[center][h2]YULIAN[/h2][/center]

"What the fuck do you want, girly?" Yulian could hear Arthur's voice as he entered the locker room, and he could see that Arthur was at his locker at the far end, and Connor was close by. Yulian could not see, but Connor's face was one of intense anger, like someone who was close to their breaking point and barely holding on. But had yet to say anything.  

"Are you just looking to stare at me with that face, or what are you going to do, girly?" Arthur's preferred nickname for Connor, while Connor was just standing there fuming. Arthur had by now noticed Yulian and spoke in his usual demanding tone. "Hey, get this prick away from me, and I will even tip. I have done nothing this time." Arthur's gaze shifted back to Connor. "Hear that girly, and if you are going to do something, I dare you since I doubt you can hurt me with those weak arms of ours, and I doubt you're a Gray. So are you either going to stare at me with that pitiful gaze, or you are going to leave with that man down the way." The demeaning tone was strong in his voice. 

Arthur took a step forward and stared the still unmoving Connor in the eyes. "So what will it be, girly?"

As Yulian was walking toward Connor to get him away from Arthur, he was about to call Connor's name. Connor's body started glowing bright yellowish white, and then Connor spoke with a hateful voice to Arthur. "You deserved this!" Then he quickly unleashed a sizable concussion shockwave that knocked both Arthur and Yulian back. Arthur hit the lockers hard, while Yulian was knocked back and landed in a heap and did not move.  
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Yulian does not know how long he was knocked out on the ground. It figured it was short since when he came to. It was just him, and as his vision adjusted and the ringing in his ears started to fade. Most of the locker room was a mess, it looked like a bomb had gone off. The ceiling had holes, and some parts were on the ground. A ceiling light was hanging, somehow still on, while others were knocked out or on the ground. The lockers were either bent or broken, and Connor...  Yulian could not see Connor, but he could see Arthur. On the ground in front of his locker. He was either dead or needed to go to the hospital, given how close he was to Connor when he went off.   

Before Yulian could try to get up, he could hear Dameins's voice. "Yulian, what the hell happened, and where is Connor?"

Yulian coughed a bit before speaking as he got halfway up, [color=#B87333]"gone, he is gone, someplace not here."[/color]

Damein looked at the scene as he knelt down to check on Yulian and had a horrified expression when he saw Arthur. Running over to him and went down to check his pulse. "Oh, thank god, he is alive... I need to call an ambulance." He looked over at Yulian, "Did Connor do this?"

Yulian took a moment as he stared at Damien and hesitantly nodded.  

"Shit, I did not know he was a Gray and now...." He shook his head, "I am going to call 911, and stay there, Yulian. I do not want you to hurt yourself." 

[color=#B87333]"I am fine, you should worry about Arthur. He was right next to Connor when he went off."[/color] Yulian said as he slowly got up. He was in pain, maybe enough to warrant a trip to the hospital, but he is standing. Though he has felt worse before, he can survive this.  

Connor being a Gary, that is new. Yulian did not take him for one, and he was not registered at the gym for being one. Maybe he wanted to hide being a Gray, and today, he could not take Arthur's bullying anymore. Poor kid, causing damage to a building is one thing, but nearly killing someone like Arthur. His family will want Connor's head.

While Yulian had sympathy for Connor, and less for Arthur. This whole thing, this should not have happened and could have been prevented. If only..., as Yulian much as he wanted to remind Damein about the Arthur problem. Now was not the time, and he would rather save that for another day. When his ribs were not hurting, the chance that Arthur could die while on the way to the hospital was gone. 

But either way, Connor probably ruined his life for doing this, and now... Before Yulian could think of another word. He could see out of the corner of his eye a group of people forming in the entrance to the locker room. Turning to face them, as he could hear Damein's voice talking to the dispatcher. Yulian spoke to the crowd as he walked with pained breath towards them.    

[color=#B87333]"I know you all have questions, but things are under control."[/color] At least he thinks things cannot get worse.          

"Okay, but what about my stuff?" One of them asked. 
   
Yulian looked back at the mess of the locker room for a moment, and he turned back to the crowd.[color=#B87333]" I suggest getting your stuff now, just be careful and do not get in the way of my boss, okay?"[/color] 

The crowd seemed okay with this answer and moved past him to retrieve, maybe, damaged belongings. Actually, it would be amazing if they were not wrecked and if they could get to them, that is. He thought as he watched the crowd and then back to the rest of the intact gym. Most were in the locker room getting their stuff, and the place looked empty. Though he could see at least one person still boxing on a training dummy and a pair still playing racquetball. Apparently unfazed or just not caring about what happened.    

Still, this day went from good to worse in a heartbeat, and now he may have to take a trip to the hospital if Damien forces him to go. Though it pales in comparison to what Connor has to deal with now. Yulian shook his head in silence and went to the offices to inform the rest of the team of what had happened. They are bound to be concerned after that shockwave, and so Yulian went. Hoping that his day does not get worse.