Disclaimer: I own a copy of the Sky High DVD and Soundtrack…and a copy of the Drifters. Besides that…nothing. I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on.

Note: This story is completely in Warren's point of view. This writing is style is new to me and any advice, flames; any feed back at all is wildly welcomed! I hope his parents were believable.

Going up in Flames

I guess if I'm going to tell my life story it should start with my parents. They met in high school. The same school I'm attending now (I think they enjoyed Sky High a lot more than me. But that's another story…well actually part of this story.) The term 'High School Sweethearts' has been used to describe the years of their relationship and technically they were, after all, they did marry each other just out of high school and so on.

I'll start with my mother, Christine Joyce Peace. Her parents were super powered government officials. They did a lot of work with foreign policy and negotiating treaties with other countries. Mom spent quite a few years living in countries like China, Spain, Italy, and India before she even started high school. Sky High was the first and only American school she attended (Well except now she works in one…)

I'm not sure what exactly her parents' powers were so I can't help you there, but mom's powers were similar to theirs according to her old stories. She has the ability to understand and speak any language (with a few exceptions, like ancient Aztec. Can't understand a single word of ancient Aztec, luckily she hasn't needed ancient Aztec…Italian also gives her some problems.) along with almost complete indestructibility. Couple that with all those years living in foreign countries and being taught hand to hand combat by the masters' in China made her quite daunting in power placement.

I don't think the gym teacher at the time found the language thing as impressive though…

She was sorted into the Hero track after showing her ability in the martial arts. In fact the ability to speak different languages almost landed her on the sidekick track. It was a useful talent the school admitted, but hardly what they looked for in a Hero.

I think now would the best time to bring in my father, Baron Jonathan Battle. Oh, yes I know! You know all about him…Just shut up and keep reading.

Father was living with his aunt and uncle when he started high school. His parents had died in a power fight between some villains and heroes. For the record, they were on the heroes' side. Oh, all the villains were captured (by Steve Stronghold's parents) and were safely locked up in Maxville's strongest jail for the super powered.

I don't think Dad really remembered his parents. He was only three when they died. I know he adored his aunt and uncle though. Good people.

Anyway, power placement for Dad was a lot easier than it was for Mom. His powers, oh so similar to mine, made him a shoe in for the Hero track. He dressed a lot different from me, though.

Power placement was the first time my parents saw each other.

At first I don't think Dad made much of an impression on Mom; I think that she probably thought he was just another jock with a swelled head. But, boy did shy little Ms. Peace who could speak a thousand languages on a whim catch his eye!

But it certainly, wasn't love at first sight. Baron was popular and smart. Christine was very pretty…and very unpopular. She had turned down nearly every boy in her year, and kicked a few of their asses too. (Reminds me of a certain girl I know…but that comes later) She preferred books over parties and intelligence and wit over physical strength. Part of the reason she once turned down Steve Stronghold (before he met Jetstream). Mom also had something of an infamous temper. She could really get fired up. But, her anger was usually justified in its cause and she always tried to act as peaceful as possible…but she did have a temper.

It wasn't until the middle of the summer of her junior year that Christine Peace even showed some interest in Dad.

This was when Mom and Dad ended up in the same foreign exchange program in Italy. Mom had entered the program to improve her Italian (one of her weak points) Dad had entered because it was new and thrilling and he had always liked a challenge.

They never told me much about how they first got together. All I know is Dad proved to Mom that he wasn't some dumb jock by having a very long discussion on the bus ride to Pompeii about the book The Drifters. It was a book that had captured my Mom's interest and Dad was the first person she'd meet that had read it and was willing to discuss it for hours on end. Dad favored Cato and Yigal. Mom liked Yigal and Joe. First time they really agreed on something. Both of them liking Yigal I mean, and of course, James A. Michener's writing.

They had their first kiss by an ancient alter looking onto Mount Vesuvius. An apt beginning for a relationship that would go up in flames, after all, Pompeii burned and disappeared.

But my parents' relationship didn't just burn up.

In fact it thrived though all opposition.

My parents graduated Sky High with honors. (Well at least my dad did.) He graduated with two starring roles in the school musicals (one future arch enemy in Steve Stronghold), captain of the super powered soccer team, and grades in the top ten percent of his class.

Mom graduated with decent grades and Baron Battle's class ring on a chain around her neck. She never told me about the time he gave it to her. Some wounds go to deep. So I can only wonder about that. But, I've never seen her without it.

Three months after their high school graduation my parents were married. Many of their fellow class mates attended the wedding. (Steve Stronghold and his parents included.)

I never really wanted to hear about their honeymoon, so I never asked. Honestly, couldn't even tell you where they went. I'm taking a wild stab here and saying Sorrento in Italy. But that's just a wild guess…

Mom's parents weren't to wild 'bout their daughter getting married at eighteen. Way, way too young! Their objections as you can see fell on deaf ears. I don't think they ever liked Dad. Won't even talk to their daughter now. She still sends them cards during all the major holidays. Kinda sad really. Frankly, my grandparents tick me off.

Well for about five years my parents work together as your typical crime fighting team. However, they worked on an international level. That job was secured by my mom's language talents and travels when she was a kid. Both my parents get a kick out of traveling, hell so do I.

Then one day my mom finds out she's going to have a baby.

And so my story really begins…

Review? Please? It's really not that hard to do…