After S.T. kicked out the two individuals that would later become Dark Divide. He decided to go to the nearest town to take his mind off things, refresh his mental and emotional health. He notices a small crowed gathering into the middle of a street. Two teens, a boy and a girl, both blond hair and gold eyes, but otherwise dirty and ragged, were standing in front of a portable stereo, playing music in the background and a sign that says "The Helpful Urchins: Trying to bring the Good Urchin Name back since the days of Oliver Twist. Services $1 Each" Curious, S.T. politely shoved some of the crowd out of the way for a closer look. Their song begins and they sing their lyrics:

The Urchins:

Gather round everyone.

We have news.

That will help us both out.

Today we offer some.

Services for coin.

What you need we got.

We're not like others.

We don't need to steal.

Only help for help.

We don't pick pockets.

Or pull guns on you.

We're nice urchins.

Some Rob Others Kill.

We only offer hope.

That you do not judge.

Based on their fuck ups.

Do you need a hand?

Use all four of ours.

We carry your bags.

We help to your cars.

We also protect.

Those who can't fight back.

Only one dollar.

Per each person's task.

How can you say no.

To a deal like this.

You can't get better.

And we are honest.

Don't just stand there now.

Take this offer true.

We are only here.

To help all of you.

As someone nearly driven out of his own home on more than one occasion, S.T. sympathized with their plight, but was impressed by their optimism and determination. Few people only gave Dollars out and wrote their services down for a later time. S.T. on the otherhand had a thought.

S.T.: These kids work hard to stay alive, they deserve more than scraps. I'll treat them to something nice.

He bent over and drop a $20 bill into their pay hat. Making them a total of $20 in bills and $10 in change. Without skipping a beat they added him to their song.

Urchins:

Is that a 20?

You are generous.

Yet you did not ask.

For anything back.

Bless you, you good sir.

In indigo clothes.

A great example.

Of how things should be.

While still bent, he managed to get a good look into the girl's eyes. While both have yellow Retina's her pupils look more like slits than dots, as if she were a cross between a human and a cat......or a fox. Luckily he was wearing shades, so he was able to hide the shocked expression in his eyes. Using a technique he learned from the mystics, he disappeared in plain sight. An act that didn't go unnoticed by the two. Without skipping a beat, they continue to sing.

Urchins:

Where did that man go?

It's like he vanished.

Oh well, let's focus.

On the job at hand.

If you all are like.

That mystery man.

We'd be grateful too.

You'd donate to us.

Until that happens.

We still offer work.

In exchange for coin.

And your peace of mind.

We are not robbers.

Nor scammers or cons.

We want to survive.

But not without earn.

So far so good.

We made enough now.

To eat and warm us.

And live for next day.

Yet we're still angry.

At the world hurting.

If only we could.

Do something about it.

After making about $80 in total. They close up shop and go to the nearest market buying blankets for their tent and fast food with the $20.

As they sat in their tent and ate, they make conversation.

Boy Urchin: I still can't get over what happened. No one gives us bills for nothing. What was his intention?

Girl Urchin: I don't know, but I think he's kinda cute.

Boy Urchin: Harmony!!! Jesus, the man is old enough to be our fathers.

Harmony: Relax Light, it's not like I'm trying to get into his pants or anything, I'm just saying he looks good. Maybe you'll grow up to be that handsome one day. Not only that, but well.....he smells good. I mean the guy looked clean and all, but unlike the others that were around his seemed, unique. Like Lavender. Not to mention the outfit. Indigo and Crimson Red. A strange combination, yet he was able to put it together.

Light: I suggest we forget about him and focus on our next work day. We were able to complete all the tasks today. I must admit that $20 made me feel extra motivated. Still odds are we won't see anything like that ever again.

Before they could finish their meal, their tent gets stabbed through with 5 knives. 5 men in black trench coats with DD on their backs have ripped open their tents. One of which was a very familiar built man whom seemed to be missing something around the crotch area.

Rape Robber Leader: Well well well. If it isn't the kid duo that moved in on our territory for coin. Our urchins have been complaining about you lately. Stealing what they rightfully called dibs on.

Light: Well well well. If it isn't The Dickless Ex-Rape Robber. What's the matter, Schoolgirl's not doing it for you that you keep a gaggle of brainwashed kids at your beck and call.

Rape Robber Leader: That's General Deirdre Armita to you. Dark Divide hired me personally to take out the trash around here and I am gonna enjoy taking my time with the both of you. Especially you, little girl.

Light: Now you've done it.

Harmony: Threatening me is one thing, but WHO ARE YOU CALLING LITTLE!!!?

With one swift movement, Harmony swiped her hand knocking Deirdre down and scratching his face. The shock of which momentarily stuns the other four. Long enough for Light to drag her out and run. They hide from them in an abandoned building for now. While they tried to remain quiet, Harmony was still fuming over the threat.

Light: Harmony remember the mantra. I'll do that with you.

Light Harmony:

Breathe Deep Let Out.

Breathe Deep Let Out.

Ohm.

They calmed themselves for now, but just as they feel safe, 10 cops show up guns drawn at them. With five people next to them. All civilians and covered in cuts and bruises.

Evil Civilian: There they are, that's the two that jumped me.

Light Harmony: Well if you haven't stolen that nice old lady's wallet, we wouldn't have had to jump you.

Police Officer: You're coming with us.

They bolt once again running into the 5 before, running into the nearest Alleyway. They stop at a dead end, with the cops and crooks swarming in on them. Out numbering them 20 - 2.

Light: I guess this is it. Part of me wishes we had a better life than on the streets.

Harmony: I have no regrets save for losing you brother.

Just as they were about to get rushed a caped figure comes swooping down. Standing between the mob and the urchins. He doesn't say a word, staring at them with a look in his eyes that can only be described as the Fear of God. Each group of the 20 reacting in their own way.

Evil Civilian: Oh shit it's him? I thought he was a myth!!!

Police Officer: The Angel of Indigo. The Dark Righteous.

General Deidre Armita: S.T. Musician. I heard you improved your look, but I never thought it'd be true.

S.T. then raises his foot and takes one step forward. All run off except the General.

General Deidre Armita: I may be outnumbered, I haven't forgotten what you've done to me, butI know who you really are. I'll see you soon Shane. I'll see you all soon.

He walks away grinning to himself. The two were awestruck.

Light: It's him, it's really him. S.T. Musician of CIEIR Music. I heard rumours that he moonlit as a vigilante, but I never thought I'd see it for myself.

Harmony: Well let's talk to him before he disappears.

S.T.: I won't disappear not yet. I didn't just come to save you. I came to make you an offer. Of course you can refuse if you wish, but I hope you don't.

Light Harmony: What is it?

S.T.: I saw how you handled that General. Those marks on his face won't go away for at least a weak and even then it would leave nasty scars. However, without proper resources and training, you would have been killed.

Light: With all do respect, S.T., we been through worse.

S.T.: I don't doubt that. Which brings me to the offer. I have plenty of space for you to live and plenty of food for you to eat. However, it's not without price. For starters, I would like to recruit you to my cause. I plan to help change the world, to save it from a great Evil coming from it. You already seen a glimpse of what that Evil was. However, it's not just your fighting skills I'm interested in. It's also your singing voice. I love making music and I have an ear for talent. So, how would you two like to work for CIEIR Music as singers? It makes a good cover as travelling musicians.

Light: We've been hoping for an opportunity like this, but we never thought it would fall into our lap. It seems all to good to be true.

Harmony: Mr. Musician, do you think we can have a moment to think about it?

S.T. Nods, giving her a warm smile. Which seems to bring out a blush from her. They turn to each other.

Harmony: I think we should at least try it out for a while at the very least until we get on our feet. This guy is offering us a job and a chance to change the world like we've sung about all these years.

Light: There's something I don't trust about him. Maybe it's because we never had any good help from adults in the past. Still, you're right. We should at least get a leg up, we could help more people that way.

Light Harmony: We're in. However there's one thing we want to know.

S.T.: What is it.

Light: It's clear they know who you are, yet, for some reason they don't act on it. Is it because you scare them that much?

S.T.: Well let's just say, on top of my violent rep, which could be a contributing factor, I have been given many blessings. Nothing that would make me outright invincible, but would protect me by throwing them off my trail.

Harmony: I see.

S.T.: Let's go before the General here decides to bring in the rest of Dark Divide. I bet all that running and fighting made you two hungry.

Light: Ya we could really go for some meat right now. Harmony especially likes a medium rare steak. I swear she acts like a wild animal on the prowl.

Harmony: Well I must admit living on the streets since we were toddlers, did make me kind of feral. Almost like a fox.

As S.T. and Light Harmony make their journey to CIEIR HQ, two figures watch from the shadows.

Dark: So, he's found replacements for us. Good, we can take them too. What's the plan Divide? Divide? Are you ok?

Divide: First chance I get, I am gonna kill that bitch. She stole what was rightfully mine and harmed our General.

Dark: Peleg, calm down. We may hate S.T., but he's too "Noble" to be cavorting about with a minor.

Divide: S.T. isn't the one making the moves. She is. I seen how she looked at him. Wonder, awe, a hidden lust. Those were my feelings when I first met him. She's brainwashing him.

Dark: Damn and you say I'm the crazy one.

To be concluded.....