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"The injury must have been dealt after the fight. Otherwise they wouldn't have known exactly how S'more would hit him." Mia paused. "Unless it was S'more."

Dave glanced at Mia as the wave came crashing towards them. She was... off the ground, zooming towards Nate with her scythes aloft, and his heart jolted. "Mia, no, stay out of--" The frantic Radiant resolve to keep her safe this time rose in his chest and expanded outwards into a pair of golden...

Dave growled at him, hackles rising. Yeah, fuck this guy and his twisted imagination. He charged towards him, snarling. Nate barreled into him with a full-body tackle that sent both of them sprawling on the road, and Dave sprung to his feet to strike the Mudkip with an Assurance before he could...

Mia stared at Cal, unblinking. "I woke up twice. First, he was tossing and turning, and he left and took you with him. I fell asleep again and woke up at the explosion. You there were, but Owen wasn't."

Nausea crawled up Dave's throat, his jaw clenched, claws digging into the road. This motherfucker. "You twisted fuck. I'm not going anywhere."

"He wasn't dreaming because he wasn't here," Mia said. Her gaze was still fixed on Cal. "He left in the night. He was still gone when the tower was being attacked. Like I said. And Cal just lied about it."

"What." Dave felt like he was going fucking insane; here was the second goddamn guy in this place to accuse him of being some kind of fucking pedophile out of nowhere. "What the fuck is your problem? Where is this shit even coming from?" Was it Mia? ...Fuck, it was probably Mia, wasn't it...

Mia looked up with interest, cocking her head. "That's not true. He took you with him once, and then wasn't here when the explosions started. I was there, and so were you."

Dave narrowed his eyes at him. 'Features you're into'? What was he... just what was he trying to suggest here. "Well, it's a bit of a really long and bullshit fucking story," God, how was he supposed to explain all the layers of shit here to somebody who hadn't even read the goddamn news...

"Somebody else came up behind him, grabbed him and teleported," Mia said. "He looked surprised."

"Weren't you paying attention? He had Shield's scarf that makes you evolve and devolve at will."

"It was Owen, but something else made him rampage," Mia said. "It wasn't him. Like how Zane wasn't always him."

Dave squinted at him. What the actual fuck was he talking about. Mia frowned. "He was being weird about this the other day too. I tried to explain." "You what?" "I told him it was for medical research but he didn't listen." Oh my fucking God, Mia. Well, it wasn't like this was even the first...

They were walking along, cutting through the seedy part of town, and he was thinking out loud at her about Diyem disappearing, when someone started yelling. Dave looked around and saw... the Mudkip, clearly very drunk, stumbling and slurring his words, shadowy tendrils coming off him. How old...

"That looks like the injury S'more gave the Charizard who just flew around destroying things," Mia pointed out, helpfully.

"I don't think he teleported," Mia said. "I think someone else did."

Dave exited the X-Eye Cauldron into the cold night air, making sure Mia was following behind. "All right, you want training, let's fucking go. Kept you waiting long enough." "It was interesting," Mia said. She seemed lost in thought for now, which was maybe to be expected. She'd probably start...

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Back for chapter three, finally! Sorry for the delay; I wanted to get to this before the end of the Blitz but didn't manage. For whatever reason I have a hard time parsing this bit properly. What exactly had Spark decided was a good idea? Oh, you innocent boy. "Breath" is the noun and...

Mia had woken up to Owen tossing and turning even more than usual, then finally leaving his bed, collecting Cal and exiting the room. She’d thought nothing of it then exactly and drifted off to sleep, but by the time an explosion shook her awake again, Owen still wasn’t there - though Cal had...