Training

Over the next few months the new members were shown the ropes. They were shown where to get food, even though it never seemed anyone cooked. Where to wash there clothes, Frost's were always down for him. And where everyone collected to talk and to meet up with everyone else in the clan. In the common room there was couches and chairs to sit 50 or more though at any given time there was only ten or so members in the house. A lot lived in there own residences and stayed there only as the need dictated. Charles and Lance showed them all they needed to know about battle and how to go about it. They trained them constantly.

The only breaks were with Max and Jack. They would take them out to understand their powers and how to manifest them to do their will. This is where Frost thrived, his almost natural ability to use the power he had to instantly fold to his will and create amazing weapons and forces to use to help his clan. His shield work and attack powers were unmatched. The two months of training goes by in a flash.

They all stand in the common room together on the day of the battle. Chief Jack glances at everyone present, all twenty members in the room at the same time. "Keep each other safe, we will get through this together."

A swirl manifests in the center of the gathering, Frost looks about but Max and Lance are the only ones close that he recognizes. They seem to have no panic on their faces so he relaxes. The swirl engulfs the room but the people present don't seem to shift or move at all in the undulating air. The room vanishes in a whirl and blackness takes hold.