Find Your Anchor - Part 1

7. Hidden Things

The door opened, and two teenagers came crashing down. One boy, one girl. 

The boy was a tan, lean, solid Asian, with a black hair that was messed up. The girl, although she's not Asian, was also very tan, with short, black hair. They were both athletes, Scott observed.

When the boy and the girl stood up, the boy suddenly smacked the girl playfully. 

"Bren, you should not mess up people's hair! And it was my hair! My precious hair!" The boy yelled.

The 'Bren' girl answered laughing.

"I can't help but to mess it up. Your reaction is the best! Tom thinks like that too!" She whined.

The boy's grin faded at the mention of 'Tom'. I guess that 'Tom' is missing or hurt, or something.

Finally both of them realized that some dozens of people was watching them. They shared a glance, tensed, and then moved close to each other. Like they was preparing for a fight. When the boy was about to say something, another group of teens and one man came inside, gasping for breath.

"Hey you slintheads! Stop. That dogman said these people was our long lost familes. Drop the stance." A dirty blonde boy ordered. He seemed like the leader. The alpha. I guess.

"Yes, stop children. You need to stop right now, or I'm going to switch into father mode." The man of mid forty or thirty said. That man seems like a father. Like Derek? No, like Lydia. 

Scott counted the heads. Eight in total. One man, two girl, and five boys. 

"Uh, guys, can you please pay attention?" Scott requested. 

The eight people looked up. 

"My name is Scott, Scott McCall. The man who escorted you to this loft is my father. I am going to help you find your long lost families. Alright?" When everyone nodded their heads, he cleared his throat.

"Okay... Can you please introduce yourselves? We need to know your names."

The boy in command spoke up first.

"Name's Newt. But I guess you know me as Jay Foster Lahey. Born in London. Who's Issac?" He asked.

Issac stood up. He slowly walked toward Newt/Jay, and then hugged him tightly. Scott never saw Issac cry, but he was evidently sobbing, and he was not trying to hide it.

"Jay, oh Jay, why did you leaved me?" Issac cried. Even if Issac was only 2 years older than his brother, he was clearly taller than his little brother. 

A girl, who had dirty blonde hair as well, cleared her throat.

"I don't exactly know you, but I'm your sister as well. I'm Sonya, but you know me as Elizabeth Rue Lahey. Born in London." She grinned.

Issac let go of Newt/Jay, and dashed into Sonya/Elizabeth's arms.

"Lizzie!" He cried. 

Newt/Jay and Sonya/Elizabeth claimed that they would prefer to be called Newt and Sonya.

Everybody watched the reunion happily. Finally Issac was happy. 

"I'm Minho." The Asian kid announced. "I'm known as Hiro Ure Yukimu..." Before he could even finish, a girl, Kira, ran into his arms.

"HIRO!" Kira shouted with glee. 

"...Yukimura. Born in Seoul." Minho/Hiro chuckled.

"Hi, kid. I've heard you're my little sis?" 

Kira nodded enthousiastically. "Yea! I was very close to you."

Minho/Hiro pulled her away to see her face. When he clearly saw the girl, his amused face turned stiffened. Scott didn't knew why, but Minho/Hiro finally looked away and claimed that he would be called Minho. That suits him well than Hiro.