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One year has passed since the deaths of Lilian and Dargo Smith, the parents of Stryker Smith, its been a tough year for him as he had to move into an apartment near his university and leave his childhood home. However, for him as Vineslinger, due to him becoming Avenger for 6 months and people figuring out Avenger and Vineslinger are one and the same, many disregard him as a hero. Even everything he's done for them, nearly everyone hates him and he has been working on regaining his reputation. He is an official PHL hero and PROS member now but still does local work as both Vineslinger and himself.

However, it isn't his reputation that hurts him the most, its the fact that he wasn't able to save his parents from the explosion that took their lives and he regrets that as well as the fact that he let his anger get the better of him to become Avenger. Every day after coming to his senses, he keeps thinking about his parents and wished they were still around. For him, he feels like he is living a nightmare and at times, feels like he's alone in the world. But his friends always remind him that they're there and to him, they're his family now as family isn't always determined by blood, its determined by those that you let into your lives.

For this one day, Stryker doesn't don the Vineslinger persona as he just wants to have this day to himself and being near his parent's grave while bringing dragon lily flowers. Even ignores calls from others to check up on him since he just wants to focus on time with his parents. However, at times he feels like something is embracing him from behind and oddly, enjoyed the feeling but its hard to tell if its one person or two people hugging him.

- At Night

Stryker was still sitting near the grave stones looking at them remembering the good times with his parents but is both happy and sad.

"I...can't say it enough but...I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to save you two..."thought Stryker holding back tears,"every day, I just wish this was some nightmare I'm having, just to see you two again".

He suddenly heard a motorbike drive up and he turned to look and saw a green motorbike with a Zeraora.

"Stryker? Are you doing alright, I thought you'd be home by now." said the Zeraora walking up to him.

"I-Issac? Y-Yeah, I'm fine guess I lost track of time," replied Stryker getting up picking up his phone and hat.

"I understand that," said Issac while looking at the graves,"one year..."

Stryker nodded walking up to him,"yeah...one year".

Issac hugged him and Stryker did the same back.

"I better head on home, it is late," said Stryker looking at his phone and leaving to his own motorbike".

"Hold on, I think you should grab something to eat, I'll take you somewhere to eat, consider it my treat," offered Issac.

Stryker looked back," I know better to argue with you".

The two smiled at each other as they got on their motorbikes and headed to a restaurant.

"Heh...good old Issac, the closest person I have to an older brother," thought Stryker smiling.