Editing Scion (section)

===Relationships ===

====[[The Thinker]]====
The Thinker can be considered the most important thing to Scion, as along with himself, the Thinker is vital to completing the cycle. In essence, they gave Scion a sense of purpose. When the Thinker died, Scion was devastated, falling into what can be considered a deep depression.<ref name=":1" />

====[[Kevin Norton]]====
Kevin was one of the only humans Scion listened to, though Scion never followed his commands down to the word. After being told to stop drifting aimlessly and begin helping the world at large, Scion began engaging in large-scale heroic activities. Scion saw this as a task that he could pursue, a role he could fulfill. Scion would return to Kevin every once in a while, and Kevin would either clarify certain imperatives he gave Scion or simply engage in one-sided conversation with him. Scion took his name, Zion, from one of Kevin's conversations.<ref>Kevin didn’t take his eyes off the golden man.  “He scares me.  He chose ''me'' to listen to, of all people.  I’m the most powerful person in the world, just because of ''that''.  Because I can tell the strongest, most ''capable'' man in the world what to do.”<br><br>“And you ran?”<br><br>“It took me a while to realize what I’d set in motion.  I started hearing about him.  Word on the street, newspapers, radio.  The golden man saves a small island from disaster.  The golden man interrupts a burgeoning war.  But it wasn’t until that ''damned'' clip began playing on the news that I realized what I’d gotten into.”<br><br>“I don’t understand.”<br><br>“He’d visit regular, right?  Stop by, like he was checking if I had anything else to say.  Maybe I’d tell him to be more gentle with people when saving them from a car crash, or after that horned bastard came climbing out of the ground and the golden man flew right past it to visit me, I told him he needed to ''help'' next time, to fight that monster and anything like it.  But sometimes I didn’t have anything to say, and it’s not like he obeys my every instruction down to the last detail, so sometimes he’d hang out here at half past four in the goddamn morning, and I couldn’t get rid of him, so I’d just ''talk''.”<br><br>“Talk?”<br><br>“About whatever.  A book I’d gotten my hands on.  Current events.  The generosity of strangers.  Or I’d fix him up some clothes so he looked decent and talk about the clothes.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/24/interlude-18x/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 18.x]]</ref>