It's a cold December morning. Zack is sitting on the church steps, wearing a black suit with a white button-up shirt and an orange tie. Tori walks down the steps and takes a seat next to him, wearing black pants with a white shirt under a black cardigan. The first thing Tori does is pull Zack into a tight hug. She knows this day can't be easy for him. Max and Michael stand at the top of the steps in silence. Max is wearing a similar suit to Zack's, just with a red tie. Michael is wearing a long black coat over a grey waistcoat and white shirt, paired with a purple tie.
Zack glances up at the twins from his embrace with Tori. "Thank you." he mumbles in a shaky voice. "No need to thank us, they deserved a proper burial after everything, and our father was happy to foot the bill." Michael says softly. The twin brothers walk down the steps and take a seat next to the couple. Zack wipes his eyes and sits up before speaking. "Where do we go from here?". Michael readjusts his glasses. "Once Tori's powers emerge, we'll figure things out." Michael says, "I think we'll have our work cut out for us in the New Year. That lunatic was just the start.".
"He mentioned a 'General'," Max says, "so we need to find out who this 'General' is.". Michael nods. "That's a future problem, right now we should rest, there's definitely more to worry about than Bu-". "Don't say his name!" Zack snaps, cutting Michael off. Michael nods apologetically before continuing. "There's more like him out there. Someone made that serum, and we're going to find out who.". "Good thing there's four of us." Tori says with a smirk, "And if I get benched, I'm starting my own team.". "We don't even have a team name yet." Max pipes up. Michael smiles. "About that...".
"How about...'The Outcasts'?".
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The Outcasts: Origins
Fiksi IlmiahRead the early beginnings of a group of teenagers gifted (or cursed) with powers beyond their understanding
