Valencia & Sora: Oh, nothing! Both of us laughed. Justin: Oh, hell nah! De'Niro: I don't want to be rude, but can we get some medical attention. The three of us are in pain. Deshon: Yeah, the three of us got shot. And Justin, you just standing there having a good time, aren't you?! You didn't get shot! But the three of us did! Justin: It's not my fault that you three got shot! This morning is looking good for right now. I got a great burger and soda. And I literally dodged a bullet. Deshon: But Valencia blocked the bullet, tho. Justin: The bullet was in my personal space, and I avoided the bullet. So I dodged a bullet. Deshon: Forget it! Can someone patch me up?! Justin walks over to the door frame, and he leans back and has his arm folded with this smug confident look on him. Sora: You three hold hands. Deshon: Man! Why we gotta hold hands?! A nigga is dying over here! And I think Bri is about to kick the damn bucket if you don't do anything! De'Niro: Just do what he says.

Four Minutes Later...

All of us are outside of the newly placed wooden door. Bri, Deshon, and De'Niro's injuries are all gone. Brianna, De'Niro, and Deshon are in space gray hoodies with a white tiger head biting the acronym TWT. Except for Justin, the three mentioned before are wearing space gray shorts with TWT spammed across the shorts to go with their hoodie. Justin is sporting black tactical pants with a machete and a black pistol in a holster, and I believe it's a five-seven USG attached to the side of his legs. And for his footwear, he's sporting some tactical black boots. Around his waist, he carries his red hilted katana with a red and black ray skin and scabbard containing ancient mage text, Alecto, the future sightseer, and knowledge seeker. While the others are wearing some gray and black sneakers.

Ryder and a slightly overweight mid-thirties Caucasian man with a short messy brown hair security guard that stood five-foot-ten came up the stairs with a postcard in his hand. Ryder is dressed in a Crimson Leones Mafia Club track jacket with a diamond medallion necklace. Along with skinny blue jeans with an Adidas crimson and black pairs of shoes with the CLMC's Lion symbol. And for the security guard, he wearing the typical white outfit you see in movies and tv shows, but he has a badge that says Accordia's via Rowan Academy security personnel associates.

Justin: Oh, what's good, Ron! Sora: You know him? Justin: He's one of the security guards. Brianna: How you don't know him, Sora? Ron walks up to me with a nervous look on him. I calm his nerves a bit by shaking his head. Ron: I'm Ron Wilson. I'm the lieutenant of the team that Veronica Accordia hired. I was hoping to meet you a lot sooner. We got here a day after you were absent for two weeks. When you got back, you were passed out, and yesterday, I was occupied in my office. I don't know why I'm telling you this. You're brilliant. You probably could've put two to two together. Sora: It's all good, Ron. You can relax.

Ryder: Blue, how you holding up? Sora: I'm straight. Ryder: It's that bad? Ryder came to me and put his arm around me. Sora: I'm fine for right now. Ryder: Are you taking any medications? Sora: Oh, yeah. Way too many. I think I have seven different meds. Ryder: That's rough, buddy. Are they helping? Sora: If I ain't dead or bedridden, then it's working. Ryder moved his arm around me and walked to Vivi with Naomi in her arms. Ryder: Naomi, why do I always catch you being carried by someone? Naomi: I don't know. Ryder: Where's your lame auntie Sapphire? Naomi: She went away. Ryder: Great! I don't have to deal with her! Ryder begins laughing and celebrating by dancing. Valencia: She's still here, Ry. We're going to meet up with her. Valencia chuckles while Ryder's jubilated expression comes to a halt. His face went stone cold, and he looked up for God. And pretends to wipe away tears. Ryder: God has forsaken me! He turns his attention to Naomi. Sora: She'd told you the truth. Ryder: Nao, you let me down. Valencia: You let yourself down. Vivi pretends to sound like Naomi while flicking Naomi's little hand back and forth.

Ron: Umm...Sora, I received this holiday postcard that this suspicious person delivered and said it's for you. In my opinion, sir, I would dispose of it, immediately. Ron hands me the white postcard with my name written on it with someone's blood. I turned the postcard around, and it had the word redrum written in blood.

What is this tomfoolery? Did this person just see the Shinning? Wasting my time! I'll entertain it for a bit.

Sora: Redrum. Murder. The word redrum disappeared. And a hologram of a person in a dark green coat jacket and a hoodie. The person also wears a blank, featureless mask and exception for the eyes. On the forehead, it has something written in blood. Korolevskaya bol and ubiytsa pravdy. My Russian is terrible, but I think it translates to royal pain. The figure started talking; he introduced himself as Roxa Jaxzal Zerker. Justin: What kind of bull crap did he say? Sora: He's speaking Babalar. Hold your questions. I need to hear this. Roxa: Leetenders.

So he's calling everyone here impostors. The name Roxa means to Kill, I think. And Jaxzal means soul. And Zerker means the perfect body or something like that. I really need to study. I haven't been able to study because of the bullshit that transpired!

Sora: Cashay. Leetenders...uo probs. No...I meant umm... eo probs. Kanulange ghange. Roxar: Jo yehat? Justin: I am so confused, nigga! Sora: English? Espanol? French? Italian? Roxar: Russian? Sora: Uo jood, jy Russian bi jerrible. Roxar: Fine, English will do. Sora: Didn't expect someone to speak Babalar. Your access to the language means that you explored ruins deep in the ocean or you know some people. Roxar: Knowledge belongs to those who seek it, and your ability to correct your mistake was reassuring. Sora: So you sent this hologram clone. Which has a limited response, but it will transmit what it hears and sees. So what's the big idea? The postcard? The absurd alias in Babalar. This whole getup you got going on.

Roxar: I have a simple riddle for you. Solve it, and it might lead you to a clue. The clue might give you a way to save a pathetic royal. Sora: Go for it. Roxar: I'm always in front of you, but you can never see me. What am I? Sora: The future. How boring! Roxar: Your clue is the blue monkey. Justin: What the heck is this? Roxar: Slove another riddle for another clue. Sora: I'll do one more. Roxar: I have an eye but cannot see. You’ll head inside when you see me. Sora: A storm. I'm done with this. That royal can die in a ditch for all I care. De'Niro: That's kind of cold-blooded, don't you think? I started heading down the stairs, but the voice of Roxar made me turn around. Roxar: The blue monkey is caught up in the storm. But the other monkeys steer clear of the storm because of the smell of the incoming storm.

The blue monkey has to be an analogy. The color blue can resemble sadness, water, and many other things. I need another clue. If I can save this royal. Then her excellency lady Margery can get off my case for once. Nope, her getting off my ass is nothing but a pipe dream. Sophia really made me miss two weeks of work. Damn it, I need another clue!

Sora: What's the next riddle Roxar? Roxar: The deeper you go, the more oblivious you become. But I might have knowledge or treasure you seek. Sora: The abyss. Roxar: Correct. Your clue is water.

"The more oblivious you become." The deeper you go. The latest clue is water. Since this guy is knowledgeable about the Babalar language. I won't put it past him if he knows about ancient cities. So underwater and treasure and knowledge.

Sora: Is this royal trapped in the ruins of Oblivia? Roxar: That detective is the right question. The hologram clone disappeared right before my eyes. I look on the back the word redrum is flipped to the word murder. And there's a six-hour timer ticking down in blood underneath the word murder.

Sora: Ron? Ron: Yes, sir? Sora: Do you have the number to my task force? Ron: Yes, it's in my office. Sora: I need you to tell everything that transpired. As soon as they pick up the phone. Say Jack-in-the-box code ticking red. And someone from my task force will arrive shortly. Ron: It will be done. I handed Ron the postcard. And he raced down the stairs. De'Niro: Wait, are you not going to help? Sora: My task force is more than capable of handling this. Ryder: Zoey is here, right? Sora: Yeah, she's here. Ryder: Excellent. We went down a floor. And we met up with Sapphire and Zoey, that is walking away from the vault door. Ryder: If only you weren't here, then this morning would be perfect. Sapphire: Why are you here? You should be at practice. Ryder: I was at practice until ma told me to deliver the fun packs. Also, can I not see our little bro? Sapphire: All of us know you have an ulterior motive. Ryder: I also came here because you're breaking your seals. And mama is about to tear you a new one! Allow me to help you get out of trouble. Because mama will put you six feet under then, she will say it's my fault!

Sapphire: I don't care what she thinks. Justin, here. He spoke the truth; he really put things into perspective. Why does someone powerful like me have to take orders?! Is it wrong to experience all of my emotions?! Ryder: Why are you listening to a low-class mage that doesn't get?! Justin: Hey man, I'm a B-class mage! Ryder: Bravo! Well done, champ! And you want your sword as well?! You gotta fight me for it remember!? Ryder bust out a two-finger clap for Justin along with sarcasm. Deshon: Hey, put some respect on my boy! Ryder: Nigga, I know damn well you ain't talking to me!? Ryder's crimson lion eyes activated. Unlike my own eyes, his left eye has crossed swords while his right eye has two direction arrows going in different directions. Valencia immediately went inside the vault along, and Bri and De'Niro followed her inside.

Deshon: Yeah, bitch I'm talking to your clown ass! Nobody scared of you bitch! And now put some fucking respect on my boy's name. Or keep his name out your fucking mouth! That's all I'm saying, clown ass nigga! Ryder: I'm the fucking clown?! Nigga if you look up the definition of a clown, it will show a picture of you! Your literary the embodiment of a bad joke! Peyton walks outside the vault. Deshon: Shut your baby dick ass up nigga! All you do is talk bitch! You ain't bout shit! You act all hard, but you're nothing but a little boy. You trying to act all hard and shit! But I see through your fucking lame-ass performance! All I see is you trying to wear your mother's high heel shoes. Ryder: Shut the fuck up before I fuck your older sister Nia again, nigga! Deshon: Nah, scratch that, you couldn't wear your father's shoes because your mother is twice the man that he ever was! Ryder was about to knock Deshon's head off. But Zoey stopped his momentum by hugging Ryder. Ryder is beyond pissed. He's trying to break out of Zoey's hug without causing her harm. But Zoey remains persistent.

Zoey: Ry, will you look at me for a sec? Ryder's eyes were still locked onto Deshon. Ryder: Zo, I want that nigga dead! Zoey: I know you do. Ryder keeps trying to get free from Zoey, but she won't let him go. Ryder: I'm not going to let this midget talk about me or my fam like that! You know that I don't play that shit. Just let me go. His own family won't miss him. Not even ashes will remain of this nigga. He dies... Zoey puts her hands on Ryder's face and pulls him down for a swift kiss. Ryder: Don't do that. Zoey goes for another swift kiss. Zoey: Let's go on a date. I'm thinking paradise island. Ryder: Zo, just let me go. Zoey: Raiax, viens en moi. Until your sick of it. Ryder: When? Zoey: Now. Both of them smile in glee at one another. And coming up the stairs is Ruby, and she has on a black tank top with black jeans and black Timberlands on, with medium-long black and pyrope-dyed dreadlocks. Ruby: What got ya'll smiling like that? Ryder: Use your imagination. Ryder and Zo walked away together. They were about to head down the stairs.

Deshon: I get it now. Raiax, you were daddy's little girl, weren't you?! Ruby: Clown, I wouldn't say any of our real names if you want a proper burial. Sapphire's hair is flickering green and blue flames. Deshon: Shut it, you stupid dyke bitch! Zoey sprinted from the stairs and had a baseball bat made of ice, and she wildly swung at Deshon's head. Deshon collapsed after the first blow. She continuously beats Deshon's body with the bat.

After a handful of seconds passed. Zoey dropped the bat. And she conjured up a bowling ball made of ice. And started beating the unconscious Deshon's face in for a couple of seconds. She then dropped the bowling ball on Deshon's family's jewels. And proceeds to pound on Deshon's mangled, repulsive purple bruised face for a few seconds. His nose is at a sixty-degree angle. His left eyeball is sticking out while the other one is swollen shut. And his jaw is dislocated. Zoey gets up and walks away but right before steps away from him. She spits on his face. And rubs the blood off on Deshon's hoodie. And she goes along with Ryder, but they are stopped by Maina and Benson coming up the stairs. Maina dressed in a crimson suit jacket with a black tank top and denim black jeans with crimson red ankle boots. She also has a wavy short bob hairstyle.

Maina: Looks like I missed a party. Children your grandmother wants to see for some reason. Well, except Sora. But she wants Naomi. Ryder: Not going. Maina: Luckily, you're pissed, so you have an excuse. Zoey, take care of him. Sapphire, you're big trouble. You will be punished later, maybe, I don't know. I just might kill your grandma. So all will be forgiven, because I'll be dancing on that old hag ashes. And Ry, before you go. Remember you will see Meme of the year again. So no killing him unless he becomes a nuisance.

Zoey and Ryder, Sapphire and Ruby. All went down the stairs. Valencia came out of the vault door and handed over Naomi to Maina. And went back in. Maina: Blue, we will be back hopefully. Justin put Deshon on his back, and Benson, Peyton, and I went through the vault door. And we were met with a thirty yards worth of corridor to see another vault door. The path to the vault is through the murky dark blue water. But luckily, the water has been frozen underneath. All of us walked through the path, and Benson injected something into Deshon's neck, and all of his injuries were gone. Deshon regained consciousness. And got off Justin's back.

Justin: You still didn't answer my question, nigga. Sora: What was it? Justin: The fuck ya'll were speaking and shit! Sora: He was speaking one of the three branch languages that ancient mages used to speak. He was speaking Babalar. He's clearly knowledgeable about history. My task force should have fun with this. Peyton: What are you guys talking about? Justin: So a serial killer sent this nigga a postcard with a clues and then this hologram of the killer pop out and with limited response questions and speaking ancient mage bullshit language. Called us Leetenders! The fuck that supposed to mean? Sora: Why didn't you ask Alecto? Don't she know it? Justin: I did nigga. She didn't know either. Sora: Leetenders basically means impostors, well it has another meaning but it doesn't matter. Peyton: How did you learn Babalar? Sora: Reading ancient mage text of multiple books. Justin: Deshon, no Mr. Clown stop trying mess with the nigga that made you meme of the year! Fuck the respect shit! That nigga does not give one single fuck!