Yves, with his confidence at an all-time high, embarks on his journey to the training center. He remembers the contents of the envelope and feels excited to see what is going to happen. He is also very surprised that in a matter of less than a week, they are doing this event.

  The town is a little more vibrant than when he last saw it. He felt happy about how much people are trying to change after surviving such a catastrophe.

  Yves walked until he finally saw the training center. He is wearing his normal clothing; he has other accessories that Leia and Fabio have gifted him, but he feels that it would be very disrespectful if he went with fancy clothing to an event that was a result of the catastrophe.

  Yves entered the training center.

  He was greeted by a large crowd of people; he couldn’t tell where to go; he was stuck in the large crowd.

  Yves suddenly feels a hand grabbing his collar, and it starts to drag him; he is unable to do anything, nor can he see who is grabbing him. His heart began beating faster, adrenaline began pumping profusely, and he felt himself ready to fight anyone.

  “Yves!” A faint voice can be heard.

  Yves looked in all directions until he finally saw that that person was Leia. Waving her hands, urging him to come.

  Yves resisted, but his body refused to move. At a point when he broke into a panic, he felt a wave of calmness hit him.

  His entire body relaxed, his pupils changed color, and his hand released ink.

  “Here he is.”

  Yves looked up, his face completely stoic. He saw how everyone was in an auditorium.

  His mind got stuck; he was confused. How was he able to arrive at the eighth floor without walking up the stairs?

  Yves felt his body be released from the person carrying him; at this point, the trail of ink could be seen.

  Yves remembered why he was here; his mind became normal, and the ink he produced returned to his body.

  Yves felt a strong surge of power enter his body; his body became paralyzed.

  “Yves, come here!”

  Yves looked at Fabio, but he couldn’t move his body.

  Everyone looked at Yves and then looked at the center stage.

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  The masked man appeared once again with many medals, the stage light on top of him. The masked man is wearing a tuxedo.

  Yves felt confused but decided to wait until he was discovered and carried over.

  “Ladies and gentlemen. Hello and welcome. We are all here to honor everyone who had the highest contribution to help make this town safe in the attack by these beings.” The lights dim; everyone’s mood decreases. “Let’s take a minute of silence for all the people who died in the attack; may they rest in peace.”

  “...”

  The entire crowd stayed quiet; there could be heard some people trying their best to not cry.

  “Thank you for taking this time—I would also like to congratulate everyone who helped in this time. Thank you for helping people you might not even know. We all appreciate how, without any powers, you worked hours trying to find and help all of the survivors.”Yves hadn't realized, but there was a large crowd there to see the awards. There are ten people with Specter moose positioned all over the town.

  One on the first floor was the reason for so many people, and the remaining nine were positioned at equal distances from each other for as many people to tune in and watch.

  “I will now present the medals for the people who contributed the most in our training center. The awards are categorized into five sections. The first section is for our medics, the people who were there to help the injured people. The second section is the people who fought against the calamities. The third section is for all the people who helped guard and evacuate people into safety zones. The fourth section is for the first responders, the people who stopped the fires and rescued people trapped in the rubble. The final section will be for everyone, as you did an incredible job.”

  The crowd began cheering; the sounds of people screaming and celebrating could be heard throughout the entire town.

  Yves tried to cover his ears, but due to his paralyzation, there was nothing he could do; he had to support the loud noise.

  “Calm down. Let’s now begin. For our medics, I would like to call all of Ms. Sofia’s squad, Mr. Bell’s squad, Ms. William’s squad, and Mr. Aaronson’s squad!!”

  The crowd again began chanting as each member of the said squads got up to receive their awards.

  “These people are the main people who tried tirelessly to help the injured people. These people are normally the least appreciated, but they are the most important in any place.

  The masked man grabbed the medals and placed them in the people's chest area.

  They got up to the crowd and raised their hands to appreciate their rewards. Again the crowd erupted in cheer.

  They came down and returned to their seats.

  Yves got a little confused; he knew that Fabio was a healer, he knew that he helped.

  “Now let’s begin with the people who risked their lives to fight against these calamities. Now may Mr. Miller's squad, Mr. Moore's squad, Ms. Harris's squad, and Mr. Young’s squad!!”

  They got up; the crowd was still going wild; they received their awards and returned without any celebration. They are just pleased that their efforts are being recognized and their dead teammates are also being celebrated.

  “For our guards and evacuators! Please come up, Mr. and Ms. Flores and their squad, for their impeccable jobs!!”

  Both pairs got up, their faces filled with joy and appreciation.

  “For first responders, I would like to call Mr. Adams and his squad to help excavate people and turn off all the fires.”

  They received their awards and sat back down.

  “Wait—there is something else that we would like to give awards for. These next awards are the most important as they are personal. The next people are the people who contributed the most out of any of the people in the attack.”

  The entire crowd got quiet; they were excited to see who was going to get the most prestigious awards.

  “First for the person that if it weren’t for them, we would have had more deaths. I would like to call for Adam!!”

  The crowd exploded louder than the previous ones.

  Pictures of him fighting against the wendigos and Skinwalkers began appearing behind him. “Now for the next, I would like to call for Ms. Sofia and the person that she feels is the best healer we have.” Everyone got quiet; Yves felt his body shiver. He has an idea of what is going to happen, but he is too scared to be wrong.

  “I would love to call the future top healer. Fabio Torres!!”