And by few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my heart with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. You did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping sounds traveling all the way up his back. "Jesus, that's the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life." He mumbled, earning a stifled laugh from Chris. Fang smiled and waited for a brief second turning his head to the side. He slowly unfurled his wings, looking at one before the other. Chris was silent as he watched, looking at the foreign object on his brother's back. "From what I could decipher from Alex, the nerve endings were so damaged there was no way your wing would work, you're lucky to be moving your lower half at all." He said and leaned back into the chair. "Feels.. different. Like, I'm off balance." Fang rubbed his hands through his hair. He bit his lip and slid off the bed and onto his feet, clenching onto the railing as he hissed in pain. Chris' eyes widened and he stood, holding onto Fang's shoulders. "Sit.." He sighed, nudging his brother who stood firmly. "Still stubborn," Chris narrowed his eyes and moved away from his brother. The door opened and Fang turned his head, immediately facing Scott. "Well, well." He chuckled and held out his hand. The fox-hybrid took it and pulled Fang, both hitting their shoulders against one another. "Good to know you still have your ridiculous height." All three laughed and Fang sat back on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. "Let's get started."

HIs multi-chromatic eyes crossed the room, placing the hat on it's stand before turning to face his butler in the door. "Bruce Wayne is throwing another charity gala this evening and wants to know if you will be attending." Tobias thought for a moment. "Let him know that I will be attending. We have a few matters to discuss."

Alex had her leaned on the arm of the couch, her husband sitting a few inches from her, his arm resting on her thigh. She sat up and leaned over, threading her fingers through her blonde hair. "How do you come to terms like that?" She asked and shook her head, looking at Jack. "I don't think I'll ever look at Fang and feel, some sort of resentment towards him.. even though I asked for him back.." Alex leaned into her husband's arms, closing her eyes. "But.. I have to move on, nonetheless.. and i'm ready." A shaky sigh escaped her lips and she leaned over, taking the envelope from the table. "Already looked at it?" She asked, Jack only returning a nod. The blonde swallowed and opened the envelope, looking at the ultrasound inside. "Twins."

Cadaver paced the room, his hands folded behind his back. The door slammed open and Seraphs made his way over to Cadaver. "He's back, and by the way you're walking, you already know.." Seraphs hands immediately grasping around the clone's neck, squeezing tightly. "How? Why! This has completely screwed everything over!" Cadaver shoved the other away, straightening out his collar. "Seems our old pale, was a snitch." He rubbed his neck, rolling his eyes before sighing. "Bring them in."


Leo dropped the boy into Seraphs arms, before he crossed his arms. "You talk to him, and I get information. Then we're done, he'll have nothing to do with Cadmus anymore, or the school, got it? I will not hesitate to ice you both." He glared and Seraphs nodded, turning. "I'll be back." The male mumbled and carried Percy into a dimly lit room, dropping him next to Shane. After the door was shut and locked, and Shane's parents banging on the door had ended, he sat in a chair, leaning close to the two boys. "I need a favor.. Hm, maybe not a favor.." He thought. "Nonetheless.. if you don't cooperate, I will kill everyone you know, and love." Seraphs grinned, closing his hands over the boys' mouths. "8 years from now, you both will eliminate the Adams' family children."