OKAY, SO THIS IS A SEQUEL TO 'GREY' AND WILL NOT MAKE SENSE UNLESS YOU READ IT, SO PLEASE DO SO!

Brown is a secondary quintessence, made of all three colour quintessence, Red, Yellow and Blue. It represents the understanding and the manipulation of the other quintessence relative to your own. the most common use of Brown quintessence is detecting another's core quintessence or hiding your own from another's view. The physical representation of Brown quintessence is magnetic fields.

"Okay, Lance, so today, we're going to be focusing on yellow quintessence."

10-year-old Lance smiled at Abuela, who couldn't help but smile back. In her hand was a small yellow rock, one that glowed brightly illuminating much more than a single candle ever could. Telling Lance to hold out his hands, she carefully placed the rock into the young child's hands, watching as the stone continued with its light, though it weakened slightly now it was away from her quintessence.

"What does it remind you of?" She asked firmly, making sure to have Lance's attention as he stared into the heart of the stone. It was very easy to get lost in quintessence, especially ones like this. The young Altean frowned as he rolled the stone carefully in his hands, feeling as the quintessence pulsed like a strong heart, radiating a strong warm at a slow but solid pulse.

"It reminds me of Mama, but, calmer. It's like, like a calm breath, I suppose." Abuela smiled brightly at Lance, not that he noticed the praise, being unable to pull his eyes from the memorising sight. Despite the child's weak point in detecting others quintessence, he was very good at identifying what it was he could see.

"Yes, your mother has strong ties to yellow quintessence, much stronger than it is to red. You see, Lance, yellow quintessence represents the Earth, strong and peaceful, having the longest patience out of any of the other quintessences. However, it is the most stubborn and most set in their way, and can be the hardest to convince. You'll find it hard to take it head on in a short amount of time."

"They would be a great friend." Abuela tilted her head.

"What makes you so sure?" Lance only smiled, his eyes never leaving the glow of the rock that he cradled in his hands.

"They be everything I'm not."

Putting the last of his clothes into the assigned drawer, Lance sighed. He hadn't brought a lot with him to the Galaxy Garrison, just a few of his favourite clothes, his DS, phone and all the skin care ointments that he owned. He didn't even bring any books on quintessence, not with the high chance of it being caught, that and Lance doubted he'll even have time to study quintessence at the high detail he used to. But that was okay, because he was learning to fly, even if it was just cargo, meaning that he'll be able to go to space and help.

That's all he really wanted to do.

"Um, are you Lance McClain?" Turning towards the door, Lance came eye to eye with a tall, bulky teen. He stood nervously at the door frame, holding a duffle bag at his side, as if scared to walk in without permission.

"Yep. That's me!" He replied brightly, smiling bright enough that, if his face scales were visible, they would be glowing brightly. Despite not being able to see them, the other boy seemed to brighten up. Good. The other teen seemed more relaxed now, making Lance wonder how many times he had rehearsed that one line.

"Okay, cool. Uh, I'm Hunk Garett, I'm supposed to be your roommate and, uh…" Now he had gone back to awkward. Lance narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see what quintessence the human had, something that was a lot harder to do in humans rather than Alteans, maybe it was the face scales that helped with that.

"Cool! I've taken the bed to the right already, so I guess the bed to the left is yours. I've just finished putting my stuff away, so I can help you if you need any help." The boy, Hunk, his name is Hunk, smiled shyly at him walking in slowly to put his stuff on his bed while he sorted out his clothes. While the boy's back was turned, Lance went to focus back on the quintessence around him. Man, he had forgotten how hard this was for him when they were all human and you hadn't grown up right next to them. Paulyne had got this straight away, she had gotten most things straight away, except for the primary quintessence, but barely anyone could use those these days anyway.

Except him, but no one really cared for someone who could manipulate your mind.

It took a bit of concentration, but it didn't take too long before sparkles of yellow flooded into Lance's vision, catching him by surprise. Sure, he was kind of expecting yellow of some kind, the teen really did remind him of Mama, but a pure quintessence core?

There was 10 different quintessences, five primary and five secondary. Most people had a mixture of different quintessences, like his Abuela with cyan face scales or his older sister Catheryne's muddy green ones, but Lance was the only one in the family, and the only one the family knew of, that had a pure core, with no influence of any other colour, just a pure calm blue.

So, the likelihood of him meeting one that also had a pure core, well, the chances were very, very low.

"So, what are you studying? I'm on the cargo piolet course, though I wanted to be on the fighter class but I got rejected from it." Lance attempted to make conversation with him, and, to his utmost joy, the other kid was okay with the conversation.

"Oh, that's cool. I'm on the engineer course." He smiled at Lance, and Lance couldn't help but smile back.

"Wow, you must be really smart, like, I saw some of the tests you needed to do to be accepted on the course and wow do you need to know a lot of stuff…" Lance began to ramble on about everything and nothing, but the Hunk didn't seem to mind, even expanded on some points, which is more than even his sisters ever did.

"I have an important question for you, Hunk." Lance suddenly stated seriously, changing the atmosphere in seconds.

"What's that?" Hunk was nervous again, his fingers suddenly fiddling with wires that he had in his pocket.

"What's your Hogwarts house. Mine's Gryffindor." Lance said in the most serious voice he could muster.

"Hufflepuff." Lance broke out into the biggest smile of the day.

"This is going to be a beautiful friendship."

Abuela: How was your first day? Did you meet any new friends?

BlueChild: yeah my roommates called hunk

BlueChild: he has a pure yellow pure

BlueChild: how cool is that

BlueChild: i told you that people with yellow cores would be great friends

Abuela: You did. Don't forget, you're also there to study, although, it is nice to know you're making friends.

Abuela: Don't forget to say hi to Catharyne, she wants to know what you're up to.

BlueChild: i wont

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Paulyne smiled as she walked into the kitchen, sitting at the table ready for dinner. Said table was rather empty now, because not only was Lance and Catharyne missing due to their studies, but half the adults too, leaving just five people at the table instead of the normal nine.

"Mama, when's Lance coming home?" Skye was innocent, only just started her druid training. A look was shared between Denise and Mama. Were they hiding something?

"We don't know." Mama muttered as she began serve the spaghetti. "But don't worry about that sweetheart. Lance knows what he's doing." She didn't seem to believe herself, but Skye did and went on to eat her food, not noticing the dark atmosphere that had settled in the room.

Lance was not a 'touchy' subject, something that most of the family now actively avoided, his words having split the family in two. Mama was worried he would actually go into space and leave them behind, Denice felt sorry for what she said, but by the looks of things she didn't regret telling Lance the things that she did. On the other side of the spectrum, Catharyne didn't talk to the family for weeks after she found out what they had said to Lance, having been told by Skye, who didn't really understand the fact that they may never see Lance ever again, especially being so close to the Lion. Grandfather didn't care, like usual, and Auntie Ashleigh had gotten into a full-fledged argument with Mama, something that had never happened between the two women. But, Abuela…

Abuela had stopped coming to dinner, instead spending more and more time in the 'barn'.

She was up to something, Paulyne could feel it deep in her bones, feel the odd way that the quintessence was feeling these days, feel how it was changing.

Something was going to happen, and soon.

Lance was going to be right of the middle of it.