First chapter in my Hotstreak/OC story. Hopefully she won't be a Mary-Sue. Let me know if she is or starts to become one. Um, not much else to say but enjoy and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own Static Shock.

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"Ninty-nine, one hundred." I collapsed on my back, almost breathless.

"You know the drill ladies. Each screw up equals ten more crunched." My coach told us for the tenth time that day. And people wonder why cheerleader have nice abs.

"Practice was killer dude!" I said a girl on my squad, Sasha, as we waked towards the parking lot.

"Dude?" Sasha said back.

"Don't make fun of. I'm from California." I said while walking towards my car.

"'Cause that gives you an excuse." Sasha said with quite a lot of sarcasm if you ask me.

"It should"

"Well you're in Dakota now." We stopped by our cars.

"Obviously. No one says 'dude'. It's always 'bra'," I said pronouncing it like a surfer would with an 'a'. "Oh, I'm sorry. Bro."

"I'm not sitting through this again, see you tomorrow." Sasha turned and climbed into her car. I was about to get in mine when a loud voice stopped me.

"SAM! SAM! Hey, mind giving me a lift." Steve, who was probaby my best friend in Dakota, hollered at me.

"No prob. Get in." I hollered back while glancing at myself in the car mirror. Sun-streaked blond hair and blue-green eyes were what I saw. Along with a monstrous zit on my cheek 'cause we all can't have perfect skin like miss-perfect herself, Frieda Goren. Steve's' smiling face came in to my line of vision. I beamed right back at him.

"What were you doing here so late?" I asked. Steve's smile vanished as he looked away and mumbled something about tutoring. It made sense. Steve didn't have the best grades. I quickly changed the subject as I started the car.

"I was after school 'cause the stupid district decided cheer wasn't a sport. Really? We have to be in good shape to tumble and jump. We fricken' lift people dude! And they still say it's not a sport. Well fine, we can't get last period athletics that's just…whatever. I've learned to spell stuff. Like defense. I seriously didn't know how to spell that before…." I rambled on for a bit until I saw Steve smile again. Mission Accomplished. I looked over at him.

"Purple's the color of the month?" I asked. Every month or so Steve randomly decides to dye his hair, eyebrows, and goatee. Last month was blue, this month was apparently purple.

"You noticed" Was his dry response.

"Kinda hard not to."

"You're just in denial that you're in love with me," Steve's tone was playful "you stare at me and think about me, every second of everyday."

"God Steve. You're totally right. I want you. I need you."

"Everybody does. It's a job hazard. It's ok, acceptance is the first step."

"What job?"

"Being good looking."

"Of course. So, where to?" I asked before I could take a wrong turn and end up lost with Steve. I usually don't mind his energy, but sometimes it could be annoying.

"Um, could you just drop me off at Evans?" I suppressed a sigh. Evan was a gang banger. " I know you don't like him, but he's not that bad. You just have to get to know him."

"Okay." I know I sounded doubtful. We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Steve?" I asked. He turned to look at me. "Why do you dye your eyebrows and goatee with your hair?" Steve just laughed. I put on a little pout.

"I'm being serious here." He still laughed and I struggled to keep a straight face. "People know it's fake anyways." Finally I gave into laughing with him. I pulled in to Evans driveway to find him waiting.

"Evan." I said with a quick smile that didn't last very long.

"Sam." All I got back was a quick head nod. I said goodbye to Steve them heading towards my house.

A couple hours later, after giving up on homework, I found myself sitting at the edge of one of the docks. It reminded me of home. Not exactly like it, but as close as anything I knew about in Dakota would come to the beaches of California. I heard the gangs fighting somewhere to my left and I saw the policed in helicopters. I heard a gun shot and I heard the sound of something metal breaking, but I didn't see the purple was until it was too late. I turned around only to see a swarm of purple gas headed my way, I accidentally inhaled some as it washed over me. Listing to the feeling in the pit of my stomach I decided it was time for me to get out of there. With each breath I took I inhaled more and more of the purple gas. Bangers were running everywhere and so was the police. Everything was a huge pot of confusion. In the confusion I accidentally ran into a banger with red and blonde-streaked hair. I opened my mouth to say sorry.

"Watch it." He growled in a gravelly voice. I closed my mouth as he ran off. As for me, I got myself out of there with as little breathing as possible, which is hard to do when you're sprinting. I breathed a sigh of relief as I got home. Quickly striping off my cloths and climbing in to bed, I fell asleep.

In the morning I woke up feeling a little weird. Like something about me had changed. I looked in the mirror to see if I was a physical one. The zit had gone down but I was pretty sure that wasn't it. I got ready to go to school anyways. I still felt funny when I left for school at eight o' clock. I swung my arm to swat at a couple of fly's that had been bugging me and some pebbles from the street followed in the same direction. Okay weird. It was strange, not many weird things had happened in Dakota during the three short months I had lived there. Just that purple gas. Still feeling disoriented I pulled into the student parking lot where a frowning Steve was waiting for me.

"Hey" The greeting was very quiet. I replied back at the same level. "What's up?

"I just feel really weird." I said to him. Steve seemed to consider this for a minute.

"Were you at the docks last night?" My eyes snapped to his. Could he know?

"Yeah." It came out very softly, like a sigh.

"Me too." We both stood in silence, not knowing what to say. The school bell rang signaling students to get to class. In the hallways many people were talking about the explosion at the docks last night. They were calling it the 'big bang' and people affected by it were 'bang babies'. I stopped in front of my classroom, grabbing a hold of Steve's arm.

"Ditch with me?" To my horror, my voice sounded desperate.

"Just about to ask you the same thing." That makes me feel a whole lot less lame. Steve and I walked in silence to an alleyway by the school. In the distance I heard the final bell ting. Steve and I both waited for the other person to speak first. I took a deep breath. It's now or never.

"You said you were at the docks last night. I said speaking slowly and choosing my words carefully. "Did you….are you…experiencing any…um, side effects?"

"I feel off, like something's changed. I can't decide it's a good change or bad one. Do you know what I mean?" I nodded. "I feel like something's been building up and it's going to burst any minute." As Steve said this his hands morphed into giant purple blades that matched his hair. He looked at them in disbelief. "What the…? As quickly as they came, they were gone. "You try."

"But nothing's been building up. I just feel weird. What if I wasn't affected? I'm normal." As I said this I gestured wildly with my hands. Following the path of my hands I saw two big cracks in the ground. "Did I just?"

"I think so."

"I'm 120% sure I couldn't do that yesterday."

"Of course you couldn't. This is so cool!" Of course Steve was happy. I, on the other hand, was angry about these powers.

"Cool? You think this is cool?" My voice rose with each word. "Were freaks! Normal people don't have powers; they go to school and worry about the cute guy in their class. They don't worry about getting powers one day. Oh my god. My parents. They are going to freak. I thought it was bad when they found some of the other stuff I did. Oh, no, this is going to be way worse. They are going to SHIT a brick; they have a FREAK for a daughter who just happens to be friends with another FREAK!" I stood looking defiantly at Steve as if challenging him to disagree. I was out of breath. Steve and I stood there after my outburst not saying anything until a swirling black hole appeared on the wall next to us. I shadowy form stuck its head out of the hole.

"Hello? I knew I had heard the voice before.

"Even?" Of course he had been at the docks and got powers.

"It's Ebon now. And I want you two to join my new crew."

"Crew?"

"For people like us. Meta humans. Bang babies." So that's what were called. Steve seemed eager to join. Where else would you go? You said it yourself, you're a freak. Making my decision, I stepped into the swirling black mass to start my new life.

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