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Skylar sat down, happy that maybe the symbiote was... gone?

Drew flinched, his hand going to his side as the wound sent a spike of pain through him.

Skylar sat there and looked st her katana silently.

"Nice blade, girl." the voice hisses. "You've learned to use it well, but I know of other blades, better styles. May I teach you?" it continues. A warm feeling wraps itself around Skylar's mind as the symbiote shifts.

“I.. I don’t want to..” Skylar was very confused. “What are you?”

"Hmm, I figured you would ask." the symbiote says, softly. "Allow me to show you, girl." it adds. Suddenly, visions of a planet of shadowy figures, a world at war, a long hunt for a host, the lost of its first host, and the beginning of the apocalypse flash through your head. Finally, Skylar returns to her senses as the symbiote ends its tale. "I have chosen you, girl, to be my host. This... apocalypse, as you call it, can be stopped. Well, it can be hindered."

Skylar curled into a ball, a bit scared.

Ember gripped her sledgehammer hard until her knuckles turned white but she smiled sweetly in the new man's direction.

Soothing thoughts fill Skylar's head as the symbiote realizes the fear its host is feeling. "Fear not, little one. You are a strong one, you've made it this far." it whispers. It urges you to stand, and check the window. Perhaps you will see a few flowers, growing alone on the ground. Beauty still has its place, here in the apocalypse. Skylar simply hasn't had the time to see it.

Drew grunted in agony and collapsed onto his back, limbs splaying out as he breathed hard, eyes slitted.

Skylar slowly stood and looked out the window, unsure as to why the symbiote wanted her to. She smiled a bit as she realized that there were flowers.. and trees. Skylar smiled again, her fear gone.

He flops onto the floor in his room, exhausted. "What a day." He curls up into a ball and falls asleep, his bat lying in the corner of the room next to a small pack of his personal belongings.

Drew sighed, breathing hard as he slowly sat up again, setting the books on the floor.

Skylar decided to go check on the others. She began walking to where the rooms are.

Drew laid with his back to the door, having picked up a book again. He still was in discomfort, though.

Skylar gently knocked on his door. “Everything okay?”

Drew jumped to his feet in surprise, grunting immediately, regretting that. "Yeah." He huffed, leaning against the wall. The man slowly sat down again, biting his lip, hard. That wasn't good.

Skylar tilted her head a bit. “You sure?” She had heard his pain in his voice, so she questioned him further.

"Yep. I've never been so fine in my life."

He sticks his head out the door, having woken up by their conversation. "Whuzzgoinon?"