(We proceed deeper and deeper into the black abyss. Discussing the rest of the series as we proceed.)

("And that's how the Valentine's Day special ended," Armored explains, "he was comatose again.")

("Reaper sounds like a cool guys," Wolf admits, "but he has his flaws.")

("You're telling me," I smile, "man he's a total psycho.")

("That granted," Armored explains, "it isn't really to late for him to stop, is it?")

("I don't think so," Wolf smiles, "but I think if he keeps going like this, he's going to go off the deep end. Moreso than he already has. My two cents though, don't have kids with him. He'd make a really really bad dad.")

("Oh I totally agree," Armored smiles, "that's why I aborted my son.")

("Excuse me?" Wolf glares, taking an offensive stance, "you got some explaining to do mom!")

("Yeah," I reply, "what the fuck?")

("I can explain," Armored replies, "OK, bad start. Should've opened with this. See I only did it cause I thought it better than him growing up in the void. I was already pregnant when the shit hit the fan. So, I aborted him, knowing the soul wouldn't be erased. I sent him to the world of scraped characters. Where'd he be safe.")

("I'll tell you what you did you son of a  bitch!" Wolf suddenly goes off, "you abandoned your son to he raised by who knows who!?! They could be abusive to your son! Your son could have to fend for himself! You think those I represent haven't been through that shit!?! You think I don't have memories like that!?! I'll kill you you neglectful little-")

(A battle starts.)

("Wolf chill!" I exclaim, "we can talk this out!")

("Don't you step in here Breaker!" Wolf growls, "this isn't your fight!")

(It's become quite clear that combat is the only language Wolf still speaks. So be it.)

(Wolf attacks!)

(Wolf leaps at Armored with a haymaker, but I quickly leap in the way.)

(Breaker took the blow!)

(Breaker took 3000 damage!)

("Wolf stop!" Armored pleads, "we don't have to fight!")

("And you didn't have to abandon your son!" Wolf exclaims, "do you know how many of us have been abandoned!?! Never again! I'll abandon you before you abandon me!")

(Wolf fled!)

(Wolf runs away, crying. Before any of us can protest.)

("Wolf!" Armored exclaims.)

("Don't worry," I reassure her trying to hide my own concern, "kid's tough as nails. Tougher even. He'll be OK.)

("You sure?" Armored asks.)

("I promise, " I smile.)

("Alright," she sighs, "let's go, but keep an eye out for him.")

(With that, we proceed deeper and closer to the truth. Both of us deathly concerned for Wolf, but knowing following the truth is all we can do for now...)