Hate, Disgust, and Self-Pity were the things Stan felt as he woke up, his body healed by his mind scarred from the memory of him cowardly running away, Being savagery beaten and stabbed, he hated himself for being powerless, Stan felt that way all his life as the world did nothing but reminded him of his place below everyone else, he never mattered and was too scared to think other but now it should be different, He's in a whole new world where he could defend himself.

Where people cared about him, where he finally found purpose and became useful to others but now he feared it was all for nothing as he was still the weak little man who couldn't do anything but watch as he was stepped on yet again, he didn't know what to do next or what was going to happen next, he figured the others felt betrayed by his actions and wound stun him, Tears streamed out the corners of his eyes as they stung and burned so badly. He was a failure and maybe it would be best if he just died, A knock on the door snapped him of his thoughts, The door opened and Katty walked in she didn't hesitate to hug Stan tightly

"I'm so happy to see you okay," Katty said, The warmth embracing touch, The soft voice that had no hate or bitterness it broke him as tears streamed faster out of his eyes as he hugged back

"I'm sorry," His voice broke tears landing on Katty's shoulders

"It's okay, Your safe now that's all that matters," Katty said as her arms wrapped around his trembling form, Stan wiped his tears and save he was in an unfamiliar place

"Where am I?" Stan asked

"You couldn't go to a normal hospital and you needed to be treated so Crave took you to see a doctor," Katty explained

"I see so were at his place," Stan said

"She," Kari said walking up to Stan and examining his body

"So?' Katty asked

"How are you feeling?" Kari asked

"I feel okay," Stan said

"No dizziness or anything?" Kari asked

"No, I feel fine," Stan said

"Okay, he's good to go back," Kari said

"Thanks, Kari," Katty said

"Come see me if anything happens," Kari said

"We will," Katty said bringing out a bag of clothes for Stan

"Get dressed once your done I'll take you back to my place and get you something to eat," Katty said, Stan put on the clothes, They fitted him well, A orange shirt with sweatpants, He looked at the mirror, he looked fine but looking at himself just cause him disgust, He glare at the mirror trying to resist the urge to punch he looked away and walked out to follow Katty, Once returned to Katty's bar, Stan saw breakfast but the smell of delicious food only made his stomach turn

"You okay," Katty said

"I'm just not hungry can I go to my room," Stan asked

"Sure, I'll keep the food warm just in case," Katty said as Stan returned to his room, He lay in his bed clenching his fist, He tears streaming once again, Fustarsed with himself and what he's feeling, His eyes glows white as his orange aura flow recklessly spirling out of his body, He shut his eyes using a pillow to cover his face his aura whipping in the air violently as it they were angry wanting the attack anything and break the room, Stan heard loud footsteps snapping his thoughts, his aura returned from his body and he sat up and Daren enter his room,

"Hello Stan how are you feeling," Daren asked

"I'm okay," Stan said

"That good to hear I'm glad to see you in good health," Daren said

"Why are you not mad at me," Stan asked

"What do you mean," Daren questioned

"I ran like a coward you guys needed me and I became useless for I ran only to get nearly killed, you should furious with me," Stan said

"Is that what you think?" Daren sat next to Stan

"Yes, I hate myself for what I did how can you not?" Stan looked down

"Because we wanted you to run, your life is just as important as ours you shouldn't feel otherwise," Daren said

"I'm still weak and I hate myself for it, when I first found out about my magic I felt something I never thought I would feel, a purpose, and soon after I unlocked my magic I had a place to live and was treated with kindness and what do I do to people who helped me? I ran, I can't even repay the people who help, I'm useless "Stan teared up trying to hold back his tears this time

"You can't blame yourself for being weak something, You can't be strong all the time," Daren said rubbing Stan back

"I still hate myself for feeling weak," Stan said

"Then I want you to know I plan on training in combat," Daren said

"What," Stan questioned

"Your magic is amazing but you need to know how to defend yourself with hand-to-hand combat," Daren said

"When will I start?" Stan asked

"Soon but you need to eat up and get some rest," Daren said, Stan nodded before watching Daren leave, "I want you to know that people are upset hearing about what happened to you, So don't beat yourself up cause you matter more than you think,"

As Daren left the room, Stan looked at himself hearing those word calmed down the violent thoughts in his head suddenly his stomach grumbled, The smell of food watered his mouth Stan sighted and walked out his room to follow Darens instructions