"Hello? This is Kyle Komics speaking."

"Kyle Komics? I thought you were dead already! I meant to reach the hotline of Harvey Sorcerer, the Prince. I would assume that he would have taken ownership of your items, but I suppose not, for as you are not dead."

"Please elaborate on why would you assume that I have been dead."

"Why, it has been all over the broad waves! Flash Report: Kyle Komics, ranked Black Lotus, killed in battle whilst fighting Starlit Jin Bop Zhao! To think you would die to a White Lotus rank Sorcerer, as well who is of which a child predator!"

"W-What!"

"The news came directly from the Headmaster himself! Rumor has it that they planned to eliminate you and send in a new protector for the Prince, but that's only what I've heard from mouth. Your story must be very intriguing, but kudos to you to surviving the Headmaster's wrath."

"Wait—"

"If I were you, I would watch my back. You have quite the sum of money being hung over your neck if found alive, Komics. Maybe I can be the one who takes it, since I have confirmation on that you are alive~"

"Who the hell are you!"

"Who the hell am I? I'm just someone who goes by the alias ClassicPsy."

The line went silent, the man had hung up.

***

"You're going to find some dude who goes by ClassicPsy?" Tyler asked, dumbfounded, "Can't you just track him down with your Sorcery?"

"Look Tyler, it's not that simple." Kyle sighed, plopping down next to his friend. "I trust you the most with all of this; the Rebellion's gonna happen anyway and everyone will find out that Seto and I are Sorcerers, but that's besides the point."

"So, you're telling me that some Headmaster dude is after you cause you told Seto about some kind of Rebellion that would eventually spark; with the two main leaders being Seto and Brice?" Tyler continued.

"I guess so." Kyle shrugged, "The Sorcerer that Seto had killed prior the days before must have been Starlit Jin Bop Zhao."

"Sounds like a pedophile's name, it already sends shivers down my spine." Tyler murmured, shifting his eyes down to the oak wood floor. "Are you going to tell Seto about this? After all, he does deserve to know."

"We both aren't on allied terms." Kyle nervously chuckled. "Plus, I don't want to give him anymore stress, he already has to put up with Brice."

"Oh, right, the argument." Tyler groaned. "And I don't think he's putting up with Brice, there might be some l—"

"Don't you dare start with their 'relationship.' Even though I'm not brothers with him through blood, I still consider him as my sibling." Kyle scolded. "But let's establish something; we need to find that ClassicPsy dude before he comes to the School of Creation. If he's looking for Seto in the first place, I don't think he has good means."

"So, this is like a Mission?" Tyler perked up, excited.

"Obviously. We're gonna have to spend the rest of the day, along with the remaining week, trying to find this guy. Since we don't have any good leads, it'll be difficult." Kyle huffed.

"Why don't we wait for him to come to us?" Tyler suggested.

"That's stupid. It not only puts our lives in danger, but it puts the whole school in danger as well. I don't know what rank this 'ClassicPsy' dude is—for all I know he could be part of the illusive Black Lotus X members." Kyle replied.

"It's the only thing we've got, besides knowing the dude has a British accent." Tyler murmured, "We only have tonight and to figure out a good plan, then put it to action on Tuesday and throughout the week. I honestly think we should approach Seto about this, or at least Sub."

"Sub's even worse; he takes interest in Seto and is basically a Sadistic person. He fuels Seto with a bit more power, and is basically another Protector." Kyle rolled his eyes, fixing his own pink fringe. "I'd rather not talk to him."

"Zek's pretty smart." Tyler commented, hoping to lighten up the mood.

"He despises Seto, he's like a clingy cactus to Brice—a prickly one too." Kyle chuckled. His expression went dark, "He's close to figuring out our secret."

"Then..." Tyler bit his lip, "Let's tell Seto."

"I don't want—"

"Look Kyle, if we're going to do something about this, Seto needs to be involved." Tyler said, sternly.

Kyle sighed in defeat, shaking his head as he muttered, "Alright, fine. You're coming with me, though."

"Agreed."

***

Sub watched with intent as the blond and the brunet talked over the hillside, gazing at the stars. It was a Monday evening, and as most would be sulking, the two looked happy together. It made Sub's heart quench for his own happy story, something that would make his life worthwhile. He's seen many deaths, and held many people within his grasp, but all were quick to end. He was alone within the universe; he was moving backwards while everyone was moving forewords. How he longed for someone to understand him. Brice and Seto's relationship made him jealous. It would be nice for someone to sweep him off his feet.

'You're suppose to be a Protector, not someone who's in lo—Kyle Komics has arrived.' Sub scolded himself, but then went alert. He quickly hid his power level and used the cover of the night to sneak up on the ex-protector.

"Are you sure they're here?" Kyle whispered.

"Of course they're here! He takes Zek here all the time, but lately they've been...drifting apart. It makes me feel sorry for the dude." Tyler replied, frowning. He quickly dove under a nearby bush, tugging Kyle into it. Kyle sloppily fell into some thorns, holding back some screams. Sub quickly set up a darkness cast shield, which had perfectly blended into the night's surroundings.

"I demand you to leave." Sub spoke, his voice smooth and elegant. Tyler and Kyle stood up, eyes widened and shocked.

"I'm just here to see Seto." Kyle replied, casting out a pink shield. He held it in front of himself while Tyler hid behind him, "I'm not looking for any trouble."

"The Prince has given me strict demands of to not being in his presence." Sub said, "I must follow his orders. If you want to talk to him, you'll have to get through me first."

"Well, my pleasure." Kyle sneered.

"Prepare for trouble!" Tyler began.

"And make it double." Kyle said, stepping aside.

"To protect the world from devastation..." Tyler smiled.

"To unite all peoples within our nation." Kyle said.

"To denounce the evils of truth and love!" Tyler managed to not laugh. Kyle shot a glare at the other, whispering.

"I thought you changed that!"

"Well excuse me Kyle we have to rhyme, now say the next verse!"

"To extend our reach to the stars above." Kyle groaned.

"Tyler!" He yelled, giddy.

"Kyle..." The fuchsia haired male rolled his eyes.

"Team Rebellion blasts off at the speed of light!" Tyler announced, making a fist pump.

"Surrender now, or prepare to fight!" Kyle finished.

"Yes, that's right!" The two finished in unison. The distraction left Sub dumbfounded, but for the two allied forces, it was enough to charge up their powers. Punching foreword, a loud roar of sound caused Sub to be launched back and down darkness shield. Kyle threw multiple bullets of pink Sorcery; Sub got hit and fell to the ground, bleeding. The sudden commotion caused the blond and the brunet to come running.

"What the hell happened!" Brice announced, running to Sub, who was bleeding on the ground.

"T-They attacked me and wanted to hold me for ransom in o-order to talk to Seto..." Sub murmured, his face flushed and his fringe covering his eyes.

"You talk?" Brice asked in disbelief, "Besides the point—Kyle and Tyler, out of my presence."

Seto remained quiet as he stood behind Brice, his purple eyes gleaming in the moonlight. Kyle gulped, his heart pounding out of his chest. Tyler hid behind the Sorcerer in pink, visibly shaking and afraid. Though being a loud mouth, he did have his weaknesses, ones that Brice had known. The blond was a sharp, an eagle that seemed to know all. One wrong slip and your secrets will come tumbling down.

"I refuse." Kyle sneered. "I need to talk to Seto."

"Holding someone for ransom isn't the way to go!" Brice argued, his teeth gritting.

"He's lying!" Tyler retorted.

"Whatever the case may be, you still hurt him. You both could have been civil about the situation!" Brice yelled. Seto strolled towards Sub, his eyes going back to the soft shade of brown as he bent down and placed his head on Sub's chest. He didn't hear a heartbeat, nor a presence of a heart—not like Sub had one anyway. He took the opportunity to whisper to the other.

"Good acting, apologies you got hurt in the process." Seto murmured, "I want you to hunt down and bring me the one who calls himself ClassicPsy. You will be faking a comatose which will explain your absence in the School of Creation."

Sub nodded, taking his last breath as he let his body go limp. His green eyes shut as he forced his breathing to slow, almost to a stop. Seto barely managed to pick him up, mostly because his own stature was a bit fragile. He cleared his throat, "I'm going to take Sub home, I have some medicines and elixirs that should help."

Kyle gathered his own courage to speak, "Seto, I need to talk to you about something important."

"Save it." Brice and Seto had announced in unison.

"Brice, shut the fuck up for a second and let us talk to your boyfriend." Tyler scolded.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Brice retorted back, feeling his cheeks flush a red hue.

"Is that so? Then who is it Brice? Is it Zek? I heard he likes that kinky bondage shit. One whore to another, ain't it Brice?" Tyler barked, liking the anger that was visibly shown within the pale moonlight. Brice groaned, cursing under his breath.

"Do not talk about him like that." Brice tried to keep his composure; although nothing stopped him from attacking and murdering the two. It would be a good time to show off his second elemental to Seto, but that would brighten up the night sky and bring unnecessary attention.

"Tyler, let's just go, they're obviously too hard headed." Kyle whispered.

"I refuse! This is important, Kyle—you know that!" Tyler shouted back, making the other wince.

"Tyler, maybe you should listen to your boyfriend, he's right for once." Brice sneered.

"Well then maybe I will! If you both get your asses kicked by some Sorcerer I hope you don't fucking come crying to me or my boyfriend, because we won't help your sorry asses!" Tyler ranted, quickly grabbing Kyle's hand as he began to stroll away.

Seto sighed out helplessly, his hot breath turning into a chill of icicles. He began to stroll off with Sub in his arms, Brice followed. The two remained silent, the fireflies around them going dim and the crickets beginning to slowly lose their vibrations. It wasn't awkward, it was a pleasantry for a while. Though, Brice couldn't help but not ignore what Tyler had said.

Sorcerers were beginning to get on his nerves. Brice didn't like the thought of Sorcerers, whether they would be an allied force or a rogue. If, supposedly, another Sorcerer would come to the School of Creation, he had to stay stern and be there. He couldn't let anyone fight his own battles (mainly because he assumed the Sorcerers were after him), let alone Seto. He sighed as threw his arm around Seto's fragile shoulders, bony and pale.

Yet, what Brice thought about Seto seemed to be neutral. He wasn't a Hybrid to him, nor was he a Sorcerer. It was a weird thought that he could be either or, possibly a combination of both. He was a non-earthly being, a mysterious figure that traced darkness all around him. Maybe Seto was a Sorcerer—maybe he was a Hybrid. Only time could tell, but for now, Brice would indulge himself in the mystery; and enjoy it.

Something about the thought of making Seto his enlightened him. Though they did spend time together as much as possible, Brice felt like it wasn't enough. He wanted to take him on dates, hold his hand, kiss him; the things that regular couples would do. What disappoints him is that his Father, the King, had planned for him to marry some snobby, rich noble. He quivered at the thought of being married to some girl he didn't take the time to know about.

A guy could only dream.