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"Are you ready?" I looked to my eldest.

"I'm ready.." Killer nodded.

"If you're ordered to kill?"

"I'll do it..I can't mess up this time."

"I'll be right behind you."

"Right.."

I opened a portal, and we began another attack. I had started combat training for my boys, but Cross and Error were in a less intense training routine; perhaps they would be ready for my older boys' routine in about a year. Killer's punishment had occurred a week ago, and he was scarred from it; his soul wouldn't regain its previous form, but he hadn't had any lapses in emotions again. We would have to be careful of his soul, since it was now exposed for all to see..and possibly attack. I was determined to protect him, however, and I would. Horror and Dust had both been training for the days when they would join us, and it was..hectic, to say the least. Horror didn't have as much of a reaction as Dust did..Dust, when told that he would have had to kill again, locked himself in his room and cried for about a day..we eventually got him out, but..he would need some time. Today, Killer was going on his second trip with me, and if he hesitated this time, I feared the consequences that would come upon him. We were going to another easier-to-handle AU, and it would hopefully be a successful run. We attacked the citizens. 

Killer always liked to look on the bright side of things; when he became a Guardian, he was promised a title, and he had received it: Guardian of the Emotionless. He wasn't too fond of it, but he accepted it; a title was a title, after all! We weren't exactly sure what it meant yet, but we could ask the multiverse if we needed to. Killer was doing well with his attacks, but he still needed to improve; he wasn't that skilled. I had encouraged him not to use magic unless he needed to, since a child's magic levels weren't very high as compared to an adult's, and he would tire easily if he used too many attacks; the knife was preferable at this point. Some time into our attack, Killer gave the signal that he was ordered to kill someone, and after a second..he did it. A monster turned to dust, and Killer had..killed. After a while, we were ready to go home, and Killer wanted to leave immediately; he had been slightly covered in dust, and I knew from experience that dust was irritating. Once we reached home, Killer headed straight for his bedroom to get some clean clothes, and he was going to take a shower as soon as he got them. I, on the other hand, was soon greeted by my four other boys.

"Dad!" Error jumped on me. "Is Kills okay this time?"

"I'm not sure yet..Dust, would you mind helping me?"

"Um, sure, Dad." Dust agreed.

"Right, then. How about the rest of you go play? This might take a while."

"Okay, Dad!" Horror saluted. "Come on, I think there's some chocolate here, somewhere.."

"Chocolate!" Error and Cross jumped; they loved chocolate.

Once the trio of chocolate-eaters had left, I sat down on the couch and gestured for Dust to sit next to me, which he promptly did.

"So what do you need me for?" Dust asked.

"Well, I was thinking that you might be able to help Killer when he gets out of the shower." I explained.

"What do you mean?"

"..He killed someone today. Gaining LV is a bit traumatizing for children, sometimes.."

"Oh.." Dust understood.