"Brass, turn that up". Brass turned up the music in the SUV, Linkin park don't stay started blared out of the speakers. Storm closed his eyes, leant back on the soft leather seat and listened to the rock vibrating through his body. After a long day the sounds of his favourite band were just what he needed.

"CATCH" brass leant over the back of the seat and mock threw a soda at Storm. Popping the top storm smirked at brass who was happily chuckling at his stupid joke. Of course he would of caught it, it was at that moment they ran a pot hole and soda sprayed all over the new species male.

Brass and Trey couldn't contain their laughter, Trey was looking in the rear view mirror with crease lines around his eyes and Brass laughing with gusto as he was now covered in sticky liquid, "fuck, can you watch where you drive", he said, feigning a smirk he removed his top and wiped his face. He threw the soiled clothing in the foot well and leant back against the seat. He lowered his window and felt the cool air running across his tired body, closing his eyes and listened as easier to run came on and took a deep breathe.

The day had been hard; Storm worked in the NSO and had been asked to work with the task team. He liked that he was able to leave the safety of the walls and see what went on outside, all his life humans has been a cruel reality and each day he had to endure pain and torture at their hands.

Now he saw glimpses of human life outside of a lab, he could actually see the humanity in life, parents playing with their children in playgrounds, elderly sitting on park benches reminiscing about the good times, groups of teenagers discussing the latest trends. It was interesting seeing humans this way; he could even see they were capable of love, kindness, trust, honesty and not being total arseholes.

Sure he knew he could trust the humans that had freed them and the task team. Trey and the guys had really grown on him; he had always had an easy sense of humour and not been one to take things too seriously. He had fit right in with the guys joking, pranks and also getting serious when the time called for it. He felt good knowing he was helping free his fellow new species and protecting them against the humans that were "arseholes".

With the day turning to dusk and the slither of sun left they turned on the headlights, and continued to drive down the small two lane road on their way to reservation. In the distant they saw a car with the hood up and door open. No one should be on this road without a reason which got all their backs up.

"Slow down Trey" said Brass. Trey turned down the music and started to slow, "check your weapons" brass said to the males. The all checked their weapons and dimmed their lights.

Vini examined the engine; she had not so much as looked at an engine before let alone know what to do with it. It didn't seem to have anything wrong with it, apart from the fact the piece of shit car wouldn't start. "What the hell do I do" she said. She sighed wishing she had listened to her dad when he had tried to at least show her the car basics.

She was too interested in just getting the car, getting her friends and having fun. Thinking her dad would just be able to help if there was any trouble. She couldn't even call her dad to get an idea of what was wrong with it and it would cost a fortune to call home. Crickets were chirping all around her and it was getting colder. She stood up from being bent over the engine and stretched her back out. Taking her hair down and refastening her top knot and wiping her hands on her yoga pants.

She had no choice but to wait until someone came along and helped her, during all the time she had been here she hadn't seen a soul. Grabbing her Marlboros and lighting one she took a drag and leant against the passenger door. Howls started in the distance making her jerk in surprise and a chill ran through her body, making goose bumps rise on her arms and down her back. She suddenly felt afraid and a memory of the last time she was afraid surfaced and she closed her eyes until the sick feeling passed.

Three years earlier, Bristol, England.

"I can hear you one minute", I ran down the stairs and across the living room towards the phone mentally reminding myself to buy another phone for upstairs. "Hello is that Mrs Lavinia Cross?" said a firm voice, "Yes this is she" instantly bothered at the tone of the speaker. "This is DC Sheppard of Avon and Somerset police. I need you to come to the station immediately please, I have two officers on their way to escort you".

What the hell? "I'm sorry I don't quite understand, what's going on? Why do I need to come to the station?" I start going through anything I could have done to warrant this situation. I have never been in trouble with the police before. Suddenly a wave of nausea hit me "oh my god is it Sam? Pete?" I said.

"l'll be able to give more information once you get here Mrs Cross" DC Sheppard said. Just then my door bell rang and I pressed the button to disconnect the line. I practically ran to the door and opened it, two grim faced officers stood before me with their custodial hats held in front of them. Their sober faces and demeanour made my knees go weak and my breathe hitch. "What the fuck is going on?" I whispered.

"I'm so sorry Mrs Cross, there has been an incident involving your son Sam Cross" said the woman officer with tears in her eyes. My heart started racing and my hands are sweaty. "What do you mean an incident? Is he ok? Where is he?" I could barely get the words out from the lump forming in my throat.

Vini could hear a car engine in the distance and snapped out of it. She could hear music playing and hoped it wasn't a car full of teenagers and could actually be someone who could help her. She stubbed out her cigarette and rounded the car, walking towards the road. Suddenly the music stopped and the car lights went out "what?" she said confused of the reaction of the car. She inched around the front and could make out it was a big car, of some sorts and the windows were tinted so she couldn't see inside. Her heart rate picked up again and she changed her mind, she hoped this definitely was a car full of loud teenagers.

She had a feeling that the evening wasn't going to go very smoothly.

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