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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

Kellen had thought he was doing okay, until the fighting started. His blood ran cold, and Brent swore up a storm. Kellen couldn't remember that Brent had called anyone until Taylor and Gwen were there.

He didn't really remember what they were saying, his gaze focused on the way that the two were going at each other. He didn't even realise he was crying until Gwen's fingers were wiping away his tears.

"It's going to be okay Kellen. It's going to be okay." Kellen was crying, the soft sounds leaving his lips at the sheer pain he felt in his chest.

This wasn't a joke. This wasn't for fun. Kellen had seen them fight for fun, and this wasn't it. Kellen had seen the state that Rhys had come home in the first time, the time after he had stopped Gunther the first time, and seen the state he'd been there personally when Gunther had thrown a garbage can at him.

Friends don't let friends hurt themselves, at least not alone