[i]9 hours...[/i] As night fell, Marcus felt slightly better than before. Ron had made the mistake of trying to scramble for his shotgun. The walls were covered with sprays of red and numerous types of damage, from fire to a pulsating purple that stained the rotting walls. His body was burnt to a crisp so that evidence of their coming would not be traced back to them. Ronald was dead, and that meant there were no more problems... aside from one. The situation nearly flared once more. Ronald was dead, but his computer was still active, pouring out endless streams of code. One could assume it was powered by an advanced form of technology, or even magic since the cracked computer and its monitor had no cables. Marcus approached the monitor, turning to Gar-Teal with his back on the computer. Gar-Teal was busy rubbing sauce off his rough stubble. "Thank YOU that bastard's dead." He mumbled, chewing on the beans before swallowing them. Yvonne had her back to the wall, oddly disturbed by her actions. Victor seemed as hyper as ever, although even he felt it was a bit much. "Now, Marcus, I give you the honours of stopping Ron's work. Permanently." Gar-Teal chuckled, tossing the teal can of Watties' baked beans out the window. He rubbed his hands on the wall, leaving sauce and food for the fungus around. Marcus just stared at everyone. Even Victor seemed untrustworthy at this point. "No." He softly said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "...no? Marcus, don't tell me you said no. Do you realise how long we've been tracking that fuck?" Suddenly, Gar-Teal turned hostile, tired from years of travel... who wasn't, though? Yvonne sat by Victor, ignoring Gar-Teal's actions. "We've traveled around the FUCKING world. TWICE." Gar-Teal hissed as he put his fingers to his forehead. Marcus simply looked down at Gar-Teal, keeping his back to the monitor. "Gar-Teal, please-" "No, YOU, please." Gar-Teal rudely interrupted, flaring his nostrils at a tired Marcus, whipping his hand away from his forehead. Marcus really had enough, but his current state of powers would never match those of Gar-Teal's. He had spent most of it restoring Dahl's, Chell's and many others' powers after the Universal Reset. Gar-Teal, on the other hand was responsible of holding the very bonds of atoms together. "We have NOT come here just to kill someone. We're here to make sure another one of these don't pop into existence for another thousand years. You get what I'm saying, Arceus?!" "How dare you refer me as my true name. Do you realise what will happen if the humans realise what we are?" Marcus/Arceus said, trying to hold down tones to deescalated the situation... but, as Gar-Teal continued, it would appear that Arceus' attempts would fail quite easily. "Oh, you old fuck." Gar-Teal anticipated Marcus' punch, taking a step back as Arceus swung at him. "You really think those names are gonna fool anyone? You think they won't dismiss us as crazy? Some of them come from DAMN video games, shit Victini's never even heard of!" Respectively, Victor jumped in Yvonne's arm, upon hearing of his name. Marcus bit his lip as he continued listening to Gar-Teal. He seemed prepared just to push Arceus out of the way, with his beyond-angry expression saying it all. "Now, just so I don't destroy the universe, I'm gonna go back to the place those humus' call 'Heaven.' You better bring that device of our undoing along, 'cause I'm gonna hold a meeting. Let's hope it doesn't involve smashing your head into that computer." With those words, Gar-Teal manifested a purple-rimmed portal out of thin air, entering the dark void with a few steps. Yvonne held onto a shaking Victini, helping him through the portal. "Arceus... I'm sorry this had to happen." Yvonne said, in a different tone heard in the rarest of times. Reluctantly, Arceus followed, carrying both a computer and monitor with him towards the portal. He muttered how he couldn't just end his life without causing the death of billions on Earth, let alone all those alien life forms around the universe. He sighed as he entered the portal, Gar-Teal's words echoing in his ears... --- Night fell, and I returned from the business district. I decided on a tour on Mal Co, checking out their large store of innovations and some other stuff around the place. But... the whole thing was kinda boring. You'd expect something better from a rather large company, but their grey walls and sense of bureaucracy made it quite dull. Sure, there was some great architecture and good contrast of modern technology and plants, but there wasn't really anything that excited me there. As I entered my doors, I could see my family wasn't at home. Typical. Usual late-night shifts. Ever since my mother decided to actually take of me, we were beginning to struggle with our balance. To make up for it, my mother went back to work. My soggy cereal laid on the messy counter, put there since this morning. The living room smelled nice, despite a few old bottles that still reeked of beer smell... I didn't mind it, but obviously cleaning them and putting them up on display on a shelf didn't help us. The TV was on stand-by, as well as most appliances in my house. Sure enough, I put my back against my couch's wrinkly cushions, drinking a cold cup of tea while I prepared for another day... tomorrow, I'd wake up and get outside, no questions asked. Well, more or less. First, I fell asleep on my couch. Second... ...eight hours later, I was listening to everything. Morning world, nice to see all sorts of craziness in the morning news. And outside. Where's my window gone? Where are my hands?