Episode 2 - Nowhere to run.

                                    

                                          
"So... he's after us?" Second asked, wiping his face with his arm.
"Yes, I guess so... ugh, I don't get it!" Chosen groaned, stressfully putting his hands on his face. "I thought you killed him, after you used your powers on him..."
The group all looked at Second, puzzled. They didn't have any recollection of Second having such abilities.
"I... I don't have powers," Second said in a confused tone.
"What?"
"I don't have any powers, I have no idea what you're talking about," Second repeated once more, sitting up.
"You don't remember... anything?"
"Remember what?"
"Just... forget about it," Chosen sighed. He doesn't remember when he awakened his powers right in front of him? This was going to be hard.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Chosen gasped and collapsed to his knees. Second stood up and ran over to him.
"Chosen!"
Second kneeled down to reach his level and put a hand on his shoulder. The group ran over to them.
"Chosen, what happened?"
"My c- chest..."
Another vision flashed in Chosen's eyes. Tall buildings... a dark room... a glowing, red hue... Chosen's eyes widened.
"He's in the city!"
After he said that, the pain in his chest increased. Chosen gasped once more, and then the pain stopped. Chosen felt exhausted and grabbed onto Second for support. 
"Dark's in the city?" Yellow questioned.
Chosen nodded, not saying anything. 
"Well then," Second said, standing up. "Let's go look for him-"
"No!" Chosen cried, quickly grabbing Second's arm. "It's not safe for you or your friends."
Chosen stood up, still grasping onto Second.
"Chosen, please - we'll be fine!"
"No, Second, I will do it - I insist. I don't want anything happening to you guys. I'm serious."
Second looked shocked for a moment, then he smiled at Chosen.
"I'm thankful that you want to protect us, but... how about your chest? Does it still hurt?"
Chosen put a hand on his chest, thinking for an answer to give him.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it," Chosen said in a hushed tone after a short moment.
Chosen let go of Second's arm and headed for the portal. Just before he went through, Second called out for him.
"Wait!"
Chosen looked back at him.
"Promise me that you'll be okay." 
He smiled at Second and walked towards him. He then put a hand on Second's shoulder.
"I'll be okay, Second, I promise."
Chosen ran to the portal and went through it. After he did so, it closed behind him. The group walked to Second.
"Second, are you gonna be okay?" Green asked, standing beside him. "I mean, you just had a mental breakdown just a while ago, and now we just found out that Dark is still alive. I don't know, it just sounds a bit... crazy."
At first, there was no response. Second was... thinking. There was so much going on right now.
"Hello?" Green asked, snapping his fingers in front of Second. "Earth to Second!"
"A- Ah... yeah, I'll be okay," he uttered, snapping back to reality. However, the rest of them didn't seem convinced.
"Sure, whatever you say..." Red mumbled, arms crossed, not believing a word that he said.
Meanwhile with Chosen...
Chosen flew to the city, not exactly knowing what to expect. All he really got was two visions and a really bad pain in the chest. But, he knew that Dark was still alive, he's currently in the city and he's seeking for revenge, and for him, that was quite a lot of information. He landed in a small alleyway in-between some buildings, hoping he wouldn't get caught using powers. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, out on the busy streets. No one noticed him - they were too busy with their own lives. Or so he thought...
Dark was on an apartment rooftop, watching Chosen as he escaped the alleyway. Dark chuckled as Chosen wandered around the buildings.
"Oh, this is fun," Dark sighed, still watching Chosen. He made some fire with one hand, turned his back and walked away from the edge of the building. 
"There's nowhere to run now Chosen - you've already fallen into my trap. And after I'm done with you..."
Dark clutched his fiery hand, putting out the fire.
"...your little friend Second will be next." 
To be continued...