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If you don't know who Isaac/ClassicPsy is, above is an old video where Seto recorded with Isaac. It's one of my favorite recordings that they did together, it's from three years ago, though, before Isaac had gotten a channel.

I based Isaac's appearance by his Minecraft skin shown in the video. I'm aware it changed, but I prefer his appearance to look like that.

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The idea of being in the same space with Hybrids made Isaac's stomach churn. He was stuck in a situation, one in which that had no escape. He took a deep breath, then sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. It seemed like fate was pulling its strings, Isaac's condition had gotten worse over the past few days; being kidnapped and brought to a Hybrid Territory seemed to be the cream of the crop for the situation.

He wheezed for a moment, reaching towards his bedside, attempting to grab his medication. He blinked, realizing where he was. He shook his head, snapping his fingers and teleporting his medication onto his lap. It was enough to last him about two months—the same amount of time that Seto would be staying at the School of Creation. The thought of being free and away from responsibility made him smile. He coughed—why was his condition getting worse?

He shoved the medication in his mouth, a total of four different tablets that were assigned to him a couple months prior. He set them on the table side; might as well get comfortable and make due with the situation. He stood up, stretched, and snapped his fingers. His clothes automatically changed and folded themselves into a cabinet, neatly. He wore his usual outfit; a dark purple vest, that had gray buttons, a plain white shirt, and his slip on fingerless gray gloves. He decided to throw on some gray jeans and some black vans for the time being.

"Hey Isaac you ready?" A voice called out from outside. The purple haired male rolled his eyes, shouting.

"Hold on, just a few more minutes!"

He quickly rushed out the bedroom door and into the dining room. He quickly grabbed his black wristband, that had been provided from the school, along with his silver amulet that Lord Hayes, Headmaster, had given him—then rushed out the kitchen door, not bothering to eat. Sorcerers technically did not need to eat three meals, but most would just eat one meal a day; a total of about 648.916241 calories would make do. He slammed the door and jumped down the porch steps, nearly falling over.

"I already hate this decision." Isaac huffed, crossing his arms.

Seto chuckled, giving him a light pat on the shoulder, "It'll be alright."

"I've never expect this ingeniousness and these acts of kindness from you." Isaac mumbled, "I thought you were suppose to be ruthless and judgmental by birth. You're beginning to become like your Mother—this place has turned you soft."

Seto scowled, avoiding eye contact. "I've been forgetting my responsibilities as a Prince, I will revert back to normal when I return home."

Something about going home made Seto's stomach churn. The thought of leaving and returning back to the Shei Province brought a wave of tension and uneasiness. Though knowing a possible Rebellion could occur, he didn't want the Royal Predictors' Prediction to end up miscalculated, thus making it so that he would have to kill every Hybrid student in the school in order to complete the mission—including Brice. Day by day he had begun to lose his shape, the figure of his ruthlessness has begun to slowly shrink.

Was it because of Headmaster's judgmental weight being lifted off his shoulders?

Was it the abrupt change in setting?

Was it a Hybrid who changed him?

He spat on the ground for a brief moment, causing Isaac to shuffle away in disgust. The two blood cousins continued to stroll together, side by side as they approached the School of Creation. Isaac squinted, the sun's rays seeming to shine brightly upon the two story high structure. He hissed at the sudden change of light, the Shei Province had always seemed gloomy and depressing.

"I'm beginning to regret this even more." Isaac whispered, "I think I'm going to be sick, there's Hybrids everywhere. I'm going to be contaminated with their awful ways."

Isaac faked a puking sound, Seto glared and punched him in the shoulder. "It's not like you didn't have a choice."

Isaac stopped in his tracks, "Didn't have a choice? You shoved that resume down my throat for fucks sake!"

"Oh, so this is the piece of shit that I talked to over the phone!" Kyle had exclaimed, waving his arms in the air as he pointed towards me. I shuddered, his tone of voice towards an X was unacceptable.

"I'd rather say that I'm a classy piece of shit." I muttered, crossing my arms as I looked away.

"Well, nice to meet you classy piece of shit, I'm Kyle." The fuchsia haired male shouted. "Why are you here, are you here to kill me? Go right on ahead, you little—"

"Both of you need to quiet down, it's giving me a headache." Seto shouted, attempting to hush us both.

"For Hayes' fucking sake..." I groaned.

"Why the hell do you keep saying 'Hayes?'" Kyle asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's the same reason you say 'oh my god' you fucktard!" I quoted, sarcasm clearly evident within my voice. "Everyone says it, but oh wait, you've been living under a rock for the past eighteen years you've been alive!"

"I don't see how you're both related." Kyle groaned, rolling his eyes as he had changed the subject.

"Black Lotus X, second heir to the throne if something inclement happens to the Prince, Isaac Psy Sorcerer—cousin of Harvey Seto Sorcerer." A voice had spoke up from behind me. I quickly turned, jumping backwards while squeaking as I was greeted by Green Eyes.

Great.

"You scared the shit out of me!" I huffed, crossing my arms once more, "Fucking kidnapping me isn't the solitarily solution to all of this! I also consider Seto to a friend, rather than my own blood cousin."

"Ah, so that means you do have the ability to change eye color?" Kyle perked up.

"My eyes stay purple, I have the ability to predict the future, along with an opponent's future tactics." I bragged, smirking, "Purple is a color of royalty."

"Moving on..." Seto rolled his eyes, huffing. He slammed down a sheet of paper onto the coffee table, "This is the plan for Isaac's backstory and reservation into the School of Creation."

I picked up the piece of paper, my purple orbs examining it carefully. It seemed like a legitimate backstory, but the idea of being away from home made my stomach churn with discomfort. It did boggle my mind on how my life was changing in a quick pace; from being a couch potato to being involved with the Prince of Sorcerers on a Black Lotus X Ranked mission. Though, I did wish for some kind of reward in the end, it was stressful and a lengthy commute to the beginning and the conclusion after all. I shrugged for a brief moment, before reviewing the article, or what seemed to be a short resume, for a second time. I decided to commentate on every few line.

'Isaac Psy.'

"Very creative fucking last name you made for me."

'Age: 16
Elemental(s): Water, Ice, Wind, and Fire.'

"What the fuck am I, Avatar?"

'Parents died of Pneumonia when aged 6. Raised by Aunt. Registered for the School of Creation due to heavy request of taking in interest to elementals.'

"Well you've given me a total of four elementals, who wouldn't be interested? Also, why pneumonia out of all diseases? Who casually just writes that down and just says; 'Oho I forgot to tell you, my parents died of pneumonia when I was aged seven, because apparently I fucking age like wine and cheese.' What the hell?"

"Isaac lower your voice, it's one in the morning." Kyle groaned, rubbing his eyes. "We've got everything set up, you honestly have no choice."

"Can I at least tell my friends why I've just gone missing? Ken, Matt, James, Surok—they're gonna freak out! Also my medi—" I panicked, but quickly got cut off.

"It has to stay a secret." Seto replied, "Father does not know you're here either."

"What, are you gonna bring that other Black Lotus X member this into this as well? Hey, why not have a full out Black Lotus X hangout in Hybrid territory!" I continued to shout, flailing my arms.

"Man up!" Kyle shouted, "It's had enough that I have to be a third wheel in Seto's relationship, and now I have a second handicap?"

"Hey!" I had shouted along with Seto.

"It's not like you have any choice, you're already here. Seto could use another protector." Green Eyes had murmured, his fringe covering his emerald eyes, "I'm assuming the insanity runs in the family, you must have exponential power."

"What do you say?" Seto reached his hand out, humming a bit. "You have no other choice to join us, give it a shot."

I gulped, sighing as I finally gave in. I firmly shook Seto's hand as I continued to mope, "Oh woe is me, this is just utterly fantastic."

Isaac rolled his eyes and continued to curse under his breath as he entered the School of Creation. He followed behind Seto, who seemed to be talking to what seemed to be a giant with blond hair. It did intimidate him; every Hybrid was a giant—even the females. He was use to being the tallest amongst other Sorcerers, mainly because the expectancy for female Sorcerers was to be 4'8" - 4'10", whilst males were expected to grow to 5" - 5'2". It was a miracle he surpassed the height expectancy.

He continued to stroll through the hallway, still following behind Seto. As much as he wanted to eavesdrop the conversation, the halls were bustling and filled with confusion. Most Hybrids seemed to have been drawing their attention onto Isaac, for as he did stick out like a sore thumb. His hair was naturally purple, and his eyes were naturally purple. He, however, did not notice this—Sorcerers had always stared at him, since he was a public authority for being the second heir to the throne. Most Sorcerers assumed that he was the son of Headmaster Hayes, for as no one had seen Seto up until the Black Lotus X mission.

Green Eyes seemed to have been lingering close behind, which made Isaac stand on edge. He always hastened his pace closer to the blond Hybrid, figuring that Green Eyes would be intimidated by the size. Oddly, he didn't seem to mind the Hybrid—how preposterous!

The group had eventually made it in front of what seemed to be like a learning fundamental area. Isaac gulped as he watched the blond Hybrid go his separate way, leaving Seto behind in front of the fundamental area. Seto, followed by Green Eyes, took a step in. Isaac hesitantly followed, bracing himself. To his own surprise, nothing had happened. He went to go sit down on Seto's left hand side.

"So, what do we do in this Hybrdistic fundamental learning area?" Isaac had blandly asked, his voice as quiet as a mouse.

"First of all, this is a classroom." Seto spoke, "Second of all, it's a Wind X rank class."

"I'm assuming that 'wind' is some type of magic Hybrids use." Isaac said, shrugging.

"Elemental." Seto corrected.

"And the senior standing there is a teacher?" Isaac questioned, causing a sudden glare to be shot his way from Mr. Wyei.

"Yes." Seto nodded, beginning to doodle on his arm. It looked to be a purple rose.

"How many seconds do we waste here?"

"1800 seconds."

Isaac groaned, slouching in his chair. He wheezed for a brief moment, he covered his mouth in an attempt to quiet himself.

'Seto mustn't find out about this.' Isaac thought to himself, coughing and wheezing once more. He took a breath in before it finally stopping. He shifted his eyes towards the floor. 'He shouldn't worry, his time is running short after all.'

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