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Triggers: Kidnapping, trauma, teen pregnancy, panic attacks, depression, exhaustion, being on the run, dangerous situation, hate speech, action more to be added.

Running, that's what Viktor was doing, he was running from someone or maybe it was something. He had no idea if they were still following him, all he knew was he had to keep running. Even if can't run any more, And he wants nothing more then to take a rest he can't, he was to scared to stop. He had been running for days, in the mountains of the Apalachicola. Ever since hydra taken over shield, and found out he was a powerful mutant he had to run, if not for his own sake but for his sons. They wanted to use him against the other agents, not just any agents the top agents. Since he ran over a week ago, the faces had started to blur together, with the lack of food and sleep, And being forced to use his abilities against some if his friends, it all started to blur together making it hard for him to think straight. He quickly hid behind a tree, looking at the bundle in his arms, his two year old son laid fast asleep in his arms, having no real clue how much danger they were actually in. Viktor panted, carefully and shakenly tightening the blanket around his son, making sure he was tucked tightly against his chest. He looked around with wild eyes, trying to see if anything was out of order, or if he could notice the person following him. He gulped heavily when he noticed at the bottom of the hill, his heart left into his chest, before he could tell it to not run, he ran towards the house. Safety this place has to be safe. He rushed to the front door banging on the door calling for help, not realizing it all was in Russian, he didn't care he was scared and tired, he prayed that whoever this person wasn't and anti mutant hater. If they were he wasn't sure if his heart could take it. His knocking slowed as exhaustion forced its way onto him, his knees buckled in on himself as he slowly fell backwards, passing out from who knows what happened, the last thing he saw was the door opening. His arms wrapped around his son protectively as darkness took him over. This was

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it, his fate was in the arms of whoever opened the door.

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Tw: Kidnapping, trauma, teen pregnancy, panic attacks, depression, exhaustion, being on the run, dangerous situation, hate speech, action more to be added

The sound of someone pounding away at the front door jerked Terra awake with a start. Panic seized her mind as she quickly wobbled to the doorway of her room. She lived far enough away from civilization that normally people who came knocking, or banging in this case, were people she knew or folk who got lost in the woods in which she lived. With her being in more direct range of the door, the frantic shouting for help finally caught her partly deaf ears as the pounding ebbed to weak knocking. Alarmed, she hurried to the front door, yanking it open right as the knocking ended. Shock erupted across her features as she took in the prone figure sprawled in front of her small cabin home. She stood there for a few moments before eventually snapping out of her stupor. With cautious steps, she approached. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the stranger was a young man. By the looks of it, it appeared that he had been out and about for quite some time given the dark circles around his eyes and disheveled, scruffed-up appearance. Her attention eventually lands on a strange bundle held, despite being unconscious, protectively against the young man’s chest. Unable to resist her curiosity, she reached over and gently shifted the fabric slightly away from the valuable object. A gasp left her as she stared with wide eyes at a toddler sleeping peacefully within the blanket. Despite the risk of taking in a stranger, seeing the little babe awoke the mother in her. .

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After managing to wiggle the child free from the man’s grasp, she went back inside to set the tyke on the couch beside her fireplace in her small yet cozy living room. Coming back out, she slowly and painfully dragged the man inside. She was too weak to lift him onto the couch, so she resorted to laying out a blanket on the floor between the fireplace and the couch and rolling him onto it. Once the man was settled, she noticed the child starting to stir unhappily. Not wanting to risk an onslaught of crying, she picked them up and started to gently rock them. A sigh of relief escaped her as that seemed to calm them down. Wanting to keep an eye on the new guest, she settled down on the couch. With a book in one hand and a sleeping kid in the other, she began to read, waiting for the man to wake. @Ken

Viktor woke up a few hours later, he was in a state of confusion. He didn't really remember going to sleep, and he definitely didn't remember coming inside. Holding his head he slowly sat up, groaning as the aches and pains made themselves known, he felt heavy. 'Maskin, time to get up, love.' He whispered in his native tongue, taking a moment to breath. The world was alot right now and he was thankful sure If it was because exhaustion had finally taken control of his body, or if his body had finally given up on him and was trying to take him out, with his luck he'd have to say It was both. Looking around at his surroundings trying to figure out where he actually was, he couldn't help but frown noticing he was in a cabin, next to a fire place. His frown deepened when he noticed his son wasn't with him, that's when his heart sank to the floor. He quickly stood, ignoring the way the room spun around him, he looked around frantically for his son, head whipping around as if he was a wild animal. His heart pounding against his chest as he trembled, where the heck was his son. Then his eyes finally landed on them, they landed on an elderly woman, reading a book while she held his son, who was happily pointing and poking the pages as she read. His eyes stayed wide as he looked at the woman. "Let, my son go now." He demanded, knowing he wasn't in the right state to win a fight but his son was in the arms of a stranger, and one wrong move his son could get hurt, he wasn't willing to take the chance. He held his fists up ready for a fight, showing he wasn't going to back down. When his son noticed the seriousness in his dads voice, he carefully crawled down from the woman's lap and went to his dad hugging his leg as tightly as he could, giving a big smile to show he was okay and safe. Once his son was beside him, Viktor quickly dropped down looking him over, making sure he was safe and unharmed. When he determined he was safe, he wrapped his arms around him slowly standi

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ng up. The memories of the last 48 hours came flooding back, he looked to the woman with fear. "I-im so so sorry, I didn't mean to act rudely…or collapse on your porch. I will leave again I'm so sorry." He said picking up his son, as he was about to leave, he felt his head begin to spin again this time it brought him to his knees, holding his head he groaned. "I'll leave." He promised taking a deep breath as he tried to force himself to stand again, rubbing a hand over his face as he groaned. He wasn't sure why it was so hard to stand, it wasn't normally this hard to stand up, was it because of the exhaustion? Had the stranger poisoned him, he had no idea. But he knew he needed to act fast. "I need to get to the nearest bus station, I need to get to safety, i-i." He panicked hugging his son tightly as he tried to figure out what to do. His mind was going a mile a minute, he couldn't think straight, he needed help but he couldn't ask this stranger. Holding his son close as he looked to the stranger with tired pleading eyes. "Please don't call the police, I can't be separated from him, and if you call the police they will take him, and and I'll never see him again." He panicked running a hand though his hair as he tried to breath, he was stressing himself out, he didn't know how to make himself feel calm in that moment. "Please." He whispered @Blue Hound

Roughly a little over two hours passed after she picked up her book, movement beside her drew her attention down toward the child resting in her arms. With the babe in such proximity, she was able to pick up minute details on them to be able to determine that they were a little boy. Although her children had long gone and moved out, they had children of their own, which meant she still had toys tucked away someplace. She was tempted to go and grab them, but the lad seemed content enough with just sitting with her. Knowing the risk of having a bored child, she swapped out the book she was reading for a large children’s fairytale book that was resting in a basket beneath the coffee table beside the couch. With this, she was able to read the stories and have pictures to go alongside them to entertain the tot. Once she resettled herself on the couch, she shifted the boy to the center of her lap and opened the book in front of him. Just like when she had her grandchildren over, she began to read out loud. While reading, she changed her voice depending on who was speaking and slid her finger across the text while doing so, knowing that this aids in keeping a child’s attention. .

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Around an hour later, she just so happened to glance up from her reading right as the man stirred. Her eyes widened with surprise as she heard him speak Russian. 'Maskin… so that’s his name…' She thought, glancing down at the boy before returning her gaze. The sudden scramble to stand, hostile posture, and demanding voice caused her heart to leap to her throat in unannounced fear, though she hid it well with an expression of wide-eyed surprise, which was partly caused by the realization that this young man was the child’s son. When she felt Maskin start to leave her lap, she slowly shifted the book out of his way to make it easier for him to reach his father. With the child back in the arms of his father, she noticed the switch in personality was immediate, which made complete sense given the fact that his son was back with him. The young man started to talk before she was able to get a word in. During that time, she quickly tried to make sense of this stranger and his predicament. The way he cared for his son was obvious that he meant a lot to him. His appearance, admission to collapsing, and the signs of exhaustion lead to her assuming that he has been on the run for quite some time. It being due to running from bad people or him being a criminal was still unknown to her. “Be calm, my boy.” She gently said in Russian, her tone sounded like someone trying to settle a frightened animal. “There’s no need to worry, I won’t call the police. You need a place to rest, for you are in no condition to protect your son or yourself from whoever is chasing you. I am more than happy to provide you with food and shelter until you are strong enough to travel on your own again. I won’t pry for any details and won’t ask for compensation.” @Ken

Viktor slowly sat back onto the floor, cradling his son to his chest and he nodded. The words she was saying were very calming and gave him a sense of peace and reassurance that he hadn't had in days. Tears began to pool in his eyes as he looked up to the woman, he didn't know if he could trust her yet, but he had no choice, he had to tell her something at least. "I need to hide, I need to hide from everyone and everything around here. I am not in trouble with the law, j-just work. They hired bad people so I need to go and try to get away" He gulped, running a hand through his hair, his eyes widened with fear as he saw his hand. No gloves. Viktor put his son down as he stood up beginning to search his pockets for his black gloves, the panic in the man's breathing made it clear those gloves were important to him. When he determined the gloves were no longer on his person, the flood gates opened as he leaned his tears down his face as he looked down at his son. He couldn't hold him, he couldn't kiss his cheek, he couldn't do normal parent things his 2 year old needed. What added to the dress, he had to tell this stranger about his mutant abilities. That was something he was terrified to do, heck it was the reason he was on the run in the first place. But he needed to find out if he could trust her, and if he could then and only then would he be able to tell her what the heck was happening. He whimpered ever so softly as he wiped his tears away, looking at the woman in front of him, as he began to speak. "I don't want to be taken back, I cannot go back, not to risk my son's life or mine. I cannot allow you to risk your life as well, the people who are after me are dangerous, they are deadly and will do anything in their power to hurt others." He replied looking down at the ground trying his best to collect his thoughts. "I've been running for days, nowhere is safe, they just keep finding me. And i apologize for putting you out, i didn't mean to just show up" Vikt

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or was becoming more paranoid by the minute, not meaning to cause any of this. His head began to spin again, as he held his head he realized he needed to calm down if he was going to start feeling better. He took some calm deep breaths as his son slowly crawled back onto his lap, snuggling close. Wrapping his arms around him, he sighed looking at the woman figuring he should probably introduce himself, she had been so kind as to let him into her home, and he felt guilty for the sudden ways he had acted towards her. "I am Viktor, this is my son Maskin. Thank you for allowing us into your home, and I apologize for all of the confusion and scariness of the situation. I should shake your hand but i have a medical condition, and i don't think you would appreciate getting the um…medicine on your hands " He explained softly, Viktor was an awful liar, he has never been good at lying he just hoped she believed him. "I am 24 years old and my son is about 2, he is infatuated with animals and I am a nursing student. We both are Russian, you spoke Russian to me, are you Russian as well?" @Blue Hound

During the short time where father cradled son, Terra closed the book she was reading to Maskin and placed it on the coffee table. Her attention returned to the man right as he looked up at her with teary eyes. Over the many years of living here, she's had anti, pro, hunters, runners, humans, mutants, and others come to her door. Reasons for what they were doing at her doorstep had such a range that she couldn’t keep track. Running away from work after hiring new folk was a new one though. She raised a brow in mild curiosity. As she watched panic seized within him as he noticed his hands, her interest grew as she caught sight of tears rolling down his face. Realization suddenly struck her as her brain started to put the pieces together. The running, the panic of seeing his hands, and the clear sorrow that showed as he gazed down at his son… he was a mutant. She’s seen similar reactions to past folk who eventually told her that they were mutants. With that in mind, his power must be touch related, she concluded. A slight frown made its way across her face as he mentioned how his pursuers kept on finding him. This was deeply unsettling. She shook the look off quickly though, not wanting him to assume that she was frowning about him for intervening in her life. Her neutral expression didn’t last long though as the man suddenly gripped his head with his hand, causing concern to etch its way across her face. The look she had only gradually lessened as he seemed to get ahold of himself. When Viktor introduced himself, she nodded subconsciously once her suspicion about him being a mutant was confirmed. His lie about having a medical condition was quite lacking in believability. The news of him being a nursing student opened another door of wonder. Did he enter that field due to his power? Common interest? Both? None? Were there other mutants in his workforce that are on the run as well? .

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She pushed those questions aside for now and introduced herself, “It’s nice to meet you Viktor, I’m Terra. There’s no need to be sorry about coming here. I’ve helped many of our kind in the past and I will continue to do so with you and your son. Like I said before, I will not turn you in and will try my best to stick to those words.” A smile formed across her lips as she answered his question, “I’m not, but I’m a linguist to put it shortly.” Despite knowing that she was putting herself at risk by telling him that she too was a mutant, the way he held himself personality-wise gave her a sense that she could trust him. Granted, she didn’t tell him her power because he didn’t exactly tell her his either. Despite having a concerning question for him, she didn’t want to scare him even more than he already was and risk him fleeing before being well enough to travel again. With the worry well hidden, she rose from the couch, stretched, and glanced at the clock above the front door. It read about 5:00 am. “Are you two hungry? Classic bacon, eggs, and toast sound good?” She asked while shuffling toward the direction of the kitchen, not waiting for an answer. “There should be toys in the wooden chest beside the door if Maskin wants to play while I get things ready.” She called back to them as she started getting supplies ready to cook. @Ken

Viktor gave her a look of confusion, when she mentioned the words 'may of our kind.' He couldn't help but his eyes go wide. Did that mean she was like him, he had so many questions running through his head, wanting to know what her abilities were. But he knew it would be rude to ask, and he really didn't want to be on the bad side of the kind woman who had just taken him and his 2 year old into her home, after he had just rudely collapsed on her porch. He felt extremely guilty for all of this happening to her, she didn't deserve him showing up and potentially putting her in danger, but he had to say he was glad she was offering and willing to help them, even if it was just for a short time. He focused on the warmth of the fireplace, trying to force his body to calm down and stop being tense. Listening to her introduce herself he felt a bit calmer, at least he knew her name that helped his anxiety a lot. Viktor lifted his head again to give her his full attention. "It's lovely to meet you Terra, I know this isn't really ideal, but I thank you for allowing me into your home. I cannot say I won't apologize again, but I will try my best not to." He said carefully using the sleeve of his shirt to wipe his tears away, he needed to be stronger than he was in that moment, normally he isn't so easily emotional, he blamed it on the exhaustion and the fact he hadn't actually had a proper cry in months, but she didn't need to know all of that. "Ah, that makes sense why you know Russian, I wouldn't have guessed you were not." "When you said our kind, do you mean…Mutants?" He asked slowly, trying to test the water to make sure he was actually safe. He gulped softly. "How could you tell? That lie normally works so well, I mean with kids my age it worked so well. Maybe I need to think of a better lie." He sighed, running a hand through his hair shakenly as he looked at her, as she stood up, he did as well, holding Maskin close as he looked at her with a bit of a panicked look,

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but relaxed when she offered to make them breakfast. "I suppose since you already guessed I need to tell you of my abilities to keep you safe. But yes breakfast sounds nice i would like that very much as would Maskin" When she mentioned the toys, he raised an eyebrow walking to the wooden chest carefully opening it. He smiled carefully, getting some toys out for Maskin. The little boy excitedly thanked Terra before he went to play with the toys. Viktor carefully made his way into the kitchen standing by the doorway, he carefully ducked his head so he wouldn't accidentally hit his head on the door frame. "I don't have to tell you about my abilities if you do not wish to know, I just ask we have no skin to skin contact at all, if we do then I will become her while any weight you feel on your shoulders are lifted, that's the best I can explain. I don't really know how it works." He admitted rubbing the back of his neck, carefully sitting at one of the kitchen chairs, he made sure he was by the door that way he could keep a better eye on Maskin and still talk with Terra.

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He watched her work, making breakfast for them all. The smell of food made his stomach Growl and hurt with hunger, when was the last time he actually ate food? He wasn't sure he had been running for so long the days had begun to blend together. He hummed, placing a hand on his stomach as he looked up again. "By any chance do you know where I am? I haven't had time to stop and read any traffic signs or anything. The last place I remember being was upstate New York." He admitted his confusion. He truly had no idea where he was, the signs had begun to fall together causing him a lot of confusion and worry. Especially having a small child he needed to know where he was at all times, but then realization hit him. "But…I don't remember why I was up there in the first place…did someone accidentally touch my hand?" The worry on his face began to grow. He knew if someone accidentally touched his skin he would gain their trauma and injuries, but the one thing he kept forgetting was if it happened often and more frequently he would lose his own memories and only hold those of the people who he stole their trauma from. Rubbing the back of his neck he looked back to Terra. "Did I thank you for allowing us food and shelter?" He asked her, giving a sheepish smile. The poor guy was so overwhelmed, how he became an agent was beyond him, but he was grateful for every opportunity he was given. @Blue Hound

Hearing Viktor’s brief explanation of how his power worked caused Terra to pause at her work. She turned to give him her full attention with a slightly cocked head in thought. “A healer of some sort? That’s a powerful gift you have.” A breath of silence passed between them as she tried to further understand his ability without having to ask, though she blinked the thought away before she gave herself a headache over it. “Mine is nothing nearly as interesting as yours, but I can fluently speak any language once hearing it.” She explained with a slight shrug. To further drive her point, she spoke in his tongue, "That's how I spoke Russian to you. I heard you speak it." With the mention of powers, she only then processed the question he asked her before she left for the kitchen. She scolded herself with a light chuckle, “that reminds me of the previous question you had for me. I apologize for not answering till now, my mind was busy with wanting to make food and remembering where I kept those toys.” “Yes, I mean mutants. The way you looked at your hands and then at your son. The fear and sorrow that showed were big signs. I’ve had past mutants that have stumbled upon my home expressing similar reactions and telling me the reason why they have such grief.” An amused twinkle flashed in her grey-colored eyes as she watched him, “your lying could use a bit more work, yes… I guess it doesn’t help that I am also a mother. Lies are something I’ve dealt with daily.” She couldn't help but jokingly stress the word 'mother', for that really did help her learn to pick up on lies. .

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She turned back around to continue her cooking. Learning about how he was somewhere in New York the last time he checked caused her eyes to widen in alarm, though due to being occupied with making the food, her back was turned from the young man and her reaction was hidden. “That sure is a long way from here… that’s understandable though. Your appearance and physical state tell me you’ve been out for quite a bit.” “As for where we are, you are in the National Forest of Apalachicola Florida. My cabin isn’t close to any other cabins in the park though, so there’s no need to worry about neighbors or anything.” Her head cocked to the side slightly as he mentioned his hands, but brushed off asking him further questions, figuring that he was talking gibberish due to still being exhausted from the constant traveling. After a few more minutes passed, she turned around with a large plate of bacon, eggs, and pieces of toast that had butter or jam on them. There was more than enough food to go around. A warm smile appeared as she placed them on the table, hearing his last question, “yes, you did thank me, but I thank you nonetheless.” Once she sat the plates, glasses, and utensils down for the three of them along with a carton of milk and orange juice, she took her own seat across the table, figuring that Viktor and his son would like some space. “I’m more than happy to lend you a pair of one of my son’s gloves.” She offered as she gestured for her guests to serve themselves first. @Ken

Viktor eyes widened when he heard about her mutant abilities. "Woah." He whispered her Russian was perfect, he was extremely impressed. "I wish I had that kind of ability when I first arrived in the states, English was the hardest one to learn. I still struggle with some English words, but that is an impressive ability." He praised offering her a kind smile listening to her talk about his powers, he rubbed the back of his neck trying to think of the right words. "Yes, I believe so. But I am unsure of how much I heal. All I know is I gain their memories of the trama, as well as the inquires. But if I over excert myself while using it I lose my own memories. I can't remember anything before Maskins birth, thankfully those memories have been left alone." He admitted sighing softly as he looked down at his hands, he felt like he was more cursed then anything, but he wouldn't mention that to her, not wanting to cause her any more worry then he had already caused. "Oh you don't have to apologize I promise! I understand you have thing you needed to get done, and I asked the question in the middle of you trying to speak to me. I appreciate you ailing him to play, he is very into animals so the small plastic animals really peaked his Intress." He smiled watching her curiously. Viktor gave a small nod, listening to all of her words as she spoke about their kind, it brought him alot of peace knowing she too was like him, but has also helped others in diffrent yet simular situations to him. He looked at her couriously as she talked about how she knew he was a mutant. His eyes widened slightly when she mentioned his lie, for the first time since he stumbled upon her door step he laughed. A exhausted small but genuine laugh. "I'm afraid I've never actually learned how to lie, well I don't think I did so. Yes being a mom doesn't help, but I am not the best at lying that's why my superior doesn't like to take me on the field." He admitted rubbing the back of his head with a

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soft chuckle, not relizing he had accidentally told her what his job was. He looked out the window, admiring the view she had, watching the birds fly back and forth, basking in the morning sun. He couldn't help but sigh a peaceful sigh, he wished he was a bird. To fly free not having to worry about constantly being hunted, it seemed like it would be a lovely night. But if he was a bird he wouldn't be able to take care of his son, and that would be a tragedy. At the news of where he actually was he looked at her with wide fearful eyes. "F-flordia! How did I get down here? I...have wr really been running thay long?" He asked eyes widened as he carefully placed a hand over his heart, he grabbed his shirt in his hands as he tried to breath, he hadn't relized they have been running that Long. He took a deep breath trying to calm his nerves. "I-i...they chased us from new york to here....m-my two year old hasn't slept in his bed...for almost 3 weeks becauze of them" He ran a hand through his hair letting some tears fall, this was alot to take in all at once. He just kept talking gibberish, not relizing he was doing so at first, that was until she had said he already thanked her. He nodded slowly leaning back against the chair, eyes wide looking at Terra as he nodded softly slowly. Watching her place the food onto the table, his stomach growled hurting more as he smelled the food. Maskin walked over to Viktor happily crawling onto his lap so he could eat. He said a very cute "Thank you Miss Terra." Before he let his dad feed him. Viktor looked at Terra giving a small nod as he let some tears fall. "Yes please I would appreciate borrowing the gloves. That way i don't have to accidentally hurting you." He whispered carefully feeding his son. Thanking her for the food as well,he slowly began to eat not relizing he had tears pouring down his face, until he saw them drop onto the table. "I didn't relize how hungry I was, thank you again Miss Terra, if there's+

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Anything I can do to make it up to you please let me know." He said looking up at her. "I'm sorry again for putting you in a sticky situation, you and your kids. I don't mean to be in your way. I can leave as soon as I can think straight I promise." @Blue Hound

As her brain finished processing the additional information about Viktor’s situation while she was serving herself food, she couldn’t help the ache of sadness for him, especially with the struggle of providing safety for Maskin. Before that pity played across her face though, she quickly stowed it away, unsure if Viktor was the ‘I don’t need your pity’ type of person. “Just Terra is fine, honey. Miss is far too formal for an old lady like me.” Terra corrected with a soft chuckle as she settled into her seat, she took a bite of food before talking again, shielding her mouth with her other hand while doing so out of courtesy, “and there’s no need to continue to say sorry. I’ve dealt with folk in similar situations before and you being here isn’t being in my way at all. I enjoy meeting new people and helping them when needed. Family-wise, I live alone. My sons have long moved out, so there’s no need to worry about them.” Without knowing, the warmth in her eyes and the natural hint of a smile always on her face flickered away into a shadow of sadness as she mentioned her children. Unattentive people wouldn’t have noticed though, for her normal expression sprung back after a second. A breath of silence followed as she continued to eat before continuing with her train of thought. “When you decide to leave, I’ll provide you with the necessities to travel comfortably and give you directions on the best route to where you want to go.” Her brow knitted together as she realized something, “if you don’t mind me asking, is there a set place you’re going to? Depending on where that is, I might be able to help guide you there.” @Ken

Viktor gave a tiny nod, carefully rubbing the back of his neck, giving her an apologetic look. "Sorry, I was taught to call people Miss and Mr. But I will accept your Wish and call you just Terra. And I don't think you're old, if I had to guess, I'd believe you were 21" He promised, giving her a smile as he watched his son, making sure he was eating enough and eating at a nice pace. He then looked back at Terra, eyes wide with curiosity as he listened to her. He couldn't help but wonder how many people she had helped that were in similar situations to him. He frowned a bit when she said she lived alone, wondering if there was how long she had been alone, or if her kids visited her at all. Rubbing the back of his neck, he carefully helped Maskin take a sip of the Orange juice before he began to eat again, listening to her ask the questions. He sat up and looked very sad. "I…I don't know. When we started to run, my only thought was to go somewhere I knew Maskin would be safe. B-but I don't know where to go." He admitted slowly sinking into the seat, running a hand through his hair as he gulped. "Our home is New York, well New home. We moved from Saint Petersburg Russia just last year, right after he got out of the hospital. We don't know much about the states, so I don't know where it is safe. I know you said I don't need to keep apologizing, but I feel like I have too, I feel so guilty, you don't deserve a teen dad and a 2 year old to be here in your home unannounced." He sighed, shaking his head. He just felt sick, and really needed a nap, but at the moment he needed to feel safe. Maybe with Terra, he could feel safe, just for a few hours. Sighing, Viktor sat up finishing the food, with a full belly he felt very foggy minded, now realizing how tired and hungry he had actually been, he was reminded of how they were a year ago. Those memories began to cloud his mind as he looked at his son, tears began to well up as he gently placed a kiss on the top of his hea

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d. "I'm so sorry I haven't given you a proper life Mas, Papa will make it up to you " He promised letting his tears fall, the two year old just happily put a piece of his Bacon in Viktor's mouth thinking his dad was crying because he was hungry. @Blue Hound

A genuine smile of amusement showed as Viktor complimented Terra’s complexion. She silently finished her food as the lad answered her question. She cocked her head slightly in wonder as he mentioned moving to the states not too long ago. Sadness also bloomed within her as she noticed his tears roll down his face. Watching this broken man and his child sprung the familiar feeling of not being able to properly provide for your child slithered into her mind. She quickly banished that feeling with renewed determination. Even if her guests only were with her temporarily, she wanted to make them feel as comfortable as possible. A chuckle left her as the young man kept on assuming that she took offense to him being here. “You and your son are worth sharing my home with. Just like the dozens of others who've stumbled upon here unannoun-” a soft laugh cut her sentence off as she watched Maskin shove bacon into his father’s mouth. Once she got herself under control and noticed Viktor making no move to have more, she started to clean the table and place the leftovers in containers. “If you’d like to clean yourself up, the door to the right closest to us is the bathroom. It’s one of those bathtub and shower combination things, so Maskin can take a bath if wanted. There are clean towels already in there along with liquid soap and shampoo and conditioner. The guest bedroom is the second door to the right. She informed him, too busy getting things cleaned up to look at the pair. @Ken

(Terra's House layout)

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Viktor moved Maskin's hand away from his mouth as he pouted. "I can eat on my own, Mister, I am an adult." He huffed as his son just laughed at him, he had to admit he did appreciate the carefree nature of his kid, he really did need that. Especially after the terrifying few weeks they have had. Giving his son a playful glare he looked up to Terra nodding softly, wiping his tears away, carefully picking his son up as he stood. "Yes please, a shower would be wonderful, thank you." He followed her directions going to the guest bedroom, where he was able to find clothes for Maskin and himself. Carefully Viktor helped Maskin into the bathroom, helping him get cleaned and ready for the day, trying to keep himself in a positive mood so as to not worry his kid any longer, but at least Terra was kind to them. After an hour Viktor and Maskin returned from the shower. Viktor looked completely different, his dirty brown hair had turned into a beautiful white. His face was clear and pale, his dark circles were now visible, and the clothes were a bit small on him but perfect for Maskin. But other than that he looked alot better than he had been. He gave Terra a smile. "Thank you, the shower felt amazing." He said letting Maskin go back to play. "If need be I can do as many chores and cleaning as you need me to do, I will do it." He replied, giving her a soft smile. "As a thank you." @Blue Hound

The bathroom door closed right as Terra placed the leftovers in the fridge. She stretched with a sigh and a yawn. She normally didn’t wake up at the buttcrack of dawn, but she’d most certainly do it again for someone in need. She shuffled her way to the closet in the living room and opened the door to start looking for gloves for Viktor. As she hunted for the clothing, the sadness from before washed over her as she thought of her wife and sons. Iris, Kai, and Odis. The lights of her life. The other half of her soul. The joy of a safe family… The heartbreak of loss… Why was it her? Why was it him? Why did he do it? It was a question she never got an answer to as she watched him leave. It was a question that will never be answered. Terra visibly jumped in alarm, the young man’s voice startling her out of her thoughts. She quickly shifted her back to him, hastily wiping away the tears that ran down her cheeks without her knowing. Hopefully, the lad didn’t see that... She whipped back on the familiar smile the two recognized as she turned back around. “I’m glad you enjoyed the shower, you two needed it.” A chuckle left her as he mentioned doing chores, “I guess that’s a fair trade.” “I was able to find two different pairs. Feel free to keep both though, in case you need a spare and all.” She handed him the two gloves before a look of surprise flashed across her features. “Well, you two sure cleaned up nicely. Almost didn’t recognize you with that hair of yours,” she exclaimed with a chuckle. Through the window not too far from the cabin, a figure seemed to sneak out of the shadows. It was still early. The sun was just barely peeking out from the horizon. The landscape was still dark enough to hide something or someone. (edited)

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Viktor laughed softly, rubbing the back of his neck giving Terra a genuine real smile, carefully running his fingers through his hair. "An amazing discovery, I've been told. It began to grow white after my powers manifested, the stress caused my hair to turn snow white. I kinda like it, it looks lovely I think." He hummed, gently taking the gloves when she held them out to him, giving her a proper smile as he nodded. "Thank you Terra, I truly appreciate it, I would rather keep us both safe and secure knowing I cannot accidentally hurt you. " He smiled, carefully putting on one of the pairs she gave him. He had a wide smile as he felt the comfortable barrier on his hands. "They fit…well like a glove." He chuckled at his own pun. Carefully looking out the window, Viktor took in the sight, having a small smile as he looked around, that smile went away as he noticed he really couldn't see that far into the woods. He couldn't help it, he was still in fight and flight, he needed to keep them safe, not that he had a bad feeling, but he's been on the run for a while and the one time he needed to relax he wasn't able to. He stood stiffly by the window, eyes narrowed and hands clenched into a fist as he glared. Maskin saw the tension his dad held and wasn't sure why. So he just walked over to him, pulling him away from the window so he could play without releasing a part of his dads wrist which was not covered by the glove. Which snapped Viktor out of his trance, causing the man to look confused. "Um…where am i?" He suddenly asked, looking at Terra with a frown. It was as if his memory was washed and renewed. He rubbed the back of his neck looking around the house, with a look of confusion as if he didn't know where he was or what was happening, he turned around looking at Terra giving her a kind smile. "Are you my latest assignment? I need to stand guard and protect until the targets are neutralized? Don't worry ma'am, I can take care of it." He promised, turning to

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walk towards the door, but stopped when he noticed he didn't have any shoes on. "Huh….where's my shoes?" @Blue Hound

An agreeable hum vibrated Terra’s throat as Viktor commented on his hair. It indeed looked quite lovely. It equally reminded her of freshly fallen snow, something she hasn’t seen since her younger years when she still lived in the northern part of the states. She couldn’t help but crack a smirk as she heard the young man’s joke. It was comforting to see that he was more relaxed the longer he stayed. She was glad that she could provide a safe haven for folk who needed help. She turned away from the two and started to tidy up the spare clothes she dug through to find the pairs of gloves. While doing that, she idly started to think about what the rest of the day would be like. She did know that she needed to go grocery shopping at some point. The large breakfast she cooked depleted a good portion of her fridge food. Should she ask if Viktor wanted to come, or would that be too overwhelming for him? She quietly snorted at that idea, shooting it down pretty quickly. They needed to stay and rest, not keep an old lady company while she shopped. Her brow knitted together and a frown formed on her face as confusion settled into her thoughts as her guest questioned where he was. After a second, her expression morphed into a sad realization, remembering the side effect his power had on him. Sensing his eyes on her, she turned to carefully look at him. Her confusion returned as he asked her about being his ‘assignment’. She pursed her lips in thought, unsure if she should play along with him in order to know what was going on with him or stick to the truth. Her contemplation lasted only a moment. .

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“Viktor hon, it’s me, Terra. You’re in my house. Maskin is also here.” She explained to him in a calm, slow voice. She paused for a moment to let that information sink in before asking, “do you remember how you got here?” Despite her calm demeanour, she couldn’t beat down the worry that started to worm its way up her spine. Was this his memory, or someone he’s healed before? Would his memory from this morning come back to him with her slight redirection? Is it permanently gone? @Ken

Viktor gave her a curious look, his eyes showing he wasn't sure what she was meaning or saying. So he just gave her a smile and thumbs up. “Sure! I may have forgotten, my supervisor likes to remind me how much of a screwball i am, because i tend to lose my memory a ton. Well what do you expect from someone who’s only been working at S.H.I.E.L.D for a few months now, to many tests on my powers bam, no memory.” he said, rubbing the back of his neck as he allowed Maskin to lead him to Terra. When she asked if he remembered how he got there, if he was being honest he didn't, but he normally didn't know where he was half the time. But she seemed very anxious when he said he didn't know. "Um if I say yes will you be less anxious then you are at this moment or more?" He asked softly as he looked around the living room again, he recognized a few things, like the toys on the floor, his muddy boots by the front door. But everything else was foggy, like the memory was there, but he couldn't quite reach for them. "I mean…I do recognize some things here, but everything's a bit fuzzy. Did I accidentally heal someone again? Thus tends to happen when that happens…it makes sense I feel kinda heavy." He replied softly. "As if I have been running nonstop, or like I haven't slept in days…has that happened?" He asked, looking at Terra with wide fearful eyes. He truly hoped none of that had happened, but knowing his luck, it was more likely than not. Taking a deep breath he tried to calm his nerves. "I do not remember how I got here, but I feel as if I can trust you… I don't know why but please don't make me regret trusting you." He whispered carefully, picking up his son to hold him close. "I don't have many people I can trust, and finally being able to trust someone would mean the world to us. Even if it is for a short period of time." @Blue Hound

Terra wasn’t sure if she should be worried or relieved that Viktor worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. once he mentioned testing. Did he know about the side effects of his power before he joined the agency, or after? If it was before, it only added to the stories and rumors from what past guests have told her about the agency’s hidden evils. Granted, she was on the side of supporting S.H.I.E.L.D., but it’s hard to ignore what folk have told her about them, even if it wasn’t 100% solid facts. Despite her unease, she couldn’t help but loosen her shoulders slightly as he tried to reassure her. Why do kind and considerate people normally end up with the consequences for others? The lad doesn’t deserve the pain of running for his life with his child. “I am unsure if you’ve healed anyone as of late. I don’t know what completely happened before you stumbled upon my house, but you told me that you’ve been on the run with your son for nearly three weeks now. Wherever you hide, they manage to find you. People from your job are after you. They hired bad, dangerous people and you fled with your son from New York.” She informed him with a slightly furrowed brow and unfocused gaze, trying her best to remember the information he told her not too long ago. Her eyes refocus and immediately softened as he questioned his safety with her. “Don’t worry honey. I will do anything in my power to ensure that you get healthy enough to continue on your journey. You can trust me on that.” Despite her soft gaze, her voice was strong and honest. After a moment, she tilted her head in curiosity. “What is working at S.H.I.E.L.D. like? Is it similar-- ” She cut herself off as horror suddenly dawned upon her. She hoped to gods that what her mind conjured up wasn’t true. “Did S.H.I.E.L.D. hire bad people? Is S.H.I.E.L.D. after you?” She wasn’t able to keep the tremor from her voice, her wide eyes pleading in a way that was begging that her assumptions were wrong. @Ken

Viktor listened to Terra, he frowned heavily as he rubbed the back of his neck, he was getting bits of his memory back the more she talked. He remembered sleeping in the woods during the day, staying hidden from whoever had been chasing them, but that was as far as his memory had gotten, he still was unsure how he had gotten to her cottage. Jumping in surprise, he wasn't sure how to feel when she had just spewed more questions at him. He subconsciously tightened his hold on Maskin as he looked at her, that was the one thing that came crashing back to him all at once. And the realization he’s known “W-we were overtaken. It started with Captain America being called a traitor, and then all the mutants began slowly disappearing from each department….then they came to me. They were just shouting at me, demanding I join them. Which confused me. I already work for S.H.E.I.L.D why were they shouting for me to join them?” Viktor looked pale, he was slowly sitting on the sofa, eyes wide with fear. “They had Maskin, they threatened to harm him…I ran as fast as I could and we just kept running, because I realized it wasn't SHIELD it was Hyrdea, they had taken over.” “Miss Terra, I have to leave. I don't want to put you in danger, I am so sorry!” he said looking at her as big tears fell down his face. the guilt began to make itself known, what if they went after Terra? She has been nothing but kind and patient with him. He should have never gotten her involved. “I'm sorry. I truly am, you can turn me in if you want. It's okay, I understand, I didn't mean to make you a part of all of this! ” @Blue Hound

You are absolutely fine ! I promise you are fine school comes before roleplay, please make sure you are taking time to relax and take care of yourself blue !)

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After hearing Viktor’s explanation of what happened at S.H.I.E.L.D. and seeing the panic and guilt wash across his face, she too couldn’t help but feel guilty for immediately jumping to the conclusion that S.H.I.E.L.D. was him instead of Hydra. To be frank, that organization has completely slipped her mind until now. There was plenty of folk that had stumbled onto her doorstep that was both for and against the terrorist group, but her current guests were the first in quite some time. Any current news about the group was nonexistent to her. She frantically shook her head once she caught sight of tears streaming down his face, the words of back-to-back apologies, and the option for her to turn him in. She couldn’t even imagine turning anyone in. Turning someone in was tantamount to taking a life in her eyes. She. Would. Never. She took a step forward with a slightly raised hand, planning to reassure him that he is safe here, but once she remembered that she wasn’t able to touch him, she stopped her advance and lowered her arm. As an alternative, she balled up her hands into fists and gave the most serious glare she could muster. “No, I will never turn you in, Viktor. Neither you nor Maskin.” She stressed with such an honest and determined tone, it startled even herself. .

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“I’ll have you know that I have tended to people who were running from people way worse than Hydra. Despite that, I am still standing here doing the same thing for over 60 years. You need to rest and get better before you even think about running away. You got that.” She was not accepting any if ands or buts if the fierce glare, set jaw, and hands on her hips were anything to go by. Granted, he probably was one of the most dangerous folk she’s housed yet, but he most certainly didn’t need to know that. “She’s not alone in helpin’ ta shelter ya folk either.” An oddly accented feminine voice butted in. The sudden new announcement caused Terra to jump in surprise, though she quickly relaxed once recognized who it was. It sounded like it was coming from somewhere down on the floor. If one were to look down, they'd find a large brown rat near the hallway entrance. @Ken

Viktor sniffled softly as he listened to Terra talk to him, watching her become very serious on the topic, gave him a glimpse of hope that maybe they would be okay. "I-i mean, we should be safe. You said mentioned we are in Florida right ?" He asked as if he was unsure if that memory was correct or not. "So that must mean we are not close to new york, maybe they gave up." He whispered looking as if he had some wishful thinking. He gave her a tiny smile when she mentioned how many years she had been helping people. He couldn't help but give her a charming smile when he said "60? But you don't look a day over 20." Trying to be charming in this scary moment of trying to remain calm, he was very thankful to her, and very thankful that she was there to help and not make him feel as if he had burdened her even if he had. When she told him he needed to focus on resting he gave a small laugh. "I will try my best to rest, I'm not the best at resting when I know I need to be working or trying to keep myself busy." He admitted, letting Maskin go so he could go back to play with the toys. He gave a small sigh looking at Terra. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to drag anyone into my mess. I promise I will repay you for your kindness I swear." When he heard the other voice he jumped up quickly looking around the room frantically trying to figure out what was going on, he didn't see who was speaking but only saw the Rat. His eyes widened with fear thinking he was hearing things. :i-i think I'm going crazy Miss Tera, I could of swore that Rat just spoke to us." He said still watching the Rat shakenly, preparing for the worse case scenario. @Blue Hound#9397

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When she heard his hopeful thoughts about the people that were after him giving up, she gave the faintest of smiles. It was one of sadness and pity. She knew that the people after him wouldn’t give up that easily. The sudden presence of Morrue was proof enough that these men were coming. How soon she was unsure, but she’d get her answers soon enough. It took her a moment to realize why his sweet comment about her appearance seemed so familiar, but once she remembered why, it left a feeling of sadness and worry within her. How severe are these memory wipes? How many conversations has this lad had that he has no memory of? How many repeated words? What did people think of him who didn’t know of his power? Concerned? Unsettled? Disdain? Weird? What did people do? Hopefully, nothing devastating or off-putting. She waved him off as he mentioned repaying her. He had enough on his plate to worry about and she didn’t want anything in return. An amused smile settled its way onto her face as she watched his reaction to Morrue. Before she could get a word in, Morrue beat her to it. Without any warning, the rat suddenly started to grow in size, and before anyone knew it, a 5’6’’ young woman that appeared to be around her late twenties stood in its place. She wore what appeared to be a close-fitting long-sleeve sweater and loose blue jeans. She had semi-wavy copper-brown hair that reached just below her shoulders. There appeared to be a feather clipped into her hair on the right side of her head. Her eyes were a striking mismatch of amber and near black. Once settled back into her human form, she gave Viktor a slight nod and a simple, “name’s Morrue.” before focusing her attention on Terra, “Ykanruisa gondegartagon.” A frown immediately marred the older woman’s face after the lass’s brief statement. @Ken

Viktor blinked in shock, he had never met a shape-shifter before. Maybe he had? he had no idea, but this moment was one he hopped to remember. He breathed a sigh of relief holding his head as he gave a small nod. "It's nice to meet you Morrue. I am Viktor, I apologize for my moment of panic. I hope you are well." He said giving a small nod. He watched the two of them speak, he didn't understand what the phrase meant, but when he saw the frown on Terra's face, he could tell it was nothing good. Taking a deep breath, he carefully knelt next to his son, whispering something to him in Russian. The little boy smiled, taking some toys and going to the guest room, giving the adults space to talk. Viktor looked at the two of them as he slowly and shakenly stood. "Is everything alright? Is there anything I can do to help ease some anxieties?" He asked tilting his head slightly as he watched them with wide eyes. "A-are they here? Did they find me?" @Blue Hound

Before she addressed Terra, Morrue seemed to not even bat an eye toward the young man after he greeted her. Despite appearing cold, she meant well. Her job around here was to patrol the park, keeping an eye out for any ill-intended people lurking about. If things were looking gold, her mischievous and fun personality showed clear as day. If things were treading on thin ice though, she took on a serious and cold appearance. Both women turned to look at Viktor as he spoke, one being of reassurance and the other simply calculating. Morrue glanced at Terra with a particular look, as if asking if it was safe for her to answer. The older woman nodded and Morrue answered, “One of Reamer’s rats spotted a small band of people who seemed ta be searchin’ for someone with white hair haulin’ ‘round a kid. They’re ‘bout a week's worth ‘way from here.” She then addressed Terra, “I came here ta give ya a heads up in case anyone like that showed up. Seems like I was right.” Guessing the lad’s reaction to this, she quickly added, “Before ya start ta panic and yap ‘way that ya’re sorry and have ta leave, we’ve handled somethin’ like this before. We know what we’re doin’. There’s no need ta get in a frenzy.” “Morrue!” Terra scolded, her expression fierce. The lass simply shrugged, “what? It’s true ain’t it?” This answer was met with a brisk shake of the elder’s head, not impressed whatsoever. Terra turned her attention back to Viktor, any trace of disapproval was replaced with a calm and neutral expression. Any concerns she had for the young father was masked through years of experience. “You mentioned that people have been following you ever since you left New York, yes? What’s the possibility of them having a tracker on you somehow?” @Ken

Viktor's heart dropped to his stomach, a week that's all he had before he was caught. He had to run, he had to get his son to Safty, and had to keep them away from Terra. She had been nothing but kind to him, there was no way he was going to allow this to happen. He looked at the two with wide haunting eyes, tears threatening to spill again, he was so tired. Before he could react, he listened to the other's words 'there's no need to get in a frenzy' they were easier said than done. Shakenly he slowly sat on the sofa running a hand through his hair, unique? No obvious they were looking for people with his hair color thag wasnt a good thing. He really couldn't breathe his mind was racing just as fast as his heart was pounding against his chest, where they tracking him. He didn't think so, there was no way they were unless... His heart suddenly came to a stop, his face drained of all color, almost becoming the color of his hair. Shakenly he nodded, with trembling hands, he rolled up his sleeve, showing the scare on his bicep. "E-every mutant agent gets an ID chip, so put handlers know where we are at every hour of the day. I-i forgot about it." He said looking as if he was going to be sick. "M-my memory, I accidentally touched a waitress, and when I took her trauma, my memory of the tracker must have been replaced." He said looking at his arm, he couldn't believe how completely useless he was. "Im so sorry." He cried softly "please allow me to make this right. Let me go to town, get something to hide my hair, get this tracker out. I don't mean to cause a Frenzey, I just want to be safe.'He sobbed the pressure was becoming to much, he hugged himself tightly. If anyone touched him at the moment even with the gloves and clothes he could still take their memories and Trauma. Another downside of his ability. He looked to Terra tears pouting. "Please." @Blue Hound

Hearing about the ID chips, Terra merely hummed in understanding. That’s not surprising. She shook her head from side to side when Viktor mentioned leaving for town. “That’s not the best idea. If someone spots you down there and the people after you visit and ask around, someone might say they saw you and that might cause your pursuers to scope out the area with a more finely picked comb.” She explained with a frown of thought. After a moment, her eyes widened with realization. She excused herself briefly to retrieve something from her room. She came back a second later with something in her hands. She revealed different types of hair dye to the two adults. They ranged from the natural tones of brown, blond, and jet black to the outrageous, such as bright pink, deep blue, and vibrant green. “My grandkids loved to dye their hair whenever they came to visit. It was a little thing we always did. With these here, you won’t need to go to town.” “For the chip, I could take ‘em ta Benson. Lou and the brothers should still be there.” Morrue added with a slight shrug. Terra nodded in agreement to that idea before turning back toward Viktor. “I can help with the hair dye if you’d like, honey. I’ve got disposable gloves somewhere.” She glanced down at Maskin, head tilted in thought. “Should we dye the little one’s hair as well or leave him be?” @Ken

Viktor shakenly nodded wiping his tears away as he looked at the colors. "Y-yes, we must colors Maskins as well. I hate it but we must, it's for his safety." He replied, trying to breathe again. He wiped his tears for the last time before he gave her a small nod. "Thank you again Mrs Terra, again I'm really sorry for causing all this trouble. I really didn't mean it. I-i have a friend, his name is Fredrick, he lives in the mountains, if we can get to him i can be out of yout hair " He promised , slowly hugging himself again. "Are they safe? The people you are going to bring me too?" He asked, looking frightened. He really wished he didn't have to second guess if people were safe or not, but right now he had no other choice then to think this way. He had to keep his son safe. "I, trust you, thank you for caring and helping me. I promise to be on my nest behavior and not accidentally use my abilities." He said hoping he was right. It was hard to know if he had control or not. But right now, he tested it, gently picking up Maskin, when his son didn't hesitate to hug him, he melted, holding him closer. "C-can I have the brown and him the blonde? I don't want to ruin his hair to much." He whispered softly. @Blue Hound

Terra nodded to Viktor’s request of dying Maskin’s hair and to the newfound information of his friend. “May I ask where this friend’s general location is? If I know where you’re headed, I could try informing colleagues of mine to keep a lookout for you,” she asked with a slightly tilted head. The perk of being a safe haven for people is having the ability to stay connected to everyone she helped out long after they left. “If they weren’t safe folk we wouldn’ve mentioned takin’ ya there,” Morrue added right after Terra’s question. The young lass was glancing toward the lad, expression pinched into a frown as if confused on why he’d even ask such a thing. “Benson is an old friend of mine who can help with that tracker. Lou is his daughter. The brothers, Luka and Nick, were the most recent people to ask for my help.” Terra informed in kind as she started to set down the more unruly colors of dye, figuring Viktor wouldn’t choose those. The older lady gave a simple hum in response to his promise about behaving before setting down the rest of the dyes excluding the brown and blond ones. She had to squint and hold the container close to her face to see the extremely small font that explained the instructions. “Once you’re ready, we can get situated and start.” @Ken

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Viktor shrank down slightly at Morrue's comment. "Sorry." He said in a soft whisper, he hadnt relized how dumb he had sounded, but he could never be too sure who was safe and who wasn't. "I just wanted to make sure, my son isn't being put anymore at risk then he already is with me." Looking to Terra, he gave a small nod, closing his eyes as he tried to picture the map, trying to find the memories. "His cabin is in the middle of nowhere, from his porch I can see a lake....b-but I can't remember where " He said trying his best to remember. "I I think I know a phone number. Can we try that?" He asked looking to the both of them. He slowly sat down carefully getting Maskin prepared to get his hair dyed. Listening to them tall about the people he would meet, who would help keep him safe. He looked at them anxiously "but why help me? I can't pay any of you, not until hydra leaves, and everything gets back to normal." He admitted looking two with wide eyes. "Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to pay you back?" He asked giving a small nod, signaling to Terra he was ready for her to proceed. @Blue Hound

Terra nodded her head to Viktor’s request about trying out the phone number before asking Morrue to get ‘Sally’. With the younger lass busy, she answered his question while herding him and his son into the guest bathroom, “When I was a little girl, I wasn’t able to get the help I needed. Once I managed to get back onto my own feet, I didn’t want people feeling like there was no one there to help them, so I started helping people in need.” She hummed in thought as she slipped on a pair of disposable gloves and got to work with the young man’s hair, mindful not to have any skin-to-skin contact. After a moment, she chuckled, “I guess you can pay me back with a letter once you two are in a safe place.” She meant it in a joking manner, for this isn’t the first time she’s answered that question, but it wouldn’t surprise her if he did send one. There have been hundreds of people who’ve sent her letters informing her of how they’re doing. It was really quite endearing. She has a drawer full of every single one of them in her room. Morrue came back not too long after with a satellite phone. With this, it allowed the transmitting calls to be untraceable. The lass seemed like she was going to hand the phone over, but seeing Terra’s hands full, she kept the phone. She would have given it to Viktor, but making a call while someone was dying your hair seemed a bit tricky. It wasn’t long before Viktor was sporting freshly dyed brown locks. After the sink was cleaned and a new pair of gloves were on, she began on Maskins, which didn’t take as long to do due to how small his head was. @Ken

"Well yes I will definitely send you a letter, multiple if you'd like. I don't like the idea of greeting someone, and never speaking to them again." He explained carefully rocking his son gently as he hummed. If he was handed paper he carefully wrote down his friend's number, giving it to Terra. "That's Fredrick's number. I hope he answers, and I don't think his number has changed…and if it did I'm not sure who else I can contact." He admitted, closing his eyes as Terra did his hair, for the first time in a bit feeling relaxed. Once she had finished Viktor looked at his hair in the mirror, having a heavy frown as he looked at himself. "I do not look like myself anymore. I look like an ordinary person " He sighed , looking down at his son, watching it go from a beautiful metallic blonde to a dirty blonde. "And he just looks so grown up…I really hope this will hide us." He whispered, kissing his son's forehead gently, careful not to get dye on him. "Thank you again, I know I thank you enough but I feel like it isn't enough. I have to keep telling you this ." He admitted, looking from Terra to Morrue. "I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't arrived at a kind place like this, so I thank you for your kindness, and willingness to help me." He said carefully kneeling in front of Maskin to keep him still. "I hope this attack against Mutants stops soon, I am unsure how many are living in fear, but from the sounds of it alot are." Viktor suddenly paused as another memory came flooding back, his eyes went wide as he slowly stood up looking down at his arm. "I…I need tin foil." He whispered shakenly. "It will jam the signal, I need to wrap it around my arm. That way you all are safe, if we don't we won't be safe. They will come for you both as well please." He whispered, looking very fearful. What he had done had hurt them, he had gotten them in danger. He needed to stop it. But how? @Blue Hound

Right before the three of them entered the bathroom, Terra had managed to slip into the guest room to nab a pad of notepaper and a pen so Viktor was able to jot down the number. She had just gotten her gloves covered in dye when Viktor tried to hand her the paper. Being unable to take it, she simply gestures to him to place it on the sink counter. Once she had finished her work on both of them, she threw the gloves in the small wastebasket between the toilet and sink. “I hate to be the Debby Downer, but this dye will only last up to six to eight weeks depending on how frequently you wash your hair. Depending on how quickly you’re able to get to your friend’s place, it may or may not last.” She informed with an apologetic look. .

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The elderly lady gave the young father a soft smile after hearing his words, “I’d gladly do it again.” Morrue didn’t show much of a response aside from a simple nod before presenting the phone to Terra. She took it and picked up the slip of paper Viktor wrote on with a thoughtful expression, debating if she should be the one to call or not. If Viktor was wrong and his friend no longer correlated with this number, anyone on that other end could be an enemy for him. Yes, her thoughts might be a bit overthinking, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. She dialed the number and placed the phone up against her ear once the noise indicated it was ringing. While she waited for someone to pick up, she gestured something to Morrue, who gave a nod and left the doorway she was standing beside. If anyone picked up, she’d ask if there was someone named Fredrick she could speak to. If the person who picked up wasn’t the man she requested, she’d ask if there was anyone there who could tell her how to reach him. If the man picked up, she’d simply give the phone to Viktor so he could speak to him directly. While the two other adults were busy with the phone, Morrue started scrounging through the kitchen pantry and cabinets, grabbing nonperishable foods such as trail mix, dried fruits, nuts, jerky, canned tuna, single-serve applesauce cups and fruit, pudding cups, and a few other things which she placed on the table. @Ken

Viktor gave a panicked look. "I have to keep dying it!?!, how do people do this ?" He asked giving a small whine, causing his son to laugh. "Oh you keep laughing buddy, when you go and dye your hair blue, then cry to me about hoe expensive it is I will be the one laughing at you!" He huffed making Maskin laugh more. No matter how much stress Viktor was under, just being able to see and hear his son laugh made everything feel right and safe. He gently let his son, hold his face, focusing all his strength into not using his abilities as they gently rubbed noses together. Just having a father son moment. "Okay, your right I won't laugh at you, I'd help you out, and gladly do your hair." He promised gently kissing his cheek. Viktor looked up at Terra, hoping his friend would pick up the phone, he desperately wanted his memory to be correct, but he had a feeling it may not be. Slowly looking back to his son, he gave a small sad smile, trying to show he wasnt worried about anything, even if he was. On the phone a man with a deep Scottish voice picked up. "Hello? If this is another call from the school, no I do not want girl scout cookies! Ans if this is Mary no you may not ask lorcan to the dance he is grounded" the voice called sounding incredible frustrated but paused when she asked for Fredrick. "Depends, what do you want?" He sounding very hesitant and anxious at the same time. @Blue Hound

When Terra was waiting for someone to pick up the phone, she couldn’t help but chuckle at Viktor’s shocking complaint once hearing about needing to continuously dye his hair. From outside the room, they could even hear Morrue’s faint chuckle. When Maskin and he started chatting to one another, the elderly woman’s chuckle shifted to a fond smile. “You’re a good dad.” She commented to Viktor once he turned his attention toward her. Once she heard someone pick up the phone, her expression shifted slightly to a more serious manner. She opened her mouth to speak, but due to the sudden onslaught of banter, she wasn’t able to say anything until the Scottish man asked her what she wanted. Her brow knitted with uncertainty as he glanced over at the young man. She didn’t want to blatantly say that Viktor was with her in case this man on the phone wasn’t safe. “I have someone here who’d like to speak with him… they said the two of them are friends.” Morrue returned by the bathroom doorway after packing food for Viktor and Maskin's departure. While she was scrounging around, she remembered to find the foil the lad was asking for, so she had it on hand. Terra noticed her at the doorway and shuffled further into the bathroom, giving the three of them space. Taking the hint, the shapeshifter made her way over to Viktor and asked in a hushed voice, “we didn’t have tin foil but I think aluminum should do. If not, I do have an alternative, but that would require me ta touch ya in order ta place the spell.” @Ken

Viktor looked at Terra confused, watching her shuffle out of the bathroom. Looking at Morrue, listening to her talking about the steps they needed to do. Giving a small nod, he slowly moved the sleeve of his arm up taking a deep breath. "If I focus enough I will not be able to take any trauma from you, and if I do, it will only be a little barely noticeable." He replied, closing his eyes to focus. After a few moments he gave a small nod, showing it was safe for Morrue to touch him. He stayed as still as he possibly could, focusing on not allowing the energy to get to that part of his body. "Did you do it?" He'd asked, squeezing his eyes tighter, looking very anxious. The man on the phone paused, it took a moment before he said in a quiet voice. "White hair, little companion?" If Terra answered yes, the Scott would put the phone down, there was a light beeping sound before a long motion beep. It went on for a good ten seconds before the man picked the phone again. "Alright, I have our phone calls untraceable, as well as monitored so if someone did get ahold of it all they'd here is scrambled numbers and static. "You have Viktor? I've been searching for him since the attack, I know now he can't be in the best mental or physical state. I can be there with you within the next day or so, I can come pick him up." He said walking into his living room turning off the TV. The protest of his oldest was heard, but he hushed him and went back to talking. "How Maskin? Are they hurt? I bet the little one is terrified , I couldn't imagine." He said in a worried tone. @Blue Hound

Hearing Viktor's explanation about being able to suppress his ability, Morrue quickly got to work once getting green-lit. She made no hesitation in swiping her talon-like fingernail across the tip of her left pointer finger. The small cut immediately started to bleed. Right as she made contact with the lad's skin she was able to feel something change, but as he said, the feeling was barely noticeable. Brushing that minute sensation away, She expertly drew something over the scar on his bicep. "trotsdi. eviecde. elbasdi. selo et d'fe. rewopreov." She murmured as she faintly swiped her thumb across the completed sigil. The bright red color of fresh blood shifted to the shade of near black. Despite having the spell in place, Morrue tore off a piece of aluminum and wrapped it around that section of Viktor's arm just to be safe and to help protect the symbol from getting disturbed. In the end, this process took at max five minutes. "Tha’ should hold ya frr a bit." She informed as she took a step back, signaling that she was done. Once confirmed that she had Viktor and Maskin, Terra patiently waited for the man, who she presumed to be Fredrick, to complete whatever thing he was doing. She was relieved that this man was able to help them and genuinely seemed to care about the two. As Fredrick got back to her, she informed him that she was also using an untraceable phone. It never hurt to reassure the man that she also came prepared for situations like these. . (edited)

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"Attack? Are you talking about what happened to him in New York?" She asked quietly. She was able to hear Morrue begin her chant for the spell and she didn't want to disrupt her casting. Hearing the man's offer of him coming to get them made her hesitate slightly, but once hearing that he could arrive in just a day or two eased her worry about him not having enough time to get to them. "You coming here to get them can be arranged." She informed, returning to her normal volume. "Maskin is doing well from my observation. He doesn't seem to be hurt thankfully." She answered, "I need to warn you though that the people after him might be approaching. They are about a week's out from my location. I have allies amongst us who might be able to remove a tracker that Viktor has on him before you arrive."

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Viktor gave a softly groan, as he suddenly stiffened, his eyes opened and went wide as they made contact. He went into a trance like state, staying very still. During the entire process he just stared ahead, allowing Morrue do as she needed, to ensure they would be safe. In the middle of her working , he'd mutter something so quietly, that it was inaudible. Whatever it was it didn't seek important, because he continued to look forward a bruise would begin to form on his cheek, as well as a black eye. If Morrue, ever had a memory that gave her those types of injuries, Viktor has now taken them, ans had replaced them with a happier one, not meaning to have done it. Once Morrue let him go, and said she had finished, Viktor snapped put of the trance. He slowly moved his head to his hand as he looked more exhausted then he had to begin with. "My head." He whispered slowly looking over towards the other. "Thank you, are you okay? Y-you held on for a long while that...no one's actually touched my that long are you...and i?" He suddenly frowned , as he looked around. Using his abilities in a highs tress situation back to back took a total. He looked very confused at his son, rubbing the back of his neck, as he tried to gather as much information as he could. "I think I'm dreaming, he had beautiful white hair....why is it blonde?" He asked picking his son up, wincing at the slight pain he felt in his arm, and the pain in his face. "Ouch." He whispered looking at madkin, who quickly said 'Papa, sleep.' "Yeah, yeah a nap may help, I think." He replied with a frown. Fredrick hummed. "Yeah, I've been getting calls left and right, trying to figure out what is happening. S.H.I.E.L.D has been compromised and the people who have taken over is trying to round up all Mutants, to use them to make sure they will succeed in their world domination.' He said sounding frustrated and angry about it. "A week away? Alright give me some time and I'll be there tonight, if you could ga

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ther any information you can spare I would appreciate that, I want to make sure I can help keep him, and anyone else safe." He promised walking around his house, getting bags ready for them to leave. "Perfect, the sooner that tracker is out, and deactivated the better. Oh! Before I forget so not touch Viktor. Is he's not slept, ans is overly exhausted he will not be able to use his normal meditation to block his abilities, I'm afraid he is one more mindwipe away from forgetting his son, but since hw is overlt exhausted his abilities will start taking hige memories, that will give him those injuries, as well as completely replace and ulter that memory for the other person. please I am begging you, don't allow that to happen." He sounded desperate, he definitely was worried for Viktor and the people around him. "I'll be there soon, please be careful and safe, thank you for protecting my friend." @Blue Hound

Noticing the newly sprouted bruise and black eye, Morrue’s eyes widened with shock and worry. “I’m fine, it’s ya who I should be worried bout.” She stated. Unlike her previous cold appearance with him, her current tone of voice showed nothing but concern. Guilt was swirling within her dark brown and amber eyes as she watched him with a slight frown. The lass had questions. A lot of questions. The first one is how he got that bruise and a black eye. Is this part of his ability? Not only taking away people’s trauma but also making them physically form on him? Her eyes narrowed slightly as she tried to recall any events on how she could have gotten those wounds but quickly halted those thoughts, remembering that she wouldn’t remember how she got them even if she tried. Viktor had those memories now. She blinked a few times to clear her thoughts. Seeing Viktor’s current state, she didn’t want to cause any more stress for the man, so she held her tongue in asking what and why that happened. “His hair is blond cause Terra dyed it. Yars is brown.” The shapeshifter explained, “sorry bout the pain. In order for the spell ta not get messed up, it needs ta set as quickly as possible. The pain ya feel is simply the aftermath of it heatin’ up ta dry.” She added after seeing him wince. With the suggestion of resting, Morrue signals the two to follow her. If they did, they’d be led to the guest room where they were allowed to sleep. . (edited)

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Hearing Fredrick’s words about people rounding up Mutants for their world domination caused Terra to chew on the bottom of her lip with unease. Have any of her friend’s been caught? Harmed? Tortured? Killed? She shook her head violently, riding those cursed images out of her head. To distract herself, she refocused on listening to what Fredrick had to say. Her mouth parted slightly in surprise, not expecting him to be able to arrive by tonight. That meant that they’d have to leave right away in order to reach him and come back in time for his arrival. She was just about to confirm that they’d be waiting when she caught sight of Morrue suddenly exiting the bathroom and waiting outside the guest bedroom door. Concern immediately welled within her as she saw the young woman’s uneasy expression. If Morrue placed the foil around his arm, that’d mean she’d have to touch him. By the looks of it, something went south… She could feel her heart skyrocket with fear as she prepared to inform Viktor’s friend about what might have happened. She prayed that he wouldn’t be furious about their mistake. Sensing that he was about to hang up, she spoke up before he ended the call. “To ensure that the tracker was compromised before being able to remove it later today, a colleague of mine had to touch him. I fear that something went astray and that his ability has been activated by mistake.” She was unable to hide the guilt, fear, and concern in her voice despite trying to sound professional. @Ken

Viktor gave her a confused look, as he looked in the mirror at his reflection. “Well will you look at that, my hair is brown.” he said, looking amazed as he ran his fingers through his soft hair. He couldn't help but marvel at his looks, he had never imagined he'd have any other color then his normal white, even if he couldn't remember why he had to dye it, he felt like it was for a good reason. He didn't seem to notice the bruise on his eyes, seeming that it was a natural thing that happens all the time. "Well, whoever Terra is, she did a fantastic job, I don't even look the same." He said, turning to face Morrue. He looked at his arm giving a small nod. "Ah yes that makes more sense. I was afraid I had accidentally broken my arm again, or fell to cause me to need stitches. That wouldn't have been the first time that had happened." He admitted, following her towards the guest room. Once inside the room, Viktor gave the other a smile. "Thank you, I promise I will be up in a few, I don't want to waste your time." He promised,carefully laying his son down on the bed. He waited for Morrue to close the door before he laid down as well. Looking up at the ceiling, he closed his eyes. Trying to process the new trauma that was given to him, allowing his body to finally drift off into nothingness, allowing his body to finally catch up on rest, so he could heal and be more aware of his surroundings. When Terra spoke about what had happened, he cursed not meaning to be as loud as he did, but the sounds of his kids gasping yelling ’That’s a dollar dad!’ with a quick snap of his fingers the boys went off giggling as he grumbled digging into his wallet. “Okay, that is a minor setback.but please do not feel guilty! It was an accident, and you were trying to help him. His mutation is not one he can control under these circumstances.” he replied in a calm cool tone, making sure Terra knew it wasn't her fault if his abilities had activated. “Now the most important thing is to

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keep an eye on him, who knows what trauma his body has taken over, he once accidentally took his own son's medical trama, and ended up having to have open heart surgery as well. His abilities are dangerous, yes, but the most important thing for you to know, that he as a person is not, you will not be harmed by his abilities. The curse of his abilities is that only he can be, the worst that can happen to you, is that trauma’s will be erased, as if it had never happened.” he said, carefully loading the suitcases into the car, before putting his little in the car.a quiet. ’Papa, I wanna watch Mickey mouse.’ was heard from the other end. Frederick sighed, getting a tablet out, getting the requested movie set up. “I wish the world a better place, Mrs Terra, especially for my boys. Lorcians abilities have just manifested, and I know for a fact my baby has a very powerful one that will appear one of these days. Why do they fear us? I will never know, but all I can do is thank you for keeping my friend safe in a time of need.”he said softly, as he got into his car, beginning to make his way to the address Terra sent him. “I will try my best to be there by nightfall. Please be safe, is there any place safe for the night me and the boys can stay? That way i can get them to bed, and i can help do whatever is needed, give you more information to help keep you all safe.” he promised, driving the backroads, so he could go a bit faster then he probably should be going. @Blue Hound

Hearing how Viktor wasn’t able to remember Terra at that moment caused a twinge of sympathy to flicker across the shapeshifter’s mind. Being unable to remember if there was someone you could trust or not while in a vulnerable state of mind seemed terrifying. She couldn’t fathom being unable to remember her life and friends on a daily basis. Despite getting lost in her thoughts for a moment, Morrue kept her expression neutral. She hummed to his comment about breaking his arm. “Aye. Broken bones are no joke, especially frr travelers like yarself.” She stated as they made their way to the bedroom. When she was out on her own before finding Terra’s cabin, she injured herself plenty of times while traversing the country. It was downright miserable trying to heal a broken bone while constantly on the move. “Take all the time ya need frr rest. We’ll wake ya if anythin’ happens.” With those words said, she closed the door with a click. With him now out of the way, it was time to address the next big thing as she made her way toward Terra. Despite hearing Fredrick reassure her that it wasn’t her fault in causing Viktor’s ability to activate, Terra still felt guilty. Especially after catching the newly sprouted bruise and black eye on his face as he followed Morrue to the guest bedroom. She mentally scolded herself for being so careless and irresponsible. She’s had mutants with similar enough abilities to Viktor’s that she should have realized that the approach to the aluminum and using the necromancer’s spell was a bad idea. .

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As she continued to listen to the man, she subconsciously nodded in agreement when he told her that Viktor wasn’t a dangerous man. She knew that fact the moment his son was back in his arms earlier that morning. Being able to prevent any more accidental slip-ups pertaining to his powers shouldn’t be too hard now that he was off his pursuer’s radar. Her fretting about blaming herself for Viktor’s injuries briefly got pushed to the side as she heard the faint voice of a child in the background. A soft chuckle left her as a soft smile played across her lips. It reminded her of the time when her boys were little and demanded things. “I agree, Mr. Fredrick. I wish the world a better place for all.” Terra noticed Morrue waiting in the hallway and signaled her to wait despite already knowing she would. “Yes. My cabin is available for you to stay in, though you will have to walk some distance on foot to reach it. The road leading up to the cabin stops halfway to the house. The house is a small thing though, so it might be a bit crowded with all of us here. If that doesn’t bother you or your son, my doors are open. If you prefer your own space though, the closest available cabin is a couple of miles from mine. I’ll take care of the reservations and give you directions for that.” .

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Once finalizing where Fredrick decided to stay and both had hung up, Terra’s attention returned to the younger lass. “Viktor is too exhausted ta be able ta make it ta Benson’s. He mus’ve lost control when I was securin’ the foil ta his arm.” She informed with an apologetic expression. Terra waved her off and reassured her that it wasn’t anybody’s fault and things just slip up sometimes. With their original plan to have Morrue take the two guests to Benson’s now scrapped, they decided to have the young lass make the trek alone. The fact that she could fly and be able to carry everyone on her back made her the best candidate for this trip due to the limited time they had. After Morrue departed. Depending on if Fredrick chose to stay at her place, she started to rearrange the living room to accommodate a place to sleep for two extra people. If he chose to get his own place, she started the arrangement of having the cabin prepared via contact with the park’s cabin managers. This was a perk she had due to being a former employee. @Ken

"Definitely fine by me, I don't mind the hike amd we dont mind the crowd, I shall see you then. Thank you again Mrs Terrs for keeping him safe. Viktor is like a brother to me. When I left S.H.I.E.L.D he tried his best to keep contact with me and from that day I have not seen him as any less. So I thank you for caring for my brother." He said with a kind smile. Once Fredrick had hung up the phone, he had to take a moment to breathe, and remind himself that everything eill be okay, it was becoming harder and harder to keep himself in a positive and uplifting mood, because if he wasn't in those he would devolve into a dark hole of stress and depression. And once he went into that hole it truely was hard to get out of it, expecally more when his kids followed him in his mental state. So not only for them and Viktor, he needed to keep himself in check, but also keep himself aware of his surroundings as to keep himself and everyone around him safe. Shaking his head, he sighed softly. He didn't have time to worry right now, he needed to Quickly get to Terra's Cabin. He knew he would most likely need to track the woods in the pitch black, but that would be completely fine with him, as long as he got to the cabin in a timely matter, before those who were tracking Viktor then he would do anything. Fredrick made it to the Cabin around 1 in the morning, he had never driven so fast in his life, he was just glad the officers and highway patrol hadn't caught him driving so fast and recklessly. He wasn't going to lie, the drive was sort of peaceful, apart from his 3 year old throwing a tantrum when the tablet died, fighting between the two kids because one didn't want to watch what the other was watching, and the sobs of a over tired and hungry teenager. He's almost say it was the best roast trip the three had taken....almost. Parking his car deep in the woods, he carefully got his eldest son to onto his back, while he cradled his youngest in his arms, once he was sure

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he had everything he made his way through the woods, he didn't have a flashlight, he trusted himself to navigate the woods in the dark, making his way towards the cabin. Fredrick had to admit, walking in the pitch black, listening to the animals was kinds peaceful. The owls hooting, the crickets chirping, it reminded him of his days on the field, when he'd have to camp out in the wilderness with the squad. Shaking the memories away, so he could keep moving. Again he did not have time to stop and think of thr past, he needed to keep going, and think of things other then his mission. He needed to get to the Cabin, to Viktor, to get them to safety. He could only hope the man still have his memories of him, he wasn't sure what he would do if Viktor didn't remeber him, obviously he'd be supportive and help him, but he wasn't sure how the others would react to his memory being wiped. It was terrifying at first, but he knew it couldn't be helped he would just help support them all. After another 40 minutes of stumbling around the forest, he finally came face to face with said Cabin, his shoulders fell with relief as he walked up to the front door, carefully raising his hand to knock on the door, he waited for someone to awnser the door and let them in. If Terra awnsered the door and let him in, Fredrick would give a tired smile as he woukd step into the cabin. "Many thanks Mrs Terra, the hike was long and amazing at the same time. Reminded me of my basic training days." He chuckled, looking around as he took I the sighed of the cabin, he loved how cozy it was, reminding him of his own cottage back in the smokey mountains. But one thing struck him as odd, he saw little Maskin fast asleep on the sofa, but there was no Viktor in sight. It broke his heart, relizing that Viktor may have just slept the whole day away. "He really is in bad shape isn't he?" He asked, carefully setting his kids down on the sofa so he coukd give Terra his full attention.

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"Alright, what is our next steps? What plans do you have that I can help. If you need to know my mutation I am willing to share. If you need to know my eldest I will also be more then happy to share his abilities. But I do ask that he not be used in the plans. He is very sensitive with his abilities and still is learning how to control them." He replied softly looking at Terra. If she said yes she wanted to know what their abilities were, Fredrick nodded and took a deep breath. "I have incredible strength. I am able to life a hundred times my own body weight. I was able to save people from a collapsing bustling by holding the roof, we were there for a few hours while we waited for police and firemen to save us. I also had to lift a semi truck off of a car after a terrible accident." He explained softly. "The only downside of my ability is I can only lift for so long, before I become extremely exhausted and in some cases faint. And when that happens it becomes hard for me to gain my strength back." He sighed heavily as he shook his head, he seemed a bit annoyed by the fact he wasn't invincible. "The longest I have been without mt strength was a week, I'm not sure why or how that happened, but it did and I am not willing to allow that to happen again. So I take care of myself, and keep my self in check, as to not sure myself or others around me." Carefully moving towards his eldest placing a hand on his head, he began to speak. " this is Lorcan, he is able to heal any external injuries, he's working on trying to mend bones. But he isn't yet strong enough. If he over uses his abilities the becomes very weak and I'll. He tends to get horrible mingranes to the point he is forced to stay in bed with a cloth over his head to block out his senses. I'm not sure if it is because be isn't trained, but I'm leaning towards it being about of his abilities?" He explained turning back to Terra. Waiting for her to reply. He hoped they were enough to help against hydra, an

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d those who wish harm against them. "I am at your service, please tell me what I need to do, and I will do it." @Blue Hound

It wasn’t long after Terra rearranged her living room. She had moved the couch further away from the fireplace to make room for the two individual blowup mattresses that she owned for occasions just like this one. She decided to hold off on blowing them up just yet. She didn’t want to accidentally wake Viktor and Maskin up from their slumber. Before she knew it, it was the evening. Unsure of how long the two would sleep, she decided to cook up a simple spaghetti dish with garlic bread. When she finished cooking and noticed that her guests were still asleep, she covered the food with a lid and dug through one of her binders that was in a cupboard once serving herself. She flipped around till she found what she was looking for. She placed the binder down and lightly tapped the dish that contained the spaghetti and bread, muttering an incantation under her breath. It was a spell that a guest that she had housed a year or two ago told her about. It allowed her to keep food at the same temperature it was at once the spell was cast as long as it had some sort of cover over it. Once the cover was removed, the spell would be broken. Once that was done, she finished her food and cleaned up the used dishes, mind wandering with no particular thought. Now onto the thing she was slightly worried about. Blowing up the mattresses. If only Luka was here… she mused to herself as she attached the motorized air pump. She was worried that the noise would wake the two up. It seemed like it took hours until both mattresses were blown up despite it only taking 15 minutes or so. .

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Terra nearly leaped out of her skin when she glanced up and saw Maskin standing right at the entrance of the hallway. “I’m sorry sweety, did I wake you?” She asked with a guilty look. When he responded that she didn’t, she gave him a slight smile of relief. “Would you like to help me get these ready for your friends?” It didn’t take long at all to prepare the mattresses with the help of the little boy. When they finished and he had requested to sleep out on the couch, she kindly allowed him to do so and even wrapped him in a blanket once he got settled. After a bit of time had passed and Maskin was once again fast asleep, Terra was struggling to stay away as well. She wanted to be up when Fredrick arrived, not wanting to keep him waiting for long. It wasn’t too far after midnight when a knock at the door jerked her awake from her light dosing. She rose with a stretch and went over to the door. Even though she knew who it was, she checked the peephole just in case. Seeing the man and the two kids with him, she assumed that it was Fredrick, so she opened the door and let him in. She greeted him with a smile, though once he asked about Viktor, her face slipped into one of sadness. She nodded her head. “He passed out from exhaustion when I found him at my door.” She said solemnly. .

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“My colleagues should be returning any moment from now with hopefully people who can help remove the tracker. I’ve known a few folks who preferred not to share their abilities, so that is all up to you.” She answered politely. Once Fredrick explained him and his son’s ability, Terra went ahead and informed him about hers with a light-hearted shrug, emphasizing that she didn’t find her powers as remarkable as theirs. “What you did in saving those people was very brave of you. There’s no need to think lowly of yourself dear and I support you in protecting yourself and your family. It is very important. You’re doing the right thing” She told Fredrick with genuine truth to her words. Her head tilted slightly once he mentioned Lorance’s ability. “One of the people who are hopefully able to come here tonight also can heal. Maybe she could help give some more insight on why he has powerful side effects.” Not long after she finished her words, there was a rhythmic tap of the back door before it opened. “Tayk tar Morrue.” The shifter called out before swiftly making her way to the living room. There were two other sets of footsteps following her own. A second later Morrue was in the room along with two other males. Both appeared to be young adults. The younger one, a Caucasian with dirty blond hair and steel blue eyes, gave Terra a brief wave. The older one, an Asian with dark brown hair and eyes, gave the lass a nod in greeting. Tucked under his arm was what appeared to be a small whiteboard. Bringing her attention back toward her new guests, she introduced everyone before giving the newly arrived group a questioning glance. “We got some news,” Morrue answered simply. @Ken

Fredrick gave a small smile as he listened to Terra as she talked, he chuckled as he nodded. “I would appreciate the help! I truly could use the help but maybe when our kind isn't in danger." He replied, carefully pulling the blankets over the kids sighing softly as he ran a hand through his hair. "Yes the side effects are hard to handle, I'm not sure what to do, other than get him laid down and in a quiet area, so the extra help and advice would be taken to heart." He hummed softly as he looked back to Terra, listening to her explain her abilities, he smiled. "Your Abilities gives me a great sense of relief, in times of panic Viktor has a hard time understanding English. And I only know so much Russian, so knowing another is able to communicate is amazing. Plus it helps that I don't have to rely on a four year old now, so that helps in knowing what he needs." He teased winning slightly, as he walked over to Terra. As he listened to her talk about him saving the people, he just gave her a smile. "I rather not get a big head about it Ma'am, I did what anyone would do in those situations, but thank you for being so kind." He replied softly, watching the kids with a found smile. He was reminded of the many nights Viktor would stay at his cottage during the summer, he'd walk into the living room seeing his eldest asleep on the sofa. Viktor would be asleep on the other side while the two Littles slept soundly in the playpen in the living room. Those nights were the ones he looked forward to, it was like having a little brother come home from college for a visit . If they weren't in immediate danger, Fredrick might have Joked about it and pretended it was one of those summer nights he missed so much, but they had far too much to do. Fredrick opened his mouth to say something but stopped when the three new people came into the Cabin, he stood up straight making sure he was prepared if he had to defend himself. But relaxed when Terra seemed to know who the people were.

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Giving them a small nod of greeting he looked at them with a confused look when Morrue said they had some good news, he raised an eyebrow becoming a but more curious when the three came into view, he wanted to ask them all questions about what type of news they has received, but he was unsure if it related to the situation at and so he stayed silent. Tensing slightly he heard a noise behind him, turning around ready to defend if needed to protect them all. He slowly relaxed when he saw Viktor standing there, looking Dazed and confused. He almost didn't recognize the other, because of his hair. He sighed softly, giving the other a small smile as he took a step towards the other, but frowned when he flinched back, holding his hands up to stop him from moving closer. "Hey Vik, have a nice nap? He asked softly, taking a step back. Viktor looked around with the safest and confused look. He hugged himself as tightly as he could. "My baby, he's gone, did he not make it? Is he with Natalie?" He spoke his native tongue, looking at Fredrick with the saddest look. It seemed his rest allowed his body to figure out how much memory would be taken from him, and to Fredricks sadness it was a lot, almost four years worth. Fredrick carefully picked Maskin up with the blanket wrapped around the boy as he slowly moved towards Viktor. "No, he's here buddy see baby Maskin isn't so little huh?" He asked gently ignoring the people in the room, his main concern was Viktor. Once Viktor took Maskin in his arms it was almost instinct, he was bouncing and rocking the boy in his arms. "Maskin is safe, he's just sleeping, we need to get your memories back huh?" He asked carefully, leading him to sit down so he could hold him better. Viktor nodded looking up at Terra, he looked at her as if he had recognized her, but still was unsure about who she was.but he had a sense of comfort when he looked at her. but he had a sense of comfort when he looked at her, which meant she was safe to trust.

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Terra couldn’t help but crack a small smile as she imagined Maskin trying to translate complex sentences between Viktor and Fredrick. Her amusement shifted to one of fond understanding as he mentioned how he simply did what anyone else would have done during a situation like that. Sounds like one of my boys… She thought with a small spark of sadness. Her split second moment of grief went unnoticed though once Morrue entered the room with Luka and Nick in tow. The older woman narrowed her eyes with skepticism once the young lass mentioned ‘some news’. “Hopefully it’s good?” She pressed. When she saw everyone’s eyes suddenly shift to anything but her, she couldn’t help but sigh and frown with newfound concern. Before she could speak, the sound of the guest bedroom caught her attention along with everyone else. Terra gave Viktor a warm smile as he blearily exited the room. Her smile shifted into one of pity when she watched Fredrick’s attempt to approach and the young man’s retreat. It saddened her even more when it appeared that more of his memory had disappeared. .

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Once Viktor had settled on the couch and Fredrick mentioned about getting his memories back, she knitted her brow in confused wonder. “Is there actually a way for him to get his memories back?” She asked Fredrick. She’s never come across anyone who’s able to reverse the effects of other mutant’s powers. There have been one or two with the ability to temporarily take away one’s power though. Would something like that help him? When Viktor glanced up at her, she gave him a kind and reassuring smile. She hid it well, but seeing the somewhat calculating glint in his eye made guilt gnaw into her. She blamed herself for his memory becoming this scarce. “Is your plan to get his memories back through the Night Owls?” Luka piped up suddenly, unaware of the grave aura around the room. He quieted down with two harsh glares from his brother and Morrue.

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Fredrick raised an eyebrow watching the three in front of him. Before he gave Terra his full attention again. "Yes, but it takes time. Mainly rest helps and allows him to be with his son. But we don't have time for him to naturally get them back so I will more than likely have to give him a long speech about what has happened so far and what he's forgetting. And if it freaks him out, well I'll deal with that later." He explained to Terra, watching the man in question snuggle his son, and make sure he was okay. But he looked towards the person who suggested night owls, he had never heard of such a thing. That caused him to have a stern look. "We are not putting him in more danger than he already is. " Viktor on the other hand looked at them with a confused and curious look. He held his son close, gently patting his back as he looked at Terra with wide eyes. He didn't look at anyone else, he just looked at her, as if sensing she was someone who could be trusted. "Ma'am, I'm okay, I don't want to cause anyone more trouble than I already have. " He told her in his native tongue, watching them all. He wasn't sure what was happening, or why everyone was looking as if they were all in a panic. He winced when Fredrick gently touched his face, examining the back eye. "Sorry, I think I got into another fight with someone at the orphanage again." Fredrick frowned "kiddo yout not in the orphanage anymore. You grew out of it." He whispered carefully, kneeling in front of him. "You have a house and a job, and look, you have your son, did you have him when you were at the orphanage ?" He asked softly, placing his hand on Viktors shoulder. Watching Viktor slowly start to regain some of his memories, agreeing that he did not have his son during his time in the orphanage. "See, you are a bit of a troubled kid, but these nice people have been so kind as to help us. But for right now you need to sit back and relax, we are going to have to touch you again, so i'll have to put you t

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o sleep so you don't get hurt again yeah?” he said softly. Viktor gave a startled look, looking over to Terra with wide frightened eyes, he didn't know what to do, his eyes welled with tears as he whimpered. "No, I don't think that will be okay, I will leave". Fredrick noticed the look and carefully turned to Terra. "Me may think of you as a safe place. Can you sit beside him for a moment while I try to get him to sleep?" He asked quietly. Placing a hand on Viktors chest keeps him from getting up. "If he sees you are calm and okay, it will go a lot smoother for all of us. Just distract him, talk or tell a story something please." He said almost in a begging tone, he could tell Viktor was starting to get anxious and upset, so maybe if he saw that Terra was there, and she could keep him calm, he himself would finally calm down. If Terra did sit down in front of him, Viktor would look at her sadly. “I do not want to be put to sleep again, people do it to me all the time, please don't let them do this to me again.” he whispered to her. He felt so small and vulnerable, he didn't know what was happening. In his mind he was being punished for his abilities, for not being able to control them. In his mind, Terra was the only one safe, she could save him. “Help me please.” @Blue Hound

Terra nodded her head in understanding to Fredrick's explanation, also watching the young father and son. “No no, Night Owls are good guys! They’ve got a whole organization that helps mutants like us!” Luka explained with flailing arms and a spark of admiration in his eyes. It was quite clear that he held great respect for them. “Don’t worry, hon. You’re completely fine.” Terra said in Russian, reassuring Viktor with a warm smile as he apologized to her for causing trouble. When Fredrick and Viktor spoke about the latter being in the orphanage, a pang of sadness briefly flashed through her, but once she heard that he was able to get a house, job, and child; that sadness turned to relief. When Viktor gave her a look of fear at being put under, she splayed her hands out in front of her to signal that everything was alright. Once hearing Fredrick’s advice, she walked over and sat beside him with a comforting soft smile. “It’s going to be alright, Viktor. This will help you. I promise. You’re surrounded by good people who aren’t afraid to fight for you if things go astray.” She wanted to make that clear to him that they will protect him no matter what. “Would you like my friends here to tell you what they’re able to do?” She asked, hoping that if he heard her speaking in his native tongue, it’d help ease his nerves along with knowing what everyone was capable of.

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Viktor looked at Terra with a small nod, listening to her calm words, he seemed to relax a bit more when he relized she was able to speak in his native tongue. Slowly looking up the others Terra motioned too, he was nervous to be around them, but I'd she trusted them, that would mean they were safe right? Slowly leaning back into the sofa he nodded. "Okay, I would like that Mrs Terra, thank you. I don't want to accidentally hurt them." He whispered. Fredrick took a deep breath. "I'm sorry for being loud at you, Viktor is like a brother to me, and knowing he hasn't been safe breaks my heart alot." He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck, sighing sadly. "But if Terra truly trusts you, then I have no reason not too." @Blue Hound

Hearing Fredrick’s words, Luka was practically shaking with excitement, though he was considerate enough to remember his manners. “There’s no need to apologize! I’d do the same thing for Nick!” He chirped with a large smile. “You’re very considerate, Viktor.” Terra praised before asking her friends to introduce themselves. “My name is Morrue. I can transform into a rat, an owl, or a mix of both. In addition to this, I am also a necromancer and can cast spells and see the dead and such.” Morrue greeted with a nod before shifting into her owl and rat form to show to Fredrick and Viktor. In her rat form, her heterochromia remained present. She was a bit larger than the typical rat. She sprouted two tufts of feathers near her head, similar to a great horned owl. Along with that, there was a trailing edge of feathers on the outer parts of her arms. On the center of her upper back, there was an obvious patch of feathers. Asides from that, the plumage and fur across her body were equally distributed throughout her pelt. Due to the great horned owl and Norway rat having similar colored pelt and plumage, it was hard to distinguish the combined feathers and fur. In her owl form, her heterochromia remained the same. She was a bit smaller than the typical owl. Emerging from the alula on both wings it appeared to be either the thumb or finger of a rat’s hand. Excluding the obvious patch of fur on the center of her upper back, the fur and feathers were also equally distributed. Like her rat form, it was hard to distinguish the combined feathers and fur across her body. Her wing and tail feathers remain that of a typical owl. After showing them, she returned to her human form and Luka spoke up. “Hi! I’m Lukas, but everyone calls me Luka! I can manipulate the main five senses along with the vestibular sense, the thing that keeps your balance! My power can only work on living things and can only be activated if I’m either touching the targeted living or if I’m holding a

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personal belonging of theirs. So far I can manipulate two senses at once, but I’m still trying to get a hang on the third. Oh! I can also weaken, strengthen, or turn off the senses too!” As Luka spoke, it seemed as if he was talking a mile a minute. Alongside that, he was flailing his arms around animatedly while he spoke. When it was Nick’s turn to introduce himself, he wrote on his whiteboard with a dry-erase marker that he got from his pocket. -Hello! My name is Nick ^^ I can manipulate molecular density. In short, I can either ‘phase’ or ‘block’ things if I can touch them.- Just like Luka, Nick demonstrated his power by simply phasing his hand through the whiteboard. When he made a show of trying to phase his hand back through, it didn’t. @Ken

Viktor watched them in awe, he was glad they were all like him, ans that he would be able to feel safe. He gave a nod, as Fredrick translated for him. His eyes widened watching them all share their abilities and showcase them all, even his son was wide eyes with curiosity and excitement as he watched everyone. He looked a bit more relaxed as they all began to talk. Viktor slowly relaxed giving a small nod. "Have I done something bad?" He asked looking at them with a worried expression. He was afraid he was in some sort of trouble that he didn't remember. Fredrick shook his head. "No, trouble. They are here to help you, Mrs Terra and I trust them it's okay." He promised. Giving Viktor the peace knowing he could trust them. When Viktor nodded , Fredrick looked to the others and nodded giving them permission to do whatever. @Blue Hound

Hearing Viktor’s question and Fredrick’s reassuring answer, Morrue, Luka, and Nick all have nods of agreement. “We’re here to help try and get that chip out of you. Since Nick can phase through things, we’re hoping that he can simply pluck that tracker out of your arm without having to do any surgery and stuff. I’m here simply cause I’m his brother and we do everything together!” Luka informed with a wide smile. “That does lead ta the other problem.” Morrue added before turning to Terra, “Ben wasn’t there.” “He went out to get some firewood a couple of hours before Morrue came by. We tried searching for him, but we weren’t able to find anything. Reamer’s rat never came by either. We think that one got eaten.” Luka piped. @Ken

Viktor gave a small nod, listening to everyone talk. Holding onto his son as he shakenly, listened to Fredrick translate for him. He had a fearful look when he heard something got eaten. "A person was eaten?" He asked Terra, eyes wide with fear. He had no idea if someone had gotten eaten but he knew he did not like the sound of that. Fredrick quickly shook his head. "No one was eaten, they are concerned about something else. " He promised to signal for Viktor to take a deep breath. He looked at the people in front of him, giving them a soft nod as he looked at them. "I think Vik may be ready, please take care of him, I put my trust in your hands." Viktor slowly held his arm out for Nick to take, he looked a bit anxious , but ready for the tracker to be taken out, he closed his eyes taking a deep breath, preparing for what he assumed would cause him to feel pain. @Blue Hound

In addition to Fredrick’s reassurance, Terra added, “Reamer is a friend of Morrue’s. He has a similar mutation to hers, but instead of shapeshifting, he can separate his original form into multiple rats or one giant one. He’s kind of like an invisible scout. Nobody bats an eye if they see a rat roaming around here.” Hearing Fredrick and seeing Viktor hold out his arm, Nick quickly wrote on his board before showing them: -I’ve been informed through Morrue about where the general location of the tracker is, but due to not knowing exactly where it is, it will be somewhat difficult for me. Benson, the man that Morrue and Luka mentioned, can see through things, so he normally is the one guiding me on where to go. But due to him not being present, I will be going in blind.- Nick didn’t want to scare the two in any way, but he’d rather want them to be informed rather than not. If Viktor chose not to continue with the procedure, he’d stay where he was. If Viktor decided to continue with it, Nick would close the gap between the two and carefully phased his fingers into Viktor’s bicep. For Viktor, it’d have felt as if Nick simply tapped his arm and that was it, but visually, his fingers were through his arm. If anymore looked close enough, a faint but noticeable unfocused haze can be seen. Similar to the blur tool of most art programs. It only took a few seconds of careful maneuvering before Nick pulled his fingers out and revealed a small pill shaped device that was slightly larger than a microchip pinched between his thumb and pointer finger. @Ken

Viktors eyes widened as he watched Nick phased through his arm, eyes continued to stay wide watching as Nick tried to find the tracker. He was both horrified at the motion but also curious beyond belief, he had never met anyone with this type of ability. Frederick on the other hand had to walk away feeling a bit ill watching the procedure go on. “Why does this not hurt?” Viktor asked Terra. Trying to keep his arm as still as possible, watching as Nick finally pulled the tracker out of his arm. "Woah." Fredrick looked at the tracker and frowned. "That was in his arm? How the heck that's not shield slandered trackers." He said with a worried look, looking at Viktor. "Shield's are smaller and less bulky, Viktor, who put that in your arm?" He demanded, not meaning to sound as harsh as he did but he needed to get to the bottom of it. "Wait…what about Maskin? We need to make sure he doesn't have a tracker either." Viktor looked confused, he didn't know what Fredrick meant, but when he suggested Maskin may have a tracker he looked very panicked, carefully moving his son, trying to see if he did have a tracker. "I don't know Freddy, I can't remember but If maskin does please help him." He whispered in a shaky tone. Fredrick quickly stopped Viktor, having him take deep breaths. Once Viktor was calm, Fredrick looked at Nick and everyone. "Are you all able to check Maskin? I want to make sure he Isn't in harm's way and is safe, if he isn't we need to make sure the tracker is removed and he is safe. Please I will pay any amount of money you all desire, I want my family safe.' He said in a firm tone, he was terrified for his family, he wanted nothing more than to make sure his family was safe, he was willing to do and pay anything for that. “please.” Viktor looked at Terra with tears. "What if they are tracking Maskin? " He whispered to her. "Did I put my kid in harm's way again? I really didn't mean too you have to believe me Mrs Terra " He said tears rolling down his f

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ace, falling onto his son's hair. “I just wanted to make sure he was safe, what do I do now? I don't remember who put the chips in, c-could it be a completely different group of people?” he asked tensing when frederick picked up maskin so the others could help make sure that he didn't have a tracker and was safe. But Viktor had a sick feeling, knowing something wasn't right, but he didn't know what. @Blue Hound

Terra repeated the question to Luka, knowing that Nick couldn’t answer currently. Luka answered for both of them, “I’m not too sure how it works, but I think it’s because he’s manipulating both you and the tracker’s density.”. Terra translated the response back to Viktor right as Nick retracted his arm. A few beads of sweat had formed across his nose, a clear sign that the procedure took much of his focus. When the two started talking about someone else placing the tracker within his arm, worried looks were exchanged quickly between Terra, Morrue, and the brothers. When Viktor begged them to check Maskin, Nick gave an apologetic look and Luka sadly shook his head. “Since Ben isn’t here and we don’t know where the tracker is, we aren’t able to help… sorry…” “Don’t worry Viktor. I know you didn’t--” Terra was cut off by the sudden sound of frantic squeaking. Near the door were a couple of rats all going mad. If one listened hard enough, it seemed as if they were screaming Xoutarosa, xoutarosa. Both Terra and Morrue’s eyes widened in alarm. Before either one of them could speak, harsh banging sounded on the other side of the door. “Open up! This is S.H.I.E.L.D!” Terra’s alarmed face shifted to one that was strained determination. She signaled everyone to make their way to the back of the house before opening the door just enough for her to see who came knocking. “Hello?” @Ken

Viktor looked devastated when they told him they couldn't help his son, he slowly looked down at his sleeping son with wide sad eyes as he gently held him close, whispering apology after apology, he hadn't meant to put his son in danger, he just wanted to give him the best life he could give him. At the moment he felt like he had failed his son completely. Upon hearing the knocking Viktors heart sank into his stomach and he stopped breathing. Fredrick put a finger to his lips quickly following the others into the back room so they all could hide, he cursed as the door closed "my kids." He whispered, listening to Terra say hello. He looked at the ceiling willing his kids to stay asleep and not get them all in trouble. Standing in the door way of the cabin was Two shield agents, they looked around holding up theit badges as they walked in not waiting for an invitation. "Ma'am, we are here to do a sweep of houses in the area, yours is on our list." The man said, weapon out as they looked around. he raised an eyebrow seeing Lorcan and Ames asleep on the air mattress. "Grandkids?" He asked looking up as he heard a cry from the back room. Viktor panicked trying to calm maskin down, Fredrick made the decision to put him out of the room. "Go to Terra , call her nana." He whispered as Viktor tried to grab him, but Maskin was running to Terra in tears. @Blue Hound

Terra had to bite back a crude remark when the two agents barreled their way into her home without her consent. Any other day, she’d have given them an earful, but there were people here she needed to protect. She couldn’t risk putting them even further in danger because of her. Her heart practically leaped within her throat once she noticed that Fredrick’s children were still asleep on the couch. She opened her mouth to answer, but was stopped when she heard a cry from somewhere further within the house. As soon as she knew it, Maskin was by her side crying. It was like a switch, pure mother instincts. Terra immediately picked him up and started rubbing his back and slowly swayed in place as she tried to calm him. “Shh shh… It’s ok Maskin, it’s ok…” She softly reassured him. Wanting to stall the agents as much as possible, she shook her head in response to the agent’s question. “I’m sort of a foster parent.” She simply answered, knowing that telling a partial truth was better to cover up than a full lie. The second agent seemed surprised by this. He signaled his partner to stay with him instead of scoping out the house. “Wait… foster… Terra? Terra Fellel?” He asked in startled realization. @Ken

One of the agents raised an eyebrow as he watched Terra lift the child into her arms, watching as she tried to comfort the crying child. He had been courious as to where this new child had came from, but he dropped ehrn his partner signaled to stay put. Giving a soft hum he raised an eyebrow as he looked at Terra listening to his partners shock with a courious look. "A bit strange for your foster children to just be sleeping on the couch now isn't it?" He asked carefully lowering his weapon. Watching as Maskin slowly calmed down, wrapping his arms around Terra with wide tired eyes. The man couldn't help but sigh and look away walking towards the main window to look outside, letting his partner talk to Terra. Meanwhile in the backroom Viktor was panicking, what if they took Maskin? What if they found them? What if they hurt Terra!? He trembled in Fredricks hold not daring to make a sound. He hoped that everything would be okay, and hoped that they would be safe. Fredrick tightened his hold on Viktor making sure the other knew he was safe. He listened to the conversation happening outside of the door. He looked to the others confused when he heard the shock in the man's voice. "Does he know her?" He whispered to Morrue. Raising an eyebrow in confusion, they were either going to be safe, or in complete danger. @Blue Hound

Despite there being S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in her house and a literal hallway away from finding Viktor, Terra masked her fear phenomenally. She genuinely chuckled in amusement at the man’s question about the kids sleeping on the couch. It was such a silly thing to be skeptical about. “They were playing around before bedtime.” She gestured to Maskin with a tilt of her head, “I was trying to get this little one to bed, so I told them that as long as they didn’t make too much noise, they were allowed to play in the living room.” Her attention then shifted to the other agent when he spoke her name. Both stared at each other for a moment in pure silence before her eyes narrowed with skeptical realization. “Quincy…? Is that you, hon?” The agent, Quincy, was unable to suppress the joy that sounded at the edge of his voice when he confirmed it was him. ------ Morrue’s expression was set in a frown as she listened to what was happening outside the room. It was only when Terra and the agent confirmed who he was did her eyes light up with recognition. She nodded her head toward Fredrick's question and gestured for Nick to give her his whiteboard. Once she had the board and marker, she wrote her response and showed it to him. -Yes. At the time the two met, Quincy had recently ran away from an abusive family that he was living with. Terra nursed him back to health and gave him connections to help him further separate himself from his family. We caught wind a while later that he joined Hydra. Whatever you do, keep quiet.- @Ken

The other Agent watched Quincy with a frown, tilting his head to the side as he watched his partner become excited. “You know this lady Quin?” He asked standing up straight as he hummed. “Is she trust worthy?” He asked wanting to make sure he didn’t leave any stone unturned. But he also trusted his partners, even if he had no idea what he was going on about. He watched as Maskin finally relaxed in Terra’s arms going back to sleep while she talk, the man (let’s call him Ashton) raised an eyebrow, confused on how a kid could one moment be screaming and the next completely calm. As he looked away, he began to walk towards the door walking in his walkie talkie ‘all clear, nothing here move on.’ once he got confirmation the others were moving he looked back to Quincy allowing him to have time with Terra. ~~~ Fredrick gave a small nod tightening his hold on Viktor making sure his breathing was slow and even, that way Viktor would know that he was safe and okay. He looked at the others, making an assumption that this Quincy guy had a hearing mutation, mainly because of the push on staying quiet. Viktor closed his eyes taking a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in control, he didn’t want to accidentally hurt Fredrick while they were trying to remain hidden, but he was also terrified that terra would get hurt. What if their Quincy wasn’t having true intentions towards her? What if they were going to take terra and the kids into custody. He wasn’t sure, all he knew was in that moment, he needed to calm down and focus on being quiet and helping keep the others safe. @Blue Hound

Hearing his partner’s question, Quincy nodded his head with a grin. “Oh yeah. Terra helped me out way back in my teen years. If it weren’t for her, I’d have been as good as dead.” When he heard the second question, the young man hesitated to answer. His gaze shifted onto Terra like a laser. After a moment or two of complete silence, he answered, “Yeah. We can trust her.” The two made swift work of telling each other that it was nice seeing one another again before Quincy took his leave and hurried after Ashton. Terra had followed him out and lingered by the door for a moment before closing and locking it. It was only then that she let out a sigh of relief. ---- Despite hearing the soldiers leave, Morrue, Nick, and Luka stayed where they were, knowing all too well that there could be a chance that the soldiers could make a quick turnaround. They didn’t move until Terra opened the door a few minutes later. Maskin was still securely and safely in her arms. @Ken

Viktors heart leapt out of his chest when he saw Maskin was safe and sound in Terra’s arms, tears poured down his cheeks as Fredrick let him go, quickly going over towards her to take his son into his arms. If she allowed him to take him, viktor would turn away from them to carefully sit on the bed holding his son close, making sure he was safe. Fredrick looked at them with a serious look. “That was way to close for comfort, we need to figure out what our next move we are going to do.” He replied narrowing his eyes slightly. “What are we going to do?” “Run?” Viktor asked as he stood up again. “I don’t want to run forever , I want to give my child a life to live. But what are we going to do?” He asked with a shaken and terrified look. “How did your friend join them? How could they, do you know the horrible things Hydra has done ?” @Blue Hound

Terra gently transferred Maskin from her grasp into his father’s before focusing on Fredrick and the others. Before any of the four could say something, Viktor beat them to it. His desperate questions hung in the air for a few agonizing seconds before Luka spoke up with a surprisingly serious tone, “Like I mentioned earlier, we could go to the Night Owls. They have people there that can help and protect us. They can help fight for us.” Terra opened her mouth to answer Viktor’s last question, but Morrue butted in with gleaming eyes of defensive anger. “Of course we know how horrible Hydra is.” She snapped. “Even though Quincy went down the path of evil, we did not know. Even if we did, we would still treat folk in need. No matter who they are and where they come from. Knowin’ him despite bein’ in Hydra jus’ saved yar sorry carcass from ya and yar son goin’ back ta right where ya started.” @Ken

“Alright! Sorry I even brought it up, maybe I should just go out there and turn myself in yeah?” Viktor gave Morrue a not so kind look, he huffed and turned away from her and walked over towards one of the windows. He wasn’t happy with her words towards him, so he decided to take a minute so he didn’t throw a bunch of unkind words at her. Fredrick ran a hand threw his hair. “Did you have to snap at him?” He asked with a narrow of his eyes at him. “I understand everyone is under stress but come on.” He sighed looking to Luka. “How can we get into contact with these Night Owls?” He asked @Blue Hound

Morrue’s heated glare didn’t let up even after Viktor removed himself from the conversation nor when Fredrick intervened as well. She held Terra and her job close to her heart and would defend them till the day she died. She saw nothing wrong with protecting what she loved. Even if it was a bit harsh. “Morrue. Lrivr rsa’n tafa ykxousaki isafayk.” Terra requested calmly, gently touching the hybrid on the arm while doing so. The anger within her gaze softened ever so slightly as she turned her attention to the elderly woman before silently walking out the room. Terra gave Fredrick an apologetic glance before she made her way over to Viktor. She made sure to give him a comfortable amount of space as she also looked out the window. “I’m sorry about Morrue’s behaviour. She can get protective of her job and me. She means well though.” She sighed. Luka gave Fredrick a sheepish smile and rubbed the back of his head with a small chuckle. “Heh… well… That’s the thing… We gotta go find them… Aaannnd Morrue only knows the general direction of it….” Morrue. Lrivr rsa’n tafa ykxousaki isafayk Morrue. [Go] see if they left, please (edited)

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Viktor gave a shake of his head as he looked to Terra. “ I wasn’t implying anything, me and Fredrick will leave if we are causing you all trouble I will promise you that. “ he said as he looked to terra with serious eyes, he wasn’t joking. Fredrick gave a small sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. “Alright , so we are at her mercy at the moment , that’s great alright, perfect….we will give her some time to cook off, and we will leave her alone so we don’t anger her anymore.@ he sighed looking over to Viktor as he shook. “And the grouch over there.” Viktor huffed again as he turned away from them all, holding Maskin close as he closed their eyes to take a moment to breath. @Blue Hound

Terra regarded Viktor with a calculated expression as he spoke. She shook her head slowly, voice solemn, “I too am serious when I say this, Viktor. I will keep on protecting you even if trouble arises.” “Yeah… sorry about that…” Luka sighed with an apologetic look. “If I knew others, I’d have mentioned them, but I don’t--” He was cut off when he noticed Nick suddenly start to scribble something on his board. -What about Reamer? You think he’ll know?- The two simultaneously looked down at the small cluster of rats sniffing around the floor, most likely looking for food. Once they realized they were being stared at, all four of them turned to stare back at them. @Ken

Fredrick gave a soft frown as he looked at them with a confused look. “Who is Reamer? “ he asked carefully leaning forward as he watched them all talk, he didn’t like the looks they were giving each other. Viktor gave a soft sigh as he shook his head. “I’m not one to over stay a welcome, but I promise you we will no longer put you in danger.” He promised as he carefully tightened his hold on his son. “Now, what do you want us to do?” Viktor asked them all. @Blue Hound

Luka’s face split into an amused smile before pointing to the rats. “Reamer is a friend of Morrue’s! He’s also a shapeshifter, but he can’t fully turn human. But he can turn into multiple rats. Right now he’s spread out for scouting purposes.” He explained before turning his attention back to the rats. He crouched onto his knees and tilted his head at the bunch. “Hey, Reamer. Do you know where Night Owl might be?” A huff of amusement came out of him as the rats all tilted their heads to the side, clearly confused. Nonetheless, they scurried over to him and promptly climbed onto his lap. Luka let out a laugh before scooping them all up within his arms and rose back to his feet. “We need Terra for help. Forgot that English isn’t a strong suit of his.” Terra nodded in acknowledgment of Viktor’s statement. She opened her mouth to answer him, but was cut off when Luka and Nick exited the room. “We need some help translating.” The younger brother said sheepishly. @Ken

Viktor looked towards the door with wide eyes, he was a bit shocked seeing all of the rats he took a step back watching them with wide eyes. He had not seen this many rags in one place since he was in Russia, he was confused as to why they all were so calm. Fredrick carefully placed a hand in Viktors arm moving him back and away as they watched Terra and the others work; he wasn’t sure what was going to happen, if they were going to spring into action and attack them. He much rather have Viktor nearby just in case. “So they are going to find this night owl? What is this guy gonna do when we find him? Attack us ? Put us out of our misery?” He asked with a cautious look, he had to be honest he really didn’t trust anyone but Viktors, so just allowing the others to help them wasn’t something he was going to do blindly. “What’s the catch?” @Blue Hound

Once realizing that Fredrick was there beside Viktor to placate him, Terra’s attention fully shifted to the brothers and Reamer. The only part that was understandable for everyone was Luka relaying the question he had asked Reamer in the other room, which Terra translated. After that, the conversation was only between Terra and Reamer. While the two spoke to one another, Luka was able to answer Fredrick’s questions. “If Reamer knows where to find them, yeah. If not, hopefully, Morrue would be settled down enough to guide us. I don’t know what the organization will do once we find them, but as long as we don’t show ourselves as a threat, they won’t flat out attack us, it’ll go against their oath of protecting mutants who need help and safety. “I’ve been told the only catch when we reach them is swearing allegiance to joining their forces. If we don’t join them, then they won’t be able to help us. They don’t simply give mutants the boot if they choose not to join though. They’ll send them off to other members that don’t live at base camp and then those mutants will tend to them. If we do join, then we get access into the base and be under the most protection by them.” @Ken

Fredrick hummed softly keeping Viktor behind him as he nodded. “Wonderful, people who can suddenly hurt us love that idea.” He rolled his eyes trying his best not to get snippy. Taking a deep breath he looked at them confused. “So let’s say these people don’t actually help us, what do we do then?” He asked. “Just hand ourselves over?” Raising an eyebrow, viktor looked upset. “Swear allegiance?” He gasped with a shake of his head. “I’m not joining people I don’t know of! That’s not right !” He said looking to Fredrick to agree with him, but to his horror Fredrick just sighed and asked if only one person could swear. “Fred no, you can’t .” “I rather me do it, then you. Besides, not my first rodeo.” Fredrick replied looking to the brothers with a nod. “If I swear my allegiance will they help Viktor?” he asked @Blue Hound

“If the base doesn’t help, then ya’ll will be escorted ta off-based members. Jus’ like what Luka said. Not all ya’ll will need ta swear allegiance if ya’ll don’t want ta. Knowing someone within Night Owl’s definitely will bring some sort of higher protection, but not nearly as much unless the person ya’ll are protecting joins.” Morrue’s voice suddenly called out from behind them all, which caused Nick and Luka to jump with fright. Used to her antics, Terra didn’t flinch at all, only showing relief upon seeing her much more composed than when she left. “If Night Owl is where ya’ll want ta go, I will escort ya’ll there. But we need ta go now.” She turned toward Terra, expression grim. “Quincy and the other one made it back ta their main group. The other man expressed his suspicion about this place. Quincy tried talking him down, but was unsuccessful. They are on their way now.” @Ken

Viktor looked at Fredrick with wide eyes, he wasn’t sure what to do. The Night Owls sounded serious, much like hydra and shield, but not as scary as the Red room. He wasn’t fully sure if they could trust them all. At any moment they could be kidnapped and shipped off to Hydra. Shaking his head, he stepped a bit closer to his friend. “Freddy?” Fredrick sighed. “As long as my kids will be safe, yes, let’s go now .” He said standing up straight as he looked at Terra with a serious look. “Thank you for keeping an eye out on Viktor and Maskin, we owe you so much, when this is all over, name your price and we will pay you back ten fold.” He promised, as Viktor nodded in agreement to the statement. Both promise to pay her back for the kindness she has shown. @Blue Hound

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