When Michael returned to The Sanctuary, a Protector known as Delta approached him. "Michael I need to tell you something! "Delta yelled whilst running after Michael who was heading towards the meeting room. "What is it?" Michael curiously asked as Delta never really asked for anything from anyone as he is the type of person who thinks they can do almost anything by themselves. "A New Neutral is outside the barrier!" Delta explained whilst he was starting to get more worried by the second. (A Neutral is the title given to a person when people are unsure whether they are a Destroyer or a Protector) "Why didn't you help them?" Michael questioned Delta. "They're a kid! I'm not good with talking to kids... I wouldn't be surprised if my looks alone would scare them!" Delta said nervously knowing that Michael wouldn't be happy. "Fine...I'll do your job for you then... don't expect this from me in the future." Michael said whilst preparing to head out. Delta then sent Michael the coordinates through his CPU and before he knew it, Michael was just a moving speck in the distance.
As Michael was nearing the destination, he started picking up energy readings in the area, the type of energy that is emitted from the average living being. "I hear a noise... it's getting closer...what's going to happen when it reaches me?" Michael heard the voice... the voice of a child. "Telepathy." he said to himself as it wasn't a rare occurrence for someone with the ability to perform telepathy to do it without knowing. "No... I don't want it to find me... I don't want to be found anymore... first that guy covered in black stuff with the glowing blue eye and now the sound of... rockets?" Michael then realised that the noise scaring the child was him flying around... but that was impossible as Michael would be able to see the child if the kid was able to hear him... he hovered until he had completely stopped and then scanned the area...after a quick look around, he saw the kid... and he looked strange. His skin was pale and the clothes on the upper half of his body were all white whilst the bottom half was all black... the kid's hair was black with red coloured tips... although the red colour seemed to be moving as it was sometimes covering the entirety of his hair.
Michael started heading towards them as quietly as he could. "How is it this loud? It sounds like it's getting louder... it's hurting my head... just stop please... make the noise stop." Michael in reality knew that the noise would stop when he got to the kid... but there was nothing he could do to tell the kid that. Then... in the blink of an eye, Michael wasn't in The Multiverse any longer... he was in an endless abyss... falling, despite him having the ability to fly he was constantly falling... endlessly, it never seemed to stop... he looked below him and all he could see was darkness...until he was falling for what felt like a minute... he then saw horrific monsters... so terrifying that he could not even describe them... he didn't realise it until now but... when he listened very closely to his surroundings he could hear what seemed to be a child whispering "Make it stop... make it stop." repeatedly...Michael had not felt fear... well at least not since his childhood that he told everyone about but this... despite him being mechanical... it made him shiver... he then began to think of the last time he had felt fear... he couldn't think of anything... but those six giant glowing yellow eyes staring at him from the darkness that he had seen quite a few times... he remembered what those eyes told him... they told him that there is nothing to worry about which was true... there was nothing to fear...but the eyes seemed to dig into his very existence as they would not leave his mind. Michael looked around only to see those eyes staring at him from every single angle... watching him... judging him...without saying a word, the eyes implied that they were getting impatient and basically asking Michael "Why haven't you completed your mission yet?" but Michael could not come up with an answer. Michael held his head... his soul turning pink with fear... "Make it stop." he whispered to himself... "Make it stop." he whispered again... before he knew it... he was in sync with the voice whispering in his ear... "Make it stop...make it stop." Michael's soul began burning a bright red colour... the flame then engulfed him and he stopped falling... the flame then burned brighter and the creature that Michael saw disappeared... he finally felt free... the darkness began to fade into the familiar white open space that he had now grown to appreciate more...when he looked around... the kid was gone.