Thank you for reading Chapter Six and the honest opinion in your minds and aloud.
Just letting you know that I haven't thought of this story for YEARS and when I suddenly come back to it, I totally forgot where it was leading to.
I hope the plot line I'm thinking of now suits you guys.
Happy reading!
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I didn't know what to expect as I walk down the hall next to Quinn with Sebastian and Mr. Cain, which I find out from Quinn, his name is Alex. The nerves were fighting inside me because I only known my dad for however long but last thing I want to do is disappoint him or anger him.
I focus my thought to Quinn instead. He and the other two are always dressed in their uniforms every time I saw them. Black fitted dress pants, black combat boots, black long sleeve button shirt, black leather gloves, black tie and black cape completed with a hood that up The only difference between them is that Quinn has a dark maroon vest, Sebastian a dark blue and Alex a dark gary. But the stone holding their cape together is still red and blue.
"Is there a significant reason why you guys have different colors?" I ask Quinn, quietly.
"Rank," Quinn replies. "It tells the people who is who."
"But I don't know," I reply with a little concern. If everyone knows who is who, I am way behind.
Quinn grabs my hand and squeezes it. "Don't worry, you will study on your history if you don't feel like training your powers. As a leader, I would like you to learn everything. But as your partner, I must encourage and support."
I smile at him. "I like that."
Sebastian and Alex walks faster and ended up in front of us. Then next thing, we ended up at the meeting door. Our house people open up both doors, Sebastian and Alex walks in before Quinn and I do.
The walls a cherry wood with a clear sheen to it. It was a cozy size with a round table and high chairs in the middle of the room. The carpet ended up being a deep purple and our family crest was on one of the walls in gold.
The crest is a Fleur-de-lis with spread angel wings, a crown above complete with a circle surrounding everything. Based on what my dad told me, my ancient grandpa loves the fleur-de-lis but with the angel wings, it represents Heaven, the crown in royalty, and the circle meaning the never ending love and bond in our family.
Other that than, the room also has beverages and finger food on the side on one of the tables. I doubt we'll ever touch it during this meeting.
My dad and my brothers shot up from their seats and bow their head, a little surprised to see me there.
Quinn raised his hand from his side, "You three may be seated." Once my family sat down, Quinn raised his hands to remove his hood and the other two follow. "I call this meeting to begin," Quinn said before he took a seat. He looks at me and nods his head to tell me to sit down and I did...next to him.
"We decided to prefer a meeting like this with all family members," Alex stated. "Instead of passing on the news to your kids, Aaron, we would like them to hear it as well. Since they will be leading their army for battle."
"I hope not too soon," Aaron says, looking at me.
"Only time will tell," Alex lays back on his chair.
"We also prefer their second-in-command will attend the meeting once the role has been assigned," Sebastian said. "Agreed?" He looks at Sharp, Ethan and I.
I nodded along with my brothers.
"I would like to start with the progress of the three," Quinn said. "Alex, you may start."
"The observation I have for Ethan is kind exquisite on the relationship he has built with the sharks that is provided with him in his room. But when I flashed him to a different location with brand new species to develop a bond, he has failed. Ethan prefers the comfort than something beyond his limit. I recommend a new environment with his training and the bond with the water animals will be on his own time. As for leadership skills, observation, listening and value are shown, not much aggressiveness."
Ethan hung his head low. He just got roasted in a very polite way.
Quinn indicates that Sebastian will call his report for Sharp.
"Misdemeanor should be written as his middle name, not much of rules and regulations. Sharp uses aggression to draw power from within and build strength the longer he uses it. Quick reflexes as well in hand to hand combat, thanks to his experience. As a solo fighter, he is well but when I placed him on a teamwork environment, he struggled. He states he only trusted his gang from Earth and not so much new people. I believe his instincts are extraordinary because we played a game and he found the betrayer quickly. As a leader, he needs to let the people speak before he acts."
Sharp clenched his jaw and bowed his head.
Oh gosh, my report from Quinn is coming. My hands were on my lap and they were gripping on each other for life. I feel the sweat coming from my armpits and my back based on all the blaring sirens coming out of my body.
"For Elizabeth, her progression is a little slow," Quinn said. "I understand that she is fairly new but I expected a little more than a spark and a little shake. She knows less of history because of the hours of training herself. She is draining her power if not ever stop to take a break. Draining slows her body down to learn new things and I don't want this family to be at risk when not even one is ready. No leadership skills for Elizabeth yet." Quinn pinches the bridge of his nose. "Aaron, what are your suggestions? Rebecca wants to know your status before she decides to take a stand to overpower you."
Aaron scoffed. "Please their mother doesn't know the difference between a carrot and a dildo. I rather die than give her the title."
Aaron shook his head, I feel the stress raising from him. "Aaron, she wants a duel. The sooner she finds out that Elizabeth is the weak link to this family, the more chance you will lose the battle and your daughter will get hurt."
"My daughter will not do anything," Aaron said, sternly. "She is innocent. I will not let her mother ruin the purity in her head."
Aaron sighs, looking at the ceiling.
"Then what do you want to do Aaron? We are out of options." Quinn places his hand on the desk. "We either let her take the title for now until your family has strengthen." Quinn moves his hand to the right side. "Let your kids drain their powers while training and there will be a fifty-fifty chance they will win." He moves his hand again. "Or, we put them in battle right now."
"There should be something other than humiliation to the family and risking my kids' lives," Aaron throws his hands up in the air.
"There is," Quinn said. "Sebastian and Elizabeth has been talking and came to me with a proposition. It doesn't involve in any humiliation or risk."
"What will that be?" Sharp ask before dad did.
Quinn looks at me. "Would you like to tell them or shall I?"
I look at my family's faces. Sharp has a determine-to-find-out look, Ethan is quiet but looking between all of us thoroughly while my dad looks nervous as well.
I gulp. "I decided to marry...with Quinn."
Ethan let out a small gasp while Sharp looks at me in shock.
"Why?" my dad asks loudly.
I swallowed air and held my head up high. "As a future leader, I declare a decision I make for my own for our family. With Quinn as the highest rank of The Order, I ask why not?"
Aaron looks at Quinn, pointing at him. "You agreed?"
"She came straight to me, Aaron," Quinn said. "I simply thought, better this or your ex-wife running the show?"
Aaron shook his head. "I am not letting my daughter simply take one for the team. I cannot allow that."
"I am simply twenty-one," I object him, standing up. "If I do this, our mother will simply be distracted by the gossip instead of thinking about building up power. While this is going on, we have time to train," I tell him, gesturing to my brothers and I. "My decision is final."
Aaron stares at me for a while before Sharp breaks the silence.
"I'm with the idea," my big brother said, looking at me. "Like let's say they want to change Quinn's mind, they would try their best to influence him while we gain the power. The proposal is the key to their distraction."
Ethan leans forward and place his elbows on the table. "Let me play devil's advocate. Let's say they decided that they can't influence Quinn, so they try go after Elizabeth. Then what next? She just started training, they are bound to know she is the weakest link."
"I would never leave her side," Quinn sneered.
Ethan raise his eyebrow and asks Quinn in a challenging tone, "But what if you do?"
