Kylan was, well, he was happy.
Here and on earth. But God, was he ready to go back to earth, to be with his parents.
This place had been a blessing in disguise, he'd met such great people like Aria, like Kevin, like Ciro, re-met Lilith and watched her learn how to live, and learned so, so much.
He really looked the part now, too. He wore a blood red shirt that was thin and loose on his body, orange trousers, and black leather boots. In his hands was a scythe that he'd been awarded as a weapon that was useful as both a blade and was designed for electrokinetics like him, so he could funnel his lightning through it. His backpack still hung on his back, now muddied, but carried so many valuables that he was bringing back from the land. His arms and legs were covered in scars, and his muscles had toned quite well. I really look like some adventurer from a storybook, eh?
Torin sat on his shoulders, peering down at all the others with happiness. The boy had grown shockingly close to all of them, even go as far as to call some of them "aunt" or "uncle" and then their names. He, now too, wore blue trousers, small boots, and a blue shirt.
Now Kylan stood before the portal, having said his goodbyes and practiced what he'd say to his parents. He threw one last look over his shoulder, eyes sparkling with joy. "Adios, mi amigos!"
With that, he took a dramatic step into the portal, into his home.
Except it wasn't his home.
And he had to swerve as to not hit Lilith who hadn't moved from the doorway, plus squeeze by Kevin and Aria.
"Uhh... Y'all get in the wrong portal?" He laughed, before glancing around. Well, great. "Hi? Again? Why're we here?"
Lilith nodded, reaching in her pant's back pocket and pulling out a black smartphone, flipping it onto the dial pad, and handing it to him. "Here, here you go."
Kevin took the phone, giving her a small smile. “Thanks,” he said, dialing his brothers number.
“You’ve reached the voicemail of Felix Ivanov. I’m probably busy, so call again later.” The message was repeated in Russian, but Kevin hung up before he heard the entire thing. Great, He thought, checking the time. He’s probably sleeping. He handed the phone back to Lilith. “He won’t answer. Thanks anyway.” He said.
As the door was opened, the stench hit him. Smog, gas, and other strange smells clogged his nose, making him gag. “Oh... oh it stinks.” Kevin said, covering his nose with his sleeve.