Kyrie sat alone in the bed not knowing if what had happened was real. Everything was so fucked and distorted. It couldn't have been real. Right?

"Kyrie... Can I lay with you?" It was Chun. The petite boy with the bowl cut. Everyone knew and loved Chun. "I had a nightmare."

"I... I had a nightmare too." Kyrie stared at his wrist. It just couldn't be real. It was a scarred and stitched vulture. It was dripping yellow ooze that burned to touch. How was this real?

Chun crawled up into the white bed. Only now did Kyrie notice he was half naked, wearing just his boxers. Kyrie felt a little weird about this but chose not to say anything. Instead he welcomed his younger and held him tight. He needed the support right now.

"I'm sorry, Kyrie. I know it was scary. I got one too, mines a rabbit." Kyrie now realized why Chun was actually half naked. It was to show Kyrie his initiation mark so he could feel better.

The event was extremely traumatic for Kyrie. But for just one moment he stopped thinking of himself. "Chun, how old are you?"

"Me? I'm twelve." Chun looked up at Kyrie curiously, not understanding why he asked for his age.

"That's amazing... the fact you can endure something so horrible, at your age." Kyrie felt his eyes burning again, but this time he couldn't hold back the tears. They began falling and he started to pet the younger's hair not really knowing why.

"Kyrie, I hope we get to be really good friends. Maybe even brothers." Chun looked up at Kyrie hopefully. Their dark brown eyes locking. Then they both smiled. Because now they were connected through a similarity. That in itself was the goal of initiation. To have something members all can relate on. A common experience.

For the first time in Kyrie's life, he wasn't alone. In that moment he had Chun, and that was everything he ever needed.