Michael and Nicole were still alone in the room and now they were both lying on the couch. Well, technically Michael was lying on the couch as Nicole lay on his body.
Nicole had her body against his as he wrapped his hands around her waist as the two stared into each other's eyes.
"You know the way you act when you're mad at me is really cute," Michael said.
"Is that why you try so hard to get me mad at you?" Nicole asked.
"I don't know, maybe," Michael said.
"Maybe," Nicole said with a little chuckle.
There was a little moment of silence between them before Nicole decided to break the silence with a question.
"Michael." She called.
"Yes, dear."
"Assuming we survive this fight with Lucifer and his demons…."
"Stop assuming Nicole, we will survive it," Michael said.
"Okay after surviving it, what do you plan on doing, like what are your plans?"
"Plans," Michael said, breaking eye contact with her.
That was quite a tough question for him as everything was doing now and planning to do later was all directed towards finding ways to beat Lucifer, he had never really thought that far.
"I don't really know," Michael said.
"You don't know," Nicole said, sounding a little upset.
"Yeah, it's still far ahead to think that far," Michael said.
"You are not even thinking about a family," Nicole said, pulling herself away from his body.
"Of course I am but that doesn't have to be after defeating Lucifer," Michael said with a calm tone as he slowly pulled her back to his body.
"It doesn't have to be after the war?" Nicole said.
"Of course not, who knows if the war might even happen and we'll find another way to deal with things," Michael said.
Nicole stared deep into his eyes for a while and was about to say something when her phone began to vibrate and beep on the table behind her.
"Isn't that your phone?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, it is," Nicole said as she got off his body.
She picked up her phone and answered the call.
"Hello, who am I speaking with?" She asked.
After saying that she didn't speak again for a while until she ended the call and slowly brought down her phone.
"Judging by the look on your face, something isn't right," Michael said.
"Kelvin wants me to check out something," Nicole said.
"Check out what?" Michael asked.
"A student was brought into the clinic with a burnt face, he says there might be a fire user on a rampage or something."
"Fire user, on a rampage," Michael said as the two phrases didn't quite add up to him.
"I have to go check it out and see if there is really a fire user on a rampage," Nicole said as she straightened her dress and buttoned her suit properly.
"Ok let's go check it out together," Michael said, walking ahead of her.
"Are you coming or not?" He asked after opening the door.
"Yeah right," Nicole said quickly walking towards the door.
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Inside the darkroom in the warehouse, the room that was some kind of secret hideout for George and his gang, George could be seen sitting on the throne he had made for himself but he wasn't alone as two students were standing in front of him.
"The second-year round has started, right?" He asked.
"Yes, boss." One of the boys replied.
"And Rodney still hasn't given me feedback on how things went," George said, slamming his hand on the seat.
"Maybe he forgot." The other boy said.
"You may be right," George said with a smirk. "But he isn't supposed to forget."
There was a little moment of silence in the room as George stared at the ceiling and the two students stared at the floor.
"You know what?"
"What?" The boys asked in unison.
"Let's just head to the arena, the third year-round will start soon anyway," George said.
"Ok boss."
The boys cleared the way as George walked down from his throne and began to head into the hallway as they followed him from behind.
The noise being made by the students could be heard as George along with the two students made their way into the arena.
George looked up at the screen to see that there was a fight currently going on in the arena as somebody was getting tossed around.
He didn't watch the fight for long as he quickly made his way to the third-year side of the arena.
He was searching for Rodney with his eyes as he made his way to the third-year side but he couldn't find him.
"Where's Rodney?" He turned to the two students behind him.
"We don't know."
George searched around the area one more time and still wasn't able to find Rodney but he did find someone or the person found him to be precise.
"How are you doing, boss?" Jacob stopped in front of George to ask.
He was also a third-year student and just like Rodney he was quite muscular, he had blonde hair, tanned skin, gray eyes and he appeared to be taller than George and the two students.
"Where's Rodney, Jacob?" George asked.
"Rodney," Jacob said looking up.
"Yes, Rodney," George said.
"I saw him leave a long while ago and since then he hasn't returned," Jacob said.
"A long while?" George said.
"Yeah, it's been a really long while," Jacob said.
George didn't say anything as he tried to think of where Rodney could possibly be.
'Did something go wrong or did he get caught?' He thought.
"Try sending him a message." He turned to the two boys and said.
"Ok." One of the boys said as they turned to their watches.
"Did Rodney do something?" Jacob asked but he didn't get any reply from George.
"Boss." One of the boys called.
"What?"
"His watch is unavailable." The boy said, showing him his watch which had the word unavailable displayed on its screen.
Seeing that George had finally concluded his theory that something might have happened to Rodney.
'But what could have happened to….'
He didn't finish his thought as something clicked in his mind, it wasn't unbelievable as he had seen him kick him out of the ring that day.
"That green-eyed kid," George said.
"What green-eyed kid?" Jacob asked but once again he was ignored.
"Is that green-eyed kid here?" George asked.
"I don't know but he isn't supposed to be." One of the boys replied.
"Where is the first year's side?" George turned to Jacob to ask.
"It's over there," Jacob said, pointing at the other side of the arena.
George slowly turned there and immediately he had caught sight of Luis.
"It can't be." He muttered.
He kept his gaze on the Angel until Luis had noticed the stare coming from the other side of the arena and turned his gaze to meet the third-year student's gaze and now they were locked in a fierce stare.
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Mass release goals...
Normal update: 2 chapters daily
1 magic Castle or 300 power stones= 1 extra chapter
2 magic castles or 500 power stones= 2 extra chapters
3 magic castles or 700 power stones= 3 extra chapters
4 magic castles or 1000 power stones= 4 extra chapters.