The Nexus.

The knock at my door was followed by my mother's voice. "Kaleb, I need you to come downstairs."

Her tone carried a weight I couldn't place. I followed her into the living room, where she gestured for me to sit.

"Mom, what's happening with Dad?" The words slipped out before I could stop them.

Her face froze in shock. "How do you know about that?"

"I overheard earlier," I admitted cautiously, trying to prepare for her reaction.

"How much did you hear?" she asked, her voice steady but tense.

"Enough to know why he left and how you feel about it."

She nodded slowly, a flicker of emotion crossing her face. "Kaleb, we need to leave before something bad happens."

"Mom, I'm not trying to take sides, but deep down, you know Dad was right."

Her sigh was heavy, almost reluctant. "Maybe he was," she murmured.

"Do I have powers like Dad? I mean, I'm his son, right?" I asked hesitantly.

She hesitated. "We made a choice to remove them. We wanted you to live a better, safer life."

"But what about my choice?" I pressed.

Pacing, she muttered, "This life isn't what you think. It's dangerous."

I decided to keep my powers a secret for now. "It's not fair to us. Our powers are part of who we are."

Her silence hung thick in the room until a sudden knock at the door broke the tension.

She opened it to a woman with blond hair, who stared at her with wide eyes. "Sabrina?"

"Who are you?" my mom asked warily.

"You don't remember me? It's Arcana."

"Arcana? You're alive?"

The woman stepped inside, and they moved to the living room.

"I thought Emberix killed you years ago," Mom said, her voice a mix of disbelief and relief.

"I thought you were gone, too," Arcana replied. "But I came to find you. We need to reassemble the team."

"You had a team?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

My mom's face darkened. "That was a long time ago."

Arcana's expression softened, but her words were firm. "Sabrina, the world needs us. Now more than ever."

Before Mom could respond, our phones buzzed simultaneously. The notification was a public announcement from the Department of Homeland Security.

A man's voice accompanied the message:

"Good evening, metahumans. My name is Joe Wann, director of Sentinel Solutions. Recent events involving The Harbingers of Doom have shown us the dangers of unchecked power. That's why we're calling on those with gifts to join us. Together, we can protect the world from those who misuse their abilities. Join Sentinel Solutions and become the heroes this world needs."

The message ended, leaving a strange stillness in the room.

Mom shook her head. "Sentinel Solutions... I remember them. They exploited people like us. Why are they calling for us now?"

"Probably using this crisis to manipulate metahumans in broad daylight," Arcana replied grimly.

"Do you think they could restore powers?" I asked hopefully.

"Absolutely not," they both answered in unison.

Arcana stood to leave, giving my mom her number and a location. "Think about it, Sabrina. The world needs us."

Mom watched her go, then locked herself in her room without another word.

I retreated to my own room, trying to process everything. My mind raced with memories, questions, and emotions. I wrote it all down, but my thoughts were interrupted by my siblings' voices.

"I know he was in a coma, but he doesn't act like himself anymore," my brother said.

"Mom said the doctors think it might come back," my sister replied.

Their words carried an emotional weight that felt... tangible. Suddenly, my surroundings warped. My room shifted into my brother's, and I found myself watching them talk.

"Maybe Kaleb knows. Let's ask him," they said, heading for my room.

Panicking, I tried to make my room return to normal. When they reached my door, the knob sent a jolt of electricity through me. The room transformed back just as they burst in.

To them, it looked like I was seizing. Electricity coursed through me uncontrollably until Mom rushed in. She grabbed my grounding bands, fastening them around my wrists.

The energy dissipated, leaving me gasping for air.

"What happened?" she demanded.

I looked at her, my siblings, and then at the faint glow still emanating from my hands.

"I have powers," I admitted.