A New Age, A New Team
Chapter 52: Questioned Answered

The soft living room light spilled into the dark hallway and cast the only light in the entire mansion. There was no noise to be heard in the entire place as everyone was asleep peacefully. The news of the recoveries had spread through the school like wildfire and created a new sense of hope for everyone. People slept better, and the strange cloud over the school seem to lift.

Hecate was laying on the couch asleep in the living room with her large book sitting on the floor by the couch. She had stayed up all night reading on ancient Greek civilizations, which she did quite often. She had always been fascinated with Greek civilization to the point where it came a ritual to calm her down at night. Most nights she would spend reading in her bedroom, but tonight she had decided to read in the living room.

The light near the couch clicked off as a shadowy figure stood in the darkness staring down at Hecate in silence. The moonlight played off of her platinum blonde hair that lay spread across the side of the couch. She softly shivered in her sleep as she rolled over so that she was facing away from the inside of the couch and towards the fireplace. The shadowy figure took a deep breath in as though if they breathed, she would wake up.

Hecate quietly settled on the couch and went back to quietly breathing, which let the figure know that they hadn't given themselves away. She looked so peaceful in the moonlight and while she was dreaming; the usually angry and secluded mutant was calm. However, he had never seen any other side of her except her peaceful side. No one had ever shown him the unselfish kindness that she had sacrificed for him.

Arcane quietly grabbed the warm blanket from off the back of the couch and quietly spread it over Hecate's shivering body. The blanket fell around her body softly until Arcane got to her shoulders, where he carefully let the cover slip from his fingertips onto her shoulders as he turned to walk away.

Hecate's dark blue eyes shot open as she felt the blanket touch her shoulders, and her hand shot out from underneath the blanket. She grabbed the stranger's wrist and held on tightly as her dark blue eyes stared in the back of the man's head. Her eyes softened when Arcane turned around and she saw her reflection in his dark sunglasses. They stared at one another in an eerie silence as though trying to see if the other was truly friendly.

Hecate didn't move from where she was laying on the couch, nor did her hand move from around Arcan'e wrist. He quietly stepped back towards her and stood in front of her, while he stared down at her. His dark green eyes followed the reflection of the moon's light off of her hair as she sat up on the couch and wrapped the blanket around her.

"I thought you were dead," Hecate finally spoke as she slipped her hand from around his wrist to rest in her lap quietly.

"It wasn't my time," Arcane said calmly, "I still have one question left."

Hecate quietly stared at her illuminating reflection in his sunglasses; for the first time in her life she saw herself as beautiful. The silence between the two of them was oddly comforting to each of them as they stared at one another. Arcane let out a soft sigh before slowly bending down and softly kissing her lips. Hecate's dark blue eyes opened in shock as she stared into her beautifully distorted reflection in his sunglasses. He quietly pulled away and whispered, "What is your name?"

Hecate stared in his glasses for a minute before quietly removing them. His eyes were closed at first, but once the glasses were completely removed he slowly opened them to reveal his dark green eyes the pierced through the darkness of Hecate's eyes.

"My name is Hecate."

Linx quietly opened the door and slipped passed into the dark bedroom in silence. She walked over to the bed and carefully sat down, "Time to wake up now," she whispered as she stared down at Hiro, who was laying in bed asleep.

Hiro slowly blinked his eyes opened and looked up at Linx and gasped, "But-But-You're dead." He said in disbelief as he sat up.

Linx smirked, "You can't kill death."

His dark brown eyes stared at her for a minute and took in everything. Her hair was longer and she looked all around older; she had been through more. He looked down at her hand and noticed a black marking on the bone of her wrist peeking through her sleeves. He quietly took her hand and pushed up the sleeve to see a black circle around her bone. "What happened?"

"I needed to heal," she quietly said as she looked down at the marking. "I was infected."

Hiro quietly sat up in his bed, "You were infected?" He paused for a minute, "with the virus?"

"Yes," she softly smiled.

He stared down at the marking once again, "You're alright now though?"

"Yes," she sighed. "However, I'm hearing to take you back to the Dead Realm with me."

"What?" Hiro gasped.

"You have questions to answer, and questions yourself," she quietly said as she turned her hand so that her palm was facing up.

Hiro stared down at her hand for a minute and then slipped his into hers, "Alright."

A flash of white light blinded them and shortly was followed by a blood-chilling scream. Hiro opened his eyes to the grey and black tones of the Dead Realm that he had once been to months ago. His brown eyes slowly looked around, while Linx quietly walked ahead of him in her black robes with her large hood pulled over her head.

"You have a lot of questions that need answers…" She quietly said, which drew Hiro's attention back towards her.

"What do you mean?"

Linx stopped a few feet in front of Grimm and turned around to face Hiro, "They're not my questions. My questions can be answered back at the mansion," she paused, "The answers are with her."

Hiro's eyes looked passed Linx at the little girl who was dressed in her usually small puffy black dress with a white apron over it. With her. He thought quietly before looking back at Linx. "What question is she answering?"

"I have other matters I need to attend to," she walked passed Hiro, "you may ask her your questions." She quietly walked towards a small boy who was shuffling his feet in the dark burnt ash of the ground with his head down. Linx stopped short of the soul that was hopelessly walking through the darkness of the Dead Realm, and looked back at Hiro, who was staring at Grimm.

"Are you ready for your answers?" Grimm asked cheerfully.

Hiro quietly walked towards her and crouched down before the small girl. She had a soft smile on her face, which was the only other sign of life beside him and Linx. Grimm was a strange person to Hiro, which terrified him. No one understood the point of Grimm, and the idea of her being the younger version of Linx was something hard for everyone to wrap their minds around.

His dark brown eyes stared into the two different colored hazel eyes, that were similar to Linx's but were less worn. "What questions are you supposedly answering?"

Grimm gave a calmly smile as she spoke, "Your mother says 'hello' Hiro…"

Linx turned her attention away from Hiro and walked so that she was in front of the small boy. She stood there quietly as she stared down at the boy in silence, "You weren't supposed to die," she whispered as the little boy raised his head up to the sky an let out a loud scream that echoed throughout the land. His eyes weren't like everyone else's: his eyes were completely black.

"You've caused a lot of problems for people," she sighed as the boy lowered his head once again, "But you were innocent." She twirled her staff and hovered it above his shoulder; debating whether to transfer his soul to Limbo. "You were to change everything…" She softly tapped his shoulder.

As soon as her staff moved from his shoulder, his pasty gray-colored skin turned to a white cream color, but his eyes didn't change. He fell to his knees and stared up at Linx in disbelief. "You have chosen me?"

"Yes," she sighed as she stared down at him. "For now, but you are no longer the key."

The pale boy with completely black eyes nodded a couple of times as he stayed on his knees in the ash. "I know," he whispered.

Linx quietly bent down to his level and placed both her warm hands on either sides of his cheeks. "One day you will live again Ghost." She whispered as her two different colored hazel eyes stared into the abyss of his completely black eyes. She slowly leaned forward and kissed his now warm forward.

"Thank you," he whispered as his body transformed into what looked like dust and was whisked up into sky.

Linx stared up into the sky as she stayed crouched down on the ground, before slowly standing up as she continued to stare. She let out a small sigh and then turned her attention back towards Hiro and Grimm. She quietly walked towards them with a strange weight that had been lifted from her shoulders.

When she was a few feet away from Hiro and Grimm she heard them laughing, while Hiro was sitting in front of Grimm with his legs crossed. They both looked content and no longer had the strange tension between the two of them. She quietly walked and stood behind Hiro as she looked at Grimm, who had a huge smile across her small face.

"Is everything answered?"

Grimm nodded, "Yup."

"Good," Linx nodded before looking down at Hiro, "we must go than."

Hiro turned around and looked at Linx before slowly standing up to stand in front of her. "Do you have to go now?" Grimm whined.

Linx's two different colored hazel eyes stared into Hiro's dark brown eyes for a minute and then she spoke, "Yes," she smirked to Hiro and then leaned to the side to look at Grimm. "I'll see you soon my dear."

Grimm pouted for a minute and then sighed, "Fine."

Linx stood tall in front of Hiro and sighed, "Ready?"

"Now I am," he sighed in content before holding his hand out to Linx for her to take it.

"I assumed," She smirked as she wrapped her fingers around his large hands. A soft feeling of warmth filled both their bodies as their eyes locked on one another. They both slowly began to glow a burning red and starting from their feet they transformed into floating bubbles that moved towards the sky. Linx quietly closed her eyes as she embraced the feeling washing over her body, and a flash of white light filled their eyes.