So something I forgot to mention earlier (that's totally obvious now) is that PeggsterLover's character gets Benji in this fic while mine gets Brandt. :) For obvious reasons. This chapter is a bit shorter and I hope you don't mind. I was working on another idea at the same time as this so please enjoy!

The competition was taking place in Seattle, at the Quincy Jones Performance Center at Garfield High School. It was to take place in segments until they got down to the last five bands, who would then perform for thousands at CenturyLink Field in what was basically a battle of the bands.

"We're not, like, too… old for this, are we?" Benji questioned as they flew on the private IMF jet to Seattle the day before the introduction session.

"The competition is meant for anyone ages twenty one to forty five. You guys will be fine, you're right in the middle of the age limits." Jane reassured, working on her laptop with fake reading glasses on her nose to complete her "band agent" look.

Ethan was attempting to finish dressing up in his attire as their "manager", but couldn't seem to manage to properly cinch his tie up. Sheri rolled her eyes and got up from her seat, approaching him. She took hold of the tie and undid his (rather sloppy) work.

"Sit still and let me do this." She sighed, working to redo his tie.

The older of the two felt undermined by his sister by the way she was treating him, but stayed still nonetheless. In the back of his mind, he questioned how she knew how to tie a tie, but decided not to ask for risk of just angering her more. Ever since she had been in college and he had begun working for the IMF, he had been constantly asked her to stay on her guard in case anyone came after her because of him and eventually had just begun to ask her to join the IMF with him so he could keep an eye on her. She kept denying the offer and soon became very infuriated every time he brought up the subject. They became very estranged after that. It wasn't until it was too late that she finally gave in to his request. The event that transpired, however, he knew she blamed him for. And though Ethan would never admit it, as much as their relationship was strained now, his little sister still meant the world to him.

"There. Done." Sheri finished, patting her brother's shoulder without a care and turning to walk away.

He wondered if he should talk to her about it, try to straighten things out before the mission really took place, but Brandt taking a seat beside Sheri and sharing a secret smile with her immediately switched his brain to defensive brother mode instead.

"Hey, I just thought of something!" Addie pointed out, sitting across the two with Benji.

"What's that?" Brandt asked curiously.

"We need a band name!"

"Oh duh." Sheri facepalmed. "Can't believe we let ourselves forget about that."

"Any ideas?" Benji looked to Adelaide beside him.

"Hm, well I had one in mind but I don't want to sound silly…"

"Go ahead and tell us!" Brandt insisted. "Any idea you've got is a start at least."

"Well, I was thinking maybe we could be… The Impossibles?"

There was a moment of silence as they pondered the name.

"I like it." Benji said finally. "The Impossibles!" He said in a voice like that of what you might hear in a movie trailer.

Sheri snickered at his reaction. "I do too. The Impossibles. Makes us sound like warriors or something."

"Warriors? You have WAY too active of an imagination, Sheri." Brandt chuckled, nudging her.

"Hey, dreams of madness make the world go 'round, William dear." She smirked and he couldn't help but smile back. There was something about her overall attitude that just made him grin.

Brandt glanced up behind her and caught Ethan glaring at him from the doorway. His face paled and he could feel his blood pressure go down from how much colder his glare was making the room. Great. Now Ethan was ready to kill him if he got anywhere NEAR Sheri. Just what he needed.

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Addie couldn't help being nervous for this mission. She hadn't been on stage since she was in high school and the end of those days wasn't exactly a pretty one. The impact of the argument at the end had convinced her to stay away from the spotlight ever again. It was dangerous.

"Addie? You all right?" Benji laid a hand on her arm.

She jumped slightly at the contact and the technician pulled away, realizing the odd impulse he had given into. "I'm fine Benji. I swear." She smiled, pleased that she was doing this with him and the others at least.

Her only wish was that it didn't somehow tear them apart in the end.

As you can see, I added a little bit more about the past, but left it vague for my own reasons. ;D Hope it wasn't too short and hope you find their band name fitting!

Love you all! xoxo