3. Jamie and Scott

It was actually pretty easy to differenciate Jamie from Scott.

Scott had a more guarded expression and always placed himself in front of his twin. He acted like as if he had seen it all, maybe like the oldest too

Jamie was impulsive. And matched Pedro's criminal mind kinda fast. Too fast for his twin's liking.

"Remind me why we have to broke into a juvenile center, mess with the guards and possibly destroy the facility?" 

"Scott, is the dream talk not enough? Silent Creek is not juvenile center, it's prison for superpower kids! Where you've been locked and brainwashed!" 

"Pedro means the you in an alternate future, which is meaningful enough, don't you think?"

"And the guards were molesting Jamie when he was there." 

"The other Jamie, but I see your point now. Let's fuck them up." 

Belatedly, after Micos asked him about it, Pedro realized that he mistook mistreating and molesting. But, oh well, close, really. 

So Micos had rented a semi-trailer, read borrowed without asking by putting the money anonymously, and drove the three boys through the desert to the juvenile Centre Silent Creek.

He had also purchased so much takeout foods, whether fit for malnourished or upset stomach, it looked like they were on trip. 

Jamie looked at the sealed food with a beginning of nausea, already missing the cooked foods they had feasted on to celebrate them being happily adopted. To distract from it, he grabbed the crowbar that will serve as his weapon to force cell doors and looked at Scott anxiously tapping on his thigh.

It seemed to be only yesterday where Scott was starting to act apathetic before being mentally encouraged by this teenage homeless who came to their evening show.

Now that he thought about it, the teenager did bear a lot of resemblance to Pedro. Was that actually the fake Manco Capac as their friend referred to?

The truck stopped in the middle of nowhere. 

Micos looked at each of the boys before putting on a robber mask as per the plan while Pedro smeared his face of white cream to look like your typical white boys. Both Jamie and Scott put on a baseball cap to put shade on their face without restricting their view nor making them look threatening to the kids they will rescue. It'll also protect against the scorching sun.

Jamie and Scott went first to mind control the guard at the entrance gate. However, they just caught his eyes when the man widened his eyes and call their names.

"You're three of the Five." 

They froze then turned to look at Micos because it was a situation not expected. Except, Micos had no idea of what's happening either.

""I'm Feather, from the Washoe tribe, as you two are. In our legend, you're the reincarnations of the twin gods. We had tried to look after you but everytime you've been adopted it would send you further from our watch. It's good that you managed to find one of the Five."

"Oh, I went to look for them when my double from an alternate universe time traveled to tell us that we all die in the end and was there to prevent it. In the meantime I'm in the USA, I thought I could rescue those kids with supernatural powers so they could help us when the Old One do come back."

Scott almost thought that the man would be reasonable enough to deter them in the suicide mission, instead he asked to know about their plan. Pedro explained it in Spanish because he had exhausted his English quota and Micos translated it all. 

"How do you plan to proceed when you cannot use your power inside the facility?"

"We cannot use our power inside?"

"There's a magnetic field to restrain the kids' powers. Nightrise made sure of that. And before you ask me why I didn't do anything to help them, I was told by the shaman of our tribe that I should be on stand by because there's a possibility that one of the twin would be send there. Imagine my surprise to see both of you here. With someone from the Five too."

"I'm the one from Peru, one of the last Incan."

"It makes more sense you're the one here."

"Well, don't worry about the anti-power barrier. We expected it with our power being more passive than the other two. Thus our weapons."

Feather eyed the crowbar in Jamie's hands, the plier Scott brought in case kids were chained and Pedro's claw hammer. Since Micos was behind the boys, the weapon was well hidden.

"Also, with the exception of you, do we agree that every guards here are molesting the kids?"

Feather took his time to think about it.

"You can say so. Max Koring being the worse of them, but I dare say they all deserve what you're reserving for them. Don't forget to aim at the groin."

He said that as he looked Pedro straight in the eyes, so literally just talking about his hammer. Someone wanted those guards without descendant, which, understandable.

"Do you have an alarm that could keep the detention kids in their dorm? Although they're délinquants, they do not deserve to see what we'll be doing to those scums."

Feather nodded at Micos' request and pointed at some lever. Before pulling it, he looked one last time at the twins.

"Good luck."

When the lever went down, a noise that sounded like the automatic fire extinguisher rang and soon the corridor were soaked. The four ran inside as fast, with the twins following Feather's instructions to join the recluse area for the kids with powers while Micos go and destroy everything on his path with a flamethrower. Pedro beat every walls he cross path and then the groin of the first first adult that tried to touch him.

Needless to say, it was a massacre.

He kept to hit every bones at his reach while Micos was burning the furnitures and whenever an electronic device was on sight. When Jamie and Scott yelled 'copy' loud enough for them to hear, Micos ostensibly kicked the last walkie talkie to the less beaten up guard.

The one under Pedro managed to cry out. "Who are you? Why are you doing that?"

"Who I am? Jonas Mortlake! Why I do that? Do you know who my mother is?! Susan Mortlake!! She's the one at the Nightrise corporation. You think you can scare me?! My momma has money, she can bury you all with it! You're nothing against Jonas Mortlake! Keep that in mind!"

And he ran to freedom with Micos hot as his tail. Feather waved them goodbye, having seen everything on the cameras. He could also explain as such when being interrogated, Jonas Mortlake blackmailed him in ending his job if he do not do what he's told.

Once in the semitrailer, the dozen kidnapped kids looked at them with wonder and even fear when Micos started the car without explanation. One especially shake deadly when Pedro asked his name with his bloody hammer raised at his face, still full of white cream smeared wildly.

"You're Danny McGuire? Your mother's Alicia McGuire who worked for senator Trelawny?"

The dark skin boy nodded frantically his head and Jamie had to remind his friend how frightening he looked. Pedro discarded his hammer and handed him some food and drink before going around to do the same to the other kids. Well, feed them, not interrogate them like he did to the poor eleven years old. After they left the semitrailer somewhere close to where it was rented, Micos made them ride a bus to join Los Angeles where Daniel McGuire lived before being kidnapped. 

There, they knocked on Alicia McGuire's apartment and had all the kidnapped kids ask the adult to bring them back home. In doing so, Alicia had no other choice but to ask her superiors help which would force the media to give the good role to John Trelawny and boost up his image.

In the meantime, Charles Baker's image shut down as quick as the children gave their statement that it was Susan Mortlake who had them kidnapped and they even slide Charles Baker's name. Needless to say, the man was lynched and no way to be the next president.

Also, since Jonas Mortlake was the one who broke into Silent Creek where the kid were kept, polices had to go other the places and the authority had to replace all the guards who were put on medical leave. Incidentally, four men who became jobless the day before were adviced to apply as the new guards. 

While all the administrations were being done, the three boys and the Incan had long since left the country, done with their business and tying up all the loose ends.

When the rare people remembered the twins who became orphan overnight for having criminals as guardians, no one managed to found their whereabouts nor anything conclusive about their new guardian, Abram Stitchkins.

Obviously, they must be living in the low and still in the States, because they certainly did not take the plane to leave the country.