*The three are walking down the quiet deserted morning street, they are looking for traces of Jude's phenomenon: Cataclysm

*The evidence has led them into the deserted streets, there are large cracks in buildings and the floor, a sign that Jude's stress levels have affected the world.

Concussion: Ugh, come on. where the hell is this kid.

Jack: He isn't just a kid Luca. Do you know how deadly he can get?

Concussion: Yes yes, I get it. But we've been on the street for hours, how has he not shown his face?

Lavina: I have a feeling that we are getting closer to his location, the cracks are getting wider...

*Large chasms have split the land apart, the ground seems to be barely hanging on.

*24 Minutes later, They come across a little boy, sitting in the street, alone.

Jack: Is that him there?-

Lavina: I believe so.

Concussion: Finally. lets get this over with. *runs up to the boy*

Lavina: CONCUSSION. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?

*The boy turns his head to see concussion running toward him. He stands up quickly in fear, A large chasm suddenly opens up between him and concussion

Concussion: GAH- WHAT THE FU- *Slips*

Jack: *grabs Concussion before he can fall into the pit.* What are you thinking Luca?!

Concussion: grgh... you little...

Lavina: Luca, don't- his stress levels will escalate-

Jude: Wh- what do you want f-from me-

Lavina: We want to take you somewhere safe Jude, the AAC could find you if you stay out on the streets like this...

Concussion: *impatiently* Okay come on, lets get a move on *tugs at Jude's arm*

*Jude's stress levels increase.*

Lavina: Concussion. stop. Leave him alone.

Concussion: *continuously tries to force Jude to come with*

Jack: Luca please! You don't know who you're dealing with!

*Concussion reaches out to Jude but a brilliant white square materializes onto Jude's arm, and as concussion tries to grab him, his hand gets burned when he touches it.*

Concussion: WHAT IN THE- OKAY. YOU'VE DONE IT NOW MISTER.

*before concussion can do anything, large cracks begin to split apart the fabric of reality itself*

*Jude's expression becomes blank, and his glasses have cracked.*

Lavina: Oh fuck- Concussion, Jack, get back, this isn't going to end well...

*A bright blue light emits from Jude's eyes as he begins to hover above the ground. Large parts of the ground are picked up and are floating around him, white quadrilaterals are appearing at random places, and cracks are getting larger.*

Jack: Guys...cover your ears. NOW.

*Jude lets loose a loud, distorted, yet melodic cry, it rings through the desolate streets, and the three are covering their ears. The glow in Jude's eyes is becoming more intense...*

Will be continued