Saint takes a seat close to him. He looks at their faces and they look serious telling him all this.
"Past life?" Saint tries to understand what they said.
"Yes." Noah replies.
"What has my past life have to do with the future now?"
Noah, Angello and Gwen all exchange looks.
"Everyone past's life determines how you live your future. It results to our likes, friends, lovers, fears and our death." Angello says
"So what you are trying to say?" Saint tries to say.
"We fear how and when you died in your past life could happen in this future and it's very close. Everything happening seems to be matching up."
"So when did I die in my past life?"
"7th June 1958."
"And today..." Saint looks at Noah shockingly realising how many days he has. "Is 1st June 2019"
"That's why we are here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. Just do whatever we tell you to do." Noah squats in front of Saint who is in utter shock.
"What if it's just a hoax? It couldn't possibly happen, right?" Saint says hoping someone who just support him.
"When you got your powers, how you first met with Noah. Everything adds up. Trust us." Gwen replies and Noah sits beside Saint.
"So what should I be doing at the moment? Should I just sit down here doing nothing. Waiting for my inevitable death." Saint stands up and walks around the sitting room.
"First off we need to train you so you can easily defend yourself when the time comes."
"I don't even know what I can do."
"According to your past life and the powers you displayed, you have light manipulation."
"How did I get this power according to my past life?"
Angello, Gwen and Noah seem reluctant to speak of it.
"That's for another day. For now I think you should rest." Angello says
  
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Eugene arrives home looking devastated and angry. He walks past his mother and sister without looking at them not even bothering to greet. He enters his room and bangs the door close. He sits on his chair and faces his mirror. His face is red with bulging veins around his face and neck.
"You're weak." Eugene hears a voice and he looks around and finds nothing.
"You cant even claim the man you love." Eugene looks around his room but still nothing.
"You're looking at the wrong places, look at the mirror." The voice says.
Eugene faces the mirror and sees himself looking at him smiling like a creep. Eugene eyes widen as he jumps out of his chair.
"Wha... who... who are you?" Eugene yells.
"I'm you."
"This isn't real." Eugene starts breathing heavily.
"Why don't you sit so we can discuss this more?" His reflection says.
Eugene walks slowly and sits down looking at his reflection.
"I can help you get back Saint. After all, he is yours."
"How did you know?"
"Because I'm you. I know your likes, fears and desires." His reflections smirks.
"At what cost?"
"Well, you have to grant me access to your body that's all."
"But will I still have my free will with you in my body?"
"Of course. But I also have my own plans. Nothing to worry about."
"Okay, as long as I have Saint. What do I do?"
"Well, all you have to do is carry the mirror and throw it on the ground."
Eugene takes the mirror gently and with full force throws it on the ground and it shatters into both large and small pieces of glass. After a while, black smoke starts coming out of the particles of glass. It floats towards Eugene and enters through his nostrils and ears. Eugene suddenly feels pain all over his body, he screams out loud unable to withstand the pain flowing all over his body and he falls to his knees making some particles of glass to pierce his skin. After a while, the pain subsides and he feels power flowing through his veins.
Moane knocks on Eugene's door thrice.
"Eugene, are you okay? We heard screams."
The door opens slowly enough for Eugene's face to show.
"Mom, I'm okay. Juse feeling sick. Nothing serious."
"Okay. Take care, okay?"
"Yes mother."
Eugene closes the door and walks back to his bed snd sits on it. He stretches his hand towards a teddy bear. He clenches his fist and its head busts out of the body and lands on the floor.
"This is amazing. I'm coming for you soon Saint. I will never let anyone take you from me."

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Saint gasps out loud as he wakes up from his nightmare. He looks around the house and sees its still sunny.
"I'm coming for you" these are the words Saint heard before he woke up. The voice seemed so familiar but he couldn't place where he heard it from. He moves his fingers through his hair trying to relax himself.
"Don't fail this time. Arm yourself before its too late. Trust them and no one else." Another voice says making Saint to look around the bedroom but he doesn't see anyone. Noah enters the room and sees Saint looking panicked and rushes and sits beside him.
"What's wrong Saint?" Noah holds Saint's arm trying to hold him still.
"I heard someone say something."
"Saint, calm down and listen to me."
Noah says and slowly Saint begins to calm down. "What did the voice say?"
"First of all Noah, what were we in my past life?"
Noah seems reluctant to answer but Saint pressurises him more. "What were we Noah? answer me."
"We were lovers." Noah replies looking Saint in the eyes.