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Alex held onto her best friend. After the fire, everything that had been going on...

She ignored it.

"Look, Rox, we have a problem. I...I never told you about my brother. He was supposed to be dead. But he's not," she said in a rush. "He's with this group, and they've got a girl who talks in your head and makes you replay horrible things all twisted around. And he got powers. He...I don't know. I don't even know. I can't beat him. His swordplay is on par with mine, and the control he had over his movement.. It's insane. And he teleports. Legit teleporting. And he makes temporary clones or something. It's.... I don't know what's going on anymore. And I think our fight is why her friend died." She finished with a hidden point at Xoxi.

She drew a shaky breath.

"Whoever they are, they're big. They're trouble. I know of four, and one was taking on the Island solo. Solo, Rox. What if there's more? They're bad news. What if they're making that racket? I need to...I have to stop my brother, but I don't know that I'm strong enough."

She looked back out the window, and when she spoke again it was with an odd calm voice. "There's people out there who need help... And those who have the power to help need to help. As heroes, it's our duty to protect not only the innocent, but each other. To fight for love and Justice and understanding. To protect the ones we love, to honor the dead we once walked alongside."

She hung her head. "And here I am, on the verge of a breakdown that I can't even...I can't do these formalities here. I can't follow this simple conversation."