A month passed, among several other things.
The first, was that Matthew and Lovino had become absolutely inseparable, and to a smaller extent the two boys and Gilbert. They had even gone to train the kids together, and once the week Peter had given Gilbert had expired with, apparently, no sign of Lovino making up to the boy, he began to throw a fit, crying, shouting, and cursing Gilbert to the high heavens, before letting out a horrified scream when something grabbed him from behind and pulled him into a tight hug.
Once he saw it was Matthew, he began to cry again, clinging to the boy, while Lovino and Gilbert stood by. Once it was said and done, Peter denied he had done any of those humiliating things, stating that he was going to be a captain, and captains didn't act in such a way, much to the older boys' amusement. After that, Matthew would frequently visit the kids with the others and watch as they trained.
He had begun training, as well, and was a decent fighter, if only because the other two couldn't hit him. He, on the other hand, had been able to hit them, and Alfred, and everyone else he had trained with, even if he always apologized afterwards.
The second thing that happened was that the whole island had come to life in anticipation of the Tournament, less than a month away. Those that had fulfilled all of the qualifications were constantly training in the arena, trying to get a feel for what it would be like. Tensions were high as those competing tried to analyze every opponent they could be placed against, much to the others' dismay. Along with that teams and pairs were beginning to form.
A competitor had the chance to prove themself up to three times. They could compete in the solo matches, the partner matches, and/or the team matches, although usually, it was only those that aimed for a spot as captain that would compete in the solo matches. Once the founders and heroes had chosen those who they thought were ready, captains were chosen and for the next few weeks would be taught how to fly the academy craft, protocol for different situations, and how to organize and write reports in detail.
It was a tiresome task, but one of great honor, and very hard to obtain. Romulus and Alaric were the ones who chose who got to become a captain, which meant that if you were a captain, you did something amazing enough to impress them. Matthias, Berwald and Lukas were captains, as were Antonio and Gilbert, or, at least, he had been. Arthur was a captain, too, but he usually went on solo assignments, which made him all the more remarkable.
Most heroes, captain or not, went on pair, or team assignments because of the difficult tasks they were assigned. Going solo on almost every one and coming back whole was something only the founders, Yao, and the first generation of heroes had ever done. Sometimes Lovino thought it was him trying to make up for his brothers leaving. The Academy would have had a better amount of heroes if they hadn't left; Top notch heroes from what he had heard.
The Kirklands were unstoppable when together, although Arthur never really got to fight with them. They cleared missions in record time, despite their usual distractions, and usually gave the academy a good name with the humans. They were powerful, and their abilities had a very wide range; Anywhere from the strength and power Allistor possessed, to the control over the mind that Dylan had. Amongst the humans, and even some mutants, they were icons, someone to look up to, someone kids fervently discussed at school with dramatic and expressive gestures. They were given gifts and trophies to commemorate them in several countries, and one day, for all the humans knew, they disappeared.
Gilbert had heard rumors the humans had started about how they had died fighting the strongest enemy imagineable and taking it down with them, or how they were clearly robots created by the government to stop their escaped experiments, and one even told of how they had turned and now they were the ones that sent out all the villains and monsters that his brother now fought against, although that theory wasn't very popular, people still had a lot of fun with it, and a comic of it was even serialized.
In any sense, Arthur had a lot to live up to, and it seemed to him that he had been trying to do it all on his own. He was one of the more recognizable heroes now, and, because of the comics, people had the tendency to cheer him on as he battled 'his brothers' creations,' but he wasn't nearly as popular as them and he was now the only representative of the main Kirkland family. Jett Kirkland, a distant relation, was due to compete in the tournament, but the two had cut ties a while back.
The third thing that happened was the arrival of three new mutants. One was another distant relation of Arthur: Liam Kirkland. When his abilities had been awakened, he had awoken late at night to the shrill cries, and fierce roars of several animals, only to find that they surrounded his home, and that he understood them perfectly. Romulus had Arthur and Antonio there in a matter of hours.
He would be working with Antonio and Gilbert to catch up and be able to compete in the tournament, seeing as they shared an ability, and would not be attending the superhuman courses, which didn't matter, as they only had one more week worth of lessons before they were canceled so that the competitors could train. He would not attend any of the academic courses, either, as he had already passed all the courses at a human school.
The second new mutant didn't have to worry about training. He was only 10, and shared Berwald's surname, which was why Alaric had sent Berwald and Tino to pick him up. They found him after an entire city experienced a seemingly irreversible blackout. It took an entire week for news to reach the founders, in which no electronics worked in the city, no matter how hard the electric companies worked. School was canceled, traffic was horrible, and food in homes, supermarkets, and restaurants went bad. A good portion of the city left before he was picked up.
Erland Oxenstierna was fiercely independent and, at first, had rejected nearly all of Berwald and Tino's attempts to feel more welcome, although he did seem to have taken as much of a liking as he could to Peter. Even Gilbert didn't know what to make of him, so they usually left Peter to be the midway between the two parties, whether they be Berwald and Tino, or Gilbert, Lovino, and Matthew. He slowly came to enjoy the former's visits, however, according to Peter. He had said that his eyes would light up whenever they came for a visit, and once he had accidentally called Berwald 'dad' much to his utter horror, and Tino and Peter's amusement. Berwald was shocked, for the most part, but the two quickly bonded after that, even if Erland was too stubborn to admit it.
The third was a young woman who was also of age and academic standing to compete in the tournament and who would be training with Lars to get a firm grasp on her abilities, or as much as she could.
Lucille Mérimée's powers had awakened at a very lucky time, in a sense. She had apparently been deep in thought and had crossed the street at the wrong moment. As a car approached, the stress of the situation had awakened her abilities, causing the car to swerve, barely missing and collide with others, as had happened to every vehicle that came close to hurting her, until there was wreckage all around her, but that wasn't what caught the founders' attention. It was simply a stroke of luck to them, and to her.
In weeks following, her luck would always be either extremely good, or bad until she steadily became more daring, whether it be stepping in front of a armed man in the middle of a robbery and having his gun fail him as he went to shoot, saving a woman from a speeding vehicle, and narrowly avoiding death, to her most extreme case of jumping into a lion enclosure to save a young girl who had wandered in, only for it to die on the spot from heart failure. Her actions caught the attention of several news reporters, and eventually the founders, who decided to invite her, despite the fact that there was nothing very extraordinary about her abilities. In fact, had it not been for her heroic use of them, she wouldn't have been looked at twice. It was a strange ability, as every ounce of good luck was neutralized by bad, either directed at her, or not, and the founders decided it was a subconscious telekinetic probability manipulation. It wasn't to the extent that Lars could manipulate things, but she did always have a favored outcome in a fight, so Tino was also training her in hand to hand combat and firearms.
As her training went on longer, it seemed that she developed a new tactical skill. She had yet to lose a spar, having already seen the outcome of every possible move she could make and choosing a clear path to victory. The founders had called it accelerated probability, and there was a rumor that she was already being considered as a possible captain, if not for her abilities, then for her boldness.
The final thing that happened, and probably the strangest, was that the humans left. No other word than a 'thank you' was uttered as they departed. Nothing to inform the founders of their intended purpose for the visit, or what they planned to do with the information they had gained.
It was... anticlimactic, and left a bad taste in everyone's mouth, but was also a weight off of their chest. Alaric seemed the most shocked, as he had been nearly certain that they would have at least stayed for the tournament, with all that they asked, and their eagerness to see the display of powers, but he didn't complain or ask them to stay longer.
Gilbert called an end to training the kids, much to Francis's relief and Antonio's disappointment, and Romulus was steadily going back to his old, carefree self, even beginning to joke around with Alaric more. The only thing that hadn't changed was that Yao still wasn't back.
It seemed that that was a crucial thing to most of the students, as he never went on assignment for more than two months, now it was slowly approaching seven. Leon and Kiku both appeared a little more agitated than they usually let on, and even Young Soo's cheery attitude had holes in it. Neither Matthew nor Lovino saw enough of Lien or Mei to register their thoughts, but they assumed they were probably as worried as the boys.
When they had approached the founders about it, Romulus appeared as lost as they were, while Alaric simply said that he'd be back when it was all over, although they didn't understand what he had meant. With the tournament approaching, however, they didn't have time to try.
Lovino and Matthew, unlike everyone else, didn't train as much, or as seriously. Most of the other competitors had been wanting to become heroes all of their lives; the two boys had only know about it for a few months. They had been very excited about it at first, but it quickly died down when they realized that they didn't really have a proper team to do missions if they did pass, and neither of them was exactly captain material.
Despite Gilbert's encouragement, and his attempts to drag them out to train seriously on a daily basis, the two were currently lounging in Matthew's home, mindlessly flipping through the channels on the TV.
"Hey!" the two boys sat up abruptly, only to find Tino watching them with an impatient look.
"Y-yes?" Matthew answered, sharing a confused glance with Lovino.
"Why aren't you training with the others?! You're running out of time!" Lovino slouched back onto the couch, while Matthew began to fidgit.
"Well, we don't really... I mean, everyone-"
"We can't train with each other" Lovino answered matter-of-factly. At Tino's questioning gaze he explained.
"Mattie's invisibility is useless against me, I can see him, and my fire is useless against him, I can't touch him. We always end up at a dead end, and ... it's not like we really know anybody to begin with..." It was true, a large part of why they were inside was that the felt like outsiders. Everybody was having fun training, goofing off, talking about how great it would be to see the world and be admired by the humans and about past tournaments, and the two boys couldn't have felt more left out.
At the moment, Alfred, not understanding the situation, and not caring to, was upset with Matthew, and absolutely enraged with Lovino. Matthew had tried explaining to him what had happened, but all he heard was Gilbert's name and another person to blame. Gilbert was off training the new arrivals, along with Antonio, and Feliciano was off with Ludwig, effectively eliminating every possible sparing partner.
Tino watched the two boys, humming in understanding. "You know, " he said, drawing their attention. "I was one of the older ones to arrive on the island. I think I was sixteen. It doesn't sound like much today, but back then almost everyone knew each other, they had been here since they were born, or anywhere between three and five years of age." Tino plopped himself down on the couch beside them. Both boys were staring on with interest.
"You didn't know anyone?" Matthew glanced at Lovino.
"Not a single person."
"Were you scared?"
"I was horrified!" he said with a light laugh. "Everyone was fighting each other and the power they all had was incredible! I honestly thought that I would die here. I avoided everyone because I was scared I would upset someone enough for them to harm me."
"So, how'd you start meeting people?"
"... I accidentally crashed into your dad and started crying," he placed his head in his hands to cover up the spreading pink blush. Lovino and Matthew stared at the man, testing to see if he had been serious, but when he didn't move his hands from his face, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't laugh at me! He looked intimidating and I was new and I didn't know him and I was stressed out!" The two boys steadied themselves, bringing their laughter back to a few giggles, before they cleared their throats, the only trace of their amusement being a wide grin.
"Sorry, mom. So, what happened next?" Matthew let out a small laugh again, which was quickly squashed by a playful glare. He mouthed a small 'sorry' and let Tino continue.
"Lukas and Mathias came over to see what had happened to make the new kid burst into tears in the middle of a hall... But then Lukas helped me calm down, and told me Berwald wouldn't hurt me and introduced himself, Berwald and Mathias. They invited me to sit with them and we slowly grew to know each other more. I think that was about a month into the time I had arrived."
"Didn't you ever feel left out? I mean... they all knew each other." Matthew remembered his time with Alfred's friends and training with Leon and Kiku. He remembered wishing he could have been as close to them as they were to each other. He looked over to Lovino, who had shut off the TV and had tucked his legs close to him sometime amidst the story.
"Of course I did. Mathias and Berwald were here since birth, and had known each other the longest, and Lukas came three years before I had, and had even dated Berwald for a while..."
"No way-"
"Seriously? That must have killed you!" Both boys leaned in, completely distracted from their earlier troubles.
"It's not like they were dating when I got here." Tino puffed his cheeks childishly and sent them a soft glare.
"How did you... you know, get over it?"
"Lukas figured that it had bothered me a bit after we started dating, so he pulled me aside and started talking to me. It's funny, I didn't think he liked me much when I first got here, but I think it was the other way around... After that we got along a lot better, I really like Lukas now. He's like a brother to me." He shifted a strand of hair away from his face as he smiled distantly down at his hands. It wasn't a happy smile, the two noted. It was almost ironic, as if he were still upset about it all, and yet, his eyes still shone as he talked about his relationship with Lukas.
"Mom?" Matthew gently grabbed Tino's hand.
"Oh! Right, sorry. I guess I got distracted! Moral of the story! You'll make friends eventually." Tino gently pat their hands and stood to walk away, but turned almost as soon as he had begun to leave.
"Hey! Why don't you train with me?"
"With you? ...Mom, are you sure?"
"Of course! I can only sense you when I speak," he said to Matthew, then turned to Lovino "and I'm a long range fighter, too!"
"I don't think I'm okay with having you shoot at me, and don't you have a reputation for never missing?" The brunette boy turned to Matthew with a look that begged for help.
"Mom, I really don't-"
"Don't be silly, they wouldn't be real bullets. They'd be the training ones, the ones that they use in the Tournament." At the confused look the two boys gave each other, Tino held up a finger and ran out of the room, or, at least one of him did. He came back with twin pistols, and opened the cartilage, exposing clear bullets, with vein-like lights running through them.
"Watch," he shot at the wall opposite themselves They braced themselves, but were shocked to find that the bullet collided with more of a 'splat.' Tino made his way over to it, peeling, the now flat and green, bullet from it.
"See? It's soft. I guess it melts, in a way, with the speed and changes color on impact. If it hits something nonhuman, it turns green, if it strikes a target, it turns red. When they use them in the Tournament they'll lock them into the computer so that they can keep track of all the hits misses and whether it would have been a fatal hit. They also have something to temporarily distort the nerves so that limb can't be used anymore for the duration of the fight, but I don't have access to that." That was a relief to Lovino, but the odds still weren't exactly in his favor.
"But you still don't miss," Lovino quipped. It being his concern, as Matthew would probably be fighting him hand to hand.
"You can learn to work together!" Tino said, with a look of determination in his eyes that was hard to refuse. The two boys nodded hesitantly.
They were in the arena in a matter of seconds, thanks to Matthew, surrounded by dozens of training competitors. Tino formed two copies and sent one a few feet away, Lovino's opponent, as the other got into a fighting stance in front of Matthew. The boy did the same, although much more unsure. Once the original had seated himself in the stands, all four began to fight.
Matthew found himself busy, ensuring that nothing hit Lovino, and warding off his own opponent, but sensing his troubles, Lovino sent off a small beast to help Matthew corner him as he hurled flames in Tino's direction as he steadily advanced. Seeing as it didn't work, Lovino began to attack Matthew's copy, while Matthew appeared behind Lovino's, disarming him, and fighting hand to hand. The man dodged, but quickly grew concerned, as that was all he could do.
Moments later, Lovino and Matthew had them cornered, guns abandoned a few feet away. The copies sent them a mischievous smile as they multiplied further, much to their dismay. Each boy faced off against four different opponents, dodging, hitting, and always on high alert.
When one finally picked up the gun and shot, Lovino reacted on instinct and grabbed another to use him to block. He was startled by his own reaction, but after recalling months of training with Gilbert, he didn't think it all too strange. The copy quickly receded when it was struck on the chest by three bullets, leaving Lovino with three, then two when Lovino surrounded the perpetrator in flames.
Matthew wasn't so lucky, still struggling with all four, as he was more of a defensive fighter. Noting his predicament, Lovino pushed his opponents back as the fire surrounding him spread, and quickly made his way to the gun, tossing it to Matthew, only to be attacked again mere moments later by his two remaining opponents. The boy fumbled, before getting a good grip, but was unfamiliar with how to use the weapon.
"You can't use a gun at such a close range, Mattie! Get further!" The original yelled from the stands, the excitement clear in his tone.
Matthew gave a small nod, and appeared a good enough distance for him to have time to shoot and to have a greater chance of a hit. It took a moment for the copies to notice, in which Matthew had fired five times. Two hit one of his own targets, another had struck another one of his targets, one accidentally strayed, but managed to hit one of Lovino's opponents, and one collided with the ground just beside Lovino's leg.
The boy looked up horrified, but had no time to curse at his friend before he was attacked by all three of the remaining copies. Lovino caged them in his flames, and quickly stepped out. The walls thickened, until they barely had enough room to move as Matthew approached, a gun in each of his hands. They began sweating profusely, and looked around frantically for a means of escape. There was little room for Matthew to miss this time; Tino was also approaching, sensing the end of the fight.
One shot rung out, one copy receded. Another shot, another receded. A final shot, and the flames collapsed on empty space and vanished. Tino was clapping excitedly as he approached, an evident bounce in his step.
"That was amazing! You two are fantastic! You make such a great team!" Around them, the arena had gone quiet, having witnessed two competitors defeat one of the Nordics. In any other case, Matthew would have gone a furious shade of red at the attention, and Lovino would have started yelling, attracting more attention, but quite frankly, both boys were exhausted. It was a wonder to them how Tino could stay standing after all that fighting, indirect or not, but then they realized that he was a superhuman, stamina and all.
Meanwhile, Lovino could feel his legs, forearms, stomach, and face begin to bruise from all the attacks the copies made, their Academy issued uniform having absorbed most of the flame's heat in their quick strikes. Matthew was slightly better, but spent most of his time dodging because everytime he would try to manifest himself for a hit, one of the copies was ready to deal one back.
Maybe just competing in a partner match would be fine, they thought, as they began to walk home; no more strength left in Matthew to send them home the fast way. It was a pain, especially with a few people asking them if they wanted to train with them, to which Lovino responded with a weak 'fuck off-' maybe that's why they didn't have any friends, Matthew thought, but he couldn't be bothered. He was tired. They were almost out of the arena when a painfully familiar voice called out to them.
Feliciano came jogging up to them, dragging Ludwig with him. "Lovi! That was so cool! Ve, don't you think so, Ludwig? You should join our team!" Feliciano said, clinging to Ludwig's arm, and using it to help him stay on his toes as he searched the arena for something.
"Alfred! C'mere!" The boy in question was approaching, hands tucked in his pockets in a way that made him come off as uninterested. Lovino tensed at the sight of him, to which Matthew sent him a small, reassuring smile.
"Ve, let's invite them to join our team! Please," Feliciano stared up at him with wide eyes, the same expression he had used to convince Alfred to help him break the boys out. Alfred decided he wasn't going to give in this time. Sure his mom even overpowered him the few times he trained with him, but Lovino and Matthew only got by on the fact that nobody could touch them, not skill.
"N-"
"Consider it, Alfred. It would be the reasonable thing to do. Whether it's simply luck or not, some heroes thrive on luck," all five turned to Lucille, who been fighting against Lars, but was now talking to Tino about their schedule.
Kiku was approaching them, looking wary at the sight of Lovino and Alfred so close to one another before he smiled at the two boys. "You did very well in your spar. We would be happy to have you on our team if you would join."
"And who says they can join?"
"We have not reached our limit in teammates, and it appears that you are outvoted, Alfred." The boy in question had nothing to say to that, even if he felt his pride begin to crumble at having his authority questioned. Ludwig was as much captain material as he was, meaning he couldn't even be persuaded to change his mind.
"Fi-"
"Hold up, bastard. Nobody said we were fucking begging to be on your team, anyway. Because, believe it or not, we couldn't give a rat's ass about your team."
"Lovi-" Lovino turned to Feliciano, who was watching him, wide eyed.
"That's not going to work, Feli. Mattie and I are fine on our own- "
"Maybe we should give it a shot?" Lovino swung his attention to Matthew, shock and a bit of betrayal evident on his features. Matthew shook his head and gave him a nervous smile. "Neither of us really have what it takes to be a captain, and I think it would be fun to be part of a team. We could still do the partner match, too?"
Lovino considered it for a moment, looking around at the faces of his possible team. Feliciano had a pleading look, Ludwig was a wall, as always, Kiku gave them a polite smile that said he would be fine with any choice they made, and Alfred looked more than a little put off at the thought that someone had even rejected his offer, even if it was what he wanted. Finally, he turned to Matthew, who looked to be trying to hold back his excitement at the thought of being part of a team. With a defeated sigh, he let his shoulders sag.
"Fine. When do we train?"
"We will start training every morning at 10 on the dot. Do not be late. As well as that, yourself and Alfred will need to establish a better relationship in order to be compatible as a team. As for myself, I do not care about your insults, as long as you do not get sidetracked by your hatred for me."
"Me? Hate you? How do you figure?" Lovino spit sarcastically before waving them off as a show of agreement. "I'll get along with Alfred when he stops acting like a bitch." Alfred was about to lunge at the boy, only to be stopped by Ludwig.
"Lovino-"
"He should also apologize about my wrist, admit that I made Matthew a better fighter and take back that thing about me being a coward." Lovino crossed his arms and regarded Alfred with a smirk and an arched brow.
"I'll get along with Lovino when he admits that being an asshole to Matthew wasn't what made him a good fighter, and he still hasn't formally apologized to him about all the shit he put him through." Lovino's confident gaze dropped at that. He slowly turned to Matthew to find him looking down at his feet as he began awkwardly digging into the dirt.
He had apologized, but Alfred was right. It wasn't about the way he had treated him, it was about his reason for treating him that way and lying to him. Looking back, he wasn't even really sure why Matthew was still willing to be his friend, or forgive him so easily.
"You're right," he said, barely above a whisper. Alfred was shocked at the admission, but quickly composed himself, and softened his stance. He looked between Matthew and Lovino. He wasn't mad at Matthew for making up with the boy, he was mad that he had forgiven him without an apology. He seemed to be letting himself be used and abused and he wasn't going to let him do that.
"He's my brother, Lovino. You could at least understand why I got so upset." Lovino nodded, and whispered a barely audible apology to him, then directed his attention to Matthew.
"I'm sorry-"
"Lovino you really don't have to-"
"No, but I do! I insulted you, I ignored you, and when you attacked me, with every right, I almost hit you back, but you always stuck around. You made it almost impossible to get rid of you, actually..." he said with a bitter laugh. "I made your life a living hell, and I left you alone and I'm so sorry. I don't know why you forgave me so easily, I don't know how you could. I was scared that you wouldn't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean any of it."
Lovino was on the brink of tears as he remembered all of it. All the insults, all sad looks, all the times he had physically and emotionally pushed him away, allof it, and yet, here was Matthew, still with him. He couldn't understand it, but he was so glad it had turned out this way. Too caught up at the fact that he didn't want to look back, he forgot to apologize for everything he did. No wonder Alfred had been so upset. It was almost as if he didn't regret anything.
A sound of bell-like laughter made him look up with a shock. Matthew was... laughing. "Of course you didn't mean any of it. All you've ever done, everything you've ever done has been for my benefit. I don't think I ever really believed you meant it, it just... hurt that you weren't by me. I didn't know what to do, and I got really lonely, but I couldn't fully believe that you had just gotten sick of me," he let out another melodious laugh. "Besides, Gilbert told me you cried the first time you insulted me, and that was enough of an apology for me." Lovino froze halfway through covertly wiping away his tears.
"No good son of a bitch-" Lovino was about ready to run off to find him, when he felt to arms envelop him. He looked up to find Matthew's head on his shoulder. The other four boys, who had been silent for the majority of their little exchange, looked uncomfortable, with the exception of Feliciano, who looked about ready to burst into tears from both joy and sorrow.
Matthew leaned in a little closer and whispered: "He also said you asked him what he thought of me." Lovino flinched and walked away from Matthew's hold. The boys on the sideline were startled by such a quick change in attitude.
"What are you trying to say, bastard?"
"That my best friend looks out for me, and by no means has any kind of attraction to me?"
"Damn fucking straight. I'm going home." Lovino stomped off, with Matthew laughing and running after him, their previous fatigue having vanished.
"Oh, c'mon, Lovi! I was teasing! Wait, I wanna know what he said! He wouldn't tell me!"
I think I'm getting better at this updating thing, but it's because the end is so close XD! Ugh, what the hell am I doing, introducing new characters? I am halfway through the story for fuck's sake. I couldn't help myself, though... Btw~ Liam Kirkland and Jett Kirkland are as closely related as me and that other dude in my anthropology with the same last name as me, in the way that we aren't, but we have the same last name XD. The Kirklands go way back, though, so it's normal that they have so many descendants in the AU~. Alaric's most popular and thriving offspring XD. Sorry, don't mind me XD. Oh, yeah, you won't see any of the teams training before the tournament, next chapter is hopping right to it. Sorry about all the time skips~. Like I may have said, the Tournament will be split into two chapters, the first will be told in Tino's perspective, and the second in the standard Lovi/Mattie disaster I usually use XD. Okay, so yeah~. I'm done!
Superpowers:
Kiku Honda Age 18: Mimicry, power enhancement
Emil Steilsson Age 18: Weather manipulation, superhuman speed, stamina, and reflexes, levitation
Nikel Anderson (Luxembourg) Age 10: Amalgamation ( the ability to fuse things with one's self or each other)
Leopold Edelstein (Kugelmugel) Age 8: hard light constructs, superhuman agility and reflexes
Marcello Vargas (Seborga) Age 12: atomic manipulation
Wendy Kirkland (Wy) Age 11:telepathy, telekinesis, psionic blasts
Lili Zwingli Age 12: animal communication, superhuman endurance, agility, and reflexes
Peter Kirkland Age 12: Shapeshifting, superhuman endurance, reflexes, and agility
Elizabeta Héderváry Age 29: nature manipulation
Matthew Williams Age 17: Invisibility, teleportation, intangibility
Mathias Køhler Age 32: forcefield generation, energy blasts, superhuman strength and endurance
Berwald Oxenstierna Age 32: Adamantine body armor, absorption, superhuman strength, endurance, and reflexes
Lukas Bondevik Age 32: Astral projection, summoning, telepathy, energy blasts
Tino Vainamoinen Age 30: duplication, echolocation, superhuman reflexes and agility, healing factor
Alfred F. Jones Age 17: Superhuman strength, agility, endurance, stamina
Feliciano Vargas Age 18: Superspeed, healing factor, superhuman stamina
Francis Bonnefoy Age 27: illusion, possession, power neutralization
Alaric Beilschmidt (Germania): superhuman strength, flight, telepathy, reduced aging
Romulus Vargas (Ancient Rome): Superhuman strength and endurance, flight, reduced aging
Lovino Vargas Age 18: Fire and heat manipulation, infrared vision
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo Age 26: animal communication, animal morphing, enhanced senses
Leon Wang (Hong Kong) Age 18: portal creation, superhuman speed, agility, and strength
Ludwig Beilschmidt Age 17: elemental transmutation, superhuman endurance and strength
Gilbert Beilschmidt Age 27: disintegration, superhuman endurance, agility, and stamina
Eduard Von Bock Age 28: superhuman tracking, technopathy, electric manipulation
Bella Anderson Age 26: Animation, superhuman strength, reflexes, agility
Katyusha Braginskya Age 25: Healing, Superhumanly acrobatic, plant manipulation
Liam Kirkland Age 18: Animal communication, animal imitation (different from animal morphing in that one only takes on an ability of an animal, not its appearance)
Erland Oxenstierna Age 10: Technopathy, superhuman senses (he's still young and awakened his powers later than a full blood mutant, so he might develop more on the way, but not now)
Lucille Merimée Age 18: accelerated probability, subconscious telekinetic probability manipulation, superhuman agility
Lars Anderson Age 28: probability manipulation, superhuman strength, speed, agility, and senses
Reviews:
Asdfghjkl (guest): Thank you so so much! I'm so glad you like it :D! I'm especially happy that you took the time to tell me what you think! Thank you so much :D!
Red-Hot Habanero: Totally XD. Don'tmess with Tino's babies XD. I kinda just left it that way because I didn't know what else Mattie would call him, but I'm glad you like it XD!
Yup! But when I had finished, I realized that Lovi hadn't really apologized for everything, so I put it into this chapter :D! It's all good now XD! Yeah XD no visions or clairvoyance, just very loud crashing and yelling XD.
I have the bad habit of hinting at things because I think I mention them before and forget that I know the whole story and the readers don't, so it's good to have questions and stuff that point out what I haven't made clear XD. So, thanks :D!
Three chapters! Give me three chapters and I'll tell you where he went! Maybe four... But I'll totally talk about it later!
Oh! Berwald and the other Nordics were SORTA held captives, but it was kinda more like to ensure that Tino would come back with an invitation to the academy; so when the men arrived on the island, the Nordics came back, too. I think in chapter 8 or something Mattie says something like "Mom and Dad are back!" Which is when they, as in all the Nordics, came back :D.
Thank you so much for reading, reviewing, and all that stuff I usually say~! Keep doing it and stuff :D!