Cyrus awoke in his room, sprawled out on his bed in his boxers. "How the hell did I get here?" He asked aloud. He checked his watch, "awh hell, the party!" He sprang up and grabbed some clothes out of his bag. Cyrus dressed in a white hoodie, a black T-shirt, and some grey cargo jeans. He flew out of his room, still wondering what had happened to him.

Cyrus found his way to the student center, guitar case slung over his back. He whistled as he did, and put his hands behind his head as he walked. Casually he opened the door to the Student Center, and watched as all Hell was broken loose. "Oh for f*ck's sake you guys started without me?" 

Allan was squaring off against a demon looking thing. Dani had a bloody nose, Cyrus guessed that either Allan or the demon thing had caused it. Too much stuff was going on, he didn't know what to i. He managed to push his way through the mass of supernaturals. He managed to see what was going on. Cyrus could stop the fight, but did he really want to? Yes he did, he ran out between the two angry men. "Stop this shit! Why are you even fighting?" He reached both his arms out, each aimed at both guys. He created two vector fields, they were slightly visible, as the very air seemed to be warped. "If you try to attack each other, my vector fields will redirect your attacks. This was supposed to be a party, not a fight fest!" Bane hoped none of then attack him, then things would have to get messy.