[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/sbufiQm.jpg[/img][/center][center][h1][color=ed145b] Alexis [/color][/h1][/center]

[color=00aeef]"No time like the present, Alexis, let's depart."[/color] Wayne quickly strode out of the room, turning left and walked to the end of the hall, silently making his way down the stairs with Alexis in tow. While they weren't even close to being familiar with each other, they were both highly trained fighters and tacticians. Non-verbal communication was all that was needed to sync up the pair, letting them immediately set off for their destination: Vidalia's underground. 

Alexis kept her eyes and ears open and watched Wayne's every movement. She was so focused on the mission itself she forgot to worry about Elias. She knew he was safe and for once she wasn't worried about his welfare.

She was not quite prepared for the question that Wayne asked her first. 

Wayne glanced over at Alexis, taking in her features. [color=00aeef]"So, I have to ask: You aren't a Grimm, but you hunt like one. What's the story?"[/color]

Alexis smiled and shrugged a little. [color=ed145b]"My adopted father is a Grimm by blood and as for my real parents all I know is that they were close to Marcus and Elinora. Before that? I have no idea. I vaguely remember seeing a picture of my grandmother but she was very old and I was very young. Come to think of it I should ask Aunt Jean that when I see her." [/color]

She watched and stayed with him as they came upon a building shaded in darkness and Wayne opened the door and motioned her to follow.

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Jean looked at a picture of her mother and father on their wedding day. It seemed like it was such a long time ago. For a long time it was thought that her mother Elizabeth, was barren. Once she finally had gotten pregnant in her late thirties she had had three kids in twelve years Marcus, Marissa and Jean. Pulling a picture over from her night table she looked at it. It was a picture of Alexis' mother and their brother Marcus. [color=fff200]"Is it truly time that she know?"[/color] 

Jean bit her lip and swore to tell her niece as soon as she saw her next. Jean climbed into her bed and looked at her loudly snoring husband. He really did look dead. If not for the incessant noise she would have thought that he had passed. She whacked him with a pillow and he rolled onto his side and she lay down and went to sleep.

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[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PkLF1LU.jpg[/img][/center][center][h1][color=8dc73f]Sophie Weston[/color][/h1][/center]

Sophie was indeed special and she knew it. She smiled that he recognized that she was different so quickly. [color=8dc73f]"Yes, There is some Witch on my mother's side and it has given me some extra ability to heal quickly. Other than that I don't think there is anything all that interesting about me."[/color] Sophie thought a moment and then asked him.[color=8dc73f] "Have you told her yet? Does she know that you return her love? I can see it when you look at her when she is not watching you. You should tell her before her uncle makes her marry someone else."[/color] She said. The look on Elias' face was enough for her to realize he may not have realized it himself yet. 

[@December]