The Sorcerer (The All Powerful One) A SetoSorcerer Fan Fiction

Epilogue: You All Hate Me ,:)

HERE, PANDA! GOSH! CALM THE FUDGE DOWN! YOU WANT AN ABOUT THE AUTHOR PAGE WHILE I'M AT IT?! Kidding...don't kill me, friend, pls...

This is in third person point of view, just so nobody's confused. (I like screwin' with Odysseus' mind. ,:) AYYYY! REFERENCE!

There's also a lot of the word "screwdriver" towards the end.

Seto jerked up from the couch where he laid on a hotel pillow and looked around urgently to check his surroundings.

'Holy crap, that was a weird dream,' he thought. He rubbed his head and got up to go to the window.

He pulled back the curtains to see the sky beginning to light up with a faint orange glow. The rays of the rising sun reflected off the city's beloved glass windows that made up most of the exterior of each building tall enough to house the nests of the urban birds on their ledges. There were a few cars with their headlights still on for the lack of much light that were driven by the early commuters. He sighed and stepped back to face the hotel room.

Across from him on the far wall was the door leading out to the rest of the building and to the left of the door was the kitchen area, complete with a cheap refrigerator, a small countertop with a built-in sink, and an overhead microwave. In front of Seto, facing the wall to his right and the flat screen mounted on it was the couch he had been using as a bed for the past two nights. The place where his head had been just a minute earlier was indented into the now flat pillow and a tangled blanket was half on the floor from when he stood up. An armchair was in the corner to his right with a lamp standing next to it; another was opposite the previous armchair, just before the hallway that led to the two bedrooms and the bathroom. (It was quite difficult, five people sharing a bathroom. They had to switch morning and afternoon time slots for showers. (Order your own SkyDoesMinecraft now and he'll come with his own color-coded schedules ABSOLUTELY FREE!)) there was a dining table with six chairs behind the couch, where they ate unscheduled meals or did their homework.

It took a moment for him to register, but he realized that he was wearing his jacket, which he was certainly not before bed. He began to wonder if it was really a dream at all, which of COURSE it was, because who in their right mind would believe that they were captured and taunted by the conscience on the universe itself, much less TOMATO of all people being The Big "It". And Jason an alien? Please... Though it would explain the helmet.

But that didn't matter, because at that moment the door leading to Sky and Ty's room burst open and out marched Sky, causing Seto to start as Sky bounded toward the fridge.

"Morning, Adam," Seto greeted after he got over the mild shock.

Sky turned his head, giving him a curious look out of the corner of his eye, then changed his attention back to the open fridge door, pulling out a take-out box from his meal the night before, deciding not to get his breakfast downstairs yet and waste some perfectly good leftovers.

"I'm good, how 'bout you?" Sky replied while shutting the door and plopping down at the table, opening the styrofoam box and taking out a cold French fry.

"I'm fine," Seto replied as Mitch strolled out of his room, Jerome trailing.

"Man! I had the weirdest dream last night!" he exclaimed, both of them joining Sky at the table.

Adam put a finger to his lips and shushed them, "Quiet down, Ty's still asleep."

"No, I'm not," came a short, tired reply from Ty's door way as he yawned and scratched his head.