Authors Note: I know I haven't written anything for this series in a while please forgive me. I had evil writers block. But thanks to my good friend Laura who sat through most of these stories yesterday and damn near cried over Druin's mom my muse has come out of her emo corner and is ready to play. So here goes, also Laura as you are the cause of my muse I dedicate the final (For now) member of the Avengers Academy to you. Happy Birthday buddy. I own nothing.

Angel and Hella

1. Down South

Four Months ago…..

Reilly left Phil at the party and followed Druin to the roof, how she knew he'd be there she wasn't sure but she was right. He sat on the edge of the roof looking down over the city. She sat down next to him and handed him a slice of cake. He took it silently, not even looking up at her.

There was a moment's silence.

"I'm sorry about your mom." Silence was her only answer.

"So what are you going to do now? Will you go home?" She hoped he wouldn't, he might be annoying but he was also fun to annoy and she didn't want him to leave. Not that she really cared or anything, because she didn't. She'd only known him for a week after all. You can't care about someone after only a week. It just didn't work like that, did it? She shook herself and noticed he hadn't answered.

She frowned. He was going to leave wasn't he? Why should she care, after all most of the 'friends' she had only cared about her last name, except Peter he didn't really care that she was a Stark. Whatever, she didn't even care about Druin, she made to stand and he caught her wrist as she did. She glanced at him. He was still looking down at the city below; he looked almost like a child. He was a year younger than her after all. Apparently elves came of age at eighteen instead of nineteen like asgaurdians but really she had no interest in the workings of otherworldly society, asgaurdian or no.

"If you are certain I would not be intruding on thy generous hospitality I should be grateful if you would allow me to continue to reside in thy fortress. I wish to remain on Midgaurd and learn what it means to be a mortal." Reilly felt herself blush slightly and smile. She nudged him with her foot.

"Sure why not. We could use another pair of hands to help around the Academy. Plus you still have to help fix that giant hole in my roof." She grinned at him and he smiled up at her then stood.

"Would you do me the honor of accompanying me back to the festivities? It is thy name day celebration after all."She grinned and walked to the elevator.

"You'll need to get to know me better before I 'accompany' you anywhere buddy. Let's go back to the party, see what Phil got me. And how he kept it a secret this long." She grinned and the elevator dinged.

Present Date Four Months Later, Thursday December 13…

"You sure you're ready for this Druin?" The elf nodded eyes glued to the door of the small mobile home that sat out in the middle of a field in Missouri. Reilly sighed and tapped her fingers on her arm.

"Then why don't you knock already?! We've been out here for like ten minutes." She was not renowned for her patience. After a few more minutes of watching Druin have a staring contest with the door she sighed again and reached around him to knock. She wrapped her knuckles on the metal door three times and waited. Phil frowned at her and she stuck out her tongue at him. Druin waited.

A few minutes later the door opened to a girl of about fifteen with hair the same color as the picture of Druin's mother. It was messy and hadn't been brushed yet that day, that was clear. It was clean and she was dressed in a tank top and yoga pants. She ran a hand through her hair, effectively tangling it further. She yawned and blinked at them.

"Hello?"

"Hi," Phil stepped forward, ever the personable person. "I'm Phil Stark we spoke on the phone a few times last week?" She nodded rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"This is my sister Reilly and this is..." The girl cut across him.

"Midnight right?" Phil shook his head and Reilly nodded. Phil glared at her.

"This is Druin Angorson." The girl perked up at that.

"My half brother, right? My mom's kid a few years before she met my dad?" Phil nodded. The girl smiled.

"I'm Laura Light, yeah it's kinda a bad name I know but mom liked it. Come on in." Druin looked over the girl as they entered the small house. She had the same eyes as the images of his mother. She had the same hair, they even shared a nose. Druin had the same nose, he did have family on Midgaurd after all. He smiled.

Phil could see it. They looked alike, enough to be relatives but not the way he and Reilly looked alike. Laura was a bit nervous, but not about meeting them. It was almost like she was hiding something. He couldn't put his finger on it but something wasn't right.

Reilly put her finger on it the moment she walked into the mobile home. Laura lived alone. It had taken Reilly and Phil working together four months to hunt down any living relatives of Druin's mother, Melony Richer. Once Reilly had found out that Melony's maiden name was Light the search had become less of a wild goose chase and more of a maze of dead ends. Phil had found her in the end. She had been put in the foster system at age two when she had lost her parents in a car crash. She had been bounced around the foster system for a while before seeming to drop off the face of the planet entirely after an incident involving a set of fireworks going off in the final foster home they had a record for her being in. The house had caught fire and burned to the ground. But after some digging Phil had discovered that Laura had been shipped back too Missouri where she was currently living with a new foster family.

Except it was evident that no one else lived here. There were clothes everywhere, all the same size and all made for a girl or small teen boy. They were all in similar condition and the furniture was sparse at best. Lawn chairs instead of real chairs and mismatched plastic dishes. Reilly waited to comment on this, not wanting to ruin Druin's moment.

"Tis most joyus to meet you at last, Lady Laura. I am pleased indeed that we have found each other at last. I wish to know everything about you my sister." Laura raised an eyebrow and laughed a little.

"Lady?" Reilly shrugged.

"He calls all girls that. Gets a bit annoying really." Laura laughed and grinned at him.

"Well, there's not that much to tell. I live out here with my foster parents and go to school. Not very exciting. So you're an elf?" Druin nodded.

"Aye. My father before me was an elf of Vanahime. He has fought long and hard to keep our kingdom free of the minions of the attempted usurper, Loki and his children." Reilly raised an eyebrow but Laura beat her to the question.

"Loki's got kids?" Druin nodded and explained that since his escape from incarceration after the failed attempt at taking over Midgaurd he had sired several children. A girl and a boy. Reilly could no longer keep quiet about the elephant in the room.

"Laura, I know you don't live here with a foster family. You're really obvious about it. Why lie though?" Laura stiffened.

"Foster families didn't work out. I was too much for them." Druin raised an eyebrow.

"What dost tho mean by that?" She rolled her eyes at him and stated forcefully.

"I'm a mutant." There was silence in the room so she continued. "A couple homes back weird things started to happen whenever I was around the dad's guns. He was a big hunter and had quite the collection. So they had me tested for the X gene. I'm positive. So they tossed me out with the trash. So did every family after that. So if you want to leave go right ahead, I don't care anymore." She looked down at the floor and Druin stood and walked over to her. He hugged her, pulling her off her chair and laughing.

"But this is most wonderful! If Lady Reilly minds not you may join our company of warriors! Will thou join?" She was stunned and Reilly threw up her hands in defeat.

"Why not! Invite everybody, and I thought Web Head was unprofessional." She grumbled and Phil stepped on her foot.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. She can stay at the mansion, there may be a slight custody problem but it shouldn't be too big of an issue. What do you say Laura?" Laura stared.

"Really?" Druin and Phil nodded as Reilly stomped out muttering about leaving something in the Quinn Jet. Laura laughed.

"Of course, I'd love to get to know my brother. And why not, it's gotta be better than this place." Sometime later she was packed and loaded her several boxes onto the Quinn Jet that waited outside. She really couldn't believe this was real.

None of them knew they were being watched very closely. The woman looked down at her crystal ball and smiled.

"These mortals will make for entertaining mischief yet." She watched as the metal bird took off and flew back to the home of her father's worst enemies. New York City. She would see it fall yet. Her father had failed for he had taken no measure to tear the team that had been his downfall apart. She would rip them limb from limb before she was done with them. Hella smiled once more down at the image of the new formed team.

"Divide and conquer is overrated. I much prefer watching people tear themselves apart. Mortals are so easy." She laughed as she waved a long nailed bone colored hand over the crystal erasing the image of the fortress called Avengers Academy.