Dimensional Descent

Joel. Milan. Raj. Drake. Franco. Arnold. Gil. Allan.

[Author's Note: No need to remember these names. I'll mention them so often in the future and with small reminders of who they are that they'll become your brothers too, lmao]

"Are you sure about this, Cap?" Joel asked. "After what happened on Planet Vincero, even though we're talented compared to their normal students, they're pretty much drawing a line between us and them. Something like taking them over from the inside would be difficult with how cautious they're being."

The group nodded in confirmation. Even while they were here, they were likely being monitored by someone or something. The only reason they weren't worried enough to warn Leonel was because they were sure that he wasn't stupid enough to come here without any sort of plan or counter to that.

That said… Leonel's next words made them question themselves.

"Oh right! Speaking of which, where are we right now?"

The group looked toward Leonel as though he was a madman. He had just escaped the pursuit of Fifth Dimensional entities, and it could even be argued that the only reason he managed to do so was because of the element of surprise.

Now, however, whoever came to track him down would be prepared and likely even more informed about all his abilities. He wouldn't just be able to wiggle his way out of this again so casually.

The fact he didn't even know where they were currently was a huge red flag. But, seeing how careless he seemed about it all, they were too speechless to reprimand him.

This is an Allied

field. Rather than playing tight end like James, though, he played wide

than Leonel. But, he was quite lanky. In truth, his body composition and poor posture was eerily reminiscent of Aphestus. It was just

he had never heard this term

joint ownership like this. They also double as pretty good entertainment centers and trade

the usually laid back brat had so graciously decided to explain things to him.

could be said that the second biggest pervert outside of James was definitely Gil. Who knew how many hearts he had broken in Royal Blue Academy with that casually handsome face of his. That 5 o'clock shadow he could never bother to shave completely off and his swooping dirty blond hair left those poor girls

Leonel chuckled. "Maybe later."

leapt from his seat. "Did someone take over your body,

ridiculous of ways.

next, Arnold, who sat between the two of them, put a hand to

go, Elephant Ears?!" Gil

you see there's food on the table, Quasimodo? I don't want your

and Franco had a… Love-hate

It could be said that they were at war during every practice. One would think that they were enemies

He had big feet, big hands and big ears. Somehow, it all came together for him in a pretty nice package. At the

big as Milan's and his chest and arms were just as solid and

he played defensive tackle while Milan played center. Their battles during practice were quite infamous