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"I'm-" Lukas started before hearing a new voice. Samuel set the German boy onto the ground and hopped out of the car, giggling. He ran past Ace, calling some sort of greeting, before disappearing into the hallway. Lukas got to his feet, looking at the boy with glasses. Brand stood next to his friend, watching Ace. "Hello," The red head greeted, holding his hand out for a handshake, "I'm Brand, this is Lukas, and this is Z." He introduced.
The vehicle weaved between mountains until it stopped, hovering in the air before a mountain. Brand looked out the windshield, watching the mountain opening up, waiting to accept the plane/car. He watched, unamused. This was so stereotypical of heroes, secret hide out in the mountains.

Very original.

The winged SUV shot forward into the cave and landed. The wings collapsed and the doors opened. Samuel turned to Lukas and tapped him on the forehead. "Did you have a nice rest?" He asked softly and unbuckled the blonde's seat belt.

Lukas groaned, opening his eyes. "...huhhh?" He asked unintelligibly, leaning back. "What, where-?" He started before he screamed as he fell backwards out of the car and onto the cave's floor. Samuael squeaked and held his hands out, barely catching Lukas with his telekinesis before he hit his head against the stone. "Apologies! Apologies, forgive me!"

Brand rolled his eyes and got out of the car, looking around. The place was huge, but besides that, pretty unimpressive. Everything looked like out of a sci-fi movie. Everything was metal and technology, very expensive looking. "Hmm, what an eye sore." He complained with a shrug.
"obviously, we are going to train you. There are many people just like you three, who just end up with powers after events in their life. Some of them just wake up or were born with them, others are given powers. We have one girl who was created with powers as a lab rat." Rick explained, not looking at anything in particular. Samuel looked at the ground, frowning. "Bluebird."

"So, I have lots of experience training people like you, no matter what your story is. Even if I've never came across your power set, like yours Z, I still have plenty of ways of helping you to find control." There was a ring of mountains below and the car began to descend, shuttering and shaking. Samuel shifted in his seat. "I do not appreciate turbulence when in a vehicle." He commented quietly. "I will awaken Lukas after we land, I am quiet sure he too does not like turbulence while in a vehicle.

"Samuel," Rick started, turning to face the kid with a blank face, "he wasn't exactly giving you permission to knock him out." Samuel blushed. "H-he wasn't? He said he would be the 'fine' as long as this vehicle does not gain the ability of flight, which is is?" He stated, making it more like a question he had no answer for. Rick shook his head, sighing. "Kids theses days...never know when yes means yes." He muttered, turning back towards the window.

Brand watched the outside of the car. It looked like the paint job on the side doors was splitting and extending itself into wings. THe sound of the engine was getting louder, and then suddenly the ground below was getting further and further away. The the now transformed plane jolted with speed. "We will be there in a few minutes." Rick said, pulling out his phone and began scrolling. "If you have any initial questions, I can answer them now."
Samuel opened his mouth to answer but Rick held up his hand. "A very special boy." He answered simply, not even looking back. "You'll meet him later." Pretty soon the car was driving through the empty desert, only disturbed by the bouncing of Lukas's knee. Suddenly the car shuddered and shivered and began to make plenty of clicking noises. Lukas jumped and froze, looking around. "uh...!?" He cried.

Samuel giggled. "All is fine, my friend! This is a regular practice for this article of transportation!" He said, looking back at the blonde with a warm smile. "I sense that you are quite uncomfortable, would you like to me assist in your search for tranquility?" He asked, reading Lukas's wide and unsettled eyes.

Lukas didn't know how to answer, so he shook his head. "I'll be fine, as long as this car doesn't turn into a plane or something." He explained, grimacing. "I hate flying."

Samuel's eyes glowed black for a moment as he chanted, "In’atesera." Lukas's eyes gave off the same dark light and he suddenly fell forward in his seat, his eyes closed.
Rick could see Z's unexcited look in the driver's mirror as she climbed in. He smirked. "Drive us back home." He said aloud. Brand look to the driver, but noticed no one was there. He blinked, shocked. "Uh, who's driving?" He asked Rick, a little worried that he just got into a car with a crazy man and an alien.

"The car is." Rick replied coolly, leaning back into his seat and closing his eyes. The car shuddered and began moving by itself. Samuel giggled. "We will be back home sooner than you think!" He chirped to the other three in the car. "Headquarters is about 2 hours away by car...but we will take to the air very soon." He explained before turning to look out the window.

Lukas shuffled his feet. Even though they were in a SUV, there were so many people in a little space. He didn't really like that a ton. "Well, the quicker we get there the better." He commented.
Lukas read Z's hands and looked ahead at the two. "Where are we going?" He asked. Rick took a few more steps forward and stopped. "Here." He answered as an 8-person SUV pulled up to him. He got into the passenger seat, Samuel hopped into one of the two rows of 3 in the back. He looked to the others, patting the seat next to him.

Brand looked at Z and Lukas, shrugging, before tossing his bag on the floor and sitting on the farthest seat from Samuel in that row. Lukas climbed into the back row with his back. "We are going back to headquarters." Samuel explained to Z. "It is a safe and secure place. All that you are required to do is the 'buckle' of the 'in'." He said, grinning.
"Lemme guess," Brand started, sipping his coffee slowly, "your mom was being overprotective and crazy again?" He asked, looking up from his drink to the mute girl in front of him.

Lukas jogged to the coffee shop, spotting the group inside. He walked over to them, not even out of breath after his long jog. "Okay, we are all here." He said to Rick and Samuel. "I think we should get going sooner rather than later."

Rick stood up and walked passed Lukas. He glanced back at him and rolled his eyes, scoffing. "All three of you are going to be interesting to play with." He grumbled as he exited the building. He walked down the street, not even waiting for the others.
Once Lukas managed to get to his house without face planting into another pile of trash, he took a quick shower to wash off the ash and stinky smell. He then threw a backpack full of clothes, food, cash, and toiletries together. He felt his cellphone in his pocket, taking it out and looking at it. His mom had his number...

He looked at it for a long time before tossing the phone underneath his bed. Lukas wasn't planning on coming back. He turned to his nightstand and grabbed a picture of little him holding his 1-day-old brother. That was the only picture he had of the two of them. He shoved it in the backpack and left for the coffee shop, taking it at a slow run this time.

Brand was the first one to arrive. He ordered an extra large coffee and looked around the shop. He saw the Bolstard guy and Samuel sitting in the corner. Samuel looked up and there eyes met. The little boy look like he laughed as he waved to the ginger. Brand rolled his eyes, paying for his coffee, before walking over to the two-top table the dweebs were sitting at. Rick didn't even say anything as Brand sat down as a nearby table, he just sat there looking sort of pissed off.
Brand dialed his father, who was still at work. He was sure his daddio wasn't gonna be too happy being interrupted, but it was necessary. "Brand, are you okay? Why are you calling me?" His father asked when he picked up the phone. Brand was moving around the house getting a small bag for necessities ready. "I'm going on a roadtrip with Z and Lukas for the next few days. Is that cool with you?" He asked plainly. Most parents would be all over with the questions, but one of the good things about Brand's father...

"Ice cool. Just shoot me a text at least once a day, and lemme know when you're heading back." Parenting 101 model right there. "Thanks, pops." Brand replied before saying good-bye and hanging up. Now...where was that coffee money again?

Lukas started to run faster and faster, testing the water. "Maybe he was right, maybe this isn't that crazy?" He asked himself, his feet moving quicker with every step. Pretty soon the scenery around him was blurring, the wind whipping his hair around. Lukas laughed at how great this feeling felt. And then suddenly there was a big "BAM!", his whole body hurt real bad, and he was sitting in a pile of trash bags. He rubbed his head, wincing. "I gotta look ahead when I do that...and learn how to stop." He had ran himself into a garbage dump that was a good 10 miles away from his house.
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