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"Glad you all could make it!" Okath chirped, grinning eerily at his guests. The five boys from the group were currently gathered in his room at the moment, having been called there earlier that evening by the ice elemental himself. Erick had brought his laptop as usual, and Benjamin had managed to find a corner to sit in by himself. Okath, Enrique, and Taru were sitting next to each other on Okath's bed, the latter two with curious expressions on their faces. Erick paused in his typing for a moment and glanced up. "Why are we here again?" he questioned, an eyebrow raised. He adjusted his glasses into a more comfortable position on his nose

It was odd, Okath noted, how Manager – like most everyone else, he had chosen a nickname for her other than Mentor – had staggered the assassinations. It made sense in some ways – it was easier to have her pick each elemental up one at a time. However, for the elementals who had the misfortune of striking towards the end, it would make the missions harder. With the assassinations already well known, the security would be increased around those world leaders. It would have been easier, overall, to strike at once. Plus, for a couple of days, he was completely alone in the isolated mansion Manager seemed to own. His mission had

The compartment reserved for emergency parachutes in a private jet was surprisingly easy to sneak into, once the parachutes had been disposed of. It was also the perfect hiding place, assuming one could handle hiding in cramped spaces for long periods of time. No one apparently came by to check the compartment between flights, it was out of the way of the main cabin, and was left unlocked when the jet was sitting in its private hangar. Unfortunately, it was rather uncomfortable. She could only hope the plane would take off soon. Meredith Tullman considered herself a rather lucky human being. She’d gotten to travel the world, and had g

Most people saw returning home as a good thing. Of course, there were the various issues with family, which could make a trip home more of a chore than a vacation. Other people also had traumatic experiences where they came from, and it was much better for mental health if they stayed away. Keiko didn’t fall into either of these categories. She had a decent relationship with her parents. They weren’t open with each other, but there also was no expectation to be. She knew they had their secrets, they knew she had hers. No one tried to pry. She tried to get on in life without their help, but she still saw their house as a safety net

Blending in with the crowd had never been entirely hard for Alena. Of course, she wasn’t necessarily average-looking – she was extraordinarily pale, for one thing. Part of it was simply her natural complexion – she’d inherited blonde hair from her father, and their entire family had pale skin. Part of it was also due to the fact that she seemed to always keep light on herself. She wasn’t sure when it had happened – possibly during the six years she couldn’t remember. But it was also her manipulation of light that helped her out. It was a simple matter to bend the light waves in such a way that, instead of l