their tone.

"Yes Saint Resh."

They followed him to his exclusive temporary office. It was an all black tent, helded by 4 pillars of steel. It was as big as a small house.

They approached the entrance cresting their sect's infamous logo. Upon coming in they were met with busy logistics personnel made apparent by buzzing light strips. A dark secluded room loomed on the farthest side of the tent.

Grasping his chest Shin asked to his other 2 halves in a worried tone.

"Guys what do you think's gonna happen?"

"I think... He's gonna recruit us for being cool boys!"

"Nah.. He's probably gonna give us news that are gonna break us. So prepare yourselves, Jhaun, Shin."

'I wish to stand incorrected. Dear dead gods.'

Coming in the saint's office having their mood worsened by Finsley's remark.

They sat down tensely on the available folding chairs.

The saint sat down on his desk facing them.

With a indifferent tune 3 crushing words came out his mouth.

"Three brutal casualties."

Shin guilty ridden tears overflowing from his fogged up glasses.

Jhaun staring at his hands ashamed by his cowardice.

Finsley gritting his teeth, stared at the two's downed heads drilling holes on their skull.

Furiously.

He was mad. Real mad.

Mad at the spell for making him experience this tragic situation, mad at Shin who greedily risked Fayes, Keith, and his Mother's life, mad at Jhaun's cowardice. Furious, he was mad at himself for merely being 'dead weight.'.

Jhaun was the first to calm down he embraced crying Tooly with the left and tried to do the same with the right. But suddenly he was met with a flying hand. His brown hand swatted away by Finsley's unexpected force. A low growl could be heard from the Silver boy, his disgusted face with sorrow undertones.

"Don't you dare touch me.. How could you both. I was keeping this fury locked hoping that everything would go well.. But armed with this truth, beware of the consequences."

"I'm sorry okay. I-I couldn't help it I was scared okay?! And Shin, he was just thinking about us and our conquest to success together. Like cut him some slack. Dont act like your above us just becuase you're a self righteous inbred."

"How could you even say that when the one your comforting is filled with guilt as shame embraces him from the back, and wraith in the back of his mind. He literally can't do anything but fucking cry in this situation."

He added in a maniacal silence.

"Wait?"

He chucked

"Inbred!?"

He grabbed his chair and actioned to slam it on Jhauns head.

Resh with a calculated interference flawlessly grasped the tipped of the chair.

'How peculiar'

Saint reacted while seemingly grabbing air.

It was a faint.

"You're mine now"

He twisted and propelled the chair to hit the side of Jhaun's face. The chair approached the worried face. A feeling of the weapon connected to the coward's face. Appeared in his mind as he opened his eyes however..

The chair was met with the Saints dark arm.

'This damned Saint, stop messing with me.'

He furthered studied the situation and stared at Jhaun's hand at the saints arm. Looking at the saints hand behind it a corner of a grind could be seen.

'He got me.'

"Wipe that fucking smile off your face."

Jhaun took it off as if it was never planned.

And it wasn't, something primal instinct took over his sense and made him smile involuntarily.

"I'm sorry, but you gotta calm down man. Atleast they sacrifice weren't in vain. "

Violet Rain opened his mouth, the kids expecting to get punished instead were weirded by the Saints low chuckle. Even shin was disturbed from his emote.

"Great! Fantastic even. You three are an interesting bunch"

'One with battle sense, one with adaptability and one with practicality.'

The two didn't saw it but Shin silently fidgeted and positioned himself to be in access of a block in case attacks would connect.

"Marvelous!"

"What?" both said in the same time.

The Saint presumed his common voice.

"Oh sorry. That was nothing. I will ignore your misconduct for now as you are dealing with the stages of grief. You three attend the meeting in the next hour. You're gonna need to hear my announcement."

Finsley quickly got out the office. And Jhaun awkwardly presumed comforting his friend...

Resh says his goodbyes and left them with water..