Most of the people Mercy had brought to them hadn’t been faced with death before. Not in the way her or Jax had been. They hadn’t spent nights in alleyways barely able to move from hunger ( they’d never felt loneliness in the depths that she had, so certain she’d die in a dark and cold alley with no one coming to her aid even though the city bustled with life just feet away from her ) or days just hardly making it out alive from a fight as a hunter ( they hadn’t been raised to kill or the heartache that came from realizing you were on the wrong side after spending your childhood learning from someone else’s beliefs ). There was a certain determination and urgency to learn from a few of them, the same drive to be ready to fight and win and live another day that Jax and Pandora had. The others however didn’t feel the promise of a battle for life pressing against their back constantly and because of this they didn’t take the lessons as seriously as they should. She doesn’t look away from the makeshift bookshelf she is restacking, even the most determined members of the group had a little trouble grasping the concept of putting things back where they belong, when she replies to him,
“ I trust her judgement but even she can’t know for sure -
I don’t think we’ll know if they are close or not until they
make a move which is sort of nerve wracking. Even if by
some miracle they actually learn just one thing it won’t be
enough. Hell even the two of us still have a lot of learning
to do before we’re ready. I know Mercy thinks we should
stay where we are and keep studying but it sort of feels
like staying put is like waiting to die. Some of them are so
young Jax… we could send them away, somewhere safe -
give them a shot at life instead of fighting a battle they could
never hope to win. ”
They didn’t have the advantage in terms of numbers, or skill, and sending even one person away would seriously hurt them all in the long run but everything already seems so hopeless that she can’t help but want to save whoever she can from facing their seemingly inevitable fate should they stay and fight.
After living so long in the darkness, in a life he had been forced into believing was his true calling, Jaxon knew what it was like to start over and be more confused than ever. A lot of the kids they were trying to turn into soldiers were doing just that. They had any sense of normalcy ripped away from them and told to gear up for the oncoming storm. But they had to protect them, all three of them knew that much at least. Maybe some of them didn’t like it -- or want it even -- but it was for their own good. If they didn’t take them and train them now then when the time came they would be ripped out of this world like they never existed to begin with. And Jaxon couldn’t just stand by and let that happen. None of them could.
“ You know we can’t do that. They’ll find them. There’s just nowhere that’s safe anymore. We could send them to Iceland and eventually they’d still find them. I know it sucks, believe me do I know. But we can win this. We have to win this... ”
Because if they didn’t win then all of this was for nothing. All of the training and preparing would be pointless and all of their kind would eventually be wiped out. Maybe once upon a time that was what he believed was the right thing for the world, but now he knew the truth and he couldn’t turn his back on these people. A lot of them had become like family to him, especially since his own family was now the enemy. And as hard as it was to turn his back on his own family, it wasn’t something he was looking to do over again for a second time to his new family.
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