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Kellen Woods grew up never knowing a normal world. By the time he could walk, his mother and father had already sealed several serious gates that threatened the safety of his hometown. By the time his sister was born, they were famous worldwide. 

So the world held their breath for when Kellen and his sister came of age, waiting to see what kind of power they would awaken. 

His sister was just like his mom, same power, same class, while Kellen, woke up one day to find out what it meant to be special in a family the world watched. But in the worst way. 

Awakening weaker then your powerful parents wasn’t unheard of, but when your younger sister awakened at the same class as your parent, anyone would feel inferior. And Kellen, never one to ask for hand outs, left the comfort and safety of his hometown to become better than the weak brat everyone thought he was. 

Kellen went to the front lines, to where the gates normally broke out. From there, Kellen worked hard, and then worked some more until no one could doubt that he was good at his job. He got so good that even with his lower class, people would still hire him to help. But Kellen never took it to heart. He had learned a valuable lesson on the front lines. Classification only meant shit if you walked back out of the gate. Otherwise, shut your mouth and listen to those with more experience. They determined who made it out alive or not.

But Kellen was tired now. He had gotten everything out of his system, and the fast paced life on the front lines didn’t suit him anymore. Now, he wanted to go home, buy a house, maybe find a nice man to settle down with, and live a normal life. 

All the while, the yellow eyes he’d met on the front lines haunted him, no matter how much he tried to forget about them. 

Especially since the Esper they were attached to refused to let him go.

(BL) Hunting The Field Guide

Breaking the plan to Gunther wasn't going to be easy. Kellen knew it, Rhys knew it, even Hill, once she heard about it, knew it.

They all thought he was going to take it poorly. Well, Kellen didn't, but Rhys and Hill did. Kellen saw it as a way for him to get over his trauma, while getting some space. Rhys and Hill? They worried that Gunther would think that they wanted to send him away.

It was why Rhys was doing a shot by the elevators, Kellen's number already pulled up on the screen with Hill right beside him.

"Fuck. I shouldn't have let Kellen twist my arm." Rhys muttered, the alcohol burning as it raced down his throat. Hill wiped her mouth, making a face.

"Was that fucking sour puss? What the hell did you just make me drink?" Hill made a disgusted sound, retching, while Rhys snorted. He chuckled, showing off the bottle he'd hidden with his sleeve.

Reflections with the Captain