Chapter 8: Brigade Meeting

*A large whale spurted out water through its blowhole as it swam across a calm ocean, carrying Blake and Tara on its back.*

Blake: "Ewww-" *He hissed in disgust, as he brushed his hand through his amber coloured hair.* "My hair-"

Tara: "Shut your mouth." *She grunted in an annoyed-like manner, as she tied her stringy appearing hair into a ponytail.*

Blake: "Like, watch your tongue, aye. As the leader of The Black Brigade, I totally saved your ass."

Tara: *She chuckled in disrespect, keeping her back facing towards Blake.* "I didn't ask to be saved."

Blake: "If it weren't for my bitch, Amanda, we wouldn't even be meeting at our rendezvous on time."

Tara: "..." *She purposely remained silent and glanced at the slowly recovering cuts on her red whip.* (I failed once again to a Rostical User?)

Blake: "Noffing to say?"

Tara: *She held the whip and appeared slightly drained.* (It's okay. Take as much Neurons needed to heal yourself-)

Blake: "Silence, how professional-"

Tara: "I don't care what you have to say for yourself."

Blake: "You need to start showing me respect." *He hissed, glancing at Tara.*

Tara: "There will be a time when I'll take the seat of leader-"

Blake: "Pssh, I'm a good leader!"

Tara: "Then why are the heretics still roaming the lands? You fail so bad, even the Consultants have requested all the brigade members to unite."

Blake: "..."

Tara: "You're pathetic."

Blake: "OK, wateva."

Tara: "Don't okay whatever me! I don't even know how trash like you got to where you are now!"

Amanda: "Whhooohhh." *She suddenly moaned in a protective-like manner, causing Blake to shake his head.*

Blake: "Don't my sexy bitch-"

Tara: "I don't know how long we've been on this stinking Scoldrant for, but you're lucky I don't end you now, princess."

Blake: (Trash? Princess?) *He tilted his head and looked away, even though Tara wasn't looking at him.*

Tara: "We're not only a part of the warriors, but we're also one of the strongest guilds.. And we don't need girly guys like you in it!" *She shouted in anger, as if being number one was very important to her.*

Blake: "The strongest guild.."

Tara: "Yeah! We're about numbers, discipline, power! I'm sick of hearing your occasional whine and cry! Oh, let's hang out, let's do this, you're pathetic!"

Blake: "I'm not pathetic." *He hissed back, as if he was getting frustrated.*

Tara: "Keep our guild professional."

Blake: "Tssk-" *He frowned and hissed to himself, triggering a flashback.*

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Trevour: *He faced off the Scoldrants which formed a line in front of Blake.* "No matter what you throw at us, we will stand by each other!"

Blake: "Stand by each other? Like, oh em gee? A true fighter sticks by themselves! You are only good in numbers-"

Rachael: "What the hell is wrong with you?!" *She shouted and stood by Trevour's side, holding dagger-shaped rocks in each hand.* "Working as a team.. Friends, family, it's the little things that bond people together-"

Blake: "When you get as strong as us, you'll understand me when I like say, people just get in your way." *He nudged his head, causing the line of Scoldrants to charge towards the guild.*

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Blake: (I thought that was pathetic, but some times, it would be sexy to-)

Tara: "I don't see why people think you're strong.. You're just a pathetic replacement of the last Black Brigade leader."

Blake: "No, I'm not!"

Tara: "You don't understand the hatred I have for you! Stealing the leader's seat from me!"

Blake: "Wateva-"

Tara: "I will show how pathetic you are! I don't want a leader that struts around more feminine than me, someone who paints their nails, puts make-up on, you sicken me!"

Blake: (This bitch...) *He looked down and stared at his painted fingernails, triggering a flashback.*

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*Three young boys stood outside an orphanage and threw rocks towards a forest, as they giggled amongst each other.*

Boy A: *A chubby, short haired boy picked up another rock.* "He's getting away!"

Boy B: *A skinny boy with glasses stamped his foot.* "Let's get him!"

Boy C: *A small tanned boy eagerly shook his head.* "He won't get away!"

*All three boys suddenly ran into the forest and continued to throw and pick up rocks on their way.*

?????: *A small and skinny boy with amber coloured hair ran through the forest, trying to mask the sounds of his cries.* "L-Leave me alone!"

Boy B: "You're so stupid, fag!" *He pointed towards the sounds of the boy's voice, as it revealed which direction he was running towards.*

?????: "I-I'm not a fag! My name's Blake-"

Boy A: "Oorh!" *He blindly threw the stone towards the sounds of Blake's voice.* "We don't care what your name is!"

Blake: "I-" *The rock suddenly hit him in the back of the head, causing him to tumble forward.*

Boy C: *He jumped through the bushes and chuckled, slowly walking towards Blake.* "You hang out with the girls, why don't you hook up with them?"

Blake: *He crawled back along the ground, ignoring the bruises and cuts all over him.* "I-I'm only ten-"

Boy A: "Why don't you talk us guys up to the girls, huh?!" *He played with a rock in his hand, implying he was going to throw it.*

Blake: "J-Just, leave me alone." *He squealed in fright.*

Boy C: "Admit it, you're not normal!"

Blake: "I-I am normal!"

Boy A: "Not normal!"

Boy B: "Freak!"

Boy C: "Gay!"

Blake: "I-I am not!"

Boy A: "Shut up!" *He threw the rock at Blake and hit him on the head, causing blood to instantly gush out of a cut.*

Blake: (I was bullied and harassed at that orphanage for months.)

Blake: "Please, I haven't done anyfing wrong to you!"

Boy C: "Pwease, I haven't done anything wrong to you." *He squealed and spoke in a feminine-like manner.*

Boy A: "You can't even admit what you are."

Boy B: "You're pathetic."

Boy C: "You give boys a bad name!"

Blake: *He shivered and sat in the foetal position.* "Th-There's noffing wrong wif me!"

Boy A: "You aren't normal-"

?????: "Is there a problem here?" *A teenager in cheap torn clothes with medium length brown hair, stepped in front of Blake.*

Blake: *He stared at the boy's back in shock.* "Purge?"

Boy A: "Damn, it's the gay's brother-"

Purge: *He bent his knees and stood in a battle-ready pose, causing wind to blow around him.* "You like bullying people? How about you bully me instead?"

Boy C: *His hair rapidly blew back.* "W-Where's this wind coming from?"

Blake: (My older brother was actually a Rostical User, but while in the orphanage, it was kept secret-)

Purge: "Get out of here." *He shouted with an echoing voice, causing the three boys to suddenly run the other way and out of his sight.*

Blake: "Purge-" *He started to cry.*

Purge: *The wind around him died down.* "Blake, you need to stick up for yourself."

Blake: "I-..." *He shivered in fear and looked away, playing with the ripped strands of material on his clothes.* "Don't like fighting."

Purge: *He turned around and faced Blake.* "They keep picking on you because-"

Blake: "'Cause I'm different? Strange..? Boy boyish?" *He hissed with emotion, as if he's heard those words several times.*

Purge: "N-" *He paused and sighed, bending down to pick Blake up.* "There's nothing wrong with you."

Blake: "...-" *He let Purge lift him up.*

Purge: "Stand up on your own two feet."

Blake: "Why? So I can get knocked down again...?"

Purge: "It doesn't matter what the conversation is about, as long as you stand on your own two feet, there's nothing they can say to talk you down to the ground."

Blake: "That's silly-"

Purge: "Why is that silly? Sounds like you're helping them push you over."

Blake: "No I'm not!-"

Purge: "Then, stand on your feet." *He pointed at Blake's legs.* "Those are your two feet, you're in control of where you want to be.. If you want to be on the ground, then let them push you around, but if you don't-"

Blake: "Stand up for myself?" *He spoke while pouting.*

Purge: *He wiped the blood off Blake's face, hiding his sadness for him.* (Blake-)

Blake: *He smiled with sadness and started to walk forward, trying to hide his limp.* "Let's go! It's your turn to cook dinner."

Purge: *He smiled in a brotherly-like manner, staring at Blake's back.* "My turn? It's your turn!"

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Blake: (Purge... That orphanage.. No matter how long it's been, I can never forget those days-)

Tara: "So, when we get to this meeting-" *She smirked in determination.* "I'm telling the others how pathetic you are-"

Blake: "Bitch, please." *He slowly stood up, snapping out of his submissive-like state.*

Tara: "Harh?" *She looked up in confusion.*

Blake: "Who lit the fuse to your tampon, bitch? Stop with the defamation!"

Tara: (His attitude changed?)

Blake: "If I stand on my own two feet, there's nothing you can say to make me feel like dirt, aye."

Tara: "Fufufu, true." *She smirked and slowly stood up, facing Blake with evil intentions.*

Blake: "Then, what's with the unsexy smile then?"

Tara: "My words can't knock you to the dirt, but maybe-" *She formed a fist, making her intentions obvious to Blake.*

Blake: "You like, wanna fight me?"

Tara: "That obvious? I'll take that title away from you-" *She suddenly snapped her whip.* "By killing you!"

Blake: "Pfft, rito. You think you can just use the flaw in the system to become the leader?"

Tara: "Unlike you, I'll make The Black Brigade number one!"

Blake: *He rolled his eyes.* "You forgetting, you're like on my Scoldrant, aye. One snap of the finger and you're gone, dog."

Tara: "Fufufu.. You really are a girly dirty lamp."

Blake: "Dog-"

Tara: *She snapped her whip and chuckled.* "Out of all the members, you're the only one without an actual weapon."

Blake: "So what?"

Tara: "Blakey, blakey... My dear boy-" *She snapped the whip again and took a step forward.* "You want to refresh my memory what everyone's abilities are?"

Blake: "I don't need to be lectured by an inferior ranking warrior-"

Tara: "My baby can hold onto anything.. Zazark can Astral trace one Rostical used on him. Tyson can manipulate the objects around him. Synthoss has the royal blood and allows her to use Rostical at its strongest. Quintess can slip through solid objects and you.. Control a couple of animals.."

Blake: "You know I can summon, rite?"

Tara: "Fufufufu, even though I hated working under you, the best thing I learnt-" *She glared at Blake with widening eyes.* "You have trouble opening multiple contracts or Spacial Funnels at once-"

Blake: "So? Like, I could put my hand in the water and command the Scoldrants to attack-"

Tara: "Do it." *She spread her arms with a confident smirk.*

Blake: "I-..." (Shit-) *He gritted his teeth, as if he knew he couldn't.*

Tara: "We've been on your stupid animal for what feels like a week! You must be getting low on Neurons now."

Blake: *He looked down and observed Amanda's blubber, causing him to smile.* "So wat?"

Tara: "I should've done this from the start!" *She ran towards Blake and flicked her wrist, snapping the whip high into the air behind her.*

Blake: "Bring it-" *He jumped forward and slid towards Tara, bending his knees.*

Tara: "What are you doing?" *She spoke with a smile, as if she found Blake's movements pathetic.*

Blake: "Fufu-" *He suddenly spiralled on one foot, taking advantage of Amanda's slippery blubber.*

Tara: "On the floor where you belong-" *She looked down and readied to kick Blake in the face.*

Blake: *He swept Tara off her feet and spiralled back up, kicking her in the gut.* "Hiyah-"

Tara: *She flicked the whip, causing it to grab hold of the air.* "I'm superior!" *She swung off the whip and kicked Blake with both feet.*

Blake: "Arh-" *He slid on his back away from Tara.* "You dirty dog-"

Tara: *She landed on Amanda and spun around, flicking the whip around Blake's neck.* "Fufufu, got you."

Blake: (Shit-) *He started to buckle at the knees.* (She's draining-)

Tara: "Fufufufu! We're very hungry." *She licked her lips and chuckled to herself.* "Why wasn't I surprised? Your Neurons taste fruity, fufufu!"

Blake: (She was right. I'm really tired from keeping Amanda constantly materialised here-) *He grabbed the whip with one hand and bent his knees, suddenly flashstepping out of her sight.*

Tara: "Fufu, where are you going to go? You can't go anywhere far!-"

Blake: *He flashstepped directly behind Tara and grabbed her shoulder with his free hand.* (If I do this-) *He jumped up and kicked his feet, spiralling around Tara's head.* (Sexy-) *He thought to himself in accomplishment.*

Tara: "Get your filthy hand off of me!-" *She quickly elbowed Blake's hand off her shoulder, forcing him to awkwardly spiral onto his knees behind her.*

Blake: *He leant forward with his entire body, causing the whip to tighten.* "...-"

Tara: "Kah-?" *She suddenly leant back, as Blake lassoed the whip around her neck.*

Blake: (Now we're both tied-) *He kept one hand on the whip, ensuring it doesn't tighten further around his neck.*

Tara: (That dirty lamp-) *She grunted in realisation and lowered her hand, causing the whip to suddenly loosen.*

Blake: "Kerh-kergh-" *He coughed and quickly spun around, facing Tara's back.*

Tara: "Fufufu-" *She coughed and faced Blake, smiling in an impressed-like manner.* "You may be pathetic, but you gotta be smart to be the leader-"

Blake: *He flashstepped again and reappeared directly in front of Tara, listening to a faint buzzing sound.* "Hiyah-" *He punched towards Tara's face.*

Tara: *Her hair blew back due to the momentum of Blake's flashstep.* "Yah!" *She swayed to the side and elbowed Blake's fist to the side.*

Blake: "Bitch-" *He slapped Tara across the face, causing her to gasp in shock.*

Tara: *She leant back and swayed forward, punching towards Blake's face with the back of the whip's handle.* "Karh!-"

Blake: *He quickly raised his knee and blocked Tara's punch with his leg.* "Tssk-" *He quickly tapped his foot down and twirled around, slapping across Tara's face.*

Tara: *She suddenly cartwheeled with Blake's hand and avoided his slap, kneeling on all fours.* "Harh!" *She flicked her wrist up, slapping Blake across the face with her whip.* "Now, that's how you slap someone-"

Blake: *He felt a line-like welt which appeared on his cheek.* "Tssk-"

Tara: "I'm impressed you still have enough Neurons to flashstep-" *She stepped forward and disappeared, causing Blake to hiss in shock.*

Blake: (She has enough strength, too-?)

Tara: *She instantly appeared in mid-air and kicked Blake in the nose.* "Fufufu-" *She watched Blake stagger back, as she hung off the whip, allowing her to stay in air.*

Blake: *He covered his nose in a girl-like manner and looked up, glaring at Tara.* "How dare you-"

Tara: *She looked up and the whip suddenly became lax, slowly lowering her down.* "Hiyarh!" *She kicked her legs before landing and spiralled the whip around her.*

Blake: (Amy, Purge... You bitches helped me-) *He spread his arms, as if he was willing to take her attack.*

Tara: "I tasted your Neurons and how much you have left! You're running on empty!" *Her toe touched Amanda, causing her to laugh hysterically.* "This will be a critical hit!-"

*Tara suddenly lunged her upper body towards Blake and the whip slithered through the air at blinding speeds.*

Blake: *He quickly flashsided several feet and watched the whip slice past his face.* "Eww-"

Tara: "Harh?" *She looked confused and shocked, as a wave of water erupted into the whip's direction.* "You conserved your energy to the point of flashsiding out of my attack?"

Blake: "Fufufu..." *He chuckled and looked down to his feet, while violently grabbing the whip which swayed past him.*

Tara: *She shook her wrist and looked surprised.* "How? You have no Neurons left-"

Blake: "Hiyah!" *He used all his strength and pulled, causing Tara to stumble a few steps forward.* "That's it-"

Tara: *She watched Blake collapse to his knees, causing her to chuckle in hysterics.* "Fufufufu! Finally.."

*Tara continued to chuckle and strutted like a model towards Blake, as if she was impersonating his movements.*

Tara: "All these years, following a girl like you.." *She twisted her wrist and the whip suddenly flicked up into the air, as if it had a mind of its own.*

Blake: *He glanced at his hand and noticed a red mark from where the whip flicked itself into the air.* "Is that how a captain classed warrior, like, fights? Belittle them the entire fight?"

Tara: "Who cares?! I clearly used you so I wouldn't drown!" *She waved her hand under her and looked to the side, noticing a beach in the distance.*

Blake: "Fufufufu..."

Tara: "What's so funny?" *She stopped in her tracks and frowned in curiosity.*

Blake: "Fufufufu." *He hissed and shook his head, triggering another flashback.*

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*Purge and Blake sat around a wooden table, eating bland looking potato soup.*

Purge: "You can't stay inside all day, Blake."

Blake: "I'm fine-"

Purge: "If you stay inside all day, cowering in fear, then they won."

Blake: "I-I'm not cowering in fear!"

Purge: "..." *He looked unimpressed and nudged his hand towards Blake's hand, revealing he was shaking.*

Blake: "Well-... Wateva."

Purge: "It's midday. I need to go." *He stood up and brushed his hand through Blake's hair, before walking out.*

Blake: *He half stood off the chair, intensely staring at Purge.* "Why are you leaving so suddenly?"

Purge: "Trying to find out why the other orphans have been disappearing." *He waved at Blake before leaving.*

Blake: *He slowly sunk back into the seat, staring at the cold soup.* "I'm not scared-"

Boy: "Is the fag in there?"

Blake: *He gasped in shock and quickly stood up, causing the frail chair to fall onto the floor.* "No."

Blake: (Those dirty bitches waited until Purge left.)

Boy: "'Cmon, let's get inside!"

Blake: "No." *He gasped to himself and ran into the other bedroom, quickly closing the door.*

*Blake placed his back against the door and closed his eyes in fear, listening to multiple footsteps creak into the house.*

Blake: *He opened his eyes and watched old grey curtains blow in the wind.* (I don't know what I'm feeling-) *He suddenly ran across the room and jumped out of a frameless window, rolling onto the dirt.*

Blake: (Everything hurt back then.. Even hopping out of a window.)

Boy C: *He waited outside and suddenly noticed Blake.* "He's over here!" *He squealed to the others from the side of the house.*

Blake: "No!-"

Boy B: *He barged into Blake's room and purposely ran over his bed, leaving muddy footprints.* "You won't get away this time!" *He shouted, as he leant out of the frameless window.*

Boy A: *He suddenly ran out from another cottage-like house and started to throw rocks at Blake.* "Hahaha!"

Blake: "Why don't you leave me alone?!" *He squealed and ran in a girl-like manner into the forest.*

Boy C: "Let's not lose him this time!"

Blake: *He ran past several bushes and branches, cutting his face.* "Ewwie-" *He squealed and collapsed onto the ground, digging his nails into the soft dirt.*

Blake: (I'm not sure if it's my memory, but all this happened in an instant.)

?????: "Are you okay?" *A woman's gentle but caring voice came from behind a tree.*

Blake: "W-Who are you?"

?????: *She noticed Blake trembling, causing her to walk towards him, revealing her long bright red hair and royal-like dress.* "You're shaking-"

Blake: "W-We need to hide."

?????: "Why?"

Blake: "The bullies-" *He watched all three boys run out of the bushes, all holding rocks in their hands.* "No!-"

Boy A: "There it is."

Boy B: "Fag."

Boy C: "Let's hurt him-"

?????: "Why? What did he do to you?"

Boy A: "Stay out of this, twerp."

?????: "Twerp?" *Her eye suddenly twitched.* "My name isn't twerp, it's Amy!"

Blake: "St-Stop." *He sat in the foetal position and started to cry in his lap.*

Boy B: "Fag, hahaha!" *He threw the rock at Blake, hitting him on the head.*

Blake: "Yahr!-" *He squealed in pain.*

Amy: "Stop this now!"

Boy C: "Why, twerp?"

Boy B and C: "Twerp, twerp, twerp-"

Amy: *Her arms started to shake.* "Stop calling me twerp please-" *She spoke in a calm-like manner, ignoring her angry body gestures.*

Boy A: "Look at her hair, it's disgusting." *He giggled, pointing at Amy's bright red hair.*

Boy B: "Are they friends? They both have fire based hair."

Boy C: "Hahahaha."

Blake: (People wouldn't know how terrible little shits can be.)

Amy: "I said, get lost!" *She screamed at the top of her lungs, causing a flock of rabbit, bird-like Scoldrants to flap off a nearby tree.*

Boy A: "Sh-Shut up! The crazy adults will hear us-"

Amy: "Get lost!" *She screamed at the top of her lungs again, causing the boys to run away.*

Boy B: "We will be back!"

Boy C: "Having a girl stick up for you!-" *He spoke with a chuckle, as he ran out of the forest.* "Makes you even girlier!"

Blake: "...-" *He shivered with emotion, too afraid to look up.*

Amy: "They're gone now."

Blake: "Why?"

Amy: "Pardon me?" *She spoke in a posh-like manner and walked towards Blake, kneeling down beside him.*

Blake: "Why did you help me?" *His voice muffled through his legs.*

Amy: *She shrugged her shoulders, as if she didn't know what to say.* "I like your hair-"

Blake: "L-Leave me alone!" *He spoke, as if her compliment hurt him.*

Amy: "I-I'm serious. Look at mine?"

Blake: *He sniffed and looked to the side, noticing her hair.* "It's like-"

Amy: "Yours?"

Blake: "..." *He stared at Amy with a blank facial expression, as tears still ran down his face.*

Amy: "I'm sorry, what was your name again?"

Blake: "My name is Blake." *He sniffed again.* "And yours is twerp?"

Amy: *Her eye twitched, causing Blake to apologise with a saddened smile.* "No, it's Amy."

Blake: "Fank you for protecting me."

Amy: "I was bullied too."

Blake: "You were? When? I haven't seen you here before."

Amy: "I'm new here. But, because of my hair."

Blake: "I fink it looks great."

Amy: "Hehe, you talk funny." *She spoke with a smile, as if she didn't care.*

Blake: (Besides Purge. Amy was my first and real friend.)

Blake: "The way I talk?"

Amy: "It's fine!" *She stood up straight and reached down, as if she was offering to help Blake up.* "What's wrong? They're gone-"

Blake: "I-I'm scared." *He spoke on his breath, as if it took a lot of willpower for him to say that.*

Blake: (And that was the first time, I admitted I was afraid-)

Amy: "I was afraid too. I was afraid of what the other girls thought about my hair. Afraid what they would do to me.. But I got tired of being afraid."

Blake: "Tired?" *He sniffed again and looked up, staring at Amy with uncertainty.*

Amy: "Mummy told me, it's okay to be afraid.. Being afraid isn't a sign of weakness, it's a sign that we're still alive."

Blake: "I like, don't get it."

Amy: "Neither do I."

Blake: "Fufufu."

Amy: "Hehehe."

Amy: "Now that those twerps have left, want to play?"

Blake: *He stared at Amy as a smile consumed his entire face.* "Y-Yeah!"

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Blake: "I'm scared right now."

Tara: "Fufufu, that's what I like! You taste better when your Neurons are filled with fear!-"

Blake: "But I'm bloody alive, aye. And-" *He glared at Tara with a growing frown.* "I'll teach you a lesson!"

Tara: "Teach me?! You're on your knees! Out of Neurons! You're pathetic!" *She screamed and firmly held onto the whip's handle.*

Blake: "Fufufu... Bitch, please-"

Tara: "Hah!" *She watched the air warp around the whip, queuing her to violently sway it around.* "Die-"

Blake: "Amanda, now!"

Amanda: "HYDRO CANNON"

Tara: "Hydro Cannon? Your dirty Scoldrant is facing away-"

Blake: "Fufufu." *He nudged his head down, drawing Tara's attention to the blowhole she stood on.*

Tara: "What-?"

*An eruption of high pressured water blasted Tara into the air, causing it to rain down around Blake.*

Tara: (That dirty lamp positioned me there on purpose!) *She grunted in pain, as the water flew her across the water and onto the shore.* "Oof-"

*Tara landed heavily on the sand and spiralled onto her side, leaving behind a deep trail.*

Blake: "Fufufu." *He chuckled with one eye closed, as Amanda suddenly burst into tiny white orbs, causing him to drop into neck-high water.*

Tara: *She coughed out water and let go of the whip, causing it to fade into nothing.* "Dammit!" *She screamed in frustration, even though she couldn't move her body.*

Blake: *He stumbled forward, in sync with a wave of instantly collapsed to his knees on the sand.* "Eww.."

Tara: *She took deep breaths while remaining on her back.* "Why did you even join the warriors? You're... Pathetic..."

Blake: "'Cause, I wouldn't get to tell bitches like you what to do." *He closed his eyes and fell unconscious, causing him to roll on a side.*

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*A young adult of PKMY and Blake stood on top of a massive mountain, enjoying the strong winds that blew at every angle.*

PKMY: "We finally did it."

Blake: "Escaped the orphanage and joined the warriors."

PKMY: "Yea.."

Blake: "Thanks for coming back for me, aye."

PKMY: "Heh, anytime."

Blake: "Today.. Is the day."

PKMY: "Yea..." *She stepped to the side and stared out into the distant ocean.* "Purge.."

Blake: "That stupid bitch." *He formed fists and held them in a girl-like manner.*

PKMY: "He surged his life Neurons into me and awakened my dormant abilities."

Blake: "I.. Didn't know people could do that, aye."

PKMY: *She looked at Blake with watering eyes.* "Neither did I."

Blake: "Fufufu, look at you cry. It's weird-"

PKMY: "Eh?" *She suddenly punched Blake on the shoulder.*

Blake: "Purge... I lose everything, aye-"

PKMY: "Nah. You're stuck with me, eh?"

Blake: "Aye?" *He smiled and looked at PKMY.*

PKMY and Blake: "Bitches forever?"

Blake: "Fufufu."

PKMY: "Heh."

Blake: "We'll become the sexiest captains and find our happiness."

PKMY: *She nodded her head.* "I'll follow my sibling's footsteps and reach captain level soon. We'll become strong, so no bully can push us ever again."

Blake: *He frowned in a mature-like manner.* "That's rite!"

PKMY: (Purge... I miss you.) *She looked away, as a tear streamed down her cheek.*

Blake: *He looked at PKMY and stepped forward, tightly hugging her with both arms.* "No bitch will ever mess with us again."

PKMY: "Yea.."

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?????: "Blake?" *A woman spoke.*

?????: "Captain?" *A man grunted in frustration.*

Blake: "Aye?" *He slowly moaned into consciousness, as several people dressed in black and red leather shook him.*

Tara: "..." *She sat on the sand with her arms crossed over her legs, as if she was annoyed at Blake.*

Blake: "Tyson, Quintess, Synthoss, Zazark? Wat are you bitches doing here?"

Tyson: "The rendezvous meeting?"

Quintess: "What happened?" *She glanced at Blake and Tara, as if she could tell something happened between them.*

Synthoss: "Why have the Consultants requested for us to meet together?"

Tyson: *He nodded his head while pinching a roll of fat.* "All of us, something big?"

Zazark: *He looked at his arm and frowned to himself.* "I want revenge!"

Blake: "Aye?"

Tara: "While you were skipping around trying on nail polish, Zazark got into a fight with the guild and lost his arm."

Quintess: "They are strong enough to take us on?"

Synthoss: "Did you have your limiter?"

Zazark: "..."

Tyson: "Fufufu, you did, didn't you?"

Tara: "Blake Hegarty is not fit to be leader!"

Tyson: "Tara?" *He spoke in shock.*

Blake: "Not this again-"

Tara: "How about you let the others talk for themselves?"

Synthoss: *She looked at her twin sister.* "So far, Blake has done a great job."

Quintess: "I concur."

Tyson: "Nobody has died."

Zazark: "I vote Tara."

Tara: "Tyson?"

Tyson: ".. I'm currently indecisive."

Tara: "Only one?"

Blake: "There, you happy, bitch?"

Tara: "Grrr."

Blake: *He looked at Zazark, intrigued.* "You lost an arm?"

Zazark: "Tara healed my arm.. I want to kill them."

Blake "Kill them? I could've done that, bitch, but the Consultant wants them alive!"

Tyson: "So is that the dilemma? Trying to capture someone that's our level in strength?"

Synthoss: "Explain what happened?"

Zazark: "I removed my limiter and..." *He suddenly had images of floating rocks and fist-shaped boulders.* "One of the guild members received a tremendous power-up."

Blake: "Interesting." *He slowly stood up.* "Which one?"

Tara: "What's the plan, captain?" *She spoke in a sarcastic-like manner.*

Synthoss: "Despite being ordered to meet together, I'm sure we all had our own individual missions?"

Quintess: "Yes."

Blake: "Well, why don't we combine our Rostical together? Zazark's Steelight Retention."

Synthoss: "My Ayon Rapture."

Quintess: "My Aqua Liquid."

Tyson: "Flurry Styx." *He smiled and scratched under a roll of fat before touching his green coloured whip.*

Tara: "You know mine."

Blake: "We will strike with the full brigade."

Quintess: "I'm sure with our combined power, we'd even give the number one captain a run for his money." *She spoke in a casual, yet professional-like manner.*

Blake: "Everyone, complete your individual missions! We will meet up in three days and knock the entire guild into a coma."

Tara: "Isn't that the same as killing them, captain?"

Tyson: "The Consultants will Neuron spike the activity in their brain, waking them up."

Tara: "Grrr."

Blake: "Dismissed, bitches." *He purposely glanced at Tara when he said bitches.*

*Tyson, Quintess, Synthoss and Tara all flashstepped out of the area, leaving rings of sand to pulse where they stood.*

Blake: "Tssk." *He turned around and started to walk away.*

Zazark: "If I get hurt again, I'll blame it on you." *He grunted at Blake, staring at his back with growing anger.*

Blake: "Do what I say and you should be rite, aye." *He hissed and walked out of Zazark's sight.*

Zazark: *His eyes suddenly glowed an eerie yellow colour.* "I will kill them.. Forget the mission.. I will slaughter them!"

*Zazark suddenly held his stomach and bent forward in pain.*

Zazark: "This power? My Neurons?" *He spoke in shock before smiling in pleasure.* "They've amplified... I will feast on their flesh."

*Zazark chuckled and licked his lips, watching the sand pulse away from him.*

Zazark: "I will show them for permanently wounding me!" *He grunted to himself in rage, as he rubbed a large visible scar from where his arm was ripped off.*