Sonya tried to listen to the group's questions calmly but when she heard Cyril's comment, red flashed before her eyes. The next thing she knew, she felt her fist collide with his face. Luckily, she held back at the very last second so she didn't break his nose. Dusting her hands off, she turned to the Jak who had actually had a legitimate question.

"The Decimo chose you because you eight share the same characteristics and qualities that the seven Dying Will Flames represent. Some less than others." Sonya glanced at Fionn, "And some more than others." Sonya glared at Daisuke, not forgetting his idiotic remark. She then turned to Benjamin still sitting calmly on the ground. "What you can do now is think about the news I have just given to you. I know it's a lot to take in. Contrary to popular belief, I won't be forcing you into your roles. You can decide whether or not this is the path you want to take. You, on the other hand..." Sonya looked down at Naoto, "do not have a choice." At this moment, a surprise appearance of Naoto's mother caught everyone's attention. The red-haired woman hadn't seen the older woman in ages and smiled her first smile that day.

"It's nice to see you again Ms. Miku." She greeted respectfully, "I don't question the Decimo's orders but I know he sent me for good reason." When Sonya turned back to the others, a serious look graced her face once more.

"I'm giving you until tomorrow to figure out what you want to do. If you choose to become a Guardian, then meet me at Naoto's place at 3:00 sharp. We will start training there. If you don't choose to be a Guardian, then forget everything I said and enjoy your lives. But remember this, the Decimo chose you for a reason. If you want to know why, then train to become a Guardian. I promise that you won't regret it." With those words said, Sonya turned and started for Naoto's mother.

"I hope you don't mind, but it is tradition that I stay at the future Vongola boss' home." She said as she began to walk off the beach with her in tow.

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Abby didn't know what to think after all that. She was still half-deciding if this was all a dream. It seemed so indescribably out there. Who would have thought that she had the chance to become part of the Mafia? What would her parents think if she decided to go about this? Did she even [i]want[/i] to be a Sun Guardian or whatever they were called?

Abby turned to the others, a confused look on her face. "What are you guys going to do?" She asked softly. If she thought about it really hard, this was the first time she was ever given a choice to do something about her life. And this was freaking life changing. She wasn't sure if her mind could wrap around such responsibility.