"It first began weeks after I was born... I never knew this, but I was actually given away--I didn't live with my biological parents, even though I thought I did. My biological mother gave me away to a rich family in Helsinki because she was young and didn't have enough support and supplies to raise me.
"My adoptive family already had a son that was four years older than me. The father was the one who took care of me all the time while the mother took care of her own son. The parents began to have tensions because they were spending time with only one of us and not with both. They began getting into fights with the mother wanting to get rid of me while the father wanting to keep me.
"Ends up they divorced and the mother moved out with her son. She replaced her husband's last name to her maiden name, doing the same with her son. Meanwhile, I was kept with my adoptive father's last name. And he raised me up on my own, not reminding me of the family's past.
"I don't remember any of that happening since I was so young when it happened. The family I was adopted into was actually Pierre's family. So Pierre's father raised me up while Pierre himself was with his mother and has a different last name than me since like what I said, he got his mother's maiden name.
"And that's why I never knew he was my brother: because I didn't remember him since I was so young when he was around me. Ever since the divorce, we never saw each other again--it was like as if they didn't exist.
"But the separation hit Pierre harder because it happened to his own family and he was older than me, so he was able to remember it and feel it more. And that's why he has this intense desire to bring revenge on me: because he experienced it harder than me.
"So that's why Pierre has me as his main target: because I destroyed his family...obliviously."
We all gazed at Toosk with wide eyes and opened mouths.
"So Pierre is actually your brother, he wasn't making it up," Wayne pointed out. "Well, at least he isn't related to you or anything..."
"Yea, you can say that Pierre's my brother..." The leader sighed.
"Wow...," Mitty started, "...I-I have no idea what to say."
I said my opinion: "I don't think what Pierre is doing is fair if this is his reason why he's doing it: we have nothing to do with this."
"Well, the reason why you guys were brought along was because he wanted to make you his 'guards,' his 'henchmen,' whatever you want to call it. He wasn't planning for you guys to run away with your powers and join me." Toosk chuckled. "But I highly appreciate it."
"So his plan was to get all of us under his control and use the powers he gave to us to...kill you?" Wayne had a confused you.
"Yea, to experience what he experience... He just wants revenge on me, that's all. He's not happy with how his life turned out to be when I came around, so he's blaming all his faults on me."
I rose my eyebrows. "That guy seriously needs help."
"I know, tell me about it," the blond man muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Well, whatever the reason why Pierre wants us dead, we still need to do what we need to do, which is to bring him down, right?" Mitty asked.
Toosk nodded his head. "Yup. But now we have a better understanding of why he's doing this. Unfortunately, he's not the type that can be talked out of doing stuff. We're just gonna have to fight some sense into him, not talk sense into him. We have to stop what he's doing before he causes some real damage. He already took away my friends, he can't take away the world from me now."
"So are you saying that we should come up with a plan?" Wayne asked.
"Ah, I wasn't really thinking about that, I was just stating the reasons why we're wanting to bring him down. But in order to, we do need a plan." He smiled.
"We can get his plans, start off with that," Mitty suggested.
"Wait!" The blond man stared at the brunette woman with puzzlement. "I thought you already got the plans!"
"No, I had to save Captain. We busted out of there and hadn't came back ever since."
"Oh..." Wayne shot me a glare.
I just groaned and covered my face with my hands.
"Okay, so since it's the middle of the night at the moment, we get his plans in the afternoon, since that'd be when he lease suspects us coming to his headquarters." Toosk ran his fingers through his hair. "Is that fine with you guys?"
"Yea, if we can leave right now so that I can get some sleep." Wayne letted out a yawn while covering his mouth his hands.
"Don't worry, we'll leave soon." He nodded his head. "So Mitty, you'll be the one to retrieve the plans with Wayne as your guard and Captain and I will distract the guards. Is that fine?"
We all nodded our heads in approval.
"Yea, sounds good!" Mitty exclaimed.
"Great. So twelve o'clock, here at Captain's house, okay?"
"That's fine," I replied quickly, nodding my head.
"Alright, so everyone's good with the plan, no questions?" Toosk extended his hands out.
We all sat in silence for a few moments.
"Okay, that's fine." He then stood up. "We, we should go now, get some rest, all that stuff." He gazed down at me. "Thanks Captain for letting us use your house."
I nodded my head while look up at him. "No problem."
Wayne got up and began walking out. "Bye, Toosk! Bye, Captain! Bye, Mitty!" He waved at us lazily then walked out of my house.
Mitty rose up after him. "Good night, guys." She sauntered out of my house.
Tuukka patted me on the shoulder and gave me a reassuring smile. "Take care, Capt." He then exited out of my house.
Then I was left all alone in the silence. I sat there with my elbows on my thighs and my hands holding up my head by being cupped around my jawline.
I then straightened up and got up with a heavy sigh. I lumbered over to the roaring fireplace and swiped a pitcher of water from the top of the fireplace and poured water on it to extinguish the fire.
I stared at the darken area, thinking about my parents' house on fire. 'Au moins Pierre dit qu'ils ne sont pas morts ... mais comment pourrait-je lui faire confiance?' I then place the pitcher on the floor and walked across the living room and into my bedroom. At least Pierre said that they're not dead...but how could he be trusted?