Stephan stared out the window to the vine filled jungle below. “Hey Bro?” He asks. Justin flips a desk, rummaging for parts. “Yah?” “Do you remember what caused all this again?” Justin picks up a pen from the ground. “Hum..let me think. Did Hood ever tell us?” “No...but I think we just always knew..” Justin keeps rummaging through the desk drawers, taking pens and paper clips. “Uhm...I think it was some curse or something, something with Error 53 and the Group 100 Project I think. Wait no” Justin stands up “That makes no sense. “ Stephan turns around and faces him “exactly. How did this happen? What caused all this? I can tell that this world wasn’t always like this, something started this. “ He walks towards the desk. “D...do you think we could fix this world?” Justin raises his eyebrow. “I..maybe? “ “You think so?” “I mean…maybe dude, I don't know. It's..” Justin sighs “let's first try and find out what caused this mess.” “We need to find us. If we’re still alive.” Stephan sits on the desk. “What do you mean if we’re still alive?” Justin asked combing the pens and paper clips he found, soon he had a small dagger made of scavenged office supplies. “Well, if this was caused by a virus, our bodies would have just died. Remember that zombie universe?” *yah guys I'm writing it at some point, shut up* “Oh yah, the virus just killed us instead of changing us. Same with that nanite world, were everyone became those scary cyborgs. Our bodies rejected the nanites and just died.” Justin chuckled. Stephan smiled “it's funny, it takes a world ending virus to finally kill us. “ “And yet...Mal and Trojan?” Justin looked at his brother in his eyes. “I guess they are just...impossibilities. Like Corruption and Snap.” “Bruh, the readers don’t know them yet” “Hey shut up, no fourth wall breaks” They look at each there for a moment in silence before erupting into laughter. “So uh...you two done laughing? “ a voice interrupted their laughter. The boys turned and faced the source, standing in the doorway was another pumpkin topped person, dressed in a sharp black suit with red boxing gloves. “Mr. Hicks…” Stephan stood up straight, picking up a broken desk leg. “That right kids, and since you two are still humans, I guess I have all the right to kill you two then” The pumpkin headed boxer chuckled and began slowly walking towards them. Justin grinned, spinning his homemade dagger in his hand. “Come on then Hicks, you overrated Gatsby impersonator. “ Hicks suddenly rushed forward, his glove making direct impact with Justin’s chest, sending him flying back and tumbling over a desk. Before Stephan could swing his impromptu club, Hick’s glove smashed into his face, sending him flying across the floor, almost out the window. “Now, for the life of my boys, I can’t seem to remember who you two are, but you sure as heck know me” Hicks walked over to Stephan as he tried to get back to his feet. Hicks kicked Stephan back on the ground. “Hey Hicks!” Justin called out as he threw his dagger, it's sharp, jagged blade puncturing his chest. Hicks stumbled back, Stephan quickly swung his club, tripping the pumpkin donning fighter. Hicks fell backward and out the window, facing a twenty sorry drop. Stephan stood to his feet and looked out, but could not see him. All he could see is the tree’s softly rustling. “Great, we’re murderers. “ Stephan commented. “No, he tried to kill us, and he’s a monster now anyway. It's not like we killed out Mr. Hicks” “Let's not get into the philosophy of ‘our’ anyone okay? “ Stephan snickered. Justin rolled his eyes. “Well I saved your life.” “We can’t die dumbass.” ------------------------------------- The Boys get in a fight! What did happen to this world anyway?