"ATHENA! WHERE'S MY BRIEFCASE!" Andrew Lipsky yelled at his daughter as he rushed around the dining room table picking up files. He wasn't late but his daughter was almost late for school. Athena cam running in with his briefcase and he sighed in relief. "Thank you."

Athena gestured to the front door, her backpack already in hand, and an impatient look on her face. "Dad, I'm going to be late!" Drew snorted.

"Well that's what you get for staying up rewatching Friends for the millionth time," He said to her as he grabbed his stuff and lab coat. Keys and briefcase in hand, glasses skewers on his face, father and daughter ran out of the house.

"No," Sasha said. She felt her hands burn with the itching familiarity to blast someone's face with green fire. That, someone, was Secretary of State, General Go aka Dad. Next to General Clark Go were his eldest son, Henry, her brother. Sasha was glad Miles or Wesley wasn't here. They would not have taken their father and brother's side. They would have taken her side. Staring up at the three men in her family she did not budge. "She's in class. Mino is a student if you guys hadn't noticed and are pursuing a career out of the family business. She does not have time to play doll to your photo-op of your famous nuclear team, General."

"Sasha-" Henry said, puffing his chest and ready to defend the Team. His Team, not their team. It was always his team.

"Professor Go?" A student of hers said opening the door. "Oh!" The surprise was evident at seeing her office full of two men, one of them in military garb and the other in a red suit. The young woman looked embarrassed as she stumbled out an apology. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company, I could come back-"

"No, Maggie," Sasha quickly said. "No, they were just leaving."

Looking at the General and her brother, they left silently. Sasha slumped back in her chair but beckoned her student forward. After Maggie leaves, Sasha is off to teach. Halfway through her day she is called by her supervisor. They told her that Middelton High School wanted a Women's History Professor that could split time to teach classes to some of the High School students. Sasha cringed at the thought of teaching high schoolers. When the day was over she had agreed, mostly because it was good pay. Great, she was going back to high school. She walked back to her office after her class ended and saw by the door that Winona was waiting. Winona Go was her younger sister, the youngest of Clark and Danna Go, Winona had gone to the same school as where her elder sister worked. She was the person Sasha and her brothers and dad had argued about. Seeing Winona it brought the anger back to the discussion to the forefront of her mind. Out of all of her siblings, Sasha had always felt protective of Winona. She was the special child, she had been born a boy but at the age of ten had confided in Sasha that she wanted to be called Winona and that was the beginning of the end of Ian Go to be born into Winona Go. Seven years after transitioning, here was her little sister. Winona had her head down, face buried in a book. Walking up to her sister, she nudged Winona with her foot. Winona looked up with a grin.

"Hey," Winona said. She got up quickly and opened her office door letting them inside. Closing It quickly, Sasha went to her desk and collapsed on her chair. "So, I saw dad, and Henry came by. What for?"

Sasha groaned, rubbing her temples. "What do you think? They wanted you to be part of some stupid photo-op for POTUS and dad's posy. Wanted Team Go there to show us off. I told him I wasn't going and neither were you. You have a life outside of being a hero, we all do."

Winona gave her a sympathetic smile.

"I got an offer to teach a bit at Middleton High," Sasha said. Winona made a face. "Look it is a good offer and more money."

"Yeah but you have to teach high schoolers. They're assholes. All of them." Winona stated to her older sister. Sasha had to agree. High schoolers, not all of them but most of them were rude and yes, assholes. "You sure you can handle it?"

Sasha made a face and scoffed. Of course, she could handle it. She was trained ever since the comet landed on the five of them. High schoolers did not scare her, the rouges that she fought almost all her childhood did not scare her. Madame Marvel did not scare her. Winona did not look entirely convinced but Sasha dismissed it. "I've got this Mini. At least have a little faith in your older sister?"

Winona sighed and gave her a thumbs-up. Sasha realized that she would have to arrange for a new syllabus for her new class and internally groaned. Clicking on her mouse, her desktop screen came to life and Sasha dug around for the new curriculum's syllabus for her Women's and Gender Class. After two hours of moving stuff around in her syllabus on google docs and some incessant pestering from Winona about what books her high schoolers should read, ("Let them read this," or "Oh! Oh! You've got to have them read this, I found it when I was doing my paper last term!" Or "Maybe Miles has some legal documents you can borrow about that and add it. Women's studies and law do go a bit hand and hand as well as Gender. You of all people should know.') Finally, she printed at least fifty copies, apologized to the librarian who surely hated her guts for it, and with Winona, went home. It was a Friday and on Monday she would have to go to Middleton to begin prepping her new class and meet with the principal.

She and Winona shared a house that belonged to their paternal grandparents. Being part of the Go family, the founders of Go City had its perks. Her grandparents splurged on a house in Middleton way back in the mid-80s and it came in handy when Sasha got hired by Middleton College to be their Women's and Gender Studies professor. Miles and Sasha had gotten into the same law school around the same time. Sasha had graduated early at the age of 25 and Miles graduated at 26. By that time, Sasha had begun to teach at Middleton College. A year into her professor-hood now she was going back to teach high schoolers. She could have gone into the same job as Miles but she liked teaching, more so college. She already seen the horrors of the world first hand, being a criminal lawyer while it was interesting, she did not think it would bring her some passion. Miles seemed to have had a knack for it. Wesley, her youngest brother had gotten into college and ended up going to the FBI after college. Now Winona was the last of her siblings. She was in her Master's program for law which did not come as a surprise to Sasha. Winona had a passion and drive for law just as much as Miles. But Winona had more of a Political bug as well and Sasha had a feeling that by the time Henry wanted to run a third of the fourth time, he would be knocked down by their youngest sibling. And if that did not fill Sasha was glee then she did not know what else did-besides alcohol.

Then there was Henry. Perfect, Senator, Narcissistic Henry Ivan Go. He was the perfect little boy of their father. Both stubborn (as they all were) with a massive ego that could probably outshine the sun. Their mother seemed to turn a blind eye to her eldest son's narcissism but the four other Go siblings did not. They chaffed under Henry's leadership and Sasha had all but tested it multiple times as well as Miles. Sasha was number 2 after Henry having been born 10 minutes earlier than Miles. Even to this day, Sasha and Miles resented Henry for all that he had done in their childhood when they were Team Go, especially when it came to Wesley and Winona.

Their whole childhood and adolescence could be part of a twelve-part documentary called, The Fucked Up Life of Team Go!

Sasha and Winona got to the kitchen table putting their bags on the mahogany table. The house looked like a part library, mostly books that Winona or Sasha had. Some magazines that she picked up from a grocery run or comic books that Winona picked up. There were some vinyl records that were Sasha's from when she was thirteen. She had a small obsession with vinyl records and collected many from the 60s and onwards. Sasha went over to the record player plucked the Creedence Waters album and taking it out of the folder she placed it on the stand. The needle was put carefully on the vinyl and as it began to play Sasha could hear Winona calling her brothers for a family meeting. Sasha went back to the kitchen and started making dinner. An hour later, Winona finally got Miles on FaceTime with Wesley who Sasha could see was concentrating on his laptop. Sasha gave Winona a plate of pasta and waved at her brothers. "Sup nerds," She said in greeting. Miles snorted while Wesley said nothing, his eyes on his laptop to even regard the quip that his elder sister made.

"Got it!" Wesley said triumphantly. Sasha raised an eyebrow and Wesley explained. "Mine told us about Dad and Henry's visit. He gave me a call and he called Miles too. I just found out that it is for a photo-op with POTUS-"

"Which I already knew," Sasha pointed out giving her younger brother a 'Duh' look. Wesley rolled his eyes. "Why are you explaining this to us? Dad already gave us a command to go and we basically said fuck no."

"Speak for yourself," Miles said. "Henry was the one who spoke with me. So technically I said fuck no to our big brother, not dad."

"Alright," Winona said irritably. Her twin siblings were crass, a weird armor that they both mastered. They all had armor from being part of Team Go and as a family. Winona, Wesley, Sasha, and Miles all had walls as high as skyscrapers and impenetrable as Fort Knox. Winona blamed her father. "Let's get down to it. I call us for a meeting as to how to prevent either of us to be shown as Team Go once again."

"Let Hego show off," Miles grumbled and Sasha couldn't help but agree. Henry did have showmanship down to a T. He was the leader, the one that leads them in fights and in those stupid interviews. "We have a life outside of that."

"Let's just let this play out," Sasha said somewhat diplomatically. "Wesley will probably be the only one unlucky considering he's close to DC." She gave Wesley a sympathetic look. Wesley sighed.

"Yeah," He said. "Just Hego and Wego." He made a face, scrunched up with annoyance written all over his face.

"Good luck," Miles said to him. Wesley ended the call and Winona left to go take a shower. It was just the Go twins left staring at one another.

Sasha cleared her throat as Miles took a sip of his water. "When are you coming back?"

Miles had a wry smile. "Soon. The verdict comes in tomorrow and when It comes in guilty I'll be flying straight home. I'm taking a well-deserved vacay." He said stretching his arms high above his head."

"And if it's not guilty?" Sasha said making Miles scoff.

"It's guilty. She killed her kid, she deserves to rot," Miles said adamantly and harshly sounding like their father. Clark Go was a harsh man at times, made them military brats since the day they could walk and the kids had to make sure not to break under the pressures their parents threw at them. Miles sighed. She could see the toll this case was getting to him.

"Hey, once you get back let's do a marathon," She said with a grin. Miles's eyes lit up. Ever since they were ten, they have been slightly obsessed with The X-Files. Henry never got it but, oh did Sasha and Miles did. One Halloween saw then dressed as Toomes and Agent Dana Scully. It had been a tradition for them whenever they had a hard battle that after it, coming back home to lick their wounds and put their bones back into place that they would hog the basement tv and have an X-Files Marathon. They still had that tradition since Miles worked in Middleton and had helped pay the mortgage on the house with Sasha.

"Let's do it," Miles agreed. "After we could finish Game of Thrones or well, I will finish it." She blamed Winona for that and Wesley. They had gotten Sasha to watch Game of Thrones before the last season and she had been sorely disappointed in the ending. When she had rewatched the Purple Wedding once again and noticed that it was based on a book series, she bought them quickly. She hadn't realized how big they were until the packages arrived on her doorstep. She had finished the second book and now was making her way through the third book. The twins chatted some more about their life, Miles teasing his sister about her non-existent love life and Sasha riding him right back. They logged off at around ten.

"We'll be having an actual professor teach us!" Kim said. "I hope she isn't as bad as Mr. Barkin."

"I just hope she makes the class interesting," Athena said agreeing with her cousin/friend. Around them, Drew and Jim was in the middle of a look over of a project while Mrs. Possible lectured the twins about building another drone on the table.

"What was the professor's name again, girls?" Mrs. Possible asked after winning the drone battle and letting the twins go build it outside. "She's a Women's and Gender Studies professor-"

"And she's studied Law in California before moving back. She's in her late twenties, half Mexican, and is the daughter of General Clark Go. He's a very powerful man as well as his son Henry, I think his name is? He is the CEO of our partners."

"Go?" Jim looked up from the blueprints as well as Drew. "She's part of the Go family, Kimmy. Very rich, a powerful family from GO City."

"Don't forget destructive," Drew said with a snort. "They're all military brats, Jim. I've heard rumors about General Go and not pleasant ones."

Jim nodded in agreement. Now Kim and Athena were curious. "So they went to boot camp? That's why they're military brats?" Athena questioned. Drew shook his head.

"Sort of," Drew said. "Let's just say the Go family are very much an enigma, and a fascinating train wreck at best."

When Monday rolled around, Sasha was already putting up posters with her sister's help. Winona did not have class until 2, so she offered to help Sasha fix her class. Her classes were Monday's and Friday's, the last class of the day which did not mess with her schedule with Middleton College. It suited Sasha just fine.

She had ordered posters online and was grateful that some of them came in on Sunday. There was one in white with a grey tombstone. One it, it read RIP Gender Roles. Another one said All Of Us or None with the famous photo of Gloria Steinem and Angela Davis raising their fist. Another one said Boys Will Be Feminist with the word boy slashed over in red. Her hair was in a bun and she had placed her black leather jacket on her chair. The laptop was open and the music was playing softly as she waited for the sixth period to begin.

"Sasha," Winona's voice cut her concentration on nothing to go to her sister. "I need the keys." She tossed her car keys to Winona and said goodbye. "Good luck hermana! Don't burn anyone," Winona teased her sister and left. Sasha rolled her eyes.

The bell rang signaling fifth period ending and sixth-period beginning. It sent Sasha's stomach lurch. Her door was open, the poster of The Feminist Revolution Starts Here flapped a bit in the wind. Students started trickling in, one by one. Sasha regarded them silently but kept her eyes on her screen. She was grateful that she had managed to get the connection between the smartboard and her laptop as well as the projector which illuminated the board. A redhead ran in with two other students, another girl and a blonde boy rushing in and taking their seat as the bell rang. Just in time, Sasha thought. She paused the song and got up with the handful of syllabuses in her arms. She placed six on the front desk of each line of desks and told them to pass it down after getting one. After making sure everyone got a copy, she introduced herself.

"My name is Sasha Go, I am a professor of Women's and Gender Studies at Middleton College. You can call me Professor Go or Ms. Go. Whichever one is acceptable. This will be a college class so I expect the effort to be put into this class as I expect from my college students. If you follow the Syllabus it will show what we will be going over in the year alongside my normal class at the university." Sasha paused to let them look over the green colored paper syllabus. "In this class, we will be going over the philosophy of feminism as well as history and why feminism is important in the present and future. There will be some rather tough subjects in this class so I will need a signature from your parent or guardian allowing you to oversee these films or readings that I will be showing in class. Now, any questions?"

There were wisecracking jokes and some serious ones that Sasha somewhat answered. She laid down the rules for her classroom and gave her students an in-work assignment to do. The question on the board was: What Are Feminist Waves?

The kids looked at her and then at the question with such confusion that Sasha had to hold in a chuckle. This also sometimes stumped her college students until the second day when they found out what the Waves actually were. But since this was longer and it seemed the students were done, she jumped into a small lecture about each of the three Feminist Waves. She had them take notes on it as she began the first lecture on the First Wave.

By the end of her first class, Sasha could spot the pranksters, an HBIC in the form of one girl named Bonnie Rockwaller, and three heroic teens that she recognized from the news. Team Possible, oh the irony did not fall flat with Sasha. Said trio looked rather excited to be in her class. She packed her stuff and left as the bell rang ending the school day. When she went home, it was empty. Winona had a dorm in the university so Sasha usually was the only one at home.

"Sasha? That you?" Miles Go called out and Sasha ran down the hallway only to meet Miles at the doorframe leading down to the Room. The Room was a second base for Team Go that Henry had developed alongside Sasha and Miles. It was the only thing the three elder siblings agreed on. That if anything happened to the famous tower of theirs, this would be second base. Now, it was a forgotten relic of a time that Sasha wished turned out differently. Miles picked her up, elated to see her.

He spun her around once before putting her down. Out of all her siblings, she was the shortest. Winona was a few inches taller than her. Wesley was one inch shorter than Miles and Henry. While Henry and Miles were the same height. Although she was the shortest, it did bring its advantages whenever they sparred as she could land quicker blows. "Good to see you, Miles," She said brightly. His brown hair was short but ruffled as if he did not brush it when he woke up from his in-flight nap. He had a zig-zag line on the side of his head on his hair that the barber did. How he got away with that in court while prosecuting is beyond her.

They walked down to the Room. It was hidden behind a painting of The Nine Jackies by Andy Warhol. Her mother did not seem too like it but Sasha frankly did not care. To spite her, she got a hold of another two paintings online, one of the color pop of Marilyn Monroe by Andy Warhol and of a blond woman painted in a comic style with her in blue sunglasses. Painted on there was a speak bubble that had her saying "The future is so bright!" While in the glasses was a reflection of an atom bomb going off. She put the Nine Jackies in the living room as well as the Optimistic Girl painting, both framed. The frame opened wide like a cabinet door and Sasha pressed her hand on the blue screen. ACCESS GRANTED, said the screen and the wall unlocked to let the twins enter the Room.

The Room consisted of a round table with five chairs. Well, now there were only four chairs as Sasha burned Henry's blue chair out of anger when she was nineteen. After that year it had always been rocky between the twins and Henry. Wesley and Winona tried to be peacemakers between their Eder siblings, they still did but it seemed to effort could budge the three elder Go children to reconciliation. Sasha and Miles did not want to say sorry, they wanted Henry to say it. He was the one that had dragged Winona into battle. Sasha had socked Henry in the face for that, he had almost gotten their younger sister killed that day. After, they were never the same as Sasha tried to steer the Team in a new direction but was pushed down by Henry and their father. Miles had backed her up that day and forevermore since then. They were a team within a team as Miles put it once. They were each other's partners in life.

"I see the burn marks are still there," Miles said eyeing the tale-tell scorch marks that surrounded Henry's once blue chair. Now a pile of ashes and dark soot. Sasha nodded with a small smile. She turned to ask him something but saw a cloud hanging over his face. Something was off.

"Miles?"

He shifted his weight, ran his fingers through his short hair. His eyes looked tired but there was something in them- fear. What could Miles be fearing? Her thoughts instantly went to Winona and Wesley. Did something happen to them? No… She would have known something. Wesley had told her that she and Miles were on his emergency contact and Winona had copied Wesley with that as well. Both her younger siblings were in highly dangerous areas of jobs, Wesley in the FBI and Winona working as an assistant to rocket scientists. If anything had happened to her younger siblings, she would have been called by a hospital and be driving like a crazy person getting there.

No, something else had put the fear in her twin. Something much worse.

"Miles, what's going on? Was it the case? Did they come back not guilty?"

Miles shook his head. Words seemed to leave him, his mouth opening then closing with nothing but silence greeting her.

Finally, he spoke. "Henry called me a few minutes before you came home. Sasha… they found-he-" Miles was struggling to get the right words out. "Madame Marvel disappeared from the Asylum in GO City last night. Henry has reason to believe that some people worked on the inside to get her out. No alarms were triggered until recently, as in a few hours. Morons didn't know she slipped out and by now it's too late!"

Sasha's mind began to reel. Winona… Wesley! Panic started to bubble within her and she had to restrain herself from burning the floor.

"Do they have some sightings of her at least?" She asked her twin while she automatically reached for her phone. She unlocked it and started to type Winona's number. Miles saw her doing so and stopped her putting his hand over the screen.

"I already talked to Mino and Wesley. Wes is taking a flight back home, I'll be picking him up on Wednesday. Mino is staying in her dorm on campus but she still has that police radio. She says she'll be fine and doesn't want us to worry."

Too late, she thought. Too fucking late for that.

They agreed to go over the files they had accumulated over their villain tomorrow. For now, they left the Room and ghosts of kids too young to fight monsters behind the door and painting. The twins went to their rooms and came back out in Pajamas, headed straight to the living room to begin their X-Files marathon. While Miles had his attention on the episode, Sasha was utterly distracted.

Oh, my dear, the weakest link is not within you its one of you... you want to know which one? I'll let you in on a secret, a telekinetic and telepathic mind is a powerful one but it also the most fragile of their own kind... that little one, very powerful no doubt about it but oh, break her and all of you follow like dominos in a straight line. The weak link is her...

She shook the voice and the creeping feeling of hands-on her neck tightening around it. Just a ghost, a real one on the run, and plotting something against her and her siblings. Team Go would no doubt be brought in to handle this mess, and it would be all hands on deck for the five siblings. A rather dumpster fire of a family reunion.

The times are changing and we're changing with them, she thought rather ominously.

NOTES: Okay, here's the sitch! I'm basically using mostly the Live-Action with some Cartoon KP canon in this.

Team Go Face claims as followed-

Gabriel Luna as Hego aka Henry Go

David Castaneda as Mego aka Miles Go

Tyler Posey as Wego aka Wesley Go

Sofia Carson as Wego aka Winona Go

I hope you guys enjoy it!