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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

When Kellen and Rhys got the knock from Brent that Taylor had arrived, both of them had calmed down significantly. Kellen had stopped crying, and Rhys had joked that he looked good with tears in his eyes.

It had taken Kellen a minute to get what he was implying, but when he did he had gotten flustered and smacked his shoulder. Rhys had laughed, and it was around that time that Brent had knocked.

The trio headed towards Kellen's apartment, Brent silent, and his face unreadable. Kellen didn't know what that meant, and that continued into his entering the apartment.

Taylor had Gunther sitting at the bar, her supplies spread out to tend to his wounds since she wasn't allowed to heal the outside wounds. Her back was to Kellen and Rhys as they entered, so they couldn't see her expression. Kellen didn't think he needed to.

He could feel the anger radiating off of her.

The wheels have to start turning