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Who's ready for an inexplicable burst of focus? I wasn't. I had plans for tonight. Instead, Marco.

"You know what? I think I might." Jeremy said with a grin. "It's probably about time we had a big get together with the whole CREW again. It's been far too long since I got a chance to call someone the wrong name..."

He raised a brow when he started hearing shouting however, and that along with Lee's words had him turning to see what was going on in the courtyard, his left eye almost appearing to spin in it's socket as he did.

"Barbara, I'm going to assume the idea of our orchestra teachers holding those kids at gunpoint makes sense to you for some reason, but I'm fairly certain that's not them. I checked back up on the staff on my way down here, and none of them have wings. Considering the fact that one of those men do, I think it's safe to say this may be a little more serious than you think."

He rolled his shoulder, placing his bag on the ground and opening it. His left eye swiveled around again, darting to four specific points as the iris flashed an unearthly yellow-orange.

"Luckily, I believe in a rather unformal method of teaching compared to other teachers, so even though you probably set this up for the kids to use somehow, I think I might crash the party myself. Seek."

And with his command, a large cloud of runic paper tags flew from the bag, separating outwards until they reached their targets, converging around them in four distinct groups. However, despite how much easier it might have been to just take them all out properly, Jeremy still felt like it could be a good learning opportunity. That was why, rather than targeting the gunmen, the tags simply attached themselves to their guns, wrapping around them until there was nearly no metal left unexposed.

"Burst." Stray commanded, bringing his left hand up in front of his face and making a small sign with his fingers. With his spell, the guns that had formerly been pointed at the terrified teens crumpled and bent in the hostage takers hands, becoming little more than twisted metal.

"Alright!" He shouted out to the chaperone team, his voice booming out surprisingly far across the campus. "I've done my part to even the odds a little for you! Now it's in your hands, so show those brats what you heroes've got, ya hear me?!"

Graham, hearing his teachers words, didn't even hesitate in following his instruction.

"Got it Mr Stray Sir!" He shouted, before launching himself at the winged man with a vicious clawed kick.

"Good, I'm glad to hear that." Jeremy said, sighing at Sullivans words. "Now look, I'm not saying you have to be a hero, it's not for everyone, I get that. What I am saying though is that if you don't want to kill anyone, you don't want to become villains. In the end, no matter what your intentions are, something will go wrong, and someone will end up dying. Might be one of you, might be your opponents, or it might just be some random bystander in the wrong place at the wrong time. Better to just find a normal civillian job where you can put your powers to use than take that risk, don't you think?"

He chuckled when Ricky compared them to the robot cops, calling heroes lame for being outshone by them.

"It's true, those robot cops are impressive. Hell, some of my best friends have been robots! But in the end, which of us looks better to the public isn't what being a hero is really about. Hopefully you'll come to realise that some day."

It was at that point that he heard Riley's question, and promptly laughed it off.

"What, me? No way! I'm just an old school teacher, it's not exactly the kind of profession where I'd ever need to kill anyone. Considered it, naturally, but never gone through with it!"

He looked back again when Principal Lee returned, explained the plan, and asked him to go with her. He nodded, but quickly glanced back to Graham, a look of concern breifly flashing across his face. Noticing the expression, Graham grinned back widely, giving the old man a thumbs up.

"Don't worry Mr Stray, I'll be fine on my own! I won't get too distracted by the bouncy castle, promise!"

Jeremy hesitated for a moment, before sighing again, although a tired smile was plainly obvious on his face.

"If you say so..." He said. "Get out there and show 'em what you've got."

Once they made it to the courtyard, Graham turned to Lucas, having noticed the principals attempt at stealth before they left.

"Ok boss, what's the plan?" He asked, practically bouncing on the spot at the idea of messing around with all this new equipment. To the others, it might almost have seemed like a puppy who had just noticed his owner had brought a new toy home.

Meanwhile, Jeremy followed Lee back to the front of the school.

"Well, it went alright. The lead on the fragment turned out to be a bust, but I managed to find a few new kids, like you saw. The one I had with me today, Graham, is the oldest, but there are four younger ones too. The oldest three are seventeen, fifteen and twelve, so I'm hoping we can enroll them here so they can get used to using their powers more responsibly. They've got plenty of experience with them already, so it shouldn't be too difficult, but I just wanna make sure. The youngest is only six though, so while I still want to have her enroll eventually, I doubt she'll be starting classes for a while. I want to keep her here anyway though, if only so she won't need to be seperated from her siblings too long. Doing that would only make things harder on her. And of course, I'll be glad to get back to teaching again. Looks like you need all the help you can get."

He cocked his head to the side at the mention of someone wanting to see him, before looking up to see the approaching figure. Of course, he'd been keeping tabs on Castleburg and the old crew as much as possible, so he already recognised the armour before the figure had even landed. He still had the strong urge to pretend he had no idea who she was for a moment, just for old times sake, but figured she was both clever enough and had heard too many stories from Tom and Grace to fall for it. Besides, she'd been one of his best students back when she still attended the academy, so he figured she'd earned a pass from that particular joke.

"Jen!" He said, returning the hug. "Good to see you too, it's been a while! Glad to hear the rest are doing alright as well. Kinda wish they'd come too of course, but it's fine, I'll just hunt them all down next time I leave, especially your brother. And yeah, the trip was good! Wandered around the country, hiking and camping all over the place. Getting in tune with nature like that really helps clear up the stress, you know? Shook some of the rust off these old joints of mine too."

"Lame huh?" Jeremy asked, taking a moment to look over the kids. "Well, you might be right about that. I am just some strange old man Principal Lee called in hoping I'd preach to you about the virtues of heroism and all that, so I can see why you'd think that. Of course, I can think of lamer things in the world. Things like, say, thinking smoking and drinking makes you look cool, when really it just makes you look like you're trying far too hard."

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course, if you're ok with looking like me by the time you're fifty, drink away! I'd be glad to have the company!"

"O-ooooh, what? Nooo, don't say that, you don-... you don't look that old Mr Stray..."

"You know Gray, I'm glad you're trying to lie about it for me, but the fact that you're having such a hard time with it really just makes it worse."

"Really? I see... Interesting..." Grayham said, pulling a notepad out of his bag and writing the words LYING = BAD, circling it a few times to make sure he wouldn't miss it next time. He sent Jeremy a thumbs up when he finished, and the old man turned back to the four kids in the bubble.

"Anyway, while I know you probably won't care about anything I can really say, there are a couple of questions I'd like to ask you all. The first is whether or not you've ever killed someone before? Murdered a person in cold blood? And if the answer to that one is no, do you want to?"
Hey, good to see you! Sucks that you were sick, but I’m glad to hear you’re doing better again!

Chatak decided to ignore the fact that the older goblin had fallen asleep during their conversation. He seemed to be fairly old, possibly even in his late teens, so he deserved at least some sort leniency just for making it that long. Though of course, he also didn't intervene when Shaktak woke him up and made him get to the actual point.

He didn't let it show on his face, but he was legitimately surprised with how much he was being offered. He hadn't been expecting much, especially considering they were talking about goblins here, but it looked like working with the witch had allowed them to learn a great deal more than they could have before. And all this potential was being used for war.

What a damn waste.

Still, here he had the opportunity to help correct that mistake. He wasn't going to let it pass him by.

["Yes, of course! I'm very grateful for such a generous offer."] He said, nodding with a smile. ["However, I do need to ask one thing. If they decide they'd rather stay with us in our village, would you allow them to do so? We will, of course, provide the appropriate funds to hire them properly in this scenario, but I would like to make sure it would be alright first."]

Fallen? With the way his character had been developing by the time it died, I would’ve assumed he was basically All Might/Captain America by now! He should be more popular than ever!
Who needs a clone? Just bring back the OG! Then he can look at Leon’s personality and cringe at how he used to look to everyone else!

@Akayaofthemoon@Majoras End@canaryrose

"Well you'd better not lie then!" Jeremy signed enthusiastically. "It'd be a real bummer if you died right after I got back!"

He turned to Ludwig, listening to his explanation of his squirrel companion and why he'd come to Gravity Falls. So, the guy was a fellow mystery hunter just like him huh? Perfect! Most of the time it seemed like Sid was the only one who ever really believed most of what he said, actually being there to witness a lot of it, but now he might be able to drag in someone else as well!

Speaking of whom, he quickly turned to face the monochrome girl as she called out to him, describing the situation with the new person she was trying to bring in, which probably wasn't purely for the twenty-five dollars being offered...

"Well, I'd hardly call myself 'the manliest dude around', but sure!" He said with a wide grin. "Anyone who's interested in the mysteries around Gravity Falls is good in my book! I think we might be going to the Mystery Shack first, but after that I'll show you anything you want! Or, anything I already know about at least..."

And that was when he heard another familiar voice, and turned just in time for Jack to tackle him in a hug. This may have been a bad move, as Jeremy's smile somehow managed to widen even further, and he returned the bear hug with enough strength to lift his old friend a full foot off the ground, arguably with the strength of an actual bear.

"Jack! You're here! I was beginning to get worried you might've struck off on your own!" He laughed loudly, before letting the poor teenager back on the ground again. "Yeah, it's been about eight years since I left. Really though? Are you sure? I think you might be a little taller than me still..."

This was naturally a joke, as he was very clearly close to a whole head taller than the other boy.

"That being said though, I do have a suspicion or two that I might've had a minor growthspurt at some point. Not really sure though."

God Jeremy hated flying...

Why HERO couldn't just have had a nice, safe headquarters on the ground like they used to, he didn't understand. One engine issue, either accidental or intentional, and all HERO's leadership could be taken out just like that! He didn't think he'd ever really get it. Other people seemed to find it cool, or inspiring, but he much preferred the stability of solid earth.

"Whoa, this s so cool! I've never been in a real aircraft before! Do you get to do this all the time here Mr Stray?!"

He sighed at the voice that came from beside him, turning to look at his young companion.

"Yeah, I 'get to.'" He sighed. "I personally don't think there's any funner experience than sitting in a tiny metal tube hurtling through the sky, with absolutely no control of whether I live or die."

Graham paused for a moment, tilting his head to the side as he tried to figure out why his teacher had phrased it like that. It didn't sound very fu-

"Oh! Wait! That was 'sarcasm' right?" He asked, feeling pretty confident he'd gotten it. He was proven correct when the old man let out an actual smile, if only a tiny one.

"Well, wouldja look at that. You're really starting to get the hang of it, aren't you?"

"Yeah!" The shapeshifter said happily, adjusting his glasses to keep them from falling off when he bounced in place. "I could tell because the stuff you said didn't sound like you enjoyed it at all. Also you smell like fear."

Jeremy decided to ignore that last comment, instead nodding to him.

"Good. That's progress. Don't get too ahead of yourself though, that was an easy one. Starting today, you're going to have to talk to new people on your own, without me around to come and save you. If you don't want to get tricked again, you'll need to keep working on it, got it?"

"Right! I won't let you down Mr Stray sir!" Graham said, grinning so widely that Jeremy half expected his face to split in half.

Jeremy half winced at the response, though he couldn't quite help the small smirk that appeared on his own face at the same time.

"God, don't call me sir, I'll break out in hives..." He said, before feeling the thump of the vtol landing at the academy, sighing in relief. "Well, looks like we made it in one piece. Ready for your first mission as a hero?"

"I think so!" Graham answered, only hesitating slightly. "I'll do my best!"

"Well, sounds good enough to me." Jeremy said with a nod. "Alright, let's get going. Time to show the world the real Graham."

It was only a short walk from the landing pad to the docks, where it looked like Principal Lee was busy greeting the other young heroes involved in the operation.

"Now Barbara, please. I know it's been a year, but you aren't telling me you've gotten senile enough to forget my face already, are you?" Jeremy asked with a chuckle, before looking down to Graham and nodding.

The bespectacled boy nodded back, and approached the principal.

"Hey, I'm Graham! I've been travelling with Mr Stray as his apprentice for the last year, so I'm hoping I can be a decent hero like the rest of you guys. If there's anything I can do, just let me know!"

Jeremy nodded faintly, almost imperceptibly to anyone who hadn't already been watching for it. Sure, the introduction might've gotten a little stiff around the middle depending on who you asked, but it was a lot better than when they'd first met at least.

"Please, Blaze, mind your language. They're just misguided, I'm sure. Not to mention we're also in a school." He said, before turning back to Lee. "But yeah, unfortunately I didn't get a whole lot of information on these kids from the Director before she sent us down here. What can you tell me about the misguided little bastards?"
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