A/N: Before the chapter starts, I just need to inform you that there has been a major change in my life recently. And while that change is good in many ways, it has unfortunately also drastically reduced the amount of time I can spend writing every day. So I apologize, but you should expect these chapters to come out at a slower pace from now on. Now that that's out of the way, let's continue.


"Al? Is everything alright?" Natalia asked her brother with clear concern.

The pair was sitting on the back seat of a taxi, on its way through the streets of London. While Nat could just use it as she was, her brother had to disguise himself with black hair, brown eyes and some casual clothing. During the entire way, Nat had also noticed that he had just been sitting and looking out the window.

"Hm?" Alexander blurted out before turning to face his sister.

"Are you okay? You seem... distant." She explained while looking at him.

"I was just thinking." Alexander quickly dismissed her concern. "About the future."

"If you say so." Nat just replied, obviously not fully convinced. She then turned her gaze towards her feet and looked down with a sort of melancholic look.

"What about you?" Her older brother asked. "I feel like there's something nagging you as well."

Nat slowly raised her head to look her brother in his eyes. "Well, I just... don't know what to expect of this. Of these... allies, you've chosen." She eventually let out.

"I see." Alexander simply replied. "You're nervous, you don't know what is going to happen."

Nat just sat and looked down again, when she suddenly felt an arm around her shoulders. Raising her eyes, she saw her brother, looking at her with both comfort but also concern. "There's nothing to be concerned about." He softly said as he pulled her closer. "I'll keep you safe."

While Nat leaned her head against his shoulder, Alexander continued. "And if they do even the smallest thing to you, I will personally see that they never forget that mistake. Because now..."

Alexander placed a hand on her cheek as he smiled. "Now, I finally have the power to protect you."

"Okay..." Nat responded with a light voice, almost a silent whisper.

Still with his smile, Alexander turned towards the window. Outside, no stars could be seen on the night sky, it was simply a void covering the entire planet. Only a few windows had lights in them.

The rest of the trip in the taxi was silent. Eventually, it stopped and Alexander and Nat stepped out, only to be immediately greeted by the brisk, salty winds from the ocean. "Thank you." Nat swiftly concluded her business with the taxi driver.

Once the driver had left, the siblings were all alone. Alexander took this opportunity and turned his hair short and white again. And after a few more seconds, his crimson cape fell down behind him.

The older brother swiftly turned towards Nat. His body was now covered in the metallic armor. "Let's go." He simply said. And with a determined nod from his sister, they began to walk down the harbor.

Upon reaching the edge, where the concrete ended and the black ocean began, the pair turned right and walked past some warehouses. Eventually, they reached their desitnation: Warehouse 07.

As they approached the giant, metal building, Alexander spotted two guards in front of it. From a distance, they looked like normal security guards. But once Alexander was up close, he could see the dark red emblem on their shoulders: That of a snake wrapped around an olive branch.

Now in front of the guard, he closely examined the new arrivals. Nat carefully took her brother's left arm and hid behind it while her brother just met the guard's gaze head-on.

After a few seconds, the guard let go of his rifle and knocked three times on the metal door. With a few screeching sounds, the door opened.

Upon stepping inside, the pair was greeted by a mostly empty warehouse. Just a few boxes scattered here and there, with some stairs along the back wall leading up to a suspended room about 20 meters above the floor.

As Nat let go of her brother's arm, the pair moved towards the stairs, ignoring the few curios looks they got from the guards.

After finally reaching the stairs and walking up to the room, they stopped in front of a metal door. From inside, a faint male voice could be heard. "Yes, I understand what we've done. And we are moving everything. But we told you from the start that everything outside of here would be your problem."

Not waiting for him to finish, Alexander opened the door and stepped inside.

Inside, Caesar was talking on the phone. The syndicate-boss was wearing a simple purple shirt with a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses. After seeing who had entered, he quickly put up a finger, signaling he'd be ready in a moment.

While he finished the call, Nat looked around the room. In the center was a large table with six chairs around it and several weapons were hanging along the walls. Additionally, there were two doors on the opposite side of the room, but both were locked.

"Sorry." Caesar apologized as he closed his phone and turned towards the pair. "The guy we got this place from is still be bit unhappy."

"I trust you can handle him." Alexander replied quite sternly.

"Of course." The syndicate-boss reassured. "He doesn't have much room to negotiate anyway, when we hold all the dirty little secrets."

In response, the older brother just briefly smirked.

"Well, regardless, welcome to our new hideout, boss." Caesar exclaimed. "We haven't done much so far, but we have plans. And if I may, who might that beauty there be?" He then asked as his eyes landed on Nat.

"This is my sister, Natalia." Alexander introduced as she moved behind his back, nervous.

As she looked at him, Caesar took off his sunglasses and moved closer to her. "Natalia, this is-" "Caesar Giordani, at your service." Caesar cut the introductions off as he took her hand and kissed it.

"Yes." Alexander nearly hissed as he glared at Caesar with an almost venomous stare.

"Say, haven't I seen you before?" The syndicate-boss unexpectedly asked. He started looking more closely at Nat, who tried backing away but didn't really succeed. "I think... yes! I've seen you in some plays." He eventually concluded.

"I've tried to get into theater acting, but... I haven't really been too successful yet." Nat explained, her voice as nervous as her demeanor.

"Well, why didn't you say so?" Caesar enthusiastically asked before grapping her hand. "I know someone back home in Italy who would be willing to-" "I think that's enough." Alexander cut him off as he grapped Caesar's wrist.

Caesar could feel that if Alexander had just applied a bit more pressure, his wrist would have shattered like glass. And upon looking up at him, the syndicate-boss was met by a pair of blood-red, glaring eyes.

"Okay okay okay okay." Caesar let out as his expression briefly contorted to that of pain.

As Nat moved behind him again, Alexander let go of the italian's wrist.

After quickly rubbing his wrist, Caesar looked back up at Alexander as he rubbed the back of his head. "Got a real tight relationship there." He commented, before straightening his back. "Well, looks like at least you know how to show up."

"The others will come." Alexander replied. His eyes slowly turned back to their green states.

With just a shrug, Caesar moved over to the windows overlooking the warehouse. After standing there for a few seconds, he smiled. "Seems you're correct." He noted.

Alexander also moved over to the window, leaving Nat in the middle of the room. Once he was there, he saw a figure crossing the warehouse towards the stairs.

"As punctual as his reputation lets on." The white-haired leader noted to himself.

After some time, the metal door opened and Neil stepped inside. The scientist was wearing his usual lab-coat and glasses and his brown hair was as messy as before.

"It seems everything worked out just like I said it would." Alexander said as he greeted Neil with a firm handshake.

"It did. And I applaud you on that." The scientist replied, though his voice didn't reveal much.

After the handshake, Alexander moved him over towards the syndicate-boss. "Doctor Neil Caulfield, this is Caesar Giordani, head of the Crimson Legion, as I assume you know." He introduced as they shook hands.

"I do. Word of your exploits reach far. Unlike word of your heritage." Neil said.

"It's something I like to keep hidden. It's more of a hinderance than anything else. Much like your experience with Overwatch, now that I think about it." Caesar replied with a casual tone.

"And this is my younger sister, Natalia." Alexander now directed him towards Nat with a gesture.

"I hope you'll help Al as much as you can. He's trying as hard he can." Nat greeted.

"A pleasure. And of course." Neil responded, with just a quick bow of his head.

With the introductions over, the scientist placed his hands behind his back and turned towards his new, white-haired superior. "Besides..." He added. "It's in my best interest to see him succeed. After all, as he said to me, there's no going back now."

"Ha!" Caesar let out a delighted cheer. "That sounds about right for everyone here. Apart from me of course." He said. "Not that I'm going to do anything though." He then quickly reassured as he placed his hands in front of his chest.

"Regardless..." Alexander continued while his eyes turned back to green from red. "Do you know when the remaining are coming?"

"No." Neil bluntly answered. "Although I hope, for their sake, soon."

"That sounds about right." Alexander agreed with a smirk. And as if on a cue, a knock sounded from the door.

"Come in." Alexander shouted. The door opened and Scarlett strolled inside. The chief of 6-News was wearing an unusually inconspicuous black jacket and skirt with her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail.

"Had to take precautions so you wouldn't be recognized?" Her boss asked as he approached her.

"Of course." Scarlett answered. "Could you imagine what would be written if our... relationship was made public?" She playfully asked.

"I take it you're Scarlett?" Nat jumped in. When her older brother turned towards her, he saw her almost glaring at the new arrival.

Scarlett quickly let out a small grunt of annoyance, before she turned towards her. "And who might you be?" She asked coyly.

"This is my younger sister Natalia. And yes, this is Scarlett." Alexander swiftly introduced them to each other.

"His younger sister, huh?" Scarlett let out while shaking her hand. "What is it like to have him as an older sibling?" She then asked, still with her smile.

"Awe-inspiring." Nat responded with confidence.

"Oh?" Scarlett simply replied. Though she kept smiling, something under it seemed to change. But before she could do anything further, her wrist was grapped and Alexander lead her towards the others.

"This is doctor Neil Caulfield, an american researcher and inventor." He quickly introduced them.

"I'll be honest. I'm not a fan of the tabloid-style of news-coverage you do. However, if it can benefit us, then there should be no problem." Neil bluntly stated before bowing his head again.

"You don't hold back." Scarlett noted to herself as she crossed her arms. "But you underestimate the influence that kind of coverage can have." She then confidently exclaimed.

"I don't think so." Neil disagreed. "If you didn't hold a comparatively large amount of influence, then you wouldn't have been chosen as a part of this rather dangerous endeavor." He explained.

"Ah, you're not as blindly judgmental as I thought. My apologies." Scarlett replied. "And I suppose the same can be said about you and your skills. Better not dissapoint."

"I have never dissapointed when it comes to my work." Neil confidently responded, though without any confidence or smile.

As Scarlett just quietly smiled, Alexander lead her towards the leader of the Crimson Legion. "And this is Caesar Giordani." He said.

"A pleasure to make your aquintance, madam Moineau." Caesar greeted before kissing her hand. "You're my favorite source of news from Britain."

"You're good at flattery." Scarlett simply commentated in a bored voice. "The future will reveal if you're good for anything else, or if it was just handed to you."

"Please..." Caesar replied, not giving up. "If I didn't know what I was doing, I wouldn't be the most wanted man in Italy."

"True." The british woman admitted. "Though it seems you've got some competition." She added as she looked over at Alexander, who just looked on with a neutral expression. Behind him stood Nat who also seemed to keep a close eye on them.

"If I may echo your words..." Caesar said. "Then the future may reveal it."

Scarlett just let out a delighted chuckle. She then turned around to face her new boss. "It seems we're only missing o-" She started but she was silenced by the door opening.

"I apologize for my late arrival." Alfred apologized as he entered. "I had a meeting that just dragged on." He then explained before adjusting his tie. The omnic was wearing a black suit with a matching black tie and some sort of metal pin Alexander couldn't make out.

Once he was done adjusting his tie, the omnic politician looked out over everyone else in the room. While Alexander and Neil were looking at him normally and Nat just seemed a bit nervous, both Caesar and Scarlett looked at him in shock. "Is something the matter?" He asked.

"You're..." Scarlett started while looking at the omnic.

"You got a UN politician on your side?!" Caesar asked Alexander.

"Yes." Alexander just answered.

"Could I ask why this is such a shock to you?" Alfred calmly inquired as he placed his hands behind his back.

"Well, when you said you had an ally in the political world..." Caesar started explaining. "I thought you meant some of those crooked lawyers I use myself. Or perhaps some corrupt diplomat. But someone from the UN?! How exactly did you convince him?"

"Let's just say mr. Caeden's goals allign with a wish of my own." Alfred answered the question directed at Alexander.

"Overwatch's destruction?" Scarlett asked, now no longer so shocked.

"More accurately, something within that." The omnic answered, earning a raised eyebrow.

"That kind of discussion can wait for later." Alexander quickly silenced everyone. He then moved over to Alfred and gestured towards the leaders of 6-News and the Crimson Legion respectively.

"Since you apparently already know him, I won't bore you with that." Alexander explained. "But Alfred, this is Scarlett Moineau and Caesar Giordani."

"I have heard much about you. You're quite infamous." The omnic noted as he shook Caesar's hand.

"I bet." The italian simply replied.

"And as for you," Alfred continued as he moved on to Scarlett. "while I don't personally get my information from you, I understand why he chose you."

"My, thank you." Scarlett responded.

"But it would seem one shouldn't go to you for unbiased news in the near future." The omnic politician noted as calmly ask before. Before she had any chance to respond, he had moved on to the next colleague.

"Doctor Neil Caulfield." The scientist introduced himself very simply and directly. In the back, Alexander crossed his arms and smiled.

"Afraid I haven't heard of you before. But if you were picked for this, then I take it you're good at what you do." Alfred told him honestly as he also shook his hand.

"Inventing and researching, yes, I am." Neil replied. His voice very neutral and didn't reveal any immediate emotion.

Done with seemingly every introduction, Alfred turned and looked around the room, when his eyes landed on Nat.

"Ms. Natalia Lockwood?" He asked as he slowly approached her. Nat was visibly surprised by him calling her by that name. It also earned a few interested looks from the others in the room.

"Yes, it is you." The omnic concluded as he grapped Nat's hand in his. "You might not remember me, but I definitely remember you. I believe it was 'The Ghosts of Wales' about... two weeks ago. Am I correct?"

"Er... yes. I-I was a small part of that." Nat nervously asked, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"Ah, I knew it." Alfred exclaimed. "You absolutely mesmerized me. You deserve so much more than just a small part in that."

"I... thanks." Nat just replied, visibly blushing quite intensily.

"Ahem." Alexander interrupted them. "This is my younger sister, Natalia Caeden." He then introduced, though his voice was more tense than before.

"Ah." Alfred exclaimed as if he'd regained his senses. "I deeply apologize for my inappropriate behavior. I briefly lost control of myself." He then turned towards Nat again. "Please accept my heartfelt apology." He then urged.

"It's... it's fine." Nat eventually accepted the apology.

"Thank you." The omnic said before turning towards Alexander. "I'm an avid follower of theater, you see. Truly an overlooked and dying form of art, if you ask me. And Ms. Caeden's performance from a few days ago simply impressed me so much, that I felt I had to make that clear to her."

"I see." Alexander simply said. He then looked at Nat, who looked back in return. "It seems you've got a fan." He then commented.

"Oh. T-thanks." Nat just said. Even though her voice was more calm now, she was still visibly blushing.

"Absolutely." Alfred agreed. "But your sister, Caeden, huh? Using a fake surname to hide your connection and protect her?" He then asked.

"Indeed." Alexander confirmed.

"So that's why Overwatch hasn't busted her door down yet!" Caesar exclaimed as if he'd solved a difficult riddle.

"Believe me..." Alexander said as he turned towards him. A shiver went down the italian's spine upon seeing his expression. Apart from the red irises, something in his wide eyes, gritted teeth and tensed muscles made it seem every last bit of sanity had long since abandoned him.

"If they did that, I would personally lock them up, slaughter their loved ones in front of them, torture them until their very mind shattered, and then, and only then, would I rip them apart until they were nothing more than an unrecognizable pile of mauled flesh!" He said in a voice that seemed just as insane as his expression.

An eerie silence settled in, as no one knew what to say to that. Only a few glances were exchanged.

"Anyway." Alexander swiftly changed the subject, as his eyes and face returned to normal. "Everyone, take a seat." He then ordered.

As everyone began to move over to the table in the middle of the room, Alfred quickly made his way next to Nat. "Again, I apologize for my behavior earlier." He whispered to her.

"It's fine, really." Nat replied with a dismissive wave of her hand.

Without further comments, Alfred took a seat next to Neil. While the omnic sat with a straight back, the scientist next to him leaned forward and looked rather intensily around. In front of them, both Scarlett and Caesar sat leaned back.

"Before anything else," Alexander started from his position at the end of the table. "Dr. Caulfield and I have been experimenting with various things and we've managed to create this:" He explained before throwing three objects onto the table. Two balls and a ring, all of metal.

"What're these?" Caesar asked as he picked up one of the balls and looked at it in his hand. But before Alexander had a chance to answer, the ball suddenly opened and several wires extended from it, collecting to form an earpiece.

"Ahh, nice." The italian complimented before placing it in his ear. Scarlett swiftly followed suit and placed the other in her ear, while Alfred placed the ring around one of the sound-recievers on the sides of his head.

"Now we can keep contact with each other without needing messengers or mysterious packages." Alexander explained. "Now... onto the plan itself."

"And with that, we're ready to head out." Ana reported.

"Good." Winston simply reponded. He then looked at the team gathered in front of him: Ana, Jack, Hana, Reinhardt, Brigitte and Lena.

"While this might be our best shot to take him down, that doesn't mean we have to trust them. And vice versa." The gorilla warned. "So trust them, but only as far as it doesn't danger anyone. Remember, this alliance is only temporary. And they know that."

"Of course." Brigitte replied.

"You got it!" Hana enthusistically agreed with a thumbs-up.

"Then don't let me down." Winston just said as farewell. The team then began to leave his lab while waving.

"See ya later big guy!" Lena quickly shouted from the door-frame, before she blinked to the rest of the team. Winston just let out an exhausted sigh before he turned around and walked further into his lab.

"Are you feeling alright Winston?" Athena asked as her icon flared to life on a nearby screen.

"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine." The gorilla dismissed the AI's concern with a pretty hard-to-believe response.

"If you say so." The AI replied with a voice of slight disbelief. "What do you want to do now? I recommend perhaps taking some time off to relax." She then suggested.

"No... no, I can't afford to just laze around. Not right now." Winston once again dismissed his companion. "Bring up the findings we got from the Talon lab again." He then ordered as he walked over to the screen with Athena's icon.

"If you're sure." The AI just said before sliding off screen to allow room for the files.

As Winston grapped a jar of peanut-butter and sat down in front of the screen, he thought about where to look. He'd mostly been looking through the last recorded stuff, to see if there was anything there. But perhaps that was wrong. Perhaps he should look where it all started: The beginning.

"Athena, bring up some of the oldest files." The gorilla ordered before opening the jar.

"Here." The AI just said as a series of files were highlighted and enlarged.

As Winston scrolled through them, he let out a sigh. Early blueprints, funding, materials, it was all just conceptual stuff. The gorilla was about to close it down, when a series of files caught his eye.

'Nurse Documentation' they were labeled. Curious, Winston opened the folder and was greeted by a long list of audio files.

"Athena, play the first." He asked before eating some of the peanut-butter.

At first, it was just some mechanical noise. Then a voice appeared. "My name is Catherine Crawford." It said. The voice was quite mature. "I mostly work as a biologist and chemist. However, this new project, 'The Demigod Initiative', has posed some unexpected difficulties for the team. You see, whenever we perform experiments on subjects, Talon assigns a personal nurse who looks over the subject and makes sure they are in proper shape for the experiments."

There was a brief pause, wherein Winston put the peanut-butter away. "This subject, Alexander, simply wouldn't speak to any of the usual nurses we tried. They tried everything from appeasement to threats to get him to speak, but he wouldn't. And since we want him to survive and work for us, we can't afford to force anything he doesn't want onto him. I was also in line, but more as a last resort, since I primarily perform chemistry. And at the start, it seemed like that was going to continue."

This Catherine seemed to now know how exactly to continue. Eventually, she just explained what had happened. "When I entered, he was on the other side of the glass, lying in his bed. I sat down at my table and prepared to take notes, as instructed, before I turned towards him. I introduced myself and asked how he was feeling. Silence. He was just looking at the ceiling. I didn't really know where to go from there, so I just asked if he at the least could look at me. Surprisingly, he obliged and turned towards me. The tips of his hair had already become white."

There was another pause, but just so she could catch her breath. "I didn't comment on it and simply thanked him. But I think he saw me looking at it. But anyway, after I had thanked him, I tried to ask him how he was feeling again. But again, no response. After thinking for a little bit, I tried asking why he was quiet. No response. So, I tried rephrasing it and asked if I could do something that could make him open up to me. He just looked at me in silence with his emerald eyes."

"Athena, you're remembering this, right?" Winston needed to make sure.

"Of course Winston." The AI replied instantly.

"That's when ms. O'Deorain told me to return, since it seemed he wasn't going to speak to me either. I was prepared for that, so I just started packing my things. And just as I was about to leave, he spoke to me. It was only two words, but that was two words more than anyone else had managed to get out of him. And the words themselves, well, they were... 'It hurts'. I immediately turned back to him, but he had closed his eyes. It was obvious that he wasn't going to say anything else. So I left. And because of those two words, I was appointed as his nurse. And now I have to make these documentations. That's about it, I think." The voice finished.

The recording was over and Winston just sat in his seat. Until Athena shook him out of his thoughts.

"This might be what we were looking for." The AI pointed out.

"Huh? Oh, right. Yes, they might be." Winston agreed before leaning in closer and inspecting some more of the logs. "They might not all be equally useful, but there might be something of use, somewhere. We just-"

"Winston." A voice from the door to the lab interrupted him. When the gorilla turned towards it, he saw Genji standing up-right in the doorway.

"Ah Genji. How are you feeling?" Winston exclaimed before getting up from and walking towards him.

"I'm fine, thank you." The cyborg ninja swiftl answered. "However, I'm not here because of that."

"Is that so? Then what can I do for you, my friend?" Winston offered generously.

"Before that, can I come in?" Genji asked.

"Oh, yeah. Come on in." The gorilla answered before stepping aside, letting Genji inside.

"Thank you." He simply said as he stepped inside. He didn't go very far in, before turning around and facing Winston. "It's about this 'Alexander'." He said.

Upon hearing that, Winston turned towards him with a much more serious expression. But he didn't say anything and simply let the ninja continue on his own.

"I've been thinking..." He started as he crossed his metal arms. His voice was now a bit lower. "He is doing all this because his father was casualty in the Omnic Crisis. Under our command. So, I was thinking, how about we apologize for it?"

"What?" Winston blurted out without thinking, taken aback by the suggestion.

"Well, not to him specifically." Genji admitted. "But, I think he feels this resentment partly because we failed to protect him, yes, but also partly because we didn't say or do anything afterwards. If I am to be completely honest, most of the casualties became nothing more than a name on a list."

"Yeah, I hate to admit it, but you're right." Winston asid with a heavy and guilt-ridden voice. "What are you suggesting then?" He asked.

"I suggest we hold some sort of memorial for all the fallen of Overwatch. Not just the Omnic Crisis, but also the conflicts and... accidents, afterwards. Everyone who unfortunately died while serving us. And not only could this satisfy him, but it could also give some of the other families peace." Genji explained.

Winston let out a sigh. "While I like the idea-" The gorilla said. "I'm afraid not a lot of us would know how to do such a thing properly."

"That's no problem." The ninja replied. "I know someone who knows a lot about things like finding peace and making up with one's past. And I believe he would be willing to help."

"Are you certain?" The gorilla asked. "I don't mean to be distrustful, but we need to be extremely careful about every descision we make right now."

"When I was in a very dark place, he was willing to help me, despite me not being the most... receptive student, at the time." Genji told with a voice that had a hint of nostalgia. "If he would help someone like that, I don't see why he wouldn't help us now."

Winston closed his eyes and thought hard for a few seconds. There were risks, certainly, but perhaps doing something like this could work. And it would not only help them, but also a lot of other people.

The gorilla let out a sigh. "Okay." He slowly said. "Conctact this person and ask if they'll help. If they agree, then we can take it from there with everyone."

"Yes." genji simply said. He then swiftly walked over to the doorway, but just before he exited, he turned back to the gorilla. "And... thanks." He said with clear sincerety.

Winston just smiled at him and Genji walked out feeling quite confident about this new plan.

Alfred and Scarlett had already left quite while ago. Only Neil, Caesar and Alexander sat around the table. Her older brother had asked Nat to wait outside, with the promise from both him and Caesar that none of the Crimson Legion members would harm her.

"And I guess that's it." Alexander said while letting out a sigh. This had been a bit more exhausting than he had anticipated.

Once he was done, Alexander turned back towards Neil. "I hope the laboratory is to your liking. If you need anything, just say so and I'll see what can be done." He said in a welcoming voice. "Other than that, you know what you need to start work on."

"Indeed." Neil responded shortly. He then stood up and calmly made his way towards the left of the two doors in the room: His new laboratory.

"And as for you and your merry band of criminals-" Alexander followed as his gaze shifted over to Caesar. "You'll start work on both the A and B plans. And remember, while A is ultimately more important, B could also give us a major , and worthwhile, edge. So direct the Crimson Legion's activities with that in mind."

"Of course, of course." The italian simply agreed with a wave of his hand. "We'll find everything. We always do."

"That's why I'm trusting this to you." The brit replied sternly. And as he stood up, he added "And while I don't doubt your combat abilities, it might be in your best interest to start training."

"Believe me, I know what I'm capable of." Caesar said confidently as he leaned forward with an equally confident grin.

With no further words, Alexander stood up and walked over to the exit, when he stopped. "Remember: Update me. On. Everything." He said without turning around.

"Yeah, yeah, boss." Caesar just answered uninterested. In response, Alexander just turned his head and looked at him over his shoulder.

"Erm, understood." The italian corrected himself.

"Later then." Alexander bid farewell as he turned his red eyes towards the door in front of him. Without waiting for a response, he opened it and stepped outside to a waiting Nat.

"Are you done?" She anxiously asked.

"Yes." Her older brother asked in a calm and comforting tone. "Let's go home." He then added.

As Nat's expression became one of relief, the pair made their way down the stairs. They then continued on through the warehouse in silence. Nat was still a bit nervous about the looks they got from the sides, but not as much as before.

Once they reached the exit, it opened with the same screetch. Stepping out into the night, they quickly walked past the guards posted outside.

"So?" Alexander asked as they walked across the harbor. When Nat turned towards him, she saw his hair was slowly becoming darker and shorter. "What do you think of them?" He clarified, shaking Nat out of her trance.

"Oh." She exclaimed. "Well, I quite like Neil and Alfred. They seem honest to both themselves and those around them. They're also polite and respectful. As for Caesar, I think he means well, but he's just very intrusive and unrestrained. He doesn't really seem to care about others too much."

"I see." Her older brother just replied as he looked out over the ocean. "What about Scarlett then?" He casually asked.

After walking a few steps, Alexander noticed Nat had stopped. He did so as well and turned back towards her. Her face seemed a bit darker than before.

"I don't like her." Nat answered honestly and with a surprising amount of spite. "I'm not sure why, but I really, really don't like her."

Instead of answering with words, Alexander went over and placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up. Even though his hair was black with a single strand of neon green, his eyes were still their usual, comforting selves.

"I won't force you to be around her, if that's how you feel. But it was still important that you met her, at least once." Her older borther stated.

"No." She quickly dismissed. "I want to meet her again. At these meetings and other places." She replied with great determination.

"If you say so. It's your choice." Her older brother just said.

Once he turned around, Nat wrapped one of her arms tightly around his. And like that, they walked the rest of the way down the harbor in complete silence.