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A wind blew through the street, causing a young boy of six to shiver as his four-year-old sister huddled close for warmth.
"S-s-s-so cold!" Her teeth chattered as snot streamed down her nose.
Her brother groaned as he held her close to his side. "Bear with it. The bus should be here soon." He said as they penguin huddled while waiting among the other students for their ride home.
The boy is called Eric Forger, a first-year student at the elite school, Eden College. His short cropfrost wavy blonde hair moved like grass in the wind as his green eyes squinted at the cold breeze hitting his face.
"My hat!"
He turned and saw an Eden student chase after her hat as the breeze forcefully pulled it away from her. He focused on the hat as it came their way before manipulating the direction towards his outstretched hand. He caught it before it could cross the street. He brushed any dirt off the surface then offered it to the student who finally caught up.
"Here you go ma'am." Eric politely said as she took her hat back.
"Thank you, Eric." She blushed as their fingers brushed against each other before scampering away.
Eric Forger is not an ordinary human; he is an escaped lab experiment called Subject 006 who developed telekinesis. His power is emotion based and requires strict control lest he causes mass destruction as he did when he and his younger sister, Anya, broke out of the facility.
Their bus pulled up before the siblings boarded. Eric passed the time reading one of his assignments while Anya talked animatedly about her favorite cartoon show called Spy Wars. As they turned the corner to their street, Eric quickly stuffed his assignment back into his book bag.
The Forger siblings hopped off the bus and entered their apartment building, greeting their neighbors kindly as they passed the halls towards the end where their home resided.
"Mama and Papa aren't home yet." Anya said as Eric fished out a key and unlocked the door.
"Work is a demanding mistress unfortunately." Eric sagely said as they entered their apartment.
Almost immediately, they were greeted by two pets, a fluffy Great Pyrenees named Bond who gave Anya wet kisses as a sign of love and greeting, and a sleek black cat with golden eyes named Honey Ninja who leapt into Eric's arms before climbing around his shoulder, purring and nuzzling his cheek.
Bond mercifully got off of Anya who kept petting him as his ears perked up. The little girl stared at her pet then smiled, "Mama and Papa will come back at the same time."
Eric smiled softly while scratching behind Honey Ninja's ear, "I see, thank you for that Bond."
Anya Forger, a four-year-old with telepathy, the ability to read minds. Like her brother, she was a lab experiment and have lived in hiding for over a year since their escape.
Bond padded over to his empty bowl with a pleading expression, asking Anya for food. "Feeding time." She exclaimed as she went to fetch the dog food for their precognitive canine.
Eric cradled Honey Ninja, their tracker, to his chest as he sat down on the catch and began to pull out his homework assignments. He already finished half of them during lunch and free period, but he still needs his father to check them over. The boy is a gifted intellectual with a fierce passion for anything related to medical science in his pursuit to become a doctor.
An hour later, they heard their parents just outside of their door which Anya threw open and greeted, "There you are! We're home, beat ya!"
"Hey, welcome back." Eric greeted from his spot on the couch as he arranged his homework by subjects.
"Were you both on your best behavior?" Loid asked as he and his wife entered their home.
Their adopted father, Loid Forger bears a resemblance to his son save for the blue eyes and straight hair. He works at a hospital as a psychologist, though his real profession is a spy from Westalis called Twilight. A master of disguise, combat, and photographic memory who fights in the shadows to ensure the peace between the East and West countries.
Eric shrugged, "Well, I did get into a spat with Desi."
"You had another argument with Damian again?" Their mother, Yor Forger, asked with worry towards their eldest child.
Yor is the children's adopted mother and Loid's second wife. At least on paper. Her civilian job is a humble clerk at City Hall is merely a cover for her real occupation as an assassin called Thorn Princess.
"It's just one of those days. Completely harmless in the physical sense." Eric explained as fighting with his rival, Damian Desmond, is the social norm for them as far as anyone was concerned.
"If it's three arguments a week, I say that's progress." Loid said as he closed the door and placed his hat on the coat rack. "Need help with your assignments?"
Without looking up from his work, he pointed at the subjects he finished, "Those are the ones I finished, though I would appreciate your help in checking them to see where I need to improve."
"Alright, let's see what we have here." Loid sat down and picked up the first stack of papers.
"I also have a drawing from preschool to show you!" Anya exclaimed as she fished through her backpack.
"Oh, is it Bondman perhaps?" Loid took a playful guess since his daughter is obsessed with that show.
Anya grinned, "Nope," She pulled out her drawing and presented it to her father, "It's Super-Duper Spy Starlight Anya!" Her drawing was what you expect from a four-year-old, depicting a familiar pink-haired girl with horns wearing a Bondman mask, holding a pistol, surrounded by large stars.
Loid took the drawing and marveled at the details, "I can see that. Well done, Anya."
Yor smiled at how tentative Loid is to his children, how he shows this sweet doting side to them. Though their marriage is fake, she can't help but admire him.
The reason why they became husband and wife was for the sake of their missions, to hide themselves from the world, even from their family. Neither Loid or Yor are aware of each other's or their children's real identities. The only ones who are aware of the secrets are Eric and Anya who swore never to say anything out of fear and necessity to keep themselves safe.
The sole reason for this fictitious family is Operation: Strix, Twilight's primary mission. His superiors urged him to adopt a prodigal child who will attend Eden and earn Stella Stars to become Imperial Scholars. The reason for this is Ostanian politician Donovon Desmond who is rarely seen except for when he attends Eden College events where his eldest son resides for his academic prowess. Eric Forger is Twilight's gateway into the school to probe his target for evidence on his war plans that could destroy the peace between nations.
Anya discovered this on their first meeting at an orphanage and informed her brother, who despite being none-too-pleased about being a tool, decided to help the spy as payment for taking them in and hiding their existence from the scientists who are still after them. Since then, their family has gotten along quite nicely while the children secretly stumble on their parents' missions, lending them helping hands to succeed for world peace.
"I hope everyone is hungry, I'll try cooking up some omelets tonight." Yor offered with an enthused smile.
Bond's ears perked up as he and Anya shared a vision of a horrific 'omelet' with a dead fish attached. It depicted Loid, Anya and Eric eating Yor's cooking, all of them with pained expressions. Loid slapped a hand to his mouth to keep from hurling, Anya let out a cry of death, while Eric stubbornly swallowed before his head fell back with his tormented soul floating out of his wide-open mouth. That same soul held up a sign, "It was a nice life."
Anya trembled in terror as tears peaked at the corner of her horrified eyes, 'We'll be deader than dead if Mama cooks!' Quickly thinking up a way to save her family, she schooled her features into sweet innocence. "Wait, I wanna eat that special dinner Papa made so good."
"You do? You don't mean peanut-butter pizza?" Though this caught Loid by surprise, he could not help but agree since he too is wary of Yor's cooking.
"Yeah, that thing!"
Yor wasn't the least bit offended as she liked the idea, "That sounds delicious."
"Extra chocolate and whip cream on mine." Eric quickly added as his stoic face sparkled at the opportunity for his favorite snack.
"Okay, let's try adding some meat to it tonight." Loid offered as he finished marking down notes for his son before walking towards the kitchen.
"Oh yeah! I love meat! Meat, meat, meat!" Anya cheered at saving her family from death from Yor's cooking once again.
The Forgers survive another day.