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Trip walked down the a cobble stone street in between Song and Dart. They were heading for the academe of Defenders. Which had been explained to Trip, a place where he'd learn magic from Flash Graycloud. The idea of learning magic was truly an exciting one, but he was to sure what these people used their magic for here.
"Hey, Song, what's the reason everyone with magic comes here, and what do they do here?" Trip asked.

Dart rolled his eyes. "So many questions."

Song just laughed. "Well, everyone born here possess some form of magic, whether it's Defender or Deceiver. And what we do here that's a bit harder to answer." She hesitated. "You see, we keep the earth from being destroyed, whether in be from large meteors or.......other things."

"You mean aliens." Trip smirked.

"Not the way you think." Song sighed. "We've never actually had a problem with aliens, yet. But their are people who seek to take over the earth, and that must be stopped. In order for the world to not be destroyed. We need a balance of nations. Which is why we fought in the World Wars."

"Okay." Trip shrugged. "if you say so."

"I do." Song frowned. "But right now we have a bigger problem than World Wars."

"Really?" Trip grinned. "Bigger than a world war?"

"Don't mock me!" Song glared. "This whole planet could be destroyed! You should not be laughing."

Trip frowned. "Destroyed. You're just pulling my leg right?"

Song shook her head. "You see every planet possess life. It may not be the same as the life down here, but there is life. We were in a good relationship with the Defenders of Mars a very long time ago. They were the only other planet that held earth life."

"Mars doesn't hold life." Trip remarked. "And especially not human life."

"Not anymore." Dart grinned. "Right before the space age began around here, we received a distress signal from Mars, but when we arrived............nothing. Nothing, but dirt and rocks as far as the eye could see."

"All the life that used to be there just disappeared." Song brushed her bangs out of her face. "The only thing left behind was a strange symbol."

Trip looked around. "Did you guys live though all this or what?"

"No, it's history, dork!" Dart cuffed the back of Trip's head.

"Right." Trip glared back at Dart. "So you think this 'thing' could come back here?"

Song shook her head. "It already has."