Paw Patrol X: The Hearts of Truth

New Recruits arc Episode two: Paw Patrol Part two

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A fire blazed across the screen with Flare then reading the nine words that appeared on it. "Previously, on Paw Patrol X: The Hearts of Truth."

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"If only I could've seen that last show. You would've been like (Waves paw through the air) zoom; and then I would've beem like (Puts paw back down) whoa; and it would've been so cool! If only Ryder saw that. It'd be a dream."

"Yeah, I can only imagine how cool it would've been to see that." Marshall rubbed Flare's head with affection. "But at least you can see me accept my reward. As long as I don't trip on my own foot again." Flare giggled at Marshall's words of self awareness.

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"See, these other ones are to prepare for when I make the final product." Marshall explained as he stacked stood up and stacked them on his desk. "It's just so I can show how much effort I put into making the last one. Showing my prototypes; stuff like that."

"Ah." Flare looked at what Marshall looked up, which wasn't shown, but was spoken of by Flare. "Isn't that one of the two human members of the Paw Patrol? I think it's the edgy one that kicked that tall dude's butt in the finals of that tournament we watched yesterday."

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Chase saw Marshall wiping his paw and took a liking to his and Flare's chemistry, chuckling a bit as he spoke. "I think I'm gonna like you kid. And not just because you said my butt was thick."

Flare giggled a bit as Marshall then rubbed some of his saliva on him, being that Flare had licked his paw just a few seconds ago. It didn't bother Flare though, and Marshall spoke to Chase himself. "Believe me though; I didn't know he was coming with me at first. I guess he snuck into my bag as soon as he could."

"Believe me; I have two brothers myself." Chase revealed as he looked at Flare. "I'm well aware of those who are close to their older brothers." Flare stuck his tounge out playfully and made Chase laugh a bit. "Well I should probably head back now. I was admiring myself before I saw you. It was awesome seeing you again Marshall."

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Flare and Marshall were well aware of who the teenager was with Marshall doing the talking. "You must be Ryder. (Holds out his fist) I'm Marshall, the one who applied."

Ryder took a liking to Marshall's upbeat attitude and kneeled down to him, giving him a fist bump as he spoke with a kind and compassionate voice. "You got that right. We have at least a couple hours until the course for you is set up. Until then, feel free to hang out with the other members and get to know them." Marshall nodded and headed off with Flare looking at Ryder with a question in mind.

"Why does that Husky give me a funny feeling?" Ryder shrugged, wanting Flare to figure that out for himself. "Ah well. Later Ryder." Flare walked off with Ryder nodding and heading into the kitchen.

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Flare wiped his forehead as his chest wound suddenly healed up, surprising the boy when he saw it. Flare then walked over to Rocky with gratitude. "Thanks for the save there Rocky. And great one liner too."

"Ha. That was nothing." Rocky replied as he then winked to Flare. "You should've seen me in action when I fought a whole swarm of demons."

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Richie then jumped onto the platform just as two lasers were fired at him. Once he turned around, he held his hand up and spawned a shield that blocked the lasers and threw them back. Richie then pulled out his guns as he stated something that hinted at his skill. "Never mess with a Nephilim." Richie shooted at the snakes and made them descend to avoid it, knowing what Richie's guns were capable of. He then ran over to them and shot above to stop them from rising, punching both of them and making them fall into the water.

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Flare found the edgy aura that Richie gave off to be a bit unsettling, never meeting anyone like him until now. Although he loved his battle style, he wasn't so sure about his personality, especially after Richie mentioned this thing known as a Nephilim. It was all something new to learn for back to where we left off.

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Richie was walking with Flare and Marshall as he led them to his place, which was right in the center of town, having a similar structure to that of the White House. As they walked up to it, Richie opened the door and allowed Flare and Marshall inside, leading to them noticing a women in a blue dress talking on the phone. "Yes, I'm well aware of the risk, but someone has to pay for my son's tuition. He's not going to get into the college he's trying to get into himself." The women saw Richie and covered up the phone. "Hey Richie. Just trying to win another battle."

"Right, got it. Hey mom, I'm gonna show these new friends something in my room." Richie's mother nodded as Richie walked upstairs with Flare and Marshall as Flare took a liking to the design of the house. He then saw a few pictures of Rocky, hinting that Rocky used to live with Richie. "Ya like those?" Flare nodded his head yes as Richie pointed to one of his favorites. "This is when I taught Rocky how to weild a gun."

Flare looked at the picture Richie was pointing to, finding it to be really interesting. "It sure is a cool one. Mostly for the fact that you're shooting a demon in the chest with yours." Richie nodded in understanding as he then walked off with Flare to catch up with Marshall. "Real quick Richie. I heard you say something called a Nephilim. What is that?"

Richie clenched his fists and gave a serious look, behaving like the edgelord he was for a bit. "Let's just say it's something I'm not proud of." Flare nodded, not wanting to get too personal with Richie, at least not this early on. After all, the two had just met.

Marshall was looking over the balcony as he waited for Flare and Richie to catch up with him, finding the height he was at to be rather terrifying. He wasn't particularly fond of heights, feeling that if he took a drop high enough, he'd end up dying before he could react fast enough. Flare could see this and he grabbed his brother by both arms as he started hyperventilating. "Easy Marshall. We're not gonna die. Just breathe. It's gonna be okay." Marshall breathed in and out super fast with Flare ignoring the heat of his breath. "Slowly. Big breaths buddy."

Marshall did as Flare said and became calmer as a result. Richie seemed to take interest in how calm Flare was in this scenario, finding it very mature for his age. Marshal then rubbed his little brother's head, grateful for his support and then Richie opened the door to his room, commenting on Flare's actions as Flare walked by. "I didn't expect you to have taken that the way you did."

"Well it's not like I'm younger than my maturity or anything." Flare commented with an optimistic outlook on himself. "I just knew what to do." Flare walked into the room with Richie closing the door. Flare then saw a video game console on Richie's bed and quickly dashes over to it with a bubbly voice in mind, having an energetic aura surrounding him. "Is this the new Ybox one!?" Richie nodded with Flare looking at him instantly to see if he could play any games on it. "Can I give it a go? Please?"

Richie grabbed a controller and handed it to Flare, who was overjoyed to finally play this console. "You can play while I look for the book I wanted to show you guys. Pick any game you like."

Flare nodded as Richie over to his bookcase as Flare then found a game called Fire Shall Scorch: Unfamiliar Territory. Richie looked through the bookshelf until he found a book with some skin tied to it, grabbing it as he walked over to Flare and Marshall. "You guys ready for this?" Flare paused the game and set the conttroller down, ready to listen along with Marshall. "Alright. Now this isn't going to be an entirely happy tale, got it?"

Flare and Marshall nodded with Richie then opening the book and turning to a page that showed two amulets, one half red and half blue, and one clear. He then showed them to the brothers, giving Marshall a question to ask. "What are those?"

Richie looked at the amulets, preparing for the reactions of Flare and Marshall. "The Hearts of Truth." Richie flashbacked to when he saw these amulets being made a few years ago. "I remember five years ago. I saw these being made in my old home, and they just looked so incredible. I was able to resist, but something about their power allured me." The flashback ended with Flare looking at the necklaces with caution. "The first necklace is a combination of two brothers, one with a fiery persona and one with a cautious yet caring persona."

"What about the clear one?" Flare asked, knowing that he and Marshall were more than able to tell which one Richie mentioned just now. "What does that one lead to?"

Richie revealed a clear heart on his necklace, revealing it to be the amulet that he was home to. "That's the amulet of the Nephilim. It's a combination of an angel and a demon. They can even have human emotions. Like joy and sadness." Richie looked at where his heart lied, feeling his demon side was more apparent than his angel side. "Sometimes I question about which one I'm more alligned with. (Looks at Flare and Marshall) My mother's the angel, and my father's the demon. The latter I wish I never knew."

Flare and Marshall start thinking about their own father, having quite a bit of memory of him. Marshall even took the time to comment on this. "I know how you feel Richie. Our dad left because he found himself to be a danger to us."

"That feels more sympathetic than regular pathetic." Richie gets up and walks off as he looks back at Flare and Marshall by the door. "You can keep playing if you like Flare. (Gives a serious look) Just be ready when we look for the other heart. It's not something we should deny the power of. If the wrong being got their hands on it, we'd be in a world of hell." Richie walked off with Flare questioning what he meant as he then grabbed the controller and continued to play the game. He felt that if he wanted to find the heart, which he now did, he'd have to be ready for it. This is where he had an idea in mind.

Marshall started thinking about his audition to get on the team. He knew he'd have to give it his all out there, so he didn't want to slack off one bit. He knew he'd have to try his best if he wanted to protect Flare, especially in an insane world like this. Although Richie seemed like the edgy type, he also seemed to be similar to him and Flare, but in his own way. He had his own personality, but a similar goal in mind, something he could appriciate himself.

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The next day.

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Marshall was getting ready for his audition to get on the Paw Patrol as he then saw Flare talking to Ryder. Smiling upon seeing his brother, he walked up to him and Ryder, just as Ryder noticed and waved to him. "Ah, hey Marshall. I was just talking to Flare. I decided to have you two do your own seperate auditions today." Marshall was surprised to hear this. Flare never said anything about wanting to be a Paw Patrol member, so it was a big shocker for him. "I'll let you go first since you were the first to sign up. I'll meet you in the training room."

Ryder walked into the training room with Marshall walking up to Flare, wanting to know why he had his mind set on such short notice. "I don't remember you saying you wanted to be a member of the team Flare. It's honestly pretty surprising." Flare shrugged as Marshall then thought of a possible reason for Flare wanting to join the Paw Patrol. "Is this about the Hearts of Truth thing Richie told us about the other day?"

The Husky from the other day was spying on Flare and Marshall from a wall, listening to their conversation as Flare replied. "Well that's one reason. But the main reason is that I feel it'd be fun to battle people. It's a lot more fun when you're up close." The Husky found this to be intriguing and walked off, wanting to see Flare improve from here.

"Well good luck Flare. This isn't gonna be easy." Marshall said with support, gaining a nod from Flare, only for some kind of noise to be heard outside. This caught the attention of the two brothers, as they became worried that something might be happening out there. "Sounds intense."

Flare and Marshall ran off with Ryder running out of the training room, wanting to know what all the commotions about. "Let's hope everyone's alright." Ryder ran off and joined Flare and Marshall, hoping that his team was okay. He kept the safety of Flare and Marshall in mind though. "If it gets to serious out there, back down." The brothers nodded, knowing that Ryder would be the best to give them this advice.

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The Paw Patrol members were facing some robots that came near the base with Zuma kneeing one in the stomach as rock music played. As the robot grabbed him by the knee, he then low sweeped it and kicked into two other robots that were shooting at someone. He then looked at Rocky, with the two of them nodding to each other as more robots surrounded them. Being that the two were in sync in a way, they managed to take care of the robot's with ease, with Zuma punching and kicking the robots back and Rocky slicing them in half and even kicking their heads off.

Skye was in the air battling three robots on hoverboards as she rode around in her jetpack. When she got in front of one, she waved to him in a friendly manner and dodged his kick. She then shook her butt at them and giggled a bit when one of them tried to scorch it with a fire match once the camera panned to the robot getting behind her to do so. She did however let loose an unintentional three second onion fart, hitting the match with a green cloud and making the fire burn the robots (blllllaaaaarrrrrp). Skye saw what happened and giggled as she blushed a bit with slight embarrassment.

Chase ripped off a robot's head and saw another one coming towards him with a sword. He ducked under the swing and kicked the robot back, only for the robot to charge at him and silce at him, making him dodge in multiple ways. Once he had the chance, he used the head of the robot he ripped off and stuck it on the tip of the sword. Confusing the robot with this, Chase snickered a bit as he then elbowed the robot and broke it's stomach right out of him. Chase then saw the others putting in some work while also getting a viww at Skye's butt, looking way as to not be improper.

Flare, Marshall, and Ryder arrived to find the others surrounded by about a hundred robots outside with Flare getting excited. Flare rushed in, much to Marshall and Ryder's surprise, and came across two robots that were looking for someone to fight. Going into two leg mode, he waved to the robots and went behind them when they tried to karate chop him. When they tried to kick him from behind, he grabbed their heads and slammed them together, showing that he wasn't a child that one would want to mess with.

Marshall nodded to Ryder and the two of them rushed into the battle with Marshall pounding one robot into the floor. Ryder ended up getting surrounded by dozens of robots, taking out his swords to fight them off. Chase then threw one in the direction Marshall was in, not knowing he was there, and Marshall ducked allowing Ryder to slice it in half. Marshall ended up falling onto his back from the back duck, with Chase helping him up after giving him a paw. "Nice dodge."

"Thanks. I've been training with Flare for a while now; we have some similar skills." Marshall explained as the two of them saw Flare dodging the sword swings of a robot and grabbing it's sword, slicing it in half with no problem. "We should still help him though." Marshall charged at the robot just as a White Shepherd kicked him in the face after dashing at him. Marshall dragged across the floor and got up, facing the White Shepherd that walked over to him. "Who the heck are you!? And why are you joining a battle against children?"

"First off, my name is Zepher, and I'll be your demise." Zepher stated, sounding rather serious, yet also a bit cocky as he did. He then back punched Chase, who got sent into a tree. "Second off, I'm merely working for the one that sent these robots so I can buy time to get the Hearts of Truth so I can have the demons bow down to me." Zepher kicked Marshall into the ground, only to then get shot in the back. When he looked behind himself, he saw the Husky from before aiming a gun at him, which made him give a glare to her. "You've got some nerve Snow! You should all know that you can't beat me."

Snow scoffed as she put the gun away, knowing that she couldn't beat Zepher, but she at least had to try. "A former member of the Paw Patrol should leave with honor. (Flashbacks to a shady stranger walking up to her as she's crying in an alley) I may not have had the happiest life, but I won't let that change my words. (The flashback ends with Snow clenching her fist) So go ahead and fight me. I'll get my butt kicked ten times over if I have to. I'll achieve my goal even if I have to kill you to do it."

Zepher gave a confident grin as he kicked Marshall aside, preparing for what Snow had to offer. Snow charged at Zepher at full force and aimed multiple punches and kicks at him, which he blocked with simple blocks of a palm. She eventually punched him in the face though, which led to her flipping over him and kicking him in the back of his head. When Zepher got sent back, he grabbed Snow by the neck and pinned her against a tree, leading to him choking Snow. "I will have the demons rise up to me. You will regret trying to stop it."

Zepher suddnely got kicked in the stomach and sent flying into a tree with him looking ahead to get a glimpse of who kicked him once the music stopped playing. This was revealed to be Richie, and when the camera panned to him giving a serious look to Zepher, Zero's theme from Mega Man Maverick Hunter X played. Zepher got up and glared at Richie, not wanting to lose now. "You won't get in my way Richie! I don't care if you're the strongest member or not! I'm gonna destroy you!" Zepher charged at Richie, who held his hand up and grabbed his punch with it.

Zepher became shocked to see what was happening as Richie then stated something cold. "Zepher. You're nothing but a waste now." Richie crushed Zepher's paw and made him flinch, kicking him in the face and making him bleed from his jaw. He clearly wasn't afraid to show how cold and edgy he could be, giving a glare that made Zepher fear for his life. Richie then kicked Zepher back, having three robots crash into him and send him over the edge of the platform. Richie then looked over to see Ryder, who gave him a thumbs up and he gave one back as the music went back to the former.

Ryder slashed the last five robots he was facing into pieces as he then saw Flare and Marshall hi fiving as they then faced a ninja like robot, which slashed at them with them barely dodging it. The two of them nodded and dodged the robot's swift punch with Flare karate chopping at the ninja robot's hand, which missed, only for Marshall to low sweep the robot. He then elbowed it into the floor, which allowed Flare to kick it back up and make it go forward. The two of them then clenched their fists as they prepared an attack. "Duo Brother Punch!"

Flare punched the robot with his right paw, and Marshall with his left, sending the robot back as he launched some shurikens at them. They managed to catch them and throw them back, which the ninja robot then caught back as he then charged at them. They dodged his attackes with Flare backflip kicking him in the face, which allowed Marshall to punch him, sending him into a tree with little effort.

Just then, the robots retreated with Rocky kicking one in the butt and laughing as he mocked them. "I bet you wish you weren't made out of scrap metal! If you like maybe I can upgrade you!" Rocky laughed some more as Zuma giggled a bit, finding his cockiness to be amusing.

Flare and the others grouped up with Flare wondering who sent those robots. "That sure was a lot of robots, and it really kept me on the edge of my stance. I wonder who sent them all."

"It was probably Charm." The others looked at Richie, who was more than happy to explain who Charm was to Flare and Marshall. "He's our biggest threat. He enjoys causing anarchy and pain all across cities, and his main goal at the moment is to just see how much he can cause." Flare and Marshall seemed to be on edge with this as Richie wrapped up his explination. "I got this additional info with the same info I got one time when I snuck around his base. Apparently he has a contract with an all powerful demon."

"That's right ever-so-intelligent Richie." A charasmatic voice was heard as a mini helicopter holding an Ipad, which showed a Golden Retriever about the age of Rocky speaking to the Paw Patrol. "I would expect nothing less from the combat and brain skills you have. It's no wonder you're on the team. Your demon side makes you being an edgelord all the more clear; it's no wonder you hate it so much."

Richie clenched his fist, not wanting facts about him to be pointed out by the Retriever, with him then speaking to him with coldness in his voice and heart. "What do you want Charm? You should know full circle that we won't let you get away with any chaos you cause."

"And that's why I love battling you all." Charm explained as he then went into greater detail. "I just adore causing anarchy, and it's only better when someone else attempts to stop me from starting it. (Grins smugly) Of course, it does bring some challenge to me, but that's the point of it." Charm held up a wine glass with an orange soda in it and took a sip out of it. "Anyway, I just used this as a little message to let you know that I'll be joining in on the action soon, so prepare for the hardest fights you'll ever have to face. Ta-ta!"

The helicopter flew off with Flare and Marshall wondering who that was, not being as familar with him as the others were. "Who was that?" Marshall asked with curiosity. "Was he that thing Richie called Zepher? A waste."

"He's the leader of them." Chase explained as he stepped up to Flare and Marshall. "He adores chaos and anarchy and will stop at nothing to get what he desires. His top class minions have their own motivations, but he uses all of them."

"Even though the only thing he can write himself off as is a pathetic wannabee God." Rocky implied as he stepped up to them. "You guys will see his power and skill for yourselves when you join the team."

"Actually, I think we have their spots open." Flare and Marshall looked at Ryder with surprised looks as he kneeled down to them. "It takes a lot of skill to take on a ninja robot the way you guys did. They're among the strongest and fastest robots in all of the world. It's clear to me that you two will take your positions seriously." Flare and Marshall were overjoyed to hear this as Ryder then rubbed their heads. "Congrats. You two are on the team."

"Yes!" Flare cheered with excitement as he then dashed up to Skye. "This is gonna be so cool; (Dashes up to Chase) we'll be fighting all kinds of beings (Dashes up to Zuma) and live with the most awesome (Dashes over to Rocky) fighting force while doing so!" Flare jumped over to Marshall and jumped onto his back, excited for what the future had in store for them. "This is gonna be one heck of a time." Marshall smiled at his younger brother with fondness for his bubbly nature.

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One week later.

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Marshall was sparring with Chase as they talked about what would happen in the future now that he and Flare were on the team. Marshall dodged Chase's kick and collided a punch with him as he spoke. "So how does fighting this Charm guy work? (Dodges Chase's punch) Cause when you think about it, (Gets knocked back by a kick) it's kinda like (Regains his balance) we all have a saying in this and how much we fight, (Blocks Chase's flying punch) so if we chose NOT to fight, what would happen?"

"I dunno." Chase answered as he blocked Marshall's double punch. "I wouldn't blame you for being scared though. (Dodges Marshall's punch) Charm is a devil. (Blocks Marshall's kick and grabs his leg) Funny enough, one aspect of being in the Paw Patrol is figuring out what you wanna do with your future." Marshall became surprised by this as Chase then slammed him onto the ground, helping him up afterwards.

"So we can still search for our dream career?" Chase nodded his head yes as he walked off with Marshall and the two of them headed outside. "Well that's something. I don't know how it took me a week to get to this." Chase and Marshall heard a guitar playing and walked over to where it was coming from, finding that Flare was sitting on top of Marshall's dog house. "Having fun Flare?"

"Sure am." Flare stated as he then slid down with excitement. "I was just tuning my guitar in. I got this song written up from the week we've been here for, and I wanna let everyone else hear it later."

Chase got an idea on how Flare could practice for the others. "Well why not have us for a rehearse audience? It's always nice to have one."

Marshall took a liking to that idea, finding it to be useful for his brother. "Yeah, go ahead Flare. Take a crack at it and let us see what you wrote."

Flare thought for a moment and figured that it could hurt, and he began to strum his guitar as he got ready to begin, getting it to a peaceful guitar strum as he began to sing We are the Paw Patrol. "I just recently found out myself, what a waste is considered by this team; but even then I know for a fact, we'll never kick anyone out of this pact. We...are the Paw Patrol. We'll always stop evil. (Marshall starts clapping somewhat slowly) And even when it's tough...(Chase starts clapping at Marshall's pace) Each other, we'll never kill."

Flare continued playing as he got into the beat, knowing that Chase and Marshall were doing the same. "That's why the people, we, know, will...give us trust. We'll always protect them and, that, is a must." Flare continued playing as he looked at Chase and Marshall's eyes, showing that he was more than happy that they liked the song. He continued playing with a sort of light shining through him.

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The song continued with Flare's singing as he had the others watching while he sang to them in the living room. "If one could only know, what we're fighting now. But even if they don't, that's not something low. I know one simple fact, and that's how we all are. We have our skill and our worth. (Rocky and Zuma fist bumped) Our skill (Richie moves his hair back with Chase nodding with approval) and our worth. (Skye smiles with Marshall doing the same) And we will (Ryder nods with proudness in his expression) protect them."

Flare starts thinking about what the future could have in store for him upon these final lyrics. He wondered what would happen now that he was on the team. As he thought, he also thought about the Hearts of Truth. A part of him wanted to know what they were for. They just came so suddenly. That said, he was more than prepared for whatever he had to do in order to find them, as he said in his last lyrics.

"I will fight for the place where I live, and show all of the kindness that I give. I will fight for the friends that I've made, and show everything I believe in. I will fight for the world I was made in, and help everyone see me handle my own. I will fight to be everything, that everyone will want me to be when I'm grown. (Richie smiles upon hearing Flare's song) The odds are against us, and it won't be easy but we won't be doing it alone. We'll have each other, and we'll be there even with the break of a bone."

Flare wrapped up his song with these final lyrics in mind. "We are the Paw Patrol. We'll always stop evil. And even when it's tough, each, other we'll never kill. That's why, the people, we, know, will...give us trust. We'll always, protect them, and that, is a must." Everyone clapped as Flare played his final strum, giving Flare more confidence in the future he has for him, as well as hope that they'll be able to stop Charm.

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Chase and Marshall were lying down on the grass as they looked back on their life back home Marshall seemed very relaxed as he looked back on his memories with happiness. "You remember back when we used to do this back home Chase? We would just lie down in the middle of that one open field, and just hang out like there was nothing for us to lose." Marshall snickered a bit as he then looked back on another part of this memory. "And then we'd fart a little to see who could be nastier."

Chase laughed a bit as he remembered the memory himself, finding it to be one of the more relaxing ones. "Yeah, no doubt. It was always half and half though; we could never really find out who could be nastier more often." Chase looked back on the memory and wondered what would've happened if one of them one constantly.

Marshall and Chase continued relaxing until they saw Flare walking over to them with a football, standing up to see what he wanted to do with it. He explained this as he spoke to Marshall. "Hey Marshall. I just remembered that I brought my football with me. Wanna practice a few place kicks? I'll hold the football, and you come running up to kick it."

"Pssh. Give me a break Flare." Marshall replied with a blunt look on his face. "You say you'll hold that football down, but in reality you just want me to run up to it so you can pull it away, and then I'll fall flat on my butt and I'll (Turns around) kill myself."

Flare nodded to Chase, who snickered a bit as Flare then started speaking calmly. "Please?"

"No." Marshall replied, not wanting anything to do with this old football gag thing.

"Pretty please?"

Marshall walked to the other side of Flare, not wanting to try and kick the ball. "No."

Flare tried to think of a good way to get Marshall on board with this, knowing he'd have to do something unique. "Pretty please with, I won't pull it away at the last second and you won't fall flat on your butt and kill yourself on top?"

Marshall became baffled when he heard that and turned to Flare with a baffled expression. "That's not even a thing Flare."

Flare reached into his backpack and searched through it for something he could use. "But I have a signed (Hands a document to Marshall) document." Marshall grabbed the document and started reading it. "This document specifically states that I won't pull the football away, when you attempt to kick it." Marshall took a liking to this and walked over to where he was at least twenty feet away from the ball. As he went into two leg mode, he ran towards the ball and attempted to kick it, only for Flare to pull it away at the last second.

Marshall fell on his butt and then onto his back, getting a snicker from Chase and a smile from Flare. Flare then caught the document Marshall let go of as he pointed out a flaw in it. "Peculiar thing about this document Marshall. (Shows Marshall the document) The notarization is invalid." Marshall rolled his eyes while smiling at his brother's silliness as fire blazed across the screen, ending the episode off with a credits sequence.

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The Hearts of Truth were shown as Nathan Sharp's cover of the Overlord opening played during the credits, showing that this would be the main theme of the story. "Can someone give me the a-answer, to my que-estion? Where's my soul?"

The music played over for about eight seconds as the song continued with the same rock melody. "It's like a virus in my body while I'm dreaming. When I wake up, all that's left of me are bones. I'm in a panic! Get out, hurry. Oh there are mysteries, and many miseries. Dead or alive, I'm on the brink of self destruction. As I'm roaming, from left to right to hell. An invitation, to come dissapear. We're dancing one, two, three steps on this dark stage."

The song continued as the lyrics were zoning in on the final act. "Raise your flag, march and fight. Break your mask, and show some pride! While this war just sends a shiver down my crooked spine. Wars and swords, tears and blood. Feel my heart begin to race. As I laugh through this bloodbath we've made!"

The song entered the stage where it made the final lyrics with the music still playing. "Can someone give me the a-answer, to my que-estion? Where's my soul? Where's my heart? Am I losing my own self? Don't you hesitate, go this way-ay-ay. I don't know. and I don't care. Tell me, are you not entertained now? I'll just keep surviving, I just cannot hide it all. I am not to fall a victim, I'll continue living in this, misery driven world!" The music played for eight more seconds and then stopped, wrapping up the main theme.