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ella walked through the group, saying "excuse me" as she checked all the boxes.

"oh- evan! over here, i've found our box!" ella smiled as she knelt down in front of it.

it was a medium sized chest.
two e's were spray painted on the top along with two t's. the twins never intended to be called 'the trouble twins' but neither were complaining. it made them sound cooler then they actually were.

before being imprisoned, both teens didn't own much. the most they had were a couple pair of jeans, shorts and shirts that they rotated through out the week.

so when the box was clicked open, they gasped at the items inside.

"woah! this stuff is..." evan exclaimed as he knelt down and searched the box.

"why are you guys so surprised? ain't that your stuff?" captain boomerang, other known name digger, questioned as he popped a cigarette between his lips.

"not exactly. its ours but its all new stuff. we didn't own any of this before" ella replied as evan hopped to his feet.

"ell's look, they even got us outfits" evan chuckled like a little boy which made ella giggle.

"try it on" ella encouraged as she looked at her outfit. so evan easily pulled off his slightly grey shirt and three it in the box, showcasing the abs he had gained from climbing their cage every day.

"damn son, that's some body you got there" deadshot, or floyd, yelled making everyone turn to face the boy.

"wowzers! you really do got yourself a hot bod" harley giggled earning a little glare from ella.

"evan" ella said.

"yeah"

"just get dressed" ella warned and evan just laughed it off, putting on his outfit.
as he did, ella also threw off her prison clothes.

standing in just her undergarments, ella grabbed out her outfit.
evan finished getting dressed and noticed the state of his twin.
he also noticed all the eyes staring at her and his overprotective brother instincts kicked in.

"eyes off!" he growled before snatching a blanket from a nearby soldier, wrapping it around ella.

"wh-what's wrong?" ella questioned as she just continued to dress herself.

"next time at least go somewhere else to get dressed" he complained.

"why should i?" ella answered, giving evan a daring look.

"cause you're a girl"

"and that's supposed to mean something to me?" evan just groaned at his sisters stubbornness but he was in no place to complain back. he was just as stubborn.

from the other side, a harsh slap was sent to the back of diggers head.

"ow- what was that for?" he yelped.

diablo gave the man an intimidating look. for more visuals, the look of a father meeting his daughters boyfriend for the first time.

"she's a teenager dude" he scoffed at digger's disgusting head before turning away.

evan was like a child in a candy store when he pulled out the weapons they were gifted with.

"ella, how sick are these?" evan cheerily asked as he skillfully twisted and swung the bat and knives.

ella pulled out her weapons and smiled like her twin.

she placed the hand-piece on her hands while picking up the bladed whip which was surprisingly lighter than expected.

"these are incredible" ella honestly stated.

"what, can't fit anymore? to much junk in the trunk?"  harley asked floyd as she put on her red lipstick.

"nah it's just that every time I lut it on, someone dies" floyd answered as he stared down at the full face mask in his hand.

"and?" the blonds plainly said.

"i like putting it on" floyd laughed nervously.

digger approached the twins, appearing behind ella.

"so...aren't y'all a bit young to be criminals?" he questioned, ella squealed in surprise.

"and aren't you too old to be carrying around some pink, fluffy unicorn?" evan chuckled, using his new machete to open the aussie's jacket, revealing a little bit of pink fluff.

"oi!"

"be nice evan. we don't need our new teammates hating us too" ella said in a mother tone. evan stopped, not forgetting to give digger his annoying little smirk.

"i can see why y'all are known as the trouble twins" digger grumbled, ella glancing up at him.

"not the name we wanted but a name we enjoy living up to" she shrugged.

"looks like a lot of people are going to die" harley giggled happily earning a few glances.

"yeah...and it's going to be us" diablo stated, obviously not as happy as the others to be out.

"say for yourself. ey! what's that crap on your face? does it wash off?" digger gestured to diablo's face tattoo's with his knife.

"what about yo- oh wait...that's just your face. sorry" ella teased, smiling innocently as she watched the aussie glare down at her.

"so what ARE you two doing here? you two cuties! cheeks full of baby fat-!" harley's hand pinched evans cheek which got the immediate response of it being slapped off.

"the brief, shortened version of our story...we're possessed by demons that give us meta human abilities" ella explained casually, as if she was explaining what she ate this morning.

"so if i tipped holy water on you...?"

"no harley we will not burn" ella sighed.

"how old are y'all?" floyd queried

"seventeen" evan answered.

"man i'm old enough to be your dad" he exclaimed.

"god damn i would love to hear what y'all did"

"well that's a story for another time" evan chuckled

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