Samuel had been having a conversation with Krystal, until a flurry of hard knocks hit the cabin's door. "I'll get it," Samuel said with a sigh, "Go hide." She'd nod and do as he asked. He then opened the door to behold the sight of three childhood friends; Chris Larabey, Drew DeWese, and Jamie Craddock.
Chris was an year older then Samuel, being nineteen. He was African American, almost six feet tall, and had his hair in a bushy, smaller version of an afro. He wore glasses, a black shirt, grey jacket, blue jeans and brown loafers. He was a person hard not to like, and always had a joke or smile, regardless of what was happening. He had been friends with Samuel and the other two since preschool.
Drew was seventeen, short, being on four feet tall, but incredibly handsome. It was do to his friendship that Samuel had half the popularity he did, which was still meager. He wore a white shirt, ripped jeans, and black boots.
Jamie was the same age as Samuel, eighteen. He was five foot nine, a scar on his disfigured nose from an ATV accident. He wore a sweater and sweat pants, in plain tennis shoes.
Chris wasn't smiling, which scared Samuel. "Bro, your a terrorist?!" "What?! No!" Chris frowned, "That's besides the point, we need to come in." "I don't.." "Damnit man, we don't got time for this!" "Alright, alright..." He helped them in, sitting them on the couch. "Dude, ever since you used that dragon shout, and we know you did! Ever since then, crazy shit 's been happening."
"So dears, what do you think?" The Doctor asked as Alison, back in her human form, and Tristan, who was rubbing her head. "We get it..." Tristan said, "But how will we get to him in time..?"
Samuel watched in horror as he watched a video on the news. It showed people using fictional powers, using them, and sometimes killing with them. "This is bad...." Drew said. "Look," Chris said,"We need to figure out what to do. This is..." He stopped as Krystal walked into the room. "Samuel, did you see w.."
She stopped, expression in horror. "What. The. FUCK?!" Krystal shrunk back slightly as he yelled, and Samuel got up to go beside her. "We'll explain..."
A hour later, Jamie looked up at the two, "This is crazy..." Drew was busy looking at Krystal, mainly her backside. "Nice ass..." He whispered. Samuel's blood thumped in rage. Lay a hand on her, I dare you..., he thought. Krystal looked up at Samuel, and lightly nudged his shoulder. Calm down, She said, transmitting her thoughts to him, Besides, I meant for someone else. He won't have me.
"Hey you two, you there?" Chris asked. "Yeah sweet lips, you alive? Can't kiss you unconscious." Drew said. He was known as the local ladies man of the area. Krystal didn't lent part of it though.
She got up, and moved over to him. He got up as well. "Already baby?" She smirked, and before he could speak, she swiftly reached her hand to his testicles and clenched them, hard. He bowed over in pain, his face grimaced in agony. "Look here, Drew. I am not a whore who you can openly flirt with. I have a love interest, and I hope he loves me. It is not you, but this is him.." She'd leak over and whisper into his ear, and then let go of him, walking back over and sitting next to Samuel, wiping her hand on the arm of the Loveseat.
Drew sat back down as well, still in pain. He glared at Samuel, and then said, "Wha' do w' do now....?" Natyx's voice awnsered him. Get all the weapons you can. Three others are coming to assist you. There is something coming, move, now!
They all nodded. "My dad has a number of handguns and rifles," Jamie said, "Drew, you can come with me. Let's go!" Drew got up, slightly limping, and followed Jamie. He glared at Samuel once before leaving the building.
"Like this," The Doctor explained,"Oooh Mibsark!" The same white aura surrounded them, and they vanished.
Natyx sighed. "This is the final test. If they pass this, then they'll survive..."