Note(s): to the few that have bothered with this story. And Kaleidoscope's successor, thank you. And definitely hadn't intended for it to be so long. Usually, I try to keep my stories and chapters to a certain length. Yet, ideas keeping popping up. And for the time being, don't know when (what chapter) or how it is going to end.

And tried even harder to make Remy's speech more prominent, so is going to have a lot of hyphens. Much more than when tried to dictate the children speaking. But if sound out again, it shouldn't be hard to figure out as well. And some of the younger generation won't be mentioned, since I can't stand/don't see a point in some of them being brought up.

And should be here on out, if Rachel does make an appearance will more than likely just be memories now. And not her returning (physically) unless a situation calls for it. But even then, it won't be permanent. And mainly her reaching out telepathically. And will be another chapter focusing on the younger generation not long after The Phoenix gives them to their parents.

And they are placed under Rachel's care. And while some won't be hard to figure out (if know your comics), the aliases shouldn't be hard to figure out. And some are more obvious than others. And of course, one of the tweaks that remains from Kaleidoscope is Rachel's relationship with Pietro. Yes, know that technically the time frame here, he was still married to Crystal in the comics. And will go over more of how they do become friendlier here.


Helping them finish up with their homework, "Katie, Julie, Franklin, Valeria, Jack and Alex, your parents will be here soon. "Rachel, what about my parents?!" "Who knows, if Susan and Reed are coming, Johnny, Lyja and Ben, may as well?! Susan." "Rachel." "Torus is asking about them. So maybe, if you show up, you could bring them. Or will The Powers be picking all of them up?!" "We are in the midst of things. But we'll see what we can do."

The thunder, lighting and rain start pelting the house. The younger children rush into the room. "Goodness. What's wrong?!" "We're scared, Rachel." "It's just a storm." "That maybe, Jack. But that doesn't mean it can't be any less scary." "Yeah right." "Yes. Weather like this can cause damage. Whether someone is stranded in their car or not, or by some other mean. I know how about I tell some stories." All the children gather around, sitting in a circle.


Barely evading his pursuer, Robert Lord manages to jump the fence in front of him. Not bothering to look back, he continues on his way. His prize secure in his jacket pocket. 'Nice, you did 't' again. Now to give this to Bella. She always appreciates when I bring presents back and present them to her. She is the only one who doesn't seem to care that I am a member of the Thieves.'


Moving to allow him to take over, "Anna Raven. Have you found anything?!" "No. Not since the last time you asked, Slym. And what is so special about this Robert Lord anyway?" "He is able to get out of tight spots. And that is something we definitely need. The Thieves' might be the biggest obstacle. Gene Luke wouldn't just let his son abandon their clan. Then there is also The Assassin's to consider."

"Anie Scarlet, how do you know all this?" "Easy, Anna. I take my research seriously when we are hoping to recruit new members." "So, how are we going to convince them." "Easy, Robert is like most men, attracted and captivated by a pretty face. And he happens to be love a good game of chance. I would recommend Anna. However, given her power, it is better you stay here. And I will go."

"Don't you think that is presumptuous?!" "Not really, I would suggest Grey Summers. But then my dear brother might try to kill me." Turning to Slym, who stays silent. "And I am not dumb enough to offer my sister-in-law on a platter. "So how can you be guaranteed, he will fall for your act?!" "I can flirt as well as him." "But there is also the issue of your own spouse?" "Oh, Django is just going to have to get over it. Besides, he knows I would never cheat on him. Even if he isn't always the best; and has a massive stick up his ass almost all the time.

And yes, I know you, Xander, Gabe and Mani, aren't big fans of him, Slym. But hey, at least, Grey can relate, big brother. She did marry and give you children after all." "Hardy- har. Very funny." The others smile as Anie simply shrugs her shoulder. Focusing her appearance, it changes. The dress reaching her mid-thigh. The Romanesque high heel straps stopping half way up her shins.

Letting her hair cover part of her face, just as Django Davis, Harris Issacs, Jacob Olsen, Garret Whitman, Doug Spencer, Charles Maxwell, and Indigo Gainsborough walk into the cockpit. "Damn, Anie, check you out. You are looking hot, when are you going to give me a chance?!" Laughing, "you wish. And while that is quite a nice wish, keep dreaming, Doug." She stops in front of Django.

His sisters, Anya Wendell and Sally Daniels stand behind him. Placing a quick kiss, on his lips. "I shouldn't be long, love. Make sure Magda and Xavier finish their homework and do their chores before bed. And they are not to have any shenanigans with William Jefferies and Shepard Magnus. If Mr. Lord is as predictable as his dossier indicates, trapping him shouldn't be hard; nor should it take very long."


Taking a seat, she maintains a cool demeanor. Avoiding staring at Robert, Gene, Bella Donna and Damon Silver. The cards are laid out in front of them. Putting an appropriate bet down as she takes the cards in her hands. "With Bella, Gene and Damon here, it will definitely make things a bit harder. But not impossible, so don't expect my immediate return after all."

Signaling a cocktail server, she orders a drink which is promptly placed before her. "Thank you." Never moving her gaze from Robert. "I fo'd'. I ha'v' f'ou'd' som't'in' m'r' inter'st'g." Gene looks on with disapproval. While Bella glares at her and Damon could clearly care less, she crosses her legs giving a better view, which the thief doesn't pass up. Winking at him, "oh I bet you have?! In fact, how about we take this somewhere more private?!"

Placing his arm against the wall next to her, he begins to lean. Bringing her hand up, she places it on his lapel, bringing his face inches from her. "U'slly I do th' cha'sn', my belle. B't I m'st say t'hs is a n'c' c'ge' of p'c'. "Here is the deal, Remy LeBeau. Or if you really prefer Robert Lord, we can stick with that?!" "N'w I am int'g'd, my belle?! How do you know my birth name?" "I have my way. But as to why I am here, well, I have chosen to represent the team that wishes to recruit you."

"A'd' w't is th' n'm' of t'hs g'rp?!" "We don't have one per se. However, we do what we can to help those who need it desperately and are like us." "You m'n l'k R'bn H'd?" "Something like that, yes." "B't' w'y w'ld you n'd a th'e'v'?!" "Why not, your reputation says you are one of the best. And we could definitely use someone with your expertise. What do you say?" "I 'm w'lg to p'ly t'h g'm'b'. E'sply if t'h w'm'n ar' as b'u'tfl as you." "Careful, there, charmer. Not only is there a line before you of admirers, my husband won't take kindly to your flirting. Nor will my overprotective brothers."