Fun Family Reunion? Don't Be Absurd!

[Firebreath Fishslap]

The moment Gantz rushed at Felix, Kyle released his restraints on him. He didn't look stunned at Gantz's power, but right now, Kyle's anger was manifesting in his absolute lack of emotion. He turned around and walked toward Double D, and then put his arms around him in an embrace.

Crow took a step back at Gantz's outburst, though it was the words he was saying rather than the power he was expressing that was scaring her the most. Who would have thought Gantz had it in him? She flew toward the hole in the wall to get a better look at Felix as Gantz continued on with his expression of power. Once Felix finally flew away, she didn't show any expression other than hatred toward him.

She turned toward Patchouli as she made her comment and nodded. "He didn't deserve that kind of power. I don't even know how someone like him managed to get it without being the next Lucifer or something like that."

Kyle was still embracing Double D. "It's going to be okay," Kyle said softly. "It's not your fault. It's going to be okay."

[42zombies]

There was a slight chuckle, and the sound of two hands clapping.

"I knew it was coming, but I didn't expect it to be so volatile! You guys got torn apart by a single act of violence. I can't wait to see how you react to what's to come."

The familiar voice was giddy, drunk on hate and betrayal and violence. Trump was standing in the open doorway, apparently having let himself in. His smile was sadistic, and his eyes were hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses.

"You really can't trust anyone; not when they pretend they're more than balls of hate." He said, swaggering into the room confidently. He seemed to have an aura of invincibility about him; he felt like he couldn't be touched.

"Like you said, Felix pretended to be a decent person; they're the ones you have to look out for." Trump said, inspecting the room like he owned the place. "People like me-- ones who know we're messed up-- you can trust us to do something messed us. You can count on us to be monsters.

"That's why I'm the only trustworthy friend you really have, Edd." Trump mocked.

[gantzgun74]

As Wally attempted to comfort Double D, Otto glared at Trump with a snarl. “You shut up, and get the f#$% outta here.” The LAST thing this scene needed was someone like Trump to make things worse; the fact that Otto wasn’t in a good mood helped things. “We don’t need you here, you little psycho…”

With Gantz, he took deep breaths, calming himself as he watched Felix fly off. He wanted little more then to shoot Felix out of the sky, teach him a thousand and one painful lessons in humility, until Hell looked like a fresh spring breeze, by comparison. Thankfully, the boy knew better then to let such emotions overcome him, so he regained himself. “Are you okay, child?” Came Soul Calibur, with a concerned voice. “Your brain activity is pretty high.”

“I’m just pissed as hell…” Gantz took a few more deep breaths, before spitting on the ground, obviously to spite Felix. “But I’m calm now…” Looking back to the House of Blue Leaves, Gantz suddenly felt an odd energy in the building. “Huh?”

When Soul Calibur felt the energy herself, a deep seething hatred entered her being… But she had no idea why…

[An obvious play at the shard of Soul Edge Trump has in him.]

[nintendonut1]

"What.... oh, come ON," Raz groaned in exasperation at Trump's entrance. "Really?! Now, of all the times you could waltz in here, you chose right this second?"

"Oh, HELL no." Eddy stood in front of his pal protectively with an irate pout. "Nobody wants to hear your anarchist BS, so just come back when things AREN'T as depressing, will ya?"

As the dust began to settle and attention slowly shifted back to Eddward, he was limp in Kyle's embrace, and tears would not seem to stop flowing. Over time, he had ascended from soft, voiceless sobs into small whimpers.

And then finally, when it bluntly hit him just what had happened, that the one he once adored, shared a life with, gave up so much for, was gone, probably for good, Double D broke out into loud, uncontrolled wails of misery, burying his face into Kyle's vest and crying harder than he ever had before. This was mind-shattering. This was heart-breaking. It was worse than the soul names, worse than the demon child, worse than even the Wizard.

The one he trusted most in his life... was gone.

[Felix Falora]

"Get out," Trevor snarled. His voice was so low, yet his anger was so high. And then, seeing that Kyle had everything under control from Edd's end, he stood up, swords drawn, and walked towards Trump, slashing at him, forcing him to back away to avoid getting hurt. "Get out now! Go away! Leave us alone, you fucking prick! Take your bullshit to someone who cares, go away, leave us alone! Go away now! Leave us alone, go away! Now!"

King looked up at the sky, fists balled up. "You know what? You really are a fucking prick. If you're so loving, so considerate, oh so very benevolent, then why did this happen, huh? Was this part of your grand scheme, was this part of your desires? Did you really do this out of love, huh?! Tell me, God, why did this happen?! Were you just fucking with us for fun?! Were you aiming to have a good laugh?! Or were you slacking off on the job?! Did your almighty eye miss this, huh?! ANSWER ME, YOU FAKE, UNREALISTIC FUCKER! IF YOU'RE SO OMNISCIENT AND OMNIPOTENT, YOU COULD AT LEAST GIVE ME A FUCKING RESPONSE!"

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Kyle didn't notice Trump's arrival. By this point, Double D was sobbing into his chest, and that was the only thing he cared about right now. He pulled Double D a little closer to him and let him cry it all out.

Crow hadn't seen Trump come in, so when he did, his presence was a little startling. She glared at him, especially as he went into his explanation. She had to admit she agreed with several of his points, but now was not the time! She formed several shadow feathers and threw them at Trump as Trevor rushed at him.

"Get the hell out! Now's not the fucking time!" Crow yelled.

Mr. Copycat had remained silent since he had confirmed what had happened. Most of the group seemed to have forgotten he was there. But when Trump waltzed in, he calmly limped toward him. After Trevor sliced at Trump and Crow threw her feathers, Copycat unsheathed the blade in his cane and held it at Trump's throat.

"Please leave," Mr. Copycat said. "If you hurt these people in their time of grief, I don't think I'll be able to control myself."

Crow felt a lump in her throat as King cursed the heavens. Maybe she was fallen, maybe she wasn't, but it hurt to see people curse God like this.

[42zombies]

"So quick to violence!" Trump exclaimed, laughing at the attacks that were launched at him. He didn't even dodge them; he let them hit him with their full impact. He had cuts in his jacket and he gripped his shoulder in pain, but he still smiled.

"I'm not here to fight you." He explained. "I came because my friend was in pain. And, because I think I can offer some of you a little closure."

He chuckled. "I'm powerful enough to enact some twisted justice for you. Let me hunt down Felix for you and I'll make sure he pays for what he did."

[gantzgun74]

"FORGET IT."

Walking through the hole he had created due to his attack, Gantz glared crossly at Trump. "Look, it's not that I don't care about Double D's well-being, or for the fact that the little f@#$er killed Masahiro..." He looked around a moment. "I'm probably not even speaking for anyone in here, but myself, but I'll say it anyway." He cleared his throat, before he dusted off his jacket...

"Felix isn't worth it. The only reason we attacked him was due to spur of the moment. He's gone now, let's just leave it at that."

That lead to quite a few confused looks. "What the hell are you talking about?!" Otto growled angrily, glaring at the boy. "This bastard KILLED Masahiro, and we're just gonna let him WALK?!?"

"If the everyone followed the rule 'an Eye for an Eye', the whole world would go blind." The boy commented calmly. "Sides, as some people here apparently think, God has a way with screwing with people's lives." He glared pointedly at King, "So let him do his job."

Though he had clearly showed where his beliefs lie, he looked to Double D with a sad stare. "Double D, I'm so sorry."

[nintendonut1]

"I agree," Fletcher spoke up. "Hunting him down would be a waste of time and effort that could be put elsehwere right now."

"Not to mention kinda suicidial, considering his godmode-like powers," Raz added in his two-cents as well. "And I REALLY doubt that's what Double D would really want anyways."

Even as he was mentioned, none of this was reaching Eddward. He remained in Kyle's arms for the duration of his emotional breakdown, his cries gradually descending back into broken whimpers. He didn't listen to the conversation, didn't hear the bedroom doors opening, the entering of others...

...he only heard the soft voice of the one he had sworn to protect.

"D...D... Doble Dee..."

At first, the Angel of Light was terribly ashamed to lift his head and look his charge in the eye, even as the silver-haired boy knelt down beside him. "...j....je...." He began to tremble all over again. "...désolé....d-d-désolé...!"

"Non, non...!" Percy was in tears himself, though they were less; he was beginning to run out of them after the last few days of mourning. He threw his arms around his dear Guardian and shook his head. "Non, non, ce n'est pas équitable... je n'ai pas voulu que vous ayez perdu votre spécial aussi...!"

"...désolé.... désolé... je tu ai rates... j'ai raté chacun...désolé...!"

(in case everyone forgot the translator I use: webtranslation.paralink.com/ )

[Felix Falora]

King glared back at Gantz and snarled. Trevor grabbed King and shook his head, then looked at Gantz. "Now is not the time, ok?!" He then looked at King. "And you... stop it, ok? In case you haven't notice, Double D is an angel, meaning he directly serves the same fucking diety you just cursed out! I never thought I'd ever say this in my entire life, but... quit it with the fucking blasphemy!"

"This isn't fair," Lucy said, coming out with Percy. "This isn't fair. That sick, twisted, manipulative..." Her fists were clenched and she just started punching the nearest object to her. Thankfully enough, it was a couch. "Why why why why why would he do this, why?!" Even despite her intelligence... in the end, she really was just only a child.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Kyle stayed where he was at, even as Percy appeared and threw his arms around Double D as well. Maybe it was stupid, but Kyle felt he had to protect Double D. He couldn't let anyone hurt him worse, not after what happened. At that moment, Kyle made a decision. No matter what, he would protect Double D and defend him from everyone who would try to harm him. If he had to go to hell and back to protect him, he would do it.

"Yeah, while I'd love to kill him, that stupid little overpowered bitch would just have to go into Apocalypse Angel mode to kill us," Crow growled.

Mr. Copycat gave Trump a look before sheathing his cane's blade. He leaned on his cane a bit more before looking toward Lucy. He sighed. "Because he has grown mad and arrogant from his power. No being, man or mortal, should possess that much power. That is the true fault here, that he managed to gain that much power in the first place."

[B gal]

"Oh, dear Mr. Trump, you're so full of shit."
"Please for the love of god, do your dear angel of light you looked up to a favor, and stop acting so high above it."

Walking out from behind Trump was a human looking thin teenage girl with long orange hair, silver eyes, pale skin and dressed in a black top hat, and a pure white classic ring-leader outfit with a black sparkling bow tie. She was holding a black stick with a white orb in her hand.

She looked silently at the poor broken angel of light. She decided to comfort him, even though she knew that things will work out in the end. But, best not to show off her powers she still has beyond the circus. It's not because of Trump's little gift, she has the only proper power against it. She just want to screw with Trump's head.

She went up to poor Eddward, sat down next to him, and put a shoulder around him, looking completely concerned.

"Dear angel of light, with wings that sparkled in the dawn,
Do you don't mind as I asked you what's wrong?"

[42zombies]

"That's why you need me."

Trump grinned, his teeth shining like razor blades. "I'm strong enough to take the angel on head-to-head. Anything he throws at me will just get thrown back at him." He giggled, pushing his eyeglasses back up his nose.

"Besides, I'm your enemy, aren't I?" Trump asked. "Chances are, Felix will kill me if I fight him! You'll either have revenge or you'll get me out of your hair! It's a win-win!"

[gantzgun74]

The boy honestly looked unsure at this; he was hesitant to trust Trump, and for good reason. "I don't know. I'm sure you know why since you yourself said that we can trust you to being dishonest." Looking around, he groaned, "But, if I agree with you will you PROMISE to leave? Like... RIGHT... FRICKING... NOW? Honestly, we don't have time to mess around with you, as we've told you and you ignored." Groaning, he walked over to the door and opened it wide. "Whatever gets you out quicker I say. Oh... And good luck."

[nintendonut1]

Fletcher absorbed the scene around him, looking terribly sobered. It wasn't the first time he had seen absolute destitution, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

"...alright," he grunted, stepping up to take charge of the situation. "I agree. Go right on ahead, Trump. Though I say it's fruitless, no one will be stopping you."

He turned to those who had gathered around Edd. "...get him off the floor and into bed. He needs... much, much rest."

"......r-right." Eddy was past the rage; looking down at the sobbing angel would dampen anyone's anger. As others began to back away, Percy being led back to his room, Eddy brought Double D up to his feet. He had and NEEDED Kyle's help; Double D was limp and heavy and barely able to keep his knees from buckling. As his sobs descended into dry heaves, they quietly led him into bed.

Fletcher sighed, continuing his survey. "We should probably get to work on the wall as soon as possible... and..." He blinked down at the newcomer girl, wondering just how much she knew about Eddward. She didn't seem like a threat, though, so he reagrded her calmly. "Ahh... forgive me, but this isn't the best time... If you'll step outside with me, perhaps we could trade information."