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Stephen stayed behind as Jackson went to go find the rest of their new team. Stephen was more interested in taking in all of the sights before he bothered with social and team technicalities. This place is everything he dreamed it would be. Everywhere he looked there were young and fit people with determination in their eyes. Not all of the faces were strange. Some were very recognizable as pro players waltzed around the showroom. It was weird to see them in nice clothes and not running either for their lives, or after someone else's.

Stephen seemed to walk aimlessly, the badge with his photo I.D. bouncing against his chest. As time progressed, everyone was finding their places. So many new teams were forming up this year. The competition was getting more fierce with each passing year. Perfect, Stephen thought as he imagined finally getting a chance to play on a Bullet Hell field. He wasn't scared of death. Death didn't excite him either. He just wants the adrenaline rush that such an extreme sport could only give.

To his right, Stephen noticed the man known as, "World Destroyer". He was with a team, perhaps as a mentor? That's not too encouraging. To his left there were more teams talking to mentors. Some were meeting for the first time, and some were already discussing battle strategies. To be honest, some of the players here looked very intimidating. And straight ahead Stephen spotted the silver head of his best friend, Jackson.

As Stephen approached the seats that Jackson was sitting at he noticed the two others. Both were women, one had very vibrant red hair and carried a certain friendliness to her. The other... not so much. From joining in on conversation Stephen picked up that the girl with the red hair's name is Shannon. The very tough looking woman was Kelly Michaels, their mentor. Stephen was excited, a hard and strict mentor made him convinced that they would do good in competitions.

When a moment came up to interject into the conversation Stephen stepped forward to introduce himself. "Hey there, I'm Stephen. Jackson here is my buddy, and we're the ones who started this team. So it looks like we're three down, two to go? I wonder where they are?". And what they're like?