Okay, so I know it's been FOREVER since I last updated. I just recently decided to reread some of my stories and I have just recently realized that I FUCKED UP in this story.

I kept saying "SHIT!" every time I came across the name "Alex".

My explanation is that when I was typing this, I was having a huge debate with myself whether or not to use the name Alex or my brother's real name, Zachary. Apparently, I used both without knowing it.

So, to make it perfectly clear, "Alex" in the first chapter was actually meant to be "Zachary". Just kinda screwed up there. Won't happen again. I hope.

Also, I just found out that Lauren is not Hawaiian, but actually of Korean descent.

Mr. Ridgeway (In this story) teaches world history to the younger classes and Maine history to the Seniors.

I may post on my profile Zach's (story)school schedule and mine too.

In real life, Zach is actually 2 years of school ahead of me, which makes me not really a senior, but going in to my Freshman year. So, in real life, I'm going into 9th grade while my brother is going into 11th. Just makin' this stuff clear if some things confuse you.

PLEASE message me if you have any more questions! :)


You Have Someone Very Important Waiting For You Two.

Walking down the two flights of stairs with her brother Zachary proved to be very…interesting. Whenever one was climbing down faster than the other, the one higher up would kick the other's bag, thus having them stop and wait for the other. This so happened to be every 2 seconds it seemed.

Coming to the bottom of the steps and onto the main floor, they took a sharp right and walked down the "Greeting Hall", where visitors would come in through the front doors and take a right to go to the office. However, the twins had to take a far left to go to the office, since they were facing the main doors.

Walking into the office, they came up to a large wooden desk, which stretched almost all the way across the medium sized room. The last of the room was taken up by another door which led deeper into the office complex. The door was off to the left, and also led the way to get behind the desk, which sat a few office secretaries.

"Hello you two!" Mrs. Caroline cheered out to the siblings. She was paunchy, like Lauren, but with slightly paler skin, blue eyes, and blonde hair.

"Hellooooo!" Avril called back, intent on out-cheering the older woman. This was a game that was regularly played whenever Avril was sent to the office for one ungodly reason or another (Her most infamous one was that she was making shadow puppets on the over-head projection while a visitor was in the back of the classroom, so she didn't know he was there. She doesn't regret a thing.).

"You two just go through that door," Mrs. Caroline pointed a Perky Pink fingernail at the door to the left, "there's someone waiting for you."

Zachary and Avril looked to each other, shrugged their shoulders, and walked through the door. Just as they were about to open the door to the Principal's office straight in front of them, Mrs. Caroline called back, "Oh, and thank you, Avril, for actually listening to me. For once."

"Twice, thank you very much. And you're welcome." Avril retorted back playfully. Zachary rolled his eyes, pushed open the heavy wooden door to the office, and held it open for his sister to walk in, earning a "Thank You" from her. Once she passed into the room, he walked in and let the door shut behind him.

(NOTE! I have never been in the Principal's office before, so I'm just guessing what my principal's office looks like. Everything else is actually based off what my school's interior actually looks like.)

The room was sparsely decorated. Light red carpet lay underneath their feet, beige walls stared at them. A large, dark, wooden desk stood about halfway across the room from them. It was a wrap around kind of desk, where the side of the desk was pushed up against the wall with cabinets above it and a large space below the cabinets for the computer and other items. Then, a longer bit was in front, meant for laying your arms or documents on during small meetings. Obviously fake plants stood at either corner of the wall that the door was on. Three stationary chairs stood in front of the desk, while a rolling chair sat behind it. Then there were the people.

The first one noticed was the military man behind the desk in the rolling chair. He wore a navy blue suit, with many medals pinned to the left of his chest and had graying hair, but black beady eyes, a grin lightly danced across his features. To his right, leaning against the wall, was a man that looked of Asian descent. He wore a black suit and had a gun strapped to his side. He too had black eyes. Avril did not like this so far.

However, there was one person she did not see that Zachary did. A young man with light brown hair and brown eyes leaned against the wall the door was on, with a red sleeveless shirt on and dark green cargo pants. Swords strapped to his back. Zachary only noticed him when he looked to his right to inspect the room.

The two stood side by side, Avril on the left and Zachary on the right. The military man then spoke.

"Please, take a seat, you two." The twins once again looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders in unison. They walked forward and took their seats, once again Avril being in the far left chair and Zachary being in the middle.

"My name is Colonel Major William Stryker. I maintain a special group of people with special privileges. I know what you two can do. You can do amazing things. So much energy, so much power, so much…potential." Obviously this man knew what to say and when to say it and who to say it. Avril was impressed.

However, Zachary was not. As a matter of fact, he was quite angry. "You know, I don't remember when the military got into the business of looking into people's personal lives." He spat out.

"Zachary!" Avril hissed at him, furious with him because of his temper. "Let him talk."

"Thank you. It would be a great honor for me to get you into my program. I know how you feel about being around humans," He looked to Avril. "You're scared you might hurt your dearest friends because of your abilities and how you don't have much control over them." He looked to Zachary. "And you're angry at having to be this way because you can't do any major sports because of the blood tests. They'll find out you're…different. They'll consider it cheating. They'll disqualify you." He looked to the two again, looking directly in their eyes. "I can help you. I can offer you a home where you're not alone. I can help train you keep control over your…gifts. You can learn to keep control there. You can serve your country. You can do amazing things."

Avril sighed deeply, moved by the speech. She looked to the ground at her feet, thinking.

Zachary did not have too different of a reaction. He put his elbow on his knee and rested his chin in his palm, like his sister, he began thinking.

The red-shirted man then spoke. "It's pretty fun there, actually. It's a military base and all, but it's pretty fun there. We like to gamble."

Avril's head shot up and to her right, leaning forward slightly to get a look at the speaker, a questioning look on her face. She then smiled, chuckling lightly. "Where did you come from?"

"My mom!" "What a coincidence! Zachary and I both came from ours!" "Wow! That's amazing!" "I know! Thanks! I'm Avril." She grinned like an imp and stuck out her hand for the young man sitting to her far right. He took it and shook it. "I'm Wade. Nice to meet ya!" "Nice to meet you too!"

The Asian man spoke. "Shut up, Wade." Zachary chuckled.

"So," Stryker spoke again, with authority evident in his voice. "Have you come to a conclusion?"

Zachary looked to his sister, who looked to him, her head slightly cocked to her left shoulder. She smiled a little smile. This meant yes for her. He nodded his head. They came to a conclusion.

"Sir," Zachary looked to the Colonel. "We agree to your program."

"Welcome aboard." Stryker shook Avril and Zachary's hands. He was successful.

"Woo! I've got a new friend!" Wade shot up out of his seat and gave Avril a hug from behind her, while she was getting up.

Of course, she laughed. Zachary just shook his head along with the Asian man. Stryker just smiled.