I won't leave you hanging for too long now. (Made some adjustments because I realized I missed a section lmao, best author NA.)

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The new Legend was floored by his sister's statement, "You really think I'm going to be the one to make a move on them when they seem happy? Not happening." Ezra looked at his sister with inquisitive eyes. "So, what happened? Everyone has been vague with me."

"It is exactly what happened, Ezra. Things went down horribly. The good news is that the people who orchestrated it believe I'm dead." Her blonde hair blew in her face before tying it back with one hand.

Ezra faced palmed, "Explain to me how this is a good thing?" He stood up and wandered around his room, pacing.

Eliza giggled at her baby brother, "Well, that means by technicality, you are the leader of the Steele Empire. That, and they're dead. Those loyal to me took care of them.

Ezra groaned aloud, putting his face in his hands, "Fucking joy, you know how much-"

"-much you don't like running the family business, I know," Eliza cooed. "So, about your squadmates…"

"What about them?" Ezra asked looking up. Honestly, he was still more worried about his sister's safety than his squadmates.

Eliza chuckled, "Well, are they adorable? Hot? Downright irresistible? Do you like them?" This brought a flush to his face, which she noticed, "Aww you do! That's so cute!"

"I swear I will hit you next time I see you, but fine. One is really adorable, speaks French, scientist, big-brained, and loves a Nessie Plush. The other is brooding, skittish at times because of her past, can be a softie at times, adept at fighting. She also- you already know who they are…" he said as his sister was laughing at him.

"Well of course I know who they are. You fell in love with Dark Sparks!"

"Oh, not you too!"

"What? I can't blame you, they look gorgeous, and if I weren't married, I would attempt to get with one or both for a ménage à trois," Eliza admitted.

Ezra wrinkled his nose in disgust, "I didn't need to know that, sis."

"Well, are you going to do something about it?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ezra took note of Eliza's background. Ezra recognized those places, "Wait, where are you?"

Eliza looked away, "See, about that…"

"Yo Ezra! There's someone here to see you!" Elliott said as he tapped on the door. "She's kinda hot!"

"You have my permission to kill him, Ezra," Eliza said in a teasing tone. "Also, surprise!"

Ezra ended the call and threw on his mask and flicked out his knife. He opened the door and Elliott stepped back when he saw the murderous intent in his multi-colored eyes. "Woah, woah, woah Ezra, take it easy!"

"My sister is married, no flirting with her. If she initiates it, then fine, but she's off-limits. Am I understood?" Ezra growled at him, a knife under his throat.

"I understand," the Trickster said with a firm head nod.

"I'm wondering why the hell she's here," Putting away the knife, he stormed down the hall, exuding a malicious aura. Revenant felt this and chuckled, knowing that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see what's got the new skinsuit so riled.

It seemed that the entire compound knew something was going on. Even though dinner just ended, everyone wanted to know what got Ezra so pissed. As he stormed his way through the compound, every Legend slowly trailed behind him, far enough away to be respectful.

Once he arrived at the door, he exhaled before brandishing his knife. The door wooshed open and there stood… no one? Ezra huffed before slowly looking around, focusing. He knew what she was trying to do. "Dear sister, you have to remember you tried this on me three years ago and it didn't work then?" Ezra moved and grabbed seemingly nothing, before forcing them over. He reached up to where he believed her head was. Grasping something he pulled it away to see the mask covered face of his sister. Her blonde hair was in an immaculate bun, but her eyes twinkled with glee.

"Is that how you treat every lady?" Eliza Steele asked, in the flesh.

Ezra, however, asked, "What the hell are you doing out this far into the Frontier?"

"Wow, what a way to say, 'Hey big sis, long time no see? How've you been?' Oh, don't worry, I am just dandy," she said as she twisted Ezra's body to pin him. "Plus, I missed scraping with you, baby bro."

Ezra huffed before turning the tables on her again, one leg across her throat, and his arms pulled one of hers across his body. Eliza tapped the floor three times and he released her, stood up, and offered to pull her up. She grabbed his hand and once she stood she just hugged him. "For all the crap I give you, I missed you."

Eliza responded by pulling him closer. Every Legend looked on in awe, except Revenant who got ideas. "Revenant, I know a lot of kill switches on you, try anything and I will utilize them."

No one responded to that, but Revenant narrowed his eyes. Natalie and Renee watched with a veiled tender expression as the two siblings embraced. "So which ones are your squadmates?" Renee and Natalie slowly raised their hands. She broke the hug and rushed over to all the Legends, "Hello! I'm Eliza Steele, that lovable idiot's older sister." Her eyes lingered on the two girls who were her brother's squadmates. She liked them already and Ezra was right, one really is a cutie.

"He's mentioned you once or twice, amiga," Octavio said from the side. "Is this how you normally act?"

The siblings shared a look before shrugging, "Yeah. We've always been like this," Eliza said. Ezra nodded at her statement.

"Speaking of which, you and I need to have a chat," Ezra told his sister. He had a look in his eye that wasn't to disagree with.

Eliza nervously giggled, "Heh, yeah…"

Ezra walked away and Eliza followed after doing her very brief meet and greet. Once they were far enough away, Ezra asked, "What the hell are you doing here? Not that I am not glad to see you, but why and how did you get here?" He brought her inside his room, where he took off his cowl and stared at her, waiting for an answer.

"Well, that incident happened a month ago, and I just made it out here. I kinda… was ignoring your calls because I wanted to surprise you."

"Sis, you could've t-"

"And I kinda wanted to meet the Legends," Eliza admitted, twiddling her thumbs.

Ezra sighed, rubbing his chin, which Eliza's eyes drew to, noticing his scars on his chin. Her hands clenched together, knowing who caused those. "Why did you come out here? There were millions of places and safe houses you could have gone to, but you chose Talos."

"No safe house had my baby brother. My wife is currently across the Frontier.," Eliza admitted, taking off her own mask.

It was the first time in a few years, but Ezra finally saw his sister smile again. He stopped what he was going to say once he noticed the tears. "Don't tell me-"

Eliza nodded and threw herself at her brother, who caught her easy. "She's gone, Ez. She's gone and it's all my fault!"

Ezra tightened his grip on her, whispering reassurances and words of encouragement. He needed to help his sister like she's always helped him. "Have you seen Great Gram lately?" Ezra asked.

"No, not really, I just… haven't had the chance…" her sobs lowered. Ezra reached into his back pocket and pulled out his knife and threw it at the door. He heard shit and footsteps.

"Nosy pricks," Ezra grumbled. However, this made Eliza chuckle.

"Well, wouldn't you be curious?" Eliza asked, her voice muffled.

"I would, but I know my limits."

"Sure, now how are you going to seduce your squadmates?"

Thankful for the change in subject, but only just, he groaned, "I'm not going to do anything. I'm not going to disrupt a relationship that seems perfect to me. We went over this."

"You don't know that," Eliza quipped, removing herself from her brother and wiping her eyes.

Ezra retorted with a classic sibling line, "Neither do you."

Silence enclosed the siblings before they started laughing hysterically, like some sort of inside joke that only their weird twisted sense of humor could understand.

"Now, I have a plan on how to get your squadmates interested in you, even more than they probably are," Eliza smirked.

Ezra knew that smirk, "I'm going to hate this aren't I?"

She didn't respond.

Eliza mingled with the Legends all wondering about the backstory of their newest Legend. Anita was full-on laughing, "No way! You wrangled with the local wildlife in Troy?"

Eliza giggled, "Yeah, managed to nab one of them too."

Rolling his eyes, "But you forgot to mention that I had a nice souvenir from it too." Ezra raised one sleeve on his shirt and showed a deep tissue scar that ran up his shoulder and the other side. "She forgot to include that I almost lost my arm."

"You lived, didn't you?"

Deadpanning the Legends, "You see what I have to suffer with?" They all laughed.

Natalie was intrigued, "So what else did you do in your spare time?" Of course, the blonde defender wanted to know all about her crush. As did Renee, but she didn't say anything of the sort.

"Eliza made a face, "Besides running a business, my free time is limited. Ezra likes to cook, but I'm sure you've already experienced his cooking. Still jealous that you were better than me."

Ezra grinned, without missing a beat, "Sorry Gramps liked me more. You almost blew up the kitchen making a calzone, who does that?"

"I do, jackass," Eliza clapped back, not at all ashamed.

"You know, our first impression of him was that he was stone cold," Erza glared at the ex-IMC soldier.

"You wouldn't be wrong..." Eliza said before Erza slapped her shoulder.

Loba decided to ask, "So anything scandalous you've done?" Loba wanted to see if this Legend had any embarrassing stories. No one heard Octavio's comment about poking the bear.

"Well, there was the one time in their father's house, not to mention the time you decided that you were in the mile high club, twice over at once,' Eliza grinned, not at all ashamed that she was ousting him on it. Ezra had to remember what time she was referring to. This made the grin fall on her face, "Wait, you did do it, right?"

"Oh I did, I'm just trying to remember how many times it happened," Ezra said. "Probably around six times, but three of them were on private flights."

"Who were they?" Eliza prompted, and Ezra wanted to slap the ever-loving shit outta his sister, but he agreed to it.

"My girlfriends, ex-girlfriends." Ezra's tone meant he was not going to be answering any questions about them. Still, the information was welcome. Renee barely knew anything except for what she learned about her past. Natalie's life story was a heart catcher. Every Legend had their fair share of embarrassing stories and such. This was no exception.

"How are you two so comfortable talking about this?" Loba asked, slightly weirded out now. Pathfinder was watching with a smile on his monitor, but he made no motion to ask questions.

"Well, consider the fact that I'm gay as fuck, and he's got room for two, we have different experiences," Eliza lazily pointed to herself and Ezra. The latter pointedly did not look at Renee or Natalie, whose hands were intertwined and squeezing with glee. Natalie was exhibiting more signs than Renee.

The older Steele shot the younger one a smug grin, to which he rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen. Since he believes there were still some leftovers from dinner. Within minutes, he came back with one more wrapped before throwing it to Eliza. Her eyes went wide and looked at him, "You made these again? Did you make the sauce™?"

"Course I did, I never made these without it, why are you surprised?"

"Because it was-"

"Another time," Ezra cut his sister off. "It may not have been Tuesday, but I was in the mood since no one will ask me to make something they want."

"Wait," Elliott said, "you're telling that you could have made ext-extra-ex… amazing pork chops and no one told me?"

Eliza giggled at that, "Yeah." She looked to Ezra, who had his thinking face on before he turned to her with a twinkle in his eyes, "No. Ezra, no."

"Oh yes, dear sister…"

"Okay, am I missing something here?" Renee asked, making this the first time she spoke since Eliza arrived. The inside joke was obvious to the siblings, but not to the Legends were ensnared by the two siblings. Ezra's opened up more today than all of his time here.

Both siblings nodding, one begrudgingly, "I pranked her one time with spicy pork chops, made it with the spiciest ingredient I could find. She didn't trust my cooking for five months straight, even though I assured her that I didn't do anything to it. She even watched me make them, in front of her eyes. I showed her the ingredients, and she still refused," Ezra said, laughing halfway through his explanation.

"Wait, you managed to prank her, but you haven't tried to prank us?" Gibraltar asked.

"If I tried to prank you," Ezra started while still laughing, "I'd more than likely kill you."

Eliza sniggered silently, as she knows that is sort of true. They all looked to Eliza who had a sinister smirk, which did not help his case, not that it was supposed to anyway. "So, what kind of hookups have gone on here? I wanna know the details and I traveled a long way for my baby brother, but I wanted details. I won't be leaving without them."

"What if we made you?" Elliott asked, and that was a mistake. Eliza smiled a cruel smile that made even the simulacrum who was eavesdropping pause.

Natalie curled into Renee, feeling the atmosphere shift. The Skirmisher looked to the newblood to see he remained unaffected, almost bored. "I know sixty-five ways to kill you with my hands, and twenty of them involve only one hand."

"Did you learn to fight from her?" Natalie asked.

Ezra snorted, "I learned what the floor was like. They and I go way back. Like, she spared no mercy for me."

"Then, at the front door?" Renee asked

"I've gotten better since then," Ezra said simply.

"The Games are tomorrow, Felagi Fighters, we should rest," Bloth said, seeing that the conversation had run its course.

The rest of the Legends left and Ezra quickly went to his room, Eliza followed. Once the door shut, Ezra's emotions were running high, and he turned towards his sister, "I hated that plan."

"However, I did notice the reactions of your squadmates, so you know that they are into you?"

"Into a broken man? Really appealing," Ezra said.

Whack!

Ezra's head moved a couple of inches, and he turned to glare at his sister, waiting for an explanation. "You. Are. Not. A. Broken. Man." Her finger pushed on his chest with each word. "You got out of there because you needed to, and I would have killed them had they not given us the slip. Those two are still the most wanted for us."

"Eliza, I've told you before, that I do not particularly care if I never date again, despite my present crushes," Ezra sighed, knowing the argument that was about to come.

"You don't know that? I saw their faces light up like they knew they had hope," Eliza leaned on him, pushing him to sit on his bed.

"I just don't want to be a disappointment…" he mumbled.

"You never were…"

The floor was getting really old. "Come on, Ezra! You gotta learn how to defend yourself."

Ezra groaned before sitting up, "I've told you, why would I need to defend myself if I never have to be here to deal with the consequences. I don't want a part in the family business."

"I'm still going to train you to defend yourself. Far as I care, you need this training, at the very least so you don't-"

"-end up as a disappointment."

Eliza leaned down to Ezra laying down on the mat, "You're not a disappointment, and I was going to say end up dead. I don't want my baby brother to die before me If I can avoid it. You're going to outlive me because I'll be damned to hell if you die. No one would be safe from the wrath of the Steele's. I would fucking make sure that whoever killed you would die and that would be the beginning of their suffering."

"Eloquently put, sis. Still, I wonder how many more secrets have been kept from me. I hope I regret the day I brought up our promise," Ezra said, standing back up and readying himself in a fighting stance. Eliza did the same.

That was how the siblings fell asleep, Eliza was messing with Ezra's short hair with a soft smile on her face. There have been times where she wanted nothing more than to visit him, but he fell off the grid when he disappeared. She wanted nothing more to know where her brother was, her only family left really… unless Ezra gets his ass up and asks out the two bombshells for squadmates.

So, Eliza gently laid Ezra down on the bed and exited the room. She was looking for them, she needed to give them the 'talk'. Thankfully, with directions from Ajay, she found the one room she needed. "Knock knock, you two." Eliza heard muffled voices on the other side of the door, and she waited patiently. Then again, she totally didn't have an entire speech planned for those that try to woe her baby brother. No, not at all. "Listen, you two, I don't care if you two are eating carpet and whatnot, but this is important and what I say to you is for your ears only. So, open this door before I blow its hinges off."

There on the other side of the door—once it was open—were Renee and Natalie, with tousled hair each, flushed cheeks, and blue eyes that were so similar were looking. "Can we help you, mon amie?"

"Dois-je expliquer ce qui se passe si vous blessez Ezra?" Eliza said, with a perfect accent and all.

Renee whistled, "When you want to get a point across, you always speak in French."

"Comes with the family, now answer, do I?" Eliza said, skipping the bullshit small talk, she was here on business, kinda.

Renee sighed, "No, you don't. I'm pretty the vibe I was getting from your Great Grandmother was plenty enough. I don't know how a person so old could have an aura so threatening."

Eliza grinned, her violet eye twinkling, showing off some extent of that aura, "Trade secret."

"The reason we haven't asked was that he still seems hesitant. Even if we have plans to ask him after the Games," Natalie said, wringing her fingers together, both flesh and prosthetic.

Eliza sighed, "Of course you do, and there is a reason why he never takes it off." Even a stupid person could figure out what she meant by 'it'. "However, that's not my story, for now, step inside. This needs privacy." Both women flushed, "Oh for fuck's sake, I'm not asking to join you, and even if you did I would decline since Ezra would want to if he got his head out of his ass." Eliza pushed both women into the room and shut the door, locking it.

"So, here's how this is going to go…"