#mod elite

Colress sat in his small dorm, trying to figure out the mystery on the red thread, tied to his finger, connecting him to his soulmate. Who was this soulmate? What did they look like? What are their interests? Have they cut the thread? The darker thoughts murmured. Colress decided to continue on another day and hope he encountered his soulmate. He continued his day in the university, looking closely at every other student’s hands to see if his thread connected to their own. In the crowds he spotted some holding hands, the threads entwined around their hands, symbolizing This is my soulmate.

Those guys are such a cute couple. He thought to himself, looking at a couple made up of three. I wonder if I’ll have soulmates, like the- His thoughts were cut off as he fell down, papers covering the floor around him when he hit the ground. He sat on his knees, collecting his papers, then looked over his shoulder to see a kid with the ugliest green hair he’d ever seen. The kid laughed at Colress with his friends, six other acne-ridden 19 year-olds.

“Have a nice trip?” The green-haired kid laughed. Colress instincively looked to his hand to see if they shared a thread, but the kid didn’t even have a string. “Oh, you thought we might’ve been soulmates? Lame gaytard. I cut mine off years ago.”

Colress stared at him in shock. “With no regard to your soulmate? They could’ve been devastated!”

He brushed it off. “Sucks for them, doesn’t it?” He shrugged. “Besides, what’s it matter to you anyways? You really looking forward to-” The kid glanced at Colress’ thread. “Y’know what?”

“Let’s pour hot water down his back!” One of the other kids shouted.

The first kid glared at him. “No, Rood.” A malicious smile grew onto his face. “Zinzolin, give me your pocket knife.”

Colress was gripped with panic. As he tried to pull away, the first kid grabbed his wrist and yanked Colress towards him. “N-no! What’re you doing?!”

As the first kid brought the knife to the thread, a student came barreling through the group and full-on tackled the green haired kid. Colress looked on in awe and thanks as the student beat up the other kid. He heard his defender say things like ‘You goddamned cunt!’ and ‘You’re a fucking douchebag!’ As he threw his punches. By the time he was done the green-haired kid was begging for mercy. Colress clapped when the fight was over, and he gradually noticed the red thread flying freely as he clapped. He saw another red thread lying on the ground that stirred as his defender stood up. Colress said a quick thanks. As his defender seemed to look older than him, he decided to go with ‘sir.’ “Erm, sir, your thread’s broken, i-if you haven’t noticed.”

As Colress’s defender, (who had told him his name was Faba) heard this, his eyes momentarily went wide as he examined his hand and the red thread attached to it. “Crap!” He cursed about the green haired kid. As he vented foul-mouthed, he started to notice the second thread dangling in the air, hanging from Colress’s hand. His words faded into mumbles then silence and an even more distraught expression ensued. “You-” He stammered. “I- We- The-” He gave up fumbling with words and simply hugged Colress unexpectedly.

Looker and Anabel were locked in a fierce game of scrabble. The chief glared at her subordinate as she put two tiles under an ‘f’ tile the detective had placed. It joined with the word ‘you’ that had been placed on her last turn. Looker read it over about three times. “Fuck you?” He grinned stupidly. “Gladly.”

Burgh’s parents were at his house, dropping off him and Brycen’s son. Little Nate had to stay with his grandparents while his dads were at work. The two had adopted the little guy, as he was only three when his parents both died. One from cancer, the other drunk driving. Burgh had felt sorry for him, and as the two continued to foster the kid, the more Brycen grew to like him, however much mess he made. “I just can’t believe my little bug catcher’s got his own son.” Burgh’s mother said, misty-eyed. “You’ve just grown up so fast!”

Burgh moved his cup of coffee out of Nate’s reach when he reached onto the table. “Mom, you’re making me feel old!” The Castelia gym leader said with a chuckle. His attention was drawn to the noise with legs as it discovered Brycen’s stash of mint chocolates.

“I want some mint chocwates!” Nate yelled. “Pwease Buwgh?” He looked at his dad with the most pleading expression he could muster.

“You’d have to ask daddy.” Burgh replied.

“But I thought you wewre my dad!”

He smiled at the small boy. “That’s true. You’ll have to ask other dad.”

As if on cue, Brycen entered the dining room, and Nate immediately latched onto his leg. “Hi, daddy!” The kid chirped.

Brycen smiled down at Nate. “And hello to you too… little homewrecker.”

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Zinzolin raced up the steps, ready to confront his boss. “Ghetsis, you must stop!”

The Plasma leader turned around, surprised by his fellow sage’s change of heart. “Why would I stop, Zinzolin? This is all we ever worked for. Does it not mean anything to you?”

“I- I’ve thought about it.” The sage stood his ground. “If we freeze the world, what will we do with it? What’s the point?”

“The point is that nothing really lasts.” Ghetsis said, stone faced. “Not nature, not life, not authority… not friendship.” He turned around with a swish of his cloak. “You’re no longer a part of this, Zinzolin. You are dead to me.”

Zinzolin felt as if his icy heart had been pierced with an ice pick. “I should never have trusted you.” He said. “I don’t know how you blew smoke into my eyes, but this was never right. But, Ghetsis, I forgive you. For everything.” As he turned to go jump into a lake or something of the sort, a hand grabbed his shoulder from behind.

A couple stood on a clifftop, gazing at the open sea below. The woman sighed and rested her head against the other’s shoulder. “Isn’t this breathtaking, Mohn?”

Mohn simply nodded, as he wasn’t one to speak much. He put his arm around her shoulders and they continued watching the last of the sun sink below the horizon. As the moon rose and the stars glimmered in the sky, the once orange ocean turned into a dark blue hue. Reflections of stars glimmered on the surface of the waves, making it seem as if the sky had melted into a deep basin.

“Have you ever seen the water so blue before?” Lusamine said suddenly. She looked onwards at the water, as if there was something only she could see there. “It reminds me of the glimpse we saw of where that strange creature lived. It was beautiful.”

Mohn was surprised by her saying this. I thought she loved me over everything else. Like I do for her. He spoke in a voice that was obviously underused, as he had to clear his throat before speaking. “But, don’t you remember how it tried to take Lillie? How could you call something-” He paused to clear his throat again. “-Something that would have done that beautiful?” Mohn remembered the event to every detail. He and his research team had successfully opened a wormhole, and had the rest of the Aether family there to see it. The prize of all of their hard work. The space hole opened into a deep blue dimension, and it was incredible. Mohn had turned his back on the wormhole for a split second when his fellow researcher Burnet had exclaimed. “What is that thing?” Mohn turned back around to see a white jellicent-like being floating nearby the hole as it went unstable and closed violently, breaking the glass separating the creature and the humans. One unlucky researcher was standing so close to the glass he was flung across the room by the force of the wormhole closing. Mohn’s daughter went to help the researcher up while the others focused on the situation at hand. The strange white being moved in a strange, swaying way. It did a sort of slow motion zigzag through the air and Mohn felt lightheaded and dizzy. His son threw up due to the dizziness the creature was causing. It slowly made its way through the room that Mohn was so disoriented when he finally realized the being had opened another hole somehow, he hadn’t been able to hear hysterical screaming. He looked at the being, which now seemed to be holding something. Lusamine was quicker to react than Mohn, screaming at the being to let their child go. The Aether parents were rushing to help Lillie as a blur managed to make it there before them, screaming some sort of battle cry. Either that or pure rage. They jumped at the being and grabbed it by the tentacles, and yet it kept going. Others came and grabbed onto them, who turned out to be Burnet. The being finally let go of its load, and managed to shake Burnet off before disappearing into the hole. The wormhole closed, this time more gently. The lab was a mess, some people were still disoriented, but the Aether family was still whole.

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