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“This afternoon, a declaration of war from Reas was confirmed by Krystarian officials on the nation of San Doluca,” the newscaster announced over the broadcast channel that was always playing on the lobby television of the Krystaria National Insomnia Clinic (known as K-NIC by the regulars and staff), “Negotiations between the country heads has begun, but no immediate resolution is in sight. As feared, Krystaria and New Valley Hale are at breaking points and expected to fall into the conflict within the next twenty-four hours. At this time, no further information is known, but new reports will be brought to you here, on Channel 8 News, as developments arise. Please stay tun-”

The announcer was suddenly cut off as one of the receptionists changed the station to a generic sitcom. She sighed and turned to one of her coworkers, “That’s the last thing the people of this clinic need to hear. They’re stressed and sleepless enough as it is.”

As light chatter resounded among the patients waiting in the lounge, I sat in a chair in the corner, my hand nervously drumming on the armrest as I stared intently at the antique door. None of the people I really knew had shown up yet today and I was starting to get anxious. A middle-aged man across from me seemed to notice my fidgeting and moved over next to me. “Liam or Xiao haven’t been here yet today, have they?” He questioned.

I shook my head in dismay, “Nope... I hope they will soon though...” I felt my sleep-deprived eyes start to dampen as the bell on the tattered door jingled. Creaking as it opened, an older woman stepped in from the dusky colors outside; I felt my heart sank as I snuffed my nose.

There were only about 8 of us in the room as we waited for 8 o’clock to roll around. You see, here at the K-NIC, a small, historically restored medicine house, research is done in three 8-hour shifts: morning, afternoon, and night. With only a few handfuls of people suffering from insomnia in the world, funding for its research is low and held in self-establish and supplied centers. This institute is funded by an old woman named Agatha Witherstein; the woman who had just walked in. “Good evening, Madam Aggie!” chimed everyone, including the receptionists. Everyone at the clinic loved Madam Aggie, as she was commonly called, because of her kind heart. She suffered from insomnia like the rest of us and had devoted her life to help those that suffered from it with her, opening her vacation home in Krystaria as the K-NIC clinic almost 15 years ago with only 6 patients. That number has expanded to 50 now, mostly in the last 5 years with the onset of war, one of those being myself.

Madam Aggie waved to everyone and exited the room through the back door to her private quarters. As she passed by me, she smiled faintly and winked. She knew it calmed me down, even though we did it day after day, but it was her way of reassuring that my friends would be coming.

At 7:55, the nurses started escorting us to our rooms for the evening. Just as the opened the doors to let us in, the front door burst open as Linde (a girl who had more recently begun attending the clinic) announced her presence. As if the loud bang of the door against the wall weren’t enough, she also had to tack on an extended “Heeeeey!” as she waltzed through the open door.

“Good evening, Linde. Decided to show up tonight, yes?” Madam Aggie questioned from behind the desk. Linde give a bright smile as she joined the crowd as they caravanned into the hall. Agatha came out of the door from the office and informed us of the plans for tonight. “Daniel, Linde, Paige, Alan, Martha, and...Cyrus, you’ll be downstairs tonight.” Half the group moved toward the basement stairway. “The rest of you will be upstairs. Have a wonderful night, everyone. Perhaps we can make some breakthroughs!”
I smiled happily to myself, knowing that both Liam and Xiao would be nearby.

“Well, I wonder how things will be after dark tonight...” Liam stated, thinking aloud. “With the starting war and all, do think things will follow along...in Another Time?”

“Heh... Probably. You’re usually on the ball with that stuff, Liam.” Xiao smirked and nodded her head a bit.

“Personally, I don’t care... Just as long as you guys are there with me.” I tacked onto the end. They both smiled and headed towards their rooms. Both of them had become like family to me since they had come to the institute and I depended on them to keep me on the sane side of my BPD and insomnia.

I walked into my room for the night and Jocelyn, one of the nurses, soon came in and set up the equipment. Here in Arkos, technology is quite developed, so instead of being uncomfortably rigged up to cords and machines, the sensors were built INTO the rooms themselves. Once activated, patients are given a crystal-like bracelet which acts as a transmitter to the devices.

The rooms are all furnished with a futon, mini-fridge stocked with necessities, toilet facilities, a collection of books and magazines, as well as other various items in order to keep everyone as comfortable as possible; each room is like a small suite in a hotel. Once set up, the room is locked, and you are left to your own business. I, myself, prefer to pace. Wall to wall, door to window, back and forth until my legs get tired, but that’s only during day; for night sessions, I sit on the futon, waiting until just after sundown...

This is when Another Time emerges from the lightless world. The best term for the shift would be ‘time dilation:’ everything seems to slow down; movement, thoughts, time itself, blurs until a near frozen state where detail becomes unimaginable and colors smudge like water on an ink print. Yet, within a moment’s notice, definition and process return to the senses, but you don’t find yourself in the world you came from. While similar, it’s just not quite the same. This is why most people find it dreamlike, but we know it’s not. Twilightwalkers, those of us who DON’T sleep during this time, know this is no dream. It’s a real world!

...And now, it had fallen under chaos. I looked out the window and saw the epitome of corruption beginning; a world where those without scruples could run free. Small fires and juvenile vandalism could be seen up and down the street. It was nothing the police couldn’t handle, but something more than this seemed amiss... Perhaps the Amber-darkened sky? Not irregular, but possibly ominous...

In my deep thought, I suddenly heard loud thumping against the door. In Another Time, the K-NIC was an old, abandoned hotel, so it didn’t take any more than a couple impacts to trample down the door. Through the riled dust, two shadows appeared. “There’s another one in here too!” Suddenly, one of the two sprinted towards me, fist coiled behind him, ready to strike.

I let out a pitiful squeak and ducked to the floor as the man stumbled over me as he attempted to punch my face. The other began to ravage the room, taking any loose articles he could get his hands on. The man who attacked me had fallen, tumbled, and crashed into the wall, causing the window frame above him to break loose and fall to the ground outside. Taking advantage of the opening, I quickly jumped up, leapt forward, and, stepping off the man’s head, flung myself out the opening where the window had just been.

Now, a normal person would just assume this to be crazy, but in this world, Twilightwalkers seemed to have powers: able to control gravity at will. As I breeched the house, I quickly shifted the gravity about me toward, the house, gently landed on the decaying siding, and snuck around to the alley beside the house where I and the others typically met. As I walked along the building’s side toward the ground, I rotated my weight back to the ground and crouched behind a garbage can, waiting for the others to arrive, hopefully, unharmed. “What in the hell is going on here?”

Ok, so basically, have your character arrive, be escorted to their room, experience the change, and then kick ass (or not) however they prefer! Meet in the back alley with Ander! XD The thugs will look like ordinary people, but under some kind of unknown influence. Have fun! ^_^

P.S.- Sorry about the wall of text... T_T

[malkuth defect]

"I've always loved that rough noise that windows make when they're forced open. How it's followed by exposing a gallant whirling sensation of wind in that carresses your face in that gentle, almost intimate way. It's almost as though you have some deep connection with that breeze. Like it's an old, forgotten friend..." I sighed as I held my arms out before the window letting the wind take me up in its arms.

"Liam, sometimes you just sound... ridiculous, you know." Xiao laughed behind me.

I turned slowly. A smirk sprawled across my dull features. I came to sit down with her, straightening my glasses with a shove. "I suppose my inner monologue gets outside sometimes, hmm? No matter, it means enough to me."

I laughed as she gave me a strange look as if to say 'Whatever, Liam. I guess you usually have some reason for everything'. Silence swept over, but neither of us seemed to mind for the first few minutes. Then the sound of yelling and guns erupted from the distant streets. I quickly got up and closed the windows. And it's gone in a flash.

"You really can't stand that, can you, Liam?" Xiao said. She stretched before continuing, "Well, not that many of us can."

"I don't know how they can stand causing more disturbances like that." I noticed Ander entering the room out of the corner of my eye, threw him a smile, and continued my thoughts aloud. "Well, I wonder how things will be after dark tonight with the starting war and all, do think things will follow along...in Another Time?”

“Heh... Probably." Xiao cocked her head and waved to Ander. "You’re usually on the ball with that stuff, Liam.”

“Personally, I don’t care... Just as long as you guys are there with me.” Ander said. He always seemed to know just what to say. I couldn't help but to smile.

"Well, Ander, I'm sorry to cut this short, but I think I'll hit the hay." I stood up and walked towards my room.

The bed beneath me and the bracelet around my wrist, I felt just as I did every other night. I unbuttoned my shirt and examined the locket it had been hiding. Inside I knew I would find the same, familiar picture, of my sister and me. Smiling, happy, carefree. Unknowing and oblivious to the harsh world around us. I didn't need to open it to see her face.

Then like every night, I breathed out slowly and I focused on the space before me. So concentrated, hoping and wishing that tonight I might see her again. I skewed the dimensional planes to my will, searching for her, but like every attempt, this one came to no fruition. She was lost among all dimensions.

As I closed the plane, I looked up to find a man before me, his eyes wide and dilated, but his expression blank and dull. My intense focus must have distracted me from noticing his entrance, but he fell on me, forcing down his full weight. I struggled to free myself while another man joined in his effort.

They pulled me off my bed, but I managed to loose myself onto the floor. All I needed was that moment to open the planes again and save my skin. The dimensions I found wouldn't matter, I didn't need too much concentration now, just timing. As one man extended his arms towards me, I snapped the planes shut around his elbows and kicked the other in the face. He sprawled to the floor, and his comrade hung there, his arms still suspended, but his forearms invisible to this dimension. His blood spewed across the floor from his elbows.

In shock, I quickly jolted out my door and lunged down the fire escape. My first instinct was to head towards a dark space. The alley.
Once my senses overcame me, I could see the blood on my hands and still exposed chest. I vomitted and began to breathe deeply. What was happening?

[asui]

Hooking my thumbs through the electric blue belt fastened around the waist of my short metallic-silver dress, I half-walked, half-skipped towards the basement door. Tad, one of the only male nurses (and an attractive one at that), walked beside me.

“Having a good day, Linde?” He flashed a bright white smile at me. I shrugged nonchalantly, grinning.

“Her favorite club reopened!” Paige chirped in from behind us.

“Ohh, that must be great for you, then!” Like most of the faculty here, he was pretty tolerant of all of our hobbies. As we started down the stairs, the three of us chatted a little about how businesses had been closing and reopening lately. Cyrus, one of the few people that was newer to the clinic than me, even added in a few comments. Before long, however, Tad had to help the others get settled into their rooms. Paige and I leaned against the wall outside the room that had recently become my favorite, due to the bright pink wallpaper.

“So, what do you think will happen in Another Time tonight?” I asked her conversationally.

Paige frowned. “I don’t know for sure… But it feels kinda weird. Like maybe something might go down.”

I smiled at her. “Well, whatever happens, I’ll be here for you.” I gave her a thumbs up, giggling. I was finding that I was having a little difficulty staying one hundred percent serious. Then I slipped into my room.

A few minutes later, I laid on the bed, my black platform shoes kicked off onto the floor, crystal bracelet secure on my wrist. My blue and white head phones were blaring techno into my ears. I was relaxed, but nowhere near sleepy. If I had thought I’d get some sleep, I wouldn’t have shown up.

However, between my relaxed state and the crazily-loud music, I almost didn’t notice Another Time approaching. But the minute it arrived, I knew something was off. I snapped off my music. A few seconds later, my door was kicked down and a dark figure peeked carefully around the doorway. Judging by the near and distant banging sounds, I guessed my door wasn’t the only one being knocked down.

“Hey! Found another one! And she’s cute, too!” A gruff voice shouted down the hallway. My fists automatically clenched. Whoever these people were, they didn’t mean us any good. Deciding not to wait for him to come to me, I raced towards him, despite the fact that he was probably at least a good foot taller than me. Grunting angrily, I kneed him in the crotch, and then quickly punched him in the nose. I felt a crunch under my knuckles and he howled in pain, blood gushing down his face. Hearing footsteps from the far end of the hallway, I ran for the stairwell, leaving the man groaning on the floor. Just as I reached the foot of the stairs, I heard a popping sound, almost like the type you’d hear from a gun with a silencer. I instinctively whirled around and concentrated on the area around me, increasing the gravity there to form a protective shield. I heard several tinkling sounds, as if something glass had hit the floor. I knelt, discovering several small glass dart-like objects. Being careful not to prick myself, I slid one into my pocket. Then, I ran up the stairs.

I reached the main hall. I didn’t trust going out onto the main street, so I snuck into the kitchen and left through a side door that opened out into a dark alleyway. I could hear the sounds of fighting on the floor above me.

In the alleyway, I saw a familiar figure… Liam, covered in blood. He appeared to be okay, but I looked around before I stepped out of the shadows. Then, I noticed another familiar figure kneeling behind the trash.

“Ander!” I spoke a little louder than necessary. “Mind telling me what the heck is going on?” I turned to Liam. “You okay?”

[Sheepo]

I yawned and stretched as I listened to Liam talk to the window and smiled. I was in one of my better moods today. Coming to the clinic usually did put me in that sort of mood. It added to my routine. Another thing to keep me occupied. People to surround myself with. People like me. I hated to admit it, but I was becoming rather attached to the people here.

Liam turned around slowly as I laughed lightly, a slight smile on his face. He sat beside me and pushed up his glasses. "I suppose my inner monologue gets outside sometimes, hmm? No matter, it means enough to me." He said.

I just laughed again, he always had a reason for something anyway. It was cute. There was a relaxed silence between us for a while. Then came the sudden sound of yelling and guns from the distant streets. Liam rushed to close the windows.

"You really can't stand that, can you, Liam?" I asked, then stretched again. "Well, not that many of us can…"
I had to stop myself from thinking about my parents.

"I don't know how they can stand causing more disturbances like that."

I then noticed Ander. He was a really adorable guy, I half wanted to adopt him or something.

“I wonder how things will be after dark tonight... With the starting war and all, do think things will follow along...in Another Time?” Liam thought aloud.

“Heh... Probably." I nodded slightly and waved to Ander with a warm smile. "You’re usually on the ball with that stuff, Liam.”

“Personally, I don’t care... Just as long as you guys are there with me.” Ander added.
I couldn’t help smiling, he always said cute things like that.

"Well, I'm sorry to cut this short, but I think I'll hit the hay." Liam said and made his way to his room.

I decided to do so as well, seeing as we knew where our rooms were for the night. I nodded to Ander and gave a small wave to Paige before I left. I wanted to get to know her a little more, as her gravity power was flight, and she could teach me a lot.

As usual, once Another Time was upon us I practiced using my powers by floating around the room, in lazy swimming motions just for fun, my long sleeves floating as if underwater.

However I had barely started when I sensed something was different, and not in a particularly good way. I yawned and landed slowly. I was about to walk to the door just to check outside when suddenly a burly man burst in. I sighed as he charged at me. I just couldn’t be bothered. Before he got too close I flicked up my arm, my long sleeve making contact. He was suddenly lifted slightly into the air and slowly floated towards me with a rather suprised expression.

I lightly pushed him aside and was about to walk out the door when I saw more thugs. Sighing agitatedly I jumped and glided out the open window.

I realised this was a mistake as soon as I saw how high I was. I couldn’t maintain myself in the air just like that. As I heard the man in my room thunk to the floor, I fell.

“Well, this can’t be too goo- oof!” I fell onto something – a person.

“Oh, hey Paige.” I smiled and waved briefly as we got up off the floor. It looked like she was flying out of her window just as I fell onto her.

“Ouch… Hi Xiao.” She replied, looking around nervously as I lazily dusted myself down.

“Alley as usual?” I suggested.
“Alley as usual.” She smiled and nodded.

I ran behind her as she flew. When we reached the alley we found Ander, Linde and Liam already there, it seemed Linde had also just arrived.

“Ander!” Linde exclaimed. “Mind telling me what the heck is going on?” She turned to Liam. “You okay?”

“Well,” I said as we approached, “Looks like you guys were having fun too.”

[ChobiChibi]

Paige – “Forget it” Breaking Benjamin

Today had been a relatively good day in Paige’s books. College hadn’t been so bad, although she was now positive that there was no reason to have had to sweep the shavings from her eraser off onto the floor that many times. Thankfully, nobody had seemed to notice. It was an art class; using the eraser that many times would have been necessary for some people. Although, that little mark she left on the page in the wrong place was starting to bug her, and she wasn’t completely one hundred percent sure that she’d written her name on her work, but that didn’t matter now. Or did it?

No, of course not! Now she was in the car on the way to the Insomnia Research Clinic. She twiddled her thumbs as she watched the world go by sat in the back seat of her parent’s car, her father driving and her mother scribbling in a note book, sighing as she turned around to find her daughter absentmindedly staring and her thumbs whirling around each other with great speed and precision.

“Paige, I thought you said you were doing better today?” Her mother scolded, snapping Paige out of her little daze.

“I am doing better today, Mom.” She chirped, smiling softly. “I haven’t tapped my foot to the radio all the way here. Oh!” She paused, looking down to find her foot moving in time with the beat. “I didn’t notice that.”

Her mother rolled her eyes and turned around again, growling in frustration as she continued to scribble in the book. Her father’s expression was neutral. He didn’t approve of the way that his wife treated his daughter’s condition by writing down every single development, but he could see how it was frustrating for her to watch as her child lost more and more sleep.

Finally, they pulled up in the driveway of the Clinic. A grin plastered itself on her face as she saw her friend, Cyrus, just about to go through the doors. She ran up to him, quickly said hello and, realising she hadn’t said goodbye to her parents, she ran back to them, hugging them both before heading inside.

Just after Linde arrived, Madam Aggie announced where they would be staying for the night. Paige was a little confused as to why she was downstairs today; she didn’t like the tiny windows they had down there, even if they were better for shutting out the noise. At least Cyrus would be there, as would Linde, she really enjoyed their company. She supposed they reminded her of her college friends in a way, except they knew her secret, so she could relax more.

“I thought you said you weren’t coming tonight, Paige?” Cyrus asked her as they headed down the corridor towards their rooms. “Something about your family?”

“Oh, it was my Uncle’s birthday today, we were going to go out for a meal with him, but I didn’t want to go.” She answered, looking down at the floor to make sure she stepped in the middle of the tiles, and not on the lines. “I was hoping I might actually get some sleep tonight.”

Her attention was drawn to Linde as she conversed with the Nurse. He was quite good looking, she would have to admit, but really not her type. He knew too much about her.

“Having a good day, Linde?” He asked, smiling at her.

Oh! I know why! “Her favourite club reopened!” Paige chimed, carefully avoiding standing on a line as she let her concentration lapse for a few seconds.

They continued to talk for a while as they were being shown to their rooms. “So, what do you think will happen in Another Time tonight?” Linde asked as they stood outside their rooms.

Paige frowned. “I don’t know for sure… But it feels kinda weird. Like maybe something might go down.”

Linde smiled at her. She always did like it when she was cheerful. “Well, whatever happens, I’ll be here for you.” She replied, giggling and giving her the thumbs up before going into her room.

Paige pushed open the door next to Linde’s and looked around. It’s this room... The room with the loose window. I suppose they are a little considerate today. Carefully, she slipped the bracelet over her thin wrist and settled down on the bed, taking a fair few minutes to be able to settle in exactly the right position. She was right, today she did feel tired. Slowly, she closed her eyes, humming a little tune that helped her relax, her mind completely empty of thought for once.

She was nearly there. She was nearly asleep.

BANG!

Paige woke up with a start, sitting up abruptly and glancing anxiously around the room. She noticed the door seemed to be hanging slightly strangely and there was a little dent by the handle. Why would the nurses have to break the doors? They had keys didn’t they?

BANG!

Without warning, Paige shot through the air with her eyes closed, straight through the window and out into the open air. She landed face first on the ground, however, when something fell on top of her.

“Oh, hey Paige.”

She looked up, finding Xiao standing above her, smiling and waving as they both got to their feet. “Ouch! Hi Xiao.” She managed to say, looking over her shoulder. Is someone still on my back?

“Alley as usual?” She suggested, snapping Paige back into focus.

“Alley as usual.” She smiled and nodded, her feet soon lifting off the ground as she flew about 5 feet from the ground, Xiao following behind her.

Unfortunately, Paige found it rather difficult to catch much of the conversation as they arrived at the alley. For one, she really couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was still on her back, so she had to keep checking. Secondly, even though she’d brushed herself off before getting to the alley, she couldn’t help but dust herself off some more, just to make sure every single little spec of dust had gone. After all, her dress was cream in colour, dirt would stand out like a sore thumb!

[darktyranitar]

Moses
Why do you think project rooms look like the cells in Riker's
I'm explaining the significance or the reason behind it
There preparing your children for the prison environment



Moses nervously twiddled with his thumb as he paced around the room. Tonight – just as the other night – he was not looking forward to the upcoming event: Another Time. A parallel existence. A different world.

He then got up, went towards one wall, and, cautiously, pressed his right ear towards it. He couldn’t explain why he exactly does it; it was something he picked up after the expulsion from his homeland. Perhaps the memory of seeing the wall of his house unexpectedly shattered under the impact of a high-velocity projectile persists through the past five years… but then again, he had seen worse.

With the trivial routine done, Moses went back to where he started, picked up a pencil, and began to sketch on a sketch book (which was neatly placed upon a stack of blank papers and some other utensil – probably there for the artistic or uninterested). This was yet another one of his habit, although this one goes back when he was still six years old.

Some time passed, and Moses wondered how long it has been since he arrived in the room – they didn’t put any clocks. He figured out that he has been in the room for about ten minutes now, but he wouldn’t be so sure about that; after all, hasn’t one man has said that time is relative?

It was only then did he noticed a change in his surrounding – in both the sense of dimension and time.

It is time…

Dear God, let me live to see another dusk.


Alive upon arrival, Moses was immediately confronted by a man. While there wasn’t anything particularly strange in finding a man here, Moses was quick to recognize the dull and lethargic look on his face.

As if one who was under an influence of something… or someone.

It wasn’t hard to predict what was to happen next; giving out nothing more than a grunt, the man grabbed Moses’ shoulder, and rammed him on the wall, full force. As he took the impact of the shove, Moses gave a small smile.

They think they can shove me, just like they did to my kind long, long time ago. Remind them of the good old days…

Not no more.

The next thing the man knew, the floor beneath him dipped unexpectedly, and he was now buried up to his waist.

Dear God, I never knew I could do that too… ah. Violence begets violence, and all that.

“So, tell me.” Moses knelt before the man. “What’s going on here?”

The man said nothing, but he pointed towards the door. Within moment, there came a rush of footsteps, accompanied with a great deal of commotion. Moses predicted that there were about five to seven men outside.

“Aha. It seems that your friends are here, eh.... Well. Well, I suppose I should be going then. Peace.”

And with that, he leapt out of the window, as the mob rushed in.


Moses whistled, his hand gripping the recently formed stone intrusion.

“…it’s a long way down, eh? Makes me wish I could fly instead…”


Ten minutes later, Moses approached the group, a hand raised in a gesture of salutation. “Peace be with you all.” He then stopped, snickered, and then pointed towards the building behind him. “I was… hah, hanging around that place just now... that’s the last time I’m going to climb down from a place so high… yes, it’s why I was so late, I apologize. So. Now?”

[Ansem]

Cyrus wearing his favorite button up shirt, strolled down the street and turned the corner to get on the street of the clinic. It was then he saw Paige in the car that drove by him, and dropped her off. She started to run full speed at Cyrus to give him the hello and hug he always got, but then Paige looked like she remembered somthin and she ran back to give a nice farewell to her parents.

"Jeez Paige can you calm down, I know we are insomniacs but you still have to be calm in the nighttime!"

Inside of him his stomach lurched. He always had a liking to Paige, from the beginning. He thought she was the most beautiful woman on the planet.

"If i could only tell her." He said under his breath.

Cyrus walked into the doors with Paige and he took a seat and put his headphones on and blasted some R&B music. Tapping his foot to the beat he noticed that Madam Aggie walked in. He quickly took his headphones off. She cleared her throat and said the names of the people downstairs. He found out he was downstairs along with Daniel, Linde, Paige, Alan, and Martha. His heart leaped when he found out with his friends. He was so glad that he was able to come off the streets and make friends. He started to walk down stairs talking with Linde, Paige, and Tad, a male nurse who Linde was obviously crushing on.

“Hey when I was walking down the street, I was thinking about another time is going to be like,” He said to Paige and Linde quietly as Tad walked ahead going to sort everyone into their rooms. Paige and Linde didn’t hear him and walked away.

“Oh, Cyrus, You are in the room at the end of the hallway,” Tad said. He walked by Paige and Linde talking, and it turns out they were talking about the question he just asked. Something was up. They know something he doesnt. He wondered what it was? He walked down to his room and put his headphones back in. While he was listening to the music he practiced his gravity power. H took a Darth Vader action figure and started to push and pull it by controlling his center of gravity onto the figure. He took the headphones out as he saw Another Time approach. He heard very faint banging and then he heard someone coming down he stairs. They were angry, they were coming fast, and they weren’t coming to be the first ones to sell their chocolate bars. He knew this was going to be a fight. And he wasn’t going to lose.

The door suddenly busted open, and a burly guy walked into the room. “You are coming with me.” He decided to start toying with him. He swung the first punch and Cyrus quickly launched himself to the side and then behind the burly man. He looked confused so Cyrus tapped him on the back. He turned around and threw another punch, but Cyrus then launched himself over him, and tapped him once more. Another burly man walked into Cyrus' room.

“Hey whats taking you so long?”

This guy likes to play around,” announced the first burly man.

“This wont take long.” said the second man.

“Big Mistake!” Cyrus almost laughed saying it. The two men ran after him and he lifted them up and smashed them together putting a central gravity on each of them, making them collide. Then Cyrus sent both of them out the window. “Bye Bye,” he sung. Cyrus then put the central gravity back on him and started to do the quick dashing he does to get to the Alley. When he was there after a couple seconds everyone was there in a loud chatter.

“May I ask, what the hell is going on here?”