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Typically the recruiter staff, Jean and Sadria, of the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters would approach the parents of young mutants to sit down and formally discuss the options for their child to come to Bayville and become a student. However in the case of two young mutants in Topeka Kansas this wasn't an option. Both girls were orphaned at rather young ages living in an orphanage and only in the last couple years they're powers or at least the use of their powers became more active. It was this activity in their powers which alerted Jean Grey Shadow of their existence. However she was not the only telepath to pick up their activity. It was the job of Adien and Blake Frost, the remaining of the triplets, to seek out new recruits for the Academy. So as Jean and Sadria took off from the institute in the x jet the Frost brothers were traveling via their company's private jet both parties heading for the same location. The two fourteen year old girls, Salena Gabaldon an African American with dark brown curly hair with almost translucent wings that looked similar to the pattern and colors of a monarch butterfly and her friend Justice Beachum a dirty blonde capable of becoming inorganic rock, had bonded not only as orphans but also as the only two mutants on their all girls orphanage.

Having some spare money the pair had hoped for a bit of a distraction from their boredom and the general bullying that went along with being the 'freaks' of the orphanage. So the pair had made the long walk from the orphanage in town to the field that a traveling rodeo was set up. They'd chosen the final night of the rodeo both carrying book bags containing their clothes wanting to perhaps just sneak away with the rodeo and escape their lives at the orphanage. They paid their admission then slowly and casually walked around checking out the different events and vendors. They noticed that all the workers gave greetings and nods to a Mister Whitland the pair figured he was the man in charge. And they noticed that the man often was seen in the company if a younger man, which given the younger called the other 'dad' confirmed they were father and son, and then a girl with dark black hair always at the side of the younger. Salena and Justice did their best to kind of blend into the crowd. They didn't want to draw any attention to themselves.

However their hope to go unnoticed was ruined when a group of five local men recognized them as the mutant girls from Pauline. That was another reason they wanted to get away, Pauline was a very small town so everyone knew they were mutants. There had been many fights over the years between them and locals, always started by the locals. And as they pulled their hoodies up over their heads hoping to hid their faces it was too late. “Hey look fellas it’s the little FREAKS.”, the largest said nudging in his buddies and pointing to them. “Well, look at that. Didn’t we tell that Miss Abernathy to not let those mutants run free no more.”, a gangly blonde agreed with a sneer. Justice locked her arm with Salena and tugged her down an opposite direction of the men. “Come on, let’s just avoid them.”, Justice whispered. She didn’t want to draw any attention and if those five self righteous men pushed them enough to defend themselves the whole stealth was out the window because she’d go rock form and pound these fools into a puddle. Salena nodded silently her butterfly wings twitching against her skin under the hoodie as she fought the urge to just flutter away. But them trying to avoid the group didn’t stop them from following after them. “We really ought to do something about those two. Reverend Randall would be right please with us if we made a proper example of those two mutants. Show the community that the Church of Humanity won’t stand by while scum like them are free to roam our streets and go to our schools.”, the oldest of the group said firmly as they moved to follow the girls.

One of the rodeo workers saw the five men following a pair of young girls and quickly went to find Alex since he knew well enough that Alex took the safety of the patrons of the rodeo very serious. He found Alex over my the horse stalls. “Mister Whitland.”, the man greeted. Alex turned from the horse he was tending to, it having gotten something stuck in its hoof. “What is it Barry?”, Alex asked looking back to the horse and managing to pop out the offending object with not a drop of blood. “I just saw a group of men following after two young girls. I can’t say for sure what’s going on but the two girls seemed in a big hurry to not be around the men.”, Barry explained. Alex sighed shaking his head letting the horse’s leg drop and gently patted its neck. “All better.”, Alex said before exiting the stall. “Where are they. Rather nip this in the butt before it gets violent.”, Alex asked wiping his hands off on his jeans before adjusting his hat. “They were heading this way, follow me Mister Whitland.”, Barry said leading the way to where he’d last seen the men following the girls. Alex right behind Barry his eyes looking around trying to see if he could spot the potential issue. But they weren’t in sight. “Alright Barry they have to be somewhere. I want you to let the others know to keep an eye out and if they come across these men they are to be escorted calmly, no fighting, off the grounds. I’m going to keep looking over here.”, Alex instructed. Barry nodded heading off to spread the word to the other workers so they would have eyes all over the grounds looking for these men.

Tristan had just finished his event, placing to go onto the next round, and had easily found Blaire leaning on the back side of the fence to the ring having been watching him. “So over a month of traveling the circuit and you still can’t find better to do with your time than watch me ride?”, Tristan teased putting his arms around her waist as he walked up behind her. Blaire laughed softly leaning back into him. “Nope. Haven’t found a thing better than watching you do pretty much anything. Besides I like watching you ride, the movement of each muscle as that bull does everything it can to throw your fine ass, the little drops of perspiration that slide down from your hairline, and that darn smile on your face and look in your eyes when you ride. It keeps me from sitting here with my heart in my throat worried you are going to get hurt.”, Blaire explained turning in his arms taking his hat off his head with her right hand and pulling her blue bandana off her arm with the left then wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Tristan smiled leaning in giving her a kiss. “God I love having you here with me. Normally I get done with a ride, head to the truck to change out of my protective gear and just wander about bored. But now that you are here I’ve got a face in the crowd to look for when I ride and I know that when I get done with my ride I’ve got someone waiting for me.”, he said leaning pressing his forehead against hers. “I love you.”, he said simply. Blaire smirked at him giving him a soft kiss. “I love you too. Now about that changing out of your protective fear….how much time till you have to be back?”, she asked a devious sparkle in her sapphire eyes. Tristan laughed and kissed the end of her nose. “I think we might have time for that.”, he answered knowing exactly what the look meant taking her hand starting to lead the way to the truck.

Tristan and Blaire’s plan however got derailed as they turned a corner to run into the back of one of the five men who’d now gotten the two girls cornered by Tristan’s truck. “Hey buddy what ya think you’re doing back here? This area is for rodeo people only.”, Tristan said. Blaire however was more concerned with what she saw past the men, two girls backed against the truck. “Stay out of this boy. Take your….floozy and find somewhere else to be for a while. This is between us and these mutant freaks”, the largest man said looking back over his shoulder. Blaire’s eyes narrowed not just about being called a floozy but the term ‘mutant freaks’. She may not personally being a mutant but her family and friends were and she didn’t like the term freaks being used especially in the tone he was using. “Excuse me?”, Blaire said pushing past the group and moving to stand in front of the girls. “Don’t you even think about harming these girls.”, Blaire said firmly. Tristan pushed pas the men to stand with Blaire. “Oh look at that. What you two mutant trash too? Thought this was a rodeo not a freak show at the circus.”, one said spitting some chew out. “That was the most disgusting thing ever you just did there. And the only freak show here is what I’m looking at right now.”, Blaire countered glaring at the three men. Salena and Justice both blinked in confusion as the two strangers stepped in to defend them. That had never happened before.

“I told you to get stay out of this.”, the larger man said stepping forward and grabbing Blaire hard by the wrist. “Bad move.”, Tristan said shaking his head. The larger man snorted but was taking by surprise as Blaire, despite her petite size, grabbed his wrist with her free hand and twisted her arm to hold his wrist with the arm he thought he had and using his own momentum against him flipped the lummox to the ground and twisted his arm stepping on the point where the arm met the shoulder hard with her boot. “I do not take kindly to people touching me without my permission. Article 12 Universal Declaration of Human Rights; No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks. And let’s not forget Article 3; Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.”, Blaire quoted. Salena and Justice both went wide eyed when the man moved to grab the girl and they gasps in actual shock as he was brought to the ground by her. “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?”, The man yelled in pain. Tristan laughed a little looked from the scene of his girlfriend keeping the largest of the men on the ground by her boot to the others. One made a move forward to try and help free his friend but found himself getting a fist slammed into his face by Tristan. “Don’t even think about touching my girlfriend or these girls.”, Tristan said. Another moved to try and go after Tristan but stopped hearing a clicking sound behind him. “I’d suggest you not try to hurt those kids.”, Alex said simply shotgun cocked. “Blaire let him go.”, Alex said. All involved looked to Alex who was standing there rather authoritative holding his shotgun. Blaire sighed and released her hold and stepped away from the man. “As you wish Mister Whitland.”, Blaire said. “Thank you..”, Salena whispered from behind Blaire. Blaire looked over her shoulder at the girls and smiled.

“You boys must be who Barry told me about that where following after a couple young girls. We don’t kindly to that sort of thing here.”, Alex said looking to each of the men uncocking his gun and lowering its barrels. The tall gangly blonde moved to help the one up from the ground. “Oh but you take kindly to their kind? To filthy heathen mutants!”, the older man shouted pointed to the girls. “I don’t care if they are or aren’t mutants. That ain’t my business. They are however, from the looks of um, under aged youths who are patronizing my rodeo. So keep the peace and making sure my customers don’t come to harm is my job. So I would like you five to get out of my rodeo.”, Alex said keeping a perfectly straight face. One of the others was about to speak but as they opened their mouth the five all held their hands to the sides of their heads collapsing in agony and then fell unconscious. Salena and Justice gulped and looked at the three people. “Did..um did one of you do that?”, Justice asked. Tristan shook his head. “Wish I could say we did. But we’re just humans.”, Tristan answered looking around. It was Blaire that spotted them stepping into the light from the right. Blaire grabbed Tristan’s arm moving him a bit closer and slightly behind her out of instinct. She knew he could brawl but these weren’t stupid locals like the five men on the ground. “Mister and Mister Frost. I’d say it’s a pleasure but the only Frost men I say I’m happy to see have Bryant in their name too.”, Blaire greeted narrowing her eyes. Tristan and Alex both raised an eyebrow looking to the men.

Adien and Blake looked like clones the differences being that Adien wore a red polo and had a gold wedding ring while Blake wore a blue polo and had a silver wedding ring. “You know these two?”, Alex asked assuming by how Blaire moved to defend Tristan they weren’t nice guys. “Miss Delaney…and you two must be the Whitland men. Funny the way Apollo told the story we thought you’d at least be bigger.”, Adien spoke in his cold Boston accent. Tristan smirked he had a choice word but decided with the young ladies behind him and Blaire present he’d keep it to himself. “Well you tell Apollo I send my regards and hope that his smile wasn’t too off set by the tooth I knocked out.”, Tristan said choosing a less derogatory come back. “So I take it you two did this to them then?”, Alex questioned. “Yes Mister Whitland we did what you would not. We handled the problem for these two young mutants in need. Making these men just leave the property would not have worked. They know where these girls live and would have come for them.”, Blake stated. “Are they…are they dead?”, Salena asked peeking past Blaire to the men. “No lassie dey still breathing. Da lads actually used some restraint, a foreign concept for da Frost brothers.”, Sadria said stepping out from the left with Jean at her side. Blaire blinked and looked over at Jean and Sadria. “Aunt Sadria? Why…why are you and Missus Shadow here? Heck why are the tweedles here?”, Blaire asked. “We apparently are all here for the same reason.”, Jean said looking with a soft smile to Salena and Justice. “I’m Jean Shadow and this is my associate Sadria Delaney. We are mutants and we represent the Xavier Institute for Gift Youngsters. Which that is a school for mutants where we can help you learn to control your powers and be able to defend yourselves. And we would like to extend to you both the offer to come and study there in Bayville, New York.”, Jean explained looking only at the girls.

Adien and Blake snorted in unison. “We are Adien and Blake Frost of the Lehnsherr Academy, it is also a school for mutants. Similarly we train mutants in the control of their powers. However the difference is unlike the Institute we do not defend nor tolerate humans such as these ones.”, they spoke in unison pointing to the five men on the ground. Blaire shuddered when they spoke in unison. “Seriously you two are super creepy when you do that.”, Blaire stated. “Silence human.”, they again spoke in unison glaring at Blaire. Sadria’s hands closed into fists taking offense to the way the brothers spoke to her niece. “Now girls it is ultimately your choice what you want to do. You can stay here in this godforsaken place where humans like these will taunt you. You could go with those two and learn the tree huggers way where they don’t put the safety of mutants above the safety of mutants. Or you can make the right choice and come with us. We will train you to control your powers and at the Academy we know that mutants are the superior race and never put the life of a human above that of a fellow mutant.”, Adien said looking to the girls. “We do not put any life above someone else’s and certainly not based on being mutant or human. The Xavier institute wants mutant equality.”, Jean said. “Dere not’ing we can do nor say ta make dis decision for ya lassies. Jean and Ah will be in town for da next two days if ya wish ta come wid us ta our school we will make all da arrangements wid yer orphanage.”, Sadria said.

Justice and Salena exchanged looks not sure what they should do, but both didn’t want to stay there. Salena raised an eyebrow to Justice and Justice nodded. Salena carefully removed her book bag and then her hoodie tucking it inside letting her monarch butterfly wings pull free from where they looked must like a large tattoo against her lightly chocolate skin. Blaire and Tristan had turned to look at the girls when Sadria had spoken to them and blinked at the wings. “Those are more beautiful than the angel wings of the Worthingtons, Kearneys, and Stephan combined.”, Blaire commented softly. Justice took Salena’s bag from her and wrapped her arms around her friend as the pair took the only way out they saw, and flew up into the night sky. “Look what you two fools did. You’ve just made our jobs that much more complicated.”, Adien and Blake glared at Jean and Sadria. “Um I would rather that none of you brawl at my rodeo. So unless you can behave in a polite manor given the mixed company I suggest you leave.”, Alex said looking at the brothers and then at Jean and Sadria with the same look. He didn’t need to pick a side between the Institute and the Academy. Sure if he had to put his backing to a group of mutants it’d be the Institute only because of Aurelia and Logan though. Adien and Blake snorted. “Humans..”, they muttered turning leaving. Blaire sighed relaxing as they got further away. “Well that was fun.”, Tristan commented. “Tristan Whitland to the bull riding ring”, a voice over the speakers called. Tristan sighed and kissed Blaire’s cheek. “Looks like our alone time will have to wait, next round is starting.”, he said before fixing his hat and looking to Sadria. “Nice to see you as always ma’am.”, Tristan said giving a nod. “And to make your acquaintance Missus Shadow. If you’ll excuse me though.”, he said heading back in the direction of the event.

Alex looked at the pair of red heads and shrugged. “So what do we do with these guys?”, Blaire asked nudging one with the toe of her boot. “We will get them off grounds and returned to their homes. Their memories have already been erased by the Hive when they were knocked out.”, Jean said. “Here I’ll help you ma’am.”, Alex said moving to grab one by his arms. “Dere will be no need Mister Whitland. We have dis covered.”, Sadria said looking to Jean. The pair nodded and both looked at the men using their combined telekinesis to raise their prone forms up into the air. Alex sighed and nodded. “Apparently. Well you can load them in the truck there.”, Alex said tossing the keys to Blaire. “Mind helping your Auntie and Missus Shadow with delivering these men elsewhere?”, Alex requested. Blaire nodded catching the keys. “Sure thing Mister Whitland.”, Blaire agreed. Alex nodded and headed back to the main area of the rodeo to make sure his men knew the issue was resolved. Sadria and Jean loaded the unconscious men into the bed of the truck and climbed inside letting Blaire drive. “So who are these guys? Just generic douchbags or something more?”, Blaire asked looking to her aunt and Jean who seemed oddly quite. Sadria sighed. “They are members of a growing religious organization called the Church of Humanity. They are like the Friends of Humanity mixed with Westboro Baptist extremist religious mind sets. They have a small foothold here in the Midwest and are growing in other parts of the world too.”, Jean explained. “It was rather brave of you and your boyfriend there to step in to defend those girls.”, Jean added. Sadria nodded. “Aye, yer mum and dah be real proud how ya handled yerself. Yer dah and Uncle course would find how ya took dat big bloke down da best.”, Sadria said with a small laugh. “But Alison would be proud how you quoted the law as your defense of your use of violence while defending yourself and those girls.”, Jean added. Blaire smiled and shrugged. “What can I say I’m going to be a kick ass lawyer in more ways than one.”, Blaire grinned driving making the necessary stops as Jean told her of the houses for the men based on information she’d picked up from their minds.

As they returned to the rodeo Blaire looked to them. “So what do you think the girls will do? I mean they seemed really spooked and totally confused by it all.”, she questioned parking the truck stopping a foot away from Tristan who was sitting on a bale of hay waiting. “We don’t know. They are confused and uncertain what to do. Like many youths out there. We’d hoped to have beaten the Frosts here but apparently we arrived about the same time. With the new threat of the Church of Humanity being added to the Friends of Humanity it is more important than ever that we seek out the mutants of the world to offer them any help we can. We can only give them the option, as it is not our place to push or pressure them.”, Jean explained getting out of the truck followed by Sadria. Blaire jumped out the driver’s side and nodded. “Yeah. But do you think the Frost brothers will just let them make their choice or try to force them into choosing the Academy?”, Blaire asked sitting down on the hay leaning into Tristan giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Cann be sure. Da Frost brothers ain’t known for being delicate bout tings. And widout Christian to try and balance his brother’s blood lust it’s unclear.”, Sadria said giving a soft smile watching Tristan put his arm around Blaire kissing the top of her head. “Lord you two just adorable.”, Sadria said shaking her head. Blaire and Tristan laughed a little. “Thank ya ma’am.”, he commented. “Enough talk of business. How has yer traveling been? Yer dah’s theory is apparently proven wrong.”, Sadria asked sitting down on another bale of hay. Jean laughed. “Yes well wouldn’t be the first time Colby was wrong about something, and I’m sure won’t be the last.”, Jean commented. Tristan raised an eyebrow. “What was Mister Delaney’s theory?”, he asked. “Oh dat his daughter would be sick of being round ya 24/7 before da end of June and be wanting ta come home and be done wid ya.”, Sadria explained.

Blaire rolled her eyes and lightly squeezing him with a hug. “Yes well chalk that up to dad being extremely wrong. If not for the fact I’m already enrolled for fall classes at Harvard and my internship at the law firm at Worthington Industries in Boston I’d not go home at all.”, Blaire stated. Jean and Sadria laughed. “Yeah she’s Alison’s.”, Jean commented. Tristan raised an eyebrow feeling like he missed a joke. “When Alison first met Colby she had volunteered for a stake out to catch a serial killer who only went after mutant woman. Colby had thought first couple nights she’d have enough of living like a refuge camping out on a roof top with none of the amenities she was accustomed. Alison didn’t crack or give up till they caught the bastard and part of why she didn’t wasn’t that she liked having to rough it, but that she enjoyed his company. Granted this is a bit of a different situation. But traveling around as you do it’s not exactly what Blaire’s accustomed to but because she has you she doesn’t care one bit.”, Jean explained. Tristan shrugged but smirked a little keeping his arm tight around Blaire. “A one point during our relationship, I think it was back when Blaire was fifteen she said something about Blaires and Delaneys being a bit of a stubborn set of families that when they made their mind up on something they stuck to it and made it happen.”, Tristan said thinking back. He really hoped neither of the telepaths were reading his mind to know that that bit of conversation had occurred the morning after they had sex. Blaire smiled and shrugged. Sadria nodded. “Given Ah married a Delaney and have been good friends wid Alison since Ah was a teen Ah’m inclined to agree on dat stubborn gene.”, Sadria nodded. “Well I was just knocked out of the tournament, beaten by a mere four seconds. So what do you say to going to get some dinner? You ladies are welcome to join us for dinner.”, Tristan offered. Jean and Sadria shook their head. “No that’s alright. You kids go have fun. We should go check on the plane and check in with Duncan.”, Jean said standing up. Sadria nodded. “Take good care mah niece.”, Sadria gave a gentle warning. Tristan nodded. “Always ma’am.”, he agreed getting up and opening the truck door for Blaire to head out. As they got into the truck Sadria and Jean headed for their rental car to go back to the jet which was hidden in stealth mode in a field.

Having had their plans of stowing away with the crew of the rodeo ruined the girls had no choice but to try and return to the orphanage. Both were silent on the way back, both thinking about the offered of escape that had been presented to them. Both kept thinking back to how the two men had intervened and so quickly took out their would be attackers. Salena landed just down the road from the orphanage. “So what do we do? “, Salena asked looking to Justice as her wings adhered back to her skin on contact. Salena may be a few months older than Justice but Justice was generally the more forthcoming of them so Salena often looked to her in making decisions of any importance. Justice drew in a deep breath and looked down the streets to the lights from the orphanage then to Salena. “I know one thing we can’t go back there or stay here in this damn town anymore. Those people might have stopped those religious nuts tonight but that doesn’t help us tomorrow. They know who we are and will come to find us. I heard one of them say something a Reverend Randal. Which if they mean the same guy I’m thinking we need to get as far the fuck away from them as we can.”, Justice said sitting down and leaning against a tree. “Who is Reverend Randal?”, Salena asked. “I told you how online I saw a story about three mutants pinned to the cross and left on their front laws over in…Thompsonville. The actions were attributed to a cult like religion called Church of Humanity which is apparently here in Kansas lead by Reverend ‘Black’ Jack Randal, a former marine. He’s not called Black Jack for a card game. Stories online about him talked about some of the horrible things he did and that he didn’t retire but was dishonorably discharged after assaulting a superior officer all because he found out he was a mutant. I don’t want to stick around if he’s going to be looking for us.”, Justice explained. Salena nodded.

“But where do we go? Do we just hitchhike some place? Do we take one of those schools offers? I just don’t know if we did who we should side with.”, Salena frowned. Justice sighed and punched the ground in her frustration, her hand changing to its rock form causing a decent imprint into the ground. Salena jumped a little feeling the rumble in the ground from the hit. “Sorry Salena. I just I hate these people. I hate that because of these self righteous bastards we have never found real homes and can’t just live without fear.”, Justice said. Salena quietly agreed but was thinking how there was no where on earth they could go where they wouldn’t find humans like those men. “You know you both could have that.”, Adien and Blake said stepping out of their rental car. The girls both blinked looking at the two men with a gulp. “It’s true that you will always find humans like that no matter where you go. However at the Academy you’d have a home. We are a family there. We are held together by a bond stronger than our direct blood ties. We are bond in the brotherhood of being mutants. We live at the Academy with our wives and our children. We have raised our children at the Academy. You would have a real home and you would have people that care about you. People who would teach you to become strong independent women. So that once you are adults you would not have the need to fear the humans.”, Adien explained opening the back door of the rental car. Justice and Salena both exchanged a look having the same concern that these two men and their school could be bad people.

“You have to make this choice of your own free will girls. We can only give you the facts. We understand that you make be worried that we are the bad guys. Which I suppose we are depending on your view. We don’t see it that way. We believe that the mutant race is superior to humans and we will fight and go after any human that would dare to put mutants down. People like this Church of Humanity and those in the Friends of Humanity they are the type of humans that we fight against.”, Blake explained. Salena frowned a little thinking about the three humans who’d stepped in tonight to protect them. “I understand your hesitation, we do not feel so hatefully about all human kind. I am in fact married to a human. She is a wonderful woman and there isn’t a thing I would change about her. She is one of those rare flowers of hope in a sea of cruelty.”, Blake added hearing Salena’s thoughts. Salena and Justice both blinked. “You…you’re married to a human?”, Justice asked. Blake nodded. “Yes. Her name is Eve, her twin sister Lilith is married to my brother here. We have a set of twin boys Gregory and Jordan who are a year old than you and a daughter Arieannah who’s a year younger than you. Here this is my family.”, Blake said stepping closer taking his wallet out and offering a photograph. The picture was him standing with a dirty blonde woman and three blonde children all with the same blue eyes. The boys identical, who looked much like their father in the face, with their younger sister, who had more of their mother’s face, standing between them. “That is my wife Eve, our sons Gregory and Jordan and our daughter Arieannah or Arie for short.”, Blake explained pointing. The girls nodded looking at the picture the family did look happy and both noted that the sons were attractive.

“If we say yes. How many students do you currently have?”, Justice said looking to Adien and Blake handing the photo back as she stood up. “Currently for students, excluding those going off to college in the fall, there are thirteen. They range in age from seventeen to nine.”, Adien answered. “Would we be allowed to be roommates? Since we were little we have never been separated.”, Salena asked. Blake nodded. “Yes you two would be roommates. There would be no need to separate you. If you wish to come to Bayville and live at the Academy we can leave right now. You just need to say yes. Then we will drive to the airport and take our jet back to New York and bring you home.”, Blake said. Salena sighed and looked to Justice. The idea of a home, even if maybe it felt like the orphanage because it was living with a bunch of other kids. This felt like it could be different. As the Frost brothers had explained families lived there and they would be treated as family. Justice looked to Salena and nodded. “We’re in.”, Justice said getting into the back of the car. Salena nodded and followed sitting down. “Welcome to the Academy family girls.”, the brothers said in unison as Aiden closed the door to the car before they got in and drove away with two new recruits to bring back.

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Typically the recruiter staff, Jean and Sadria, of the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters would approach the parents of young mutants to sit down and formally discuss the options for their child to come to Bayville and become a student. However in the case of two young mutants in Topeka Kansas this wasn't an option. Both girls were orphaned at rather young ages living in an orphanage and only in the last couple years they're powers or at least the use of their powers became more active. It was this activity in their powers which alerted Jean Grey Shadow of their existence. However she was not the only telepath to pick up their activity. It was the job of Adien and Blake Frost, the remaining of the triplets, to seek out new recruits for the Academy. So as Jean and Sadria took off from the institute in the x jet the Frost brothers were traveling via their company's private jet both parties heading for the same location. The two fourteen year old girls, Salena Gabaldon an African American with dark brown curly hair with almost translucent wings that looked similar to the pattern and colors of a monarch butterfly and her friend Justice Beachum a dirty blonde capable of becoming inorganic rock, had bonded not only as orphans but also as the only two mutants on their all girls orphanage.

Having some spare money the pair had hoped for a bit of a distraction from their boredom and the general bullying that went along with being the 'freaks' of the orphanage. So the pair had made the long walk from the orphanage in town to the field that a traveling rodeo was set up. They'd chosen the final night of the rodeo both carrying book bags containing their clothes wanting to perhaps just sneak away with the rodeo and escape their lives at the orphanage. They paid their admission then slowly and casually walked around checking out the different events and vendors. They noticed that all the workers gave greetings and nods to a Mister Whitland the pair figured he was the man in charge. And they noticed that the man often was seen in the company if a younger man, which given the younger called the other 'dad' confirmed they were father and son, and then a girl with dark black hair always at the side of the younger. Salena and Justice did their best to kind of blend into the crowd. They didn't want to draw any attention to themselves.

However their hope to go unnoticed was ruined when a group of five local men recognized them as the mutant girls from Pauline. That was another reason they wanted to get away, Pauline was a very small town so everyone knew they were mutants. There had been many fights over the years between them and locals, always started by the locals. And as they pulled their hoodies up over their heads hoping to hid their faces it was too late. “Hey look fellas it’s the little FREAKS.”, the largest said nudging in his buddies and pointing to them. “Well, look at that. Didn’t we tell that Miss Abernathy to not let those mutants run free no more.”, a gangly blonde agreed with a sneer. Justice locked her arm with Salena and tugged her down an opposite direction of the men. “Come on, let’s just avoid them.”, Justice whispered. She didn’t want to draw any attention and if those five self righteous men pushed them enough to defend themselves the whole stealth was out the window because she’d go rock form and pound these fools into a puddle. Salena nodded silently her butterfly wings twitching against her skin under the hoodie as she fought the urge to just flutter away. But them trying to avoid the group didn’t stop them from following after them. “We really ought to do something about those two. Reverend Randall would be right please with us if we made a proper example of those two mutants. Show the community that the Church of Humanity won’t stand by while scum like them are free to roam our streets and go to our schools.”, the oldest of the group said firmly as they moved to follow the girls.

One of the rodeo workers saw the five men following a pair of young girls and quickly went to find Alex since he knew well enough that Alex took the safety of the patrons of the rodeo very serious. He found Alex over my the horse stalls. “Mister Whitland.”, the man greeted. Alex turned from the horse he was tending to, it having gotten something stuck in its hoof. “What is it Barry?”, Alex asked looking back to the horse and managing to pop out the offending object with not a drop of blood. “I just saw a group of men following after two young girls. I can’t say for sure what’s going on but the two girls seemed in a big hurry to not be around the men.”, Barry explained. Alex sighed shaking his head letting the horse’s leg drop and gently patted its neck. “All better.”, Alex said before exiting the stall. “Where are they. Rather nip this in the butt before it gets violent.”, Alex asked wiping his hands off on his jeans before adjusting his hat. “They were heading this way, follow me Mister Whitland.”, Barry said leading the way to where he’d last seen the men following the girls. Alex right behind Barry his eyes looking around trying to see if he could spot the potential issue. But they weren’t in sight. “Alright Barry they have to be somewhere. I want you to let the others know to keep an eye out and if they come across these men they are to be escorted calmly, no fighting, off the grounds. I’m going to keep looking over here.”, Alex instructed. Barry nodded heading off to spread the word to the other workers so they would have eyes all over the grounds looking for these men.

Tristan had just finished his event, placing to go onto the next round, and had easily found Blaire leaning on the back side of the fence to the ring having been watching him. “So over a month of traveling the circuit and you still can’t find better to do with your time than watch me ride?”, Tristan teased putting his arms around her waist as he walked up behind her. Blaire laughed softly leaning back into him. “Nope. Haven’t found a thing better than watching you do pretty much anything. Besides I like watching you ride, the movement of each muscle as that bull does everything it can to throw your fine ass, the little drops of perspiration that slide down from your hairline, and that darn smile on your face and look in your eyes when you ride. It keeps me from sitting here with my heart in my throat worried you are going to get hurt.”, Blaire explained turning in his arms taking his hat off his head with her right hand and pulling her blue bandana off her arm with the left then wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Tristan smiled leaning in giving her a kiss. “God I love having you here with me. Normally I get done with a ride, head to the truck to change out of my protective gear and just wander about bored. But now that you are here I’ve got a face in the crowd to look for when I ride and I know that when I get done with my ride I’ve got someone waiting for me.”, he said leaning pressing his forehead against hers. “I love you.”, he said simply. Blaire smirked at him giving him a soft kiss. “I love you too. Now about that changing out of your protective fear….how much time till you have to be back?”, she asked a devious sparkle in her sapphire eyes. Tristan laughed and kissed the end of her nose. “I think we might have time for that.”, he answered knowing exactly what the look meant taking her hand starting to lead the way to the truck.

Tristan and Blaire’s plan however got derailed as they turned a corner to run into the back of one of the five men who’d now gotten the two girls cornered by Tristan’s truck. “Hey buddy what ya think you’re doing back here? This area is for rodeo people only.”, Tristan said. Blaire however was more concerned with what she saw past the men, two girls backed against the truck. “Stay out of this boy. Take your….floozy and find somewhere else to be for a while. This is between us and these mutant freaks”, the largest man said looking back over his shoulder. Blaire’s eyes narrowed not just about being called a floozy but the term ‘mutant freaks’. She may not personally being a mutant but her family and friends were and she didn’t like the term freaks being used especially in the tone he was using. “Excuse me?”, Blaire said pushing past the group and moving to stand in front of the girls. “Don’t you even think about harming these girls.”, Blaire said firmly. Tristan pushed pas the men to stand with Blaire. “Oh look at that. What you two mutant trash too? Thought this was a rodeo not a freak show at the circus.”, one said spitting some chew out. “That was the most disgusting thing ever you just did there. And the only freak show here is what I’m looking at right now.”, Blaire countered glaring at the three men. Salena and Justice both blinked in confusion as the two strangers stepped in to defend them. That had never happened before.

“I told you to get stay out of this.”, the larger man said stepping forward and grabbing Blaire hard by the wrist. “Bad move.”, Tristan said shaking his head. The larger man snorted but was taking by surprise as Blaire, despite her petite size, grabbed his wrist with her free hand and twisted her arm to hold his wrist with the arm he thought he had and using his own momentum against him flipped the lummox to the ground and twisted his arm stepping on the point where the arm met the shoulder hard with her boot. “I do not take kindly to people touching me without my permission. Article 12 Universal Declaration of Human Rights; No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks. And let’s not forget Article 3; Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.”, Blaire quoted. Salena and Justice both went wide eyed when the man moved to grab the girl and they gasps in actual shock as he was brought to the ground by her. “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?”, The man yelled in pain. Tristan laughed a little looked from the scene of his girlfriend keeping the largest of the men on the ground by her boot to the others. One made a move forward to try and help free his friend but found himself getting a fist slammed into his face by Tristan. “Don’t even think about touching my girlfriend or these girls.”, Tristan said. Another moved to try and go after Tristan but stopped hearing a clicking sound behind him. “I’d suggest you not try to hurt those kids.”, Alex said simply shotgun cocked. “Blaire let him go.”, Alex said. All involved looked to Alex who was standing there rather authoritative holding his shotgun. Blaire sighed and released her hold and stepped away from the man. “As you wish Mister Whitland.”, Blaire said. “Thank you..”, Salena whispered from behind Blaire. Blaire looked over her shoulder at the girls and smiled.

“You boys must be who Barry told me about that where following after a couple young girls. We don’t kindly to that sort of thing here.”, Alex said looking to each of the men uncocking his gun and lowering its barrels. The tall gangly blonde moved to help the one up from the ground. “Oh but you take kindly to their kind? To filthy heathen mutants!”, the older man shouted pointed to the girls. “I don’t care if they are or aren’t mutants. That ain’t my business. They are however, from the looks of um, under aged youths who are patronizing my rodeo. So keep the peace and making sure my customers don’t come to harm is my job. So I would like you five to get out of my rodeo.”, Alex said keeping a perfectly straight face. One of the others was about to speak but as they opened their mouth the five all held their hands to the sides of their heads collapsing in agony and then fell unconscious. Salena and Justice gulped and looked at the three people. “Did..um did one of you do that?”, Justice asked. Tristan shook his head. “Wish I could say we did. But we’re just humans.”, Tristan answered looking around. It was Blaire that spotted them stepping into the light from the right. Blaire grabbed Tristan’s arm moving him a bit closer and slightly behind her out of instinct. She knew he could brawl but these weren’t stupid locals like the five men on the ground. “Mister and Mister Frost. I’d say it’s a pleasure but the only Frost men I say I’m happy to see have Bryant in their name too.”, Blaire greeted narrowing her eyes. Tristan and Alex both raised an eyebrow looking to the men.

Adien and Blake looked like clones the differences being that Adien wore a red polo and had a gold wedding ring while Blake wore a blue polo and had a silver wedding ring. “You know these two?”, Alex asked assuming by how Blaire moved to defend Tristan they weren’t nice guys. “Miss Delaney…and you two must be the Whitland men. Funny the way Apollo told the story we thought you’d at least be bigger.”, Adien spoke in his cold Boston accent. Tristan smirked he had a choice word but decided with the young ladies behind him and Blaire present he’d keep it to himself. “Well you tell Apollo I send my regards and hope that his smile wasn’t too off set by the tooth I knocked out.”, Tristan said choosing a less derogatory come back. “So I take it you two did this to them then?”, Alex questioned. “Yes Mister Whitland we did what you would not. We handled the problem for these two young mutants in need. Making these men just leave the property would not have worked. They know where these girls live and would have come for them.”, Blake stated. “Are they…are they dead?”, Salena asked peeking past Blaire to the men. “No lassie dey still breathing. Da lads actually used some restraint, a foreign concept for da Frost brothers.”, Sadria said stepping out from the left with Jean at her side. Blaire blinked and looked over at Jean and Sadria. “Aunt Sadria? Why…why are you and Missus Shadow here? Heck why are the tweedles here?”, Blaire asked. “We apparently are all here for the same reason.”, Jean said looking with a soft smile to Salena and Justice. “I’m Jean Shadow and this is my associate Sadria Delaney. We are mutants and we represent the Xavier Institute for Gift Youngsters. Which that is a school for mutants where we can help you learn to control your powers and be able to defend yourselves. And we would like to extend to you both the offer to come and study there in Bayville, New York.”, Jean explained looking only at the girls.

Adien and Blake snorted in unison. “We are Adien and Blake Frost of the Lehnsherr Academy, it is also a school for mutants. Similarly we train mutants in the control of their powers. However the difference is unlike the Institute we do not defend nor tolerate humans such as these ones.”, they spoke in unison pointing to the five men on the ground. Blaire shuddered when they spoke in unison. “Seriously you two are super creepy when you do that.”, Blaire stated. “Silence human.”, they again spoke in unison glaring at Blaire. Sadria’s hands closed into fists taking offense to the way the brothers spoke to her niece. “Now girls it is ultimately your choice what you want to do. You can stay here in this godforsaken place where humans like these will taunt you. You could go with those two and learn the tree huggers way where they don’t put the safety of mutants above the safety of mutants. Or you can make the right choice and come with us. We will train you to control your powers and at the Academy we know that mutants are the superior race and never put the life of a human above that of a fellow mutant.”, Adien said looking to the girls. “We do not put any life above someone else’s and certainly not based on being mutant or human. The Xavier institute wants mutant equality.”, Jean said. “Dere not’ing we can do nor say ta make dis decision for ya lassies. Jean and Ah will be in town for da next two days if ya wish ta come wid us ta our school we will make all da arrangements wid yer orphanage.”, Sadria said.

Justice and Salena exchanged looks not sure what they should do, but both didn’t want to stay there. Salena raised an eyebrow to Justice and Justice nodded. Salena carefully removed her book bag and then her hoodie tucking it inside letting her monarch butterfly wings pull free from where they looked must like a large tattoo against her lightly chocolate skin. Blaire and Tristan had turned to look at the girls when Sadria had spoken to them and blinked at the wings. “Those are more beautiful than the angel wings of the Worthingtons, Kearneys, and Stephan combined.”, Blaire commented softly. Justice took Salena’s bag from her and wrapped her arms around her friend as the pair took the only way out they saw, and flew up into the night sky. “Look what you two fools did. You’ve just made our jobs that much more complicated.”, Adien and Blake glared at Jean and Sadria. “Um I would rather that none of you brawl at my rodeo. So unless you can behave in a polite manor given the mixed company I suggest you leave.”, Alex said looking at the brothers and then at Jean and Sadria with the same look. He didn’t need to pick a side between the Institute and the Academy. Sure if he had to put his backing to a group of mutants it’d be the Institute only because of Aurelia and Logan though. Adien and Blake snorted. “Humans..”, they muttered turning leaving. Blaire sighed relaxing as they got further away. “Well that was fun.”, Tristan commented. “Tristan Whitland to the bull riding ring”, a voice over the speakers called. Tristan sighed and kissed Blaire’s cheek. “Looks like our alone time will have to wait, next round is starting.”, he said before fixing his hat and looking to Sadria. “Nice to see you as always ma’am.”, Tristan said giving a nod. “And to make your acquaintance Missus Shadow. If you’ll excuse me though.”, he said heading back in the direction of the event.

Alex looked at the pair of red heads and shrugged. “So what do we do with these guys?”, Blaire asked nudging one with the toe of her boot. “We will get them off grounds and returned to their homes. Their memories have already been erased by the Hive when they were knocked out.”, Jean said. “Here I’ll help you ma’am.”, Alex said moving to grab one by his arms. “Dere will be no need Mister Whitland. We have dis covered.”, Sadria said looking to Jean. The pair nodded and both looked at the men using their combined telekinesis to raise their prone forms up into the air. Alex sighed and nodded. “Apparently. Well you can load them in the truck there.”, Alex said tossing the keys to Blaire. “Mind helping your Auntie and Missus Shadow with delivering these men elsewhere?”, Alex requested. Blaire nodded catching the keys. “Sure thing Mister Whitland.”, Blaire agreed. Alex nodded and headed back to the main area of the rodeo to make sure his men knew the issue was resolved. Sadria and Jean loaded the unconscious men into the bed of the truck and climbed inside letting Blaire drive. “So who are these guys? Just generic douchbags or something more?”, Blaire asked looking to her aunt and Jean who seemed oddly quite. Sadria sighed. “They are members of a growing religious organization called the Church of Humanity. They are like the Friends of Humanity mixed with Westboro Baptist extremist religious mind sets. They have a small foothold here in the Midwest and are growing in other parts of the world too.”, Jean explained. “It was rather brave of you and your boyfriend there to step in to defend those girls.”, Jean added. Sadria nodded. “Aye, yer mum and dah be real proud how ya handled yerself. Yer dah and Uncle course would find how ya took dat big bloke down da best.”, Sadria said with a small laugh. “But Alison would be proud how you quoted the law as your defense of your use of violence while defending yourself and those girls.”, Jean added. Blaire smiled and shrugged. “What can I say I’m going to be a kick ass lawyer in more ways than one.”, Blaire grinned driving making the necessary stops as Jean told her of the houses for the men based on information she’d picked up from their minds.

As they returned to the rodeo Blaire looked to them. “So what do you think the girls will do? I mean they seemed really spooked and totally confused by it all.”, she questioned parking the truck stopping a foot away from Tristan who was sitting on a bale of hay waiting. “We don’t know. They are confused and uncertain what to do. Like many youths out there. We’d hoped to have beaten the Frosts here but apparently we arrived about the same time. With the new threat of the Church of Humanity being added to the Friends of Humanity it is more important than ever that we seek out the mutants of the world to offer them any help we can. We can only give them the option, as it is not our place to push or pressure them.”, Jean explained getting out of the truck followed by Sadria. Blaire jumped out the driver’s side and nodded. “Yeah. But do you think the Frost brothers will just let them make their choice or try to force them into choosing the Academy?”, Blaire asked sitting down on the hay leaning into Tristan giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Cann be sure. Da Frost brothers ain’t known for being delicate bout tings. And widout Christian to try and balance his brother’s blood lust it’s unclear.”, Sadria said giving a soft smile watching Tristan put his arm around Blaire kissing the top of her head. “Lord you two just adorable.”, Sadria said shaking her head. Blaire and Tristan laughed a little. “Thank ya ma’am.”, he commented. “Enough talk of business. How has yer traveling been? Yer dah’s theory is apparently proven wrong.”, Sadria asked sitting down on another bale of hay. Jean laughed. “Yes well wouldn’t be the first time Colby was wrong about something, and I’m sure won’t be the last.”, Jean commented. Tristan raised an eyebrow. “What was Mister Delaney’s theory?”, he asked. “Oh dat his daughter would be sick of being round ya 24/7 before da end of June and be wanting ta come home and be done wid ya.”, Sadria explained.

Blaire rolled her eyes and lightly squeezing him with a hug. “Yes well chalk that up to dad being extremely wrong. If not for the fact I’m already enrolled for fall classes at Harvard and my internship at the law firm at Worthington Industries in Boston I’d not go home at all.”, Blaire stated. Jean and Sadria laughed. “Yeah she’s Alison’s.”, Jean commented. Tristan raised an eyebrow feeling like he missed a joke. “When Alison first met Colby she had volunteered for a stake out to catch a serial killer who only went after mutant woman. Colby had thought first couple nights she’d have enough of living like a refuge camping out on a roof top with none of the amenities she was accustomed. Alison didn’t crack or give up till they caught the bastard and part of why she didn’t wasn’t that she liked having to rough it, but that she enjoyed his company. Granted this is a bit of a different situation. But traveling around as you do it’s not exactly what Blaire’s accustomed to but because she has you she doesn’t care one bit.”, Jean explained. Tristan shrugged but smirked a little keeping his arm tight around Blaire. “A one point during our relationship, I think it was back when Blaire was fifteen she said something about Blaires and Delaneys being a bit of a stubborn set of families that when they made their mind up on something they stuck to it and made it happen.”, Tristan said thinking back. He really hoped neither of the telepaths were reading his mind to know that that bit of conversation had occurred the morning after they had sex. Blaire smiled and shrugged. Sadria nodded. “Given Ah married a Delaney and have been good friends wid Alison since Ah was a teen Ah’m inclined to agree on dat stubborn gene.”, Sadria nodded. “Well I was just knocked out of the tournament, beaten by a mere four seconds. So what do you say to going to get some dinner? You ladies are welcome to join us for dinner.”, Tristan offered. Jean and Sadria shook their head. “No that’s alright. You kids go have fun. We should go check on the plane and check in with Duncan.”, Jean said standing up. Sadria nodded. “Take good care mah niece.”, Sadria gave a gentle warning. Tristan nodded. “Always ma’am.”, he agreed getting up and opening the truck door for Blaire to head out. As they got into the truck Sadria and Jean headed for their rental car to go back to the jet which was hidden in stealth mode in a field.

Having had their plans of stowing away with the crew of the rodeo ruined the girls had no choice but to try and return to the orphanage. Both were silent on the way back, both thinking about the offered of escape that had been presented to them. Both kept thinking back to how the two men had intervened and so quickly took out their would be attackers. Salena landed just down the road from the orphanage. “So what do we do? “, Salena asked looking to Justice as her wings adhered back to her skin on contact. Salena may be a few months older than Justice but Justice was generally the more forthcoming of them so Salena often looked to her in making decisions of any importance. Justice drew in a deep breath and looked down the streets to the lights from the orphanage then to Salena. “I know one thing we can’t go back there or stay here in this damn town anymore. Those people might have stopped those religious nuts tonight but that doesn’t help us tomorrow. They know who we are and will come to find us. I heard one of them say something a Reverend Randal. Which if they mean the same guy I’m thinking we need to get as far the fuck away from them as we can.”, Justice said sitting down and leaning against a tree. “Who is Reverend Randal?”, Salena asked. “I told you how online I saw a story about three mutants pinned to the cross and left on their front laws over in…Thompsonville. The actions were attributed to a cult like religion called Church of Humanity which is apparently here in Kansas lead by Reverend ‘Black’ Jack Randal, a former marine. He’s not called Black Jack for a card game. Stories online about him talked about some of the horrible things he did and that he didn’t retire but was dishonorably discharged after assaulting a superior officer all because he found out he was a mutant. I don’t want to stick around if he’s going to be looking for us.”, Justice explained. Salena nodded.

“But where do we go? Do we just hitchhike some place? Do we take one of those schools offers? I just don’t know if we did who we should side with.”, Salena frowned. Justice sighed and punched the ground in her frustration, her hand changing to its rock form causing a decent imprint into the ground. Salena jumped a little feeling the rumble in the ground from the hit. “Sorry Salena. I just I hate these people. I hate that because of these self righteous bastards we have never found real homes and can’t just live without fear.”, Justice said. Salena quietly agreed but was thinking how there was no where on earth they could go where they wouldn’t find humans like those men. “You know you both could have that.”, Adien and Blake said stepping out of their rental car. The girls both blinked looking at the two men with a gulp. “It’s true that you will always find humans like that no matter where you go. However at the Academy you’d have a home. We are a family there. We are held together by a bond stronger than our direct blood ties. We are bond in the brotherhood of being mutants. We live at the Academy with our wives and our children. We have raised our children at the Academy. You would have a real home and you would have people that care about you. People who would teach you to become strong independent women. So that once you are adults you would not have the need to fear the humans.”, Adien explained opening the back door of the rental car. Justice and Salena both exchanged a look having the same concern that these two men and their school could be bad people.

“You have to make this choice of your own free will girls. We can only give you the facts. We understand that you make be worried that we are the bad guys. Which I suppose we are depending on your view. We don’t see it that way. We believe that the mutant race is superior to humans and we will fight and go after any human that would dare to put mutants down. People like this Church of Humanity and those in the Friends of Humanity they are the type of humans that we fight against.”, Blake explained. Salena frowned a little thinking about the three humans who’d stepped in tonight to protect them. “I understand your hesitation, we do not feel so hatefully about all human kind. I am in fact married to a human. She is a wonderful woman and there isn’t a thing I would change about her. She is one of those rare flowers of hope in a sea of cruelty.”, Blake added hearing Salena’s thoughts. Salena and Justice both blinked. “You…you’re married to a human?”, Justice asked. Blake nodded. “Yes. Her name is Eve, her twin sister Lilith is married to my brother here. We have a set of twin boys Gregory and Jordan who are a year old than you and a daughter Arieannah who’s a year younger than you. Here this is my family.”, Blake said stepping closer taking his wallet out and offering a photograph. The picture was him standing with a dirty blonde woman and three blonde children all with the same blue eyes. The boys identical, who looked much like their father in the face, with their younger sister, who had more of their mother’s face, standing between them. “That is my wife Eve, our sons Gregory and Jordan and our daughter Arieannah or Arie for short.”, Blake explained pointing. The girls nodded looking at the picture the family did look happy and both noted that the sons were attractive.

“If we say yes. How many students do you currently have?”, Justice said looking to Adien and Blake handing the photo back as she stood up. “Currently for students, excluding those going off to college in the fall, there are thirteen. They range in age from seventeen to nine.”, Adien answered. “Would we be allowed to be roommates? Since we were little we have never been separated.”, Salena asked. Blake nodded. “Yes you two would be roommates. There would be no need to separate you. If you wish to come to Bayville and live at the Academy we can leave right now. You just need to say yes. Then we will drive to the airport and take our jet back to New York and bring you home.”, Blake said. Salena sighed and looked to Justice. The idea of a home, even if maybe it felt like the orphanage because it was living with a bunch of other kids. This felt like it could be different. As the Frost brothers had explained families lived there and they would be treated as family. Justice looked to Salena and nodded. “We’re in.”, Justice said getting into the back of the car. Salena nodded and followed sitting down. “Welcome to the Academy family girls.”, the brothers said in unison as Aiden closed the door to the car before they got in and drove away with two new recruits to bring back.