The red haired woman leaned against a pole of one of the sports field lights, playing with a strand of hair, a habit of hers when she was getting nervous. Two hundred years…it's been two hundred years since they died and Eclipse was not able to safe them. How would they look like? How would they act like? What was their personality like now? Did they already started to remember? Would they recognize her?

"Now I know how these mothers that give their children away and years later want to see them feel…" Noises. Laughing. Shouts of 'Creepy Carrie', 'Freak' and 'creepy freak duo' were heard and then, another voice. A voice Éclair would recognize under a dozen of voices. It changed, it wasn't fully the one she knew but it was still the same. The voice she heard hundreds of years ago for the last time. It lost its once confident ring nearly fully and sounded weaker than it once did, but for sure it was this voice, one of the two voices she wanted to hear so badly again for years. Whipping her head around the red headed woman saw a group of people. A group of people harassing two other teens.

"What did ya call me, freak? Wanna repeat that?" Laughter erupted as the black haired male landed on his butt, another black haired hurrying to him and kneeling down.

"Matt, come on, let it go, don't get into trouble again." The girl tried to sooth him down, to stop him from doing something reckless, while the boy, Matt, glared up at his bully. A glare that was even more emphasized through the male's red colored eyes, even if it didn't helped much against these bullies.

"Yes, Matty-boo, listen to your creepy sister." The class started to laugh harder as the football player made fun of the two on the ground sitting teens. Matt's glare increased about some degrees.

"I said: 'Shut up you motherfucking bitch of a cocksucker' but I think I maybe should have mentioned the part about you being brain dead too." The player that pushed the black haired male onto the ground before growled as he grabbed Matt by his collar and pulled him up, so merely the tips of his shoes touched the ground, and sneered into his face.

"Now listen you freak, apologize, right now or else I'll teach you some manners."

"Dream on, you brainless monkey."

"What did you say?!" Matt laughed.

"You're right. I should take that one back. It's an insult," a smirk on the black haired males appeared as he saw the pleasant face of his bully, "for all monkeys."

The face of the bully fell.

"You take that back Freak! Or else-"A startled cry went through the row of students as the red eyed male spitted at the footballer.

"You shitty bastard!" The bully threw Matt back onto the floor and reached back to hit the boy on the floor.

Dead silence.

All were looking at the bully.

At the boy on the ground.

At the hand that held the footballers wrist in a tight grip.

At the arm to which the hand belonged.

At the woman, to who this arm belonged.

The red head chocked her head slightly to be able to look at the bullies face.

A smirk draw itself on her lips, sending a shiver down all of the students, that bullied the two black haired teens, back.

"I'd advise you to never try that again, or I'll pulverizes every bone of yours, got that?" The whole class stared at the red haired woman in fear. Her smirk really managed to shake them. Well, nearly the whole class. The two on the ground sitting teens stared at the woman with a look of slight awe on their faces.

This was the first time one ever did something to help them. Not that this woman would be like this to them for long.

"Who the hell are you and why the hell do you care about those freaks?" The amethyst colored eyes of the woman fixed on the blond haired girl that just spoken. The leader of the Ultras, Chris Hargensen, the girl that was one of the main bullies of the school.

"Me? Oh, I'm no one, just your new teacher. Rita Desjarden, that's the name I'm gonna use here and…how about you go and run thirty laps around the field as warm up…no wait make it fifty-five, for your harassment and the freak comment." The class groaned, but as they meet the teachers glare again they hurried to run the rounds, after all something about this woman just screamed danger.

"You two stay here." The red eyed twins looked at each other. Like they thought, the woman's behavior towards them would change fast.

"We should get you some ice for that bruise, before it swells and turns all blue and ugly." Okay, that wasn't really something the twins expected now. Unsure the two shared a look, something that the teacher did not missed, before the two followed the woman.

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"Here."

"T-thank you Miss Desjarden." Miss Desjarden smiled as she handed the cool pack over to the younger twin. Silence filled the room. The male holding the pack against the side of his head he'd been hit. The red haired woman watched the two teens carefully. The girl sitting next to her brother, while the boy cooled his cheek. They both were close, which made the teacher smile, seeing that the two were still so close, it even seemed as if they already managed to reawaken their telepathic ability, Austausch. The way they acted around each other…yes they did reawaken this part of their ability already.

"W-why did you…why did you help us Miss Desjarden?"

"Huh?" The red haired blinked a few times, surprised, no shocked about this question, "why should I not? I'm here for helping" The twins looked at each other again, arguing about what to do. Should they tell her why it was unusually for someone helping them…she would find it out either way sooner or later and if she found out now and treat them like the rest was treating them it would be less…hurtful for them then.

"B-because…we're freaks…we're creepy…we're devil children…w-we're a-a waste o-of space, no one…absolutely no one ever helps or cares for us…" Rita's eyes widen at what the black haired girl, Carrie how she was called now just said. That was a sick joke, it had to be! How could one treat them like that? How could they talk and think about themselves this way? What happened to them to break them and make them thinking like that?

"I-I t-think m-my brother a-and I better…better go a-and r-run those l-laps." Carrie already wanted to stand up, like her brother as they both were pulled forward.

"Now listen to me you two, neither of you is a freak, creepy or a devil child and most important you are not a waste of space. You're two wonderful people. You're caring, you stand up for each other, you're two really, really wonderful and special kids." The two teens blinked. That was a first. No one ever told them anything like that. No one ever told them that there wasn't anything wrong with them, it was always just how their very existence was a waste of space. No one…no one other than themselves gave them a hug. No one, but this woman…this woman that just told them that they were special, wonderful and not a waste of space…she hugged them.

"M-Miss Desjarden-"

"Éclair, for you two it's Éclair." Blinking the duo looked at their teacher, which still kneeled in front of them still each hand on of their shoulders.

"É...Éclair?"

"Jep", the woman chocked her head as side, beaming at her students, "that's right. Éclair Montague, that's my actual name, but don't tell anyone else that. Got a reason why I'm using the name Rita Desjarden"

"Éc…clair…"

"What the-I was gone for a few hours and what happens?! Hell broke loose!" A woman with auburn haired, bind into a braid that fell over her left shoulder, and red eyes glared at a dark haired man, that sat in the middle of a bunch of toys.

"Hehehe…sorry Éclair, honey, those two are really-No! Dee! Dum! No climbing up that!" The woman sighed as the man hurried over to the two toddlers, that were barely able to walk more than a few steps, who tried to climb up a bookshelf.

"Eh? Huh?" The teens blinked and registered the red haired woman's face in front of them.

"Is everything all right you two?"

"Y-yes, Miss-eh…Éclair." Éclair smiled again, relieved that the two snapped out of whatever was wrong with them for a moment.

"All right, then come one, we should get back to class and you should also run a few rounds as warm up before the real lesson begins."

-Line Break-

Click. Swish. Gulp, gulp, gulp. "Ah…" clang.

A soda can was placed down on the desk. Steps were heard, followed by another click sound and a screen appearing out of nowhere in front of the woman that pushed the bottom that made the screen appear. The face of a dark blue haired man smiling at the woman in front of the screen.

"Ah, is it already night at yours?"

"What gave you that idea? Shitty bastard…" The man smiled, ignoring the shitty bastard comment, it was normal for his wife after all to use that language when she was pissed at something but could not just go and pulverize that reason. Moreover, it was clear from the beginning that this mission would get on that woman's nerves.

"The fact that you're wearing your nightshirt already or maybe it was the fact that you needed to turn on your lamps already." The woman growled while she took another ship from the soda can.

"Shut up…"

"I will, in that time you're telling me how your first day as teacher was, Éclair?" Silence. The woman took again a ship from the soda can, placed one of her elbows on the desk and leaned her head onto the to the elbow belonging hand. A growl was heard again.

"I meet them, both of them. They are still as close as ever…well maybe not as close as they once were but as close as they can get as siblings I guess. They even look nearly identical as before. A little paler, their muscles aren't as strong as they were, not that hers were ever that obviously that you saw them in a instance but by his you see it a lot better and more over…both of them seemed a little sickly and their don't have the same light in their eyes they used to have but other than that they didn't change from looks here that much…but their characters…they are a lot shyer and get nervous fast was result in them starting to shutter when stumble over their words. Well…it seems like their older personality breaks through their shyness the second one of them is bullied-"

Before the woman could continue her husband interrupted her.

"Bullied?! When I get my hands on them I'll show them for what I am an E.S member actual and not a simple Inspector!" The woman smiled slightly as she heard the man letting go of some nice swears, that could have been from her.

"Yes…and I believe this bulling is that reason for why they are so shy now, if they weren't bullied they personality would be just like it was…I think they actual have these personalities still but are too afraid to show it…Those bastards…how can they bully them?! How can they call them freaks?! Say that they are creepy?! Make them feel like a waste of space?! How can no one help them, they said themselves that no one ever helped them! No one also means that woman that gave birth to them this time! You should have seen it Armbrust! As I went and took them with me to get him a cool pack, they were worried, afraid! They were afraid I would end up treating them like everyone else treats them! And as I hugged them later! The look on their faces! They looked as if they never had been hugged before by anyone but themselves!"

"Éclair…" Armbrust looked at the woman worried. She was shaking, shaking from anger. It actual surprised him that she did not went and break those brats every bone fur bullying two of her babies, but he also knew the reason behind. Until the prom she had to act like a teacher, watching, taking care, and helping them with their memories and abilities. Just after the prom they could disappear like they never existed. Up to the prom it was still nearly a year so Éclair could not show of all of her power, just bits…

"Armbrust, when this is over, when they are back, we're going to take them and Mercredi to the new Amusement Park at home, we'll show them again that they are special, that they are two wonderful kids…that they are no waste of space, show them in every way." Armbrust smiled and nodded.

"Yes, yes we'll do that, I promise. I'll go to Eclipse right away and tell her that after the two are back, you, Mer and I are going to take off for a little time. But Éclair…take care, of yourself and of our twins too, I won't be able to visit until in a few weeks so…please tell me whatever happens to you or them, all right."

"Will do…thanks for letting me let of some steam." Armbrust nodded, whishing the red haired woman a good night before the connection was cut off.


Thanks to FunahoMisaki for beta-ing it

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