“They’re retreating!” Bright could hear the shouts sound as the flood of demons began to peel back. His barriers had held in most places. They had even disintegrated a few of the men's who had made the first attempts through. However, there was only so much guns one person could control, and their energy had eventual given out. Then it had fallen to the combined team of White Dragon Gang, Black Dragon Gang, and other small gang to hold off the attacks. “I don’t see Monika,” Jace shouted. “She’s not here,” Bright replied. He had been searching for her throughout the fight, but she was nowhere to be found. Bright knew it was the only thing saving them at the moment. The battle had drained him, and he had to clutch to the wall to keep himself upright. His knees threatened to give out at any second, but he couldn’t rest. Not yet. Bright was too experienced to think the men's were retrea

Everything was overwhelming. His mind surged with a kind of thought he had never had before, and for several nerve-wracking moments, Ash was tempted just to test how far his newfound gang would reach. It took all of his effort and Bright reassuring hand on his elbow to focus his attention on their situation, and once he was focused again, he began calculating what had to be done.They had to get out of Monika place. They had to gather any injured and safely make their way back to the car. Everyone needed to be accounted for. Type voice was a godsend. As his brother took charge, Ash turned his attention to his family as had become the pattern over the past few days.He would be lying if he claimed he had never been afraid in battle, but he could say that seeing Ray reach towards him the way he did was downright terrifying. He had been the big brother for years. He had comforted and protected for so long that it was a natural instinct for him. This was different though.

It had been weeks since his return. He was finally up to full strength, and the night terrors barely made an appearance anymore. Ash had returned to his role as leader of the White dragon Gang, and Bright was taking on as many jobs as he ever was before. Ray was finally being left on his own without any hovering parental figures for hours at a time. It should have been great, but he had no idea what to do with all the sudden free time.He found himself returning to the senior center and helping out there. Though Rami had passed away peacefully many years before and he had accepted it, for the most part, there were still others there who never had visitors. It helped to ease some of the aches he got from thinking about her by spending time with the people who had been her friends, so he still went to bingo and cooked meals and went for regular visits with the others. The residents had been surprised to find him there during the daylight hours, but he made up an excuse about ho

Ray knew something was wrong before he opened the door. The smell of blood was thick in the air, and Ray knew whose it was. He shakily worked on unlatching the door while forcing out prayers to a deity he was only half certain listened to him any longer. Of all the times for Bright to actually lock the place beyond the gurds, but he had been meeting with a client and hadn’t wanted Ash or Ray to forget and accidentally barge in during the middle of any work.Finally, he burst into the mansion. Bright was on the floor unconscious, blood pouring from his wounds. Above him, a Balck hair man hovered: a female with knife in her hand which meant a leader of her gang and far more of a threat than any of the males would have been. He had half shaking and half crying. Her eyes are wide oeon and mouth is wide open , and she was about to takeout her gun to shoot him. Ray jumped into action. He took advantage of her having not noticed him to lunge at her from behind her and bash her

A knock sounded on the mansion door, and Ray muttered complaints under his breath as he went to answer it. They had had what felt like nonstop visitors for the past week. The holidays were always the time for people to need some kind of guns or work. Preparing for yet another one of Bright clients, Ray opened the door and leaned out.“Head of Black Dragon Gang is currently unavailable at the mo-Oh-Jia,” Ray said, stopping in the middle of the line he had already had to give five times that morning. He stepped back and opened the door a bit wider. “What’s happened? Is everyone alright?” he asked while stepping aside to let her into the mansion. He mentally ran through the list of how many people would have to be dead, missing, or unconscious for her to be chosen as the one to deliver the bad news to him, and he prayed that he hadn’t somehow managed to lose all his family and friends in one day. Thankfully, before he could work himself into a