Violetta Ravenwood has lived the last seven years striving to be the best version of herself she could be in honor of her dad's memory. At 25 she's now a spinal surgeon in one of the country's best hospitals. It was supposed to be a night of celebr...
Puberty wasn't fun, even the second time around. The three of them had spoken with their Grandpa Wyatt and had decided on testing out of school. And test out they did at 11 [Dean] and 10 [Cor & Vi] they had their H.S diplomas and had gone on to get their degrees. Dean had chosen to study architecture and engineering so that he would be able to build whatever would be needed. For Cordelia, it was regaining her veterinary degree though this time with another in education so she would have a reason to have access to various medical supplies and medicines a doctor usually couldn't have at home [with their plans of having a farm would work well for her] and so she could help in teaching any children they may come across and save, knowing that a parent or at least a good one would put themselves in harm's way even die for their child. Though they hoped they'd be able to save whole families and not those broken by what would come. Violet chose botany along with regaining her medical degree.
Along with this the girls had convinced Gramps into getting them all self defence classes having used the fact that a girl in town had gone missing, sure she had just run off because she was unhappy with her dad remarrying but the point had been made. Better they know and not need it [though they would even if not so soon] then need it and not know. Wyatt, had decided if his grandchildren were going to learn they would learn right and though he knew it would be hard on them. His gut was telling them they were hiding something and that they needed to be ready because something was coming it may not be tomorrow or the next day but someday whatever it was would come and he wouldn't be there to help them then but he could now. So Grandad Wyatt, had made a few calls to some old war buddies to find someone to train his grankids in how to defend themselves and succeed he did.
His old friend Srgt. Thomas Cane of the USMC had a son Gunnery Srgt. Leonard Cane who had just retired after returning home and was struggling to find work. He hired him to train them in everything he knew. Fighting, weapons [from archery to guns and knives to swords], how to survive in the wild even tracking hunting and skinning animals. He taught them all that would traditionally be taught to his children as part of his mixed viking and cherokee heritage.
What the children didn't know is that he had seen things he couldn't explain and he knew then. He knew his grandchildren were special, but what he had seen had only made him know that it was more so then them just being his only son's children they were blessed. He had been walking around the corner when he saw young Dean turn himself into a dog and back. Another time darling Cordelia had been out in the vegetable garden she had planted while he passed by the window to check on her only to see her holding out her hands and growing the plant herself within seconds. And finally sweet little Violet had brought her mother's glass horse to life when she had thought she was alone in the library.
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^A.N./ Imagine it's a little boy^
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