Cirque Du Academy

A New Mission

 Update as of 20th June 2019 for new readers and previous ones- Currently editing all chapters for errors and such and have decided instead of relying on google translate whenever anyone speaks in another language it will be written in English but with bold text. Sentences written in Italics will be thoughts going through the current POV mind.

Edited-  19th July 2019

3rd POV

 Suddenly being called in, had the family of diverse individuals on edge. The Blackbourne-Toma team had been anxiously sitting around the overly large, dark brown table, awaiting Dr.Roberts arrival.

Unlike the rest of the Academy teams, they weren't usually on a speed dial. They were considered a high-quality group for reasons such as, being the biggest team of 14, with the highest ranking individuals each in a different field. The line to reach them was only used on "special" occasions, the reason considered the higher level of danger, they were the cases no other team had the guts to take, or missions the elders knew couldn't be handled by others.

"What the fuck do you think they'll have us fucking do this time around?"

Gabriel Coleman, the youngest member with one of the most colourful languages, caught the attention of the other 13, as they turned eyes to him.

"Language, Gabriel."

Owen Blackbourne, one of the team leaders spoke with a firm voice, a face void of emotion, as he fixed his steel grey eyes onto Gabriel, who in turn just rolled his eyes at his words.

"I'm just saying! ... the last time we were called back here was for that hell-awful fucking mission with the prostitutes!..."

The others groaned at the inevitable flashback of said mission. The mission had been to go undercover to bust a prostitution ring, and lets just say the aftermath included two of the brothers almost being arrested after being mistaken for pimps.

"Please... don't remind us..."

Kota Lee's voice travelled around as he mumbled, his cheeks tinting a bright red in sync with his growing embarrassment, remembering how, unlike his brother's North and Raven, who were mistaken as pimps, he and Luke had been mistaken as male prostitutes on multiple occasions. A cold shiver ran down his spine as he remembered an overweight balding man who came onto him trying to propose to him, thankfully North interfered by braking the mans nose, hence the pimp mistake.

"Owen? Axel?... do either of you know what this assignment could be about?"

Said men glanced at each other at Victor's question, their masks void of emotion were now fighting a frown from showing, they hadn't been granted the details of the case, all they had to go by, was a vague summon to head quarters from Dr.Roberts. An hour later here they were, awaiting for the man himself.

"No, I suspect it's top secret, considering how little Dr.Roberts supplied us with..." Owen informed him.

A few members smirked at his formal addressing towards the good ol' doctor, though he may have dropped the formalities with his family members a year ago, others outside of the group still had to deal with his original way of speech.

"I hate to imagine how this will turn out if he wasn't even willing to mention a thing..."

The Greek accent that belonged to Silas Korba filled the room, before it was interrupted by the man in question himself as he strolled in looking drained, his face drowned in worry and tiredness.