[BreakABone]

The final part, I think writing this way makes it easier, but spreading it out over 3 days was a wash. Gonna need to find a nice middle ground.
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Fox and Swan were not out of high school and enjoying their first semester at University. The challenge it offered excited them, but they were happy when mid-semester rolled around.

It had been a few months since they last seen their friends. It had been a problem for them to come out and visit; they were always busy. Swan and Fox also found ways to occupy their time. In the almost 18 months since discovering their powers, they had become somewhat like cult heroes.

It had started off simple enough for them. Helping an old lady rescue a cat from a tree or grabbing a little boy out of the street before getting hit by a car. Then it started to rapidly expand over the summer before college. They began catching pickpockets and muggers. And college offered a whole new class of thieves and would-be rapists.

They were exhausted when they finally made it home, but before they could get any rest they received a message from their old friends telling them to meet-up at the old schoolyard in about an hour.

They dropped off their stuff without unpacking. Spent a little time with their family and then they were both out the door. They met up at the corner of the school and went into the yard.

When they entered, the place seemed pretty empty. It was a Saturday so no students were expected there, but still the schoolyard use to be a popular hangout. As they looked around, they heard a voice shout out "HELP! HELP!"

They sprung into action as they began to search around for the source of the screams. They pinpointed it to the east and rushed over. They reached the point and stopped short of their destination. There up in the tree was Dylflon dying with laughter.

"Oh the look on your faces right now." He started.
"It's good to know that the Dashing Daring Doubles are here to save the day!" Dyne said revealing himself.
Typhoid couldn't speak as he was too busy laughing at his pals.

"Ha. Ha. Real funny guys. I'm dying over here." Fox faked laughter.
"What is up friendos?"

"Not much. It has been some time since we've seen you two. We figured we get together like old times. " Dyne answered.
"That and we have been following you boys exploits up at your school. We have to say some truly terrific work." Typhoid gave them a sarcastic two thumbs up.
"But in all seriousness, we have been impressed," Dylfon stated, "and we think it is time you join up with the Coalition."

Fox became excited at the news, "Really? You guys think we are ready?"
Swan however was stuck on the last part, "The Coalition?"

"We would never kid about membership." Dyne replied.
"As for the name," Typhoid started to explain, "we felt it was needed. It is short for The Canadian Coalition. Imagine 5 of Canada's greatest citizens banded together. No one or no thing could stand in our way. We could bring law and order the way we see fit."

"Friendos, this does not sound like the program Fox and I want to join. You can't be serious."

"We are deadly serious!" Dylflon cut in with anger in his voice. "We will give you boys one chance to accept our offer. What is it going to be?"

"Then the answer is no," Fox spoke up, "we will offer our services to those in need. We will not use our powers to control people!" Swan shook his head in agreement.

"I'm sorry you feel that way." Dyne tried to comfort them.
"But it wasn't unexpected." Dylflon added.

Before they could respond, Typhoid was on them. Pounding them from every direction. They could barely make out where the blows were coming from, but by the time they were clear it was too late. They passed out on the floor in pain.

To add insult to injury, Dyne threw water on them to revive them. Then Dyne, Dylflon and Typhoid walked over to their fallen comrades.

"Only after some misguided loyalty to our former friends are we sparing your lives, but if we ever cross paths again. Make no mistake about it. We will kill you!" Dylflon spat on his former friends.

The Coalition walked off into the sunset laughing while Fox and Swan laid on the floor writhing in pain.
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