Author's Note: I know that I already have four other stories up, but I couldn't help but write this one, I really hope you all enjoy it. This is set during the movie.

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Sky High and this is the only chapter that I will state that in.

And the rain will kill us all

Throw ourselves against the wall

And no one else can see

The preservations of a martyr in me

-Psychosocial

-Slipknot

Chapter 1

High school, the mundane of every teenager's existence. They spend twelve years learning what they need to know in life and when that is over, guess what, more school, just to get a good job so that you can work the rest of your life. What's worse is that some do not even finish school, so they don't get a good job therefore they do not have a good house to live in and, probably, cannot pay for all of their bills and they get thrown out on the streets where they become prostitutes, pimps, criminals and worst of all, super villains.

Some don't even go to a normal high school; some are the actual children of the super heroes you see on the television fighting the super villains and other various criminals. They go to a school that teaches them how to be a hero or a sidekick, whichever one you are placed in. Some of the students don't have one parent that is a superhero, just regular, normal, every day, boring parents, like me. This school is called Sky High, and this is where I am going to be tortured for the next four years.

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Kitsune Nova Okami Whitlock and I absolutely hate my first name and my second middle name. I have long hair that, when it is completely straight, goes all the way to my waist and it is as black as night. My eye color is a little strange, you see, my eye color changes with my mood, when I am happy they are blue, mad; red like fire, sad; brown, sick; green, jealous; a darker green, I'm not sure what color they are when I'm in love, simply because I have never been in love.

I am only fourteen years old, and am tall for my age, or at least that is what people tell me, anyway, I am five feet eleven inches. People seem to think that I am too pale, but hey, what do they know, I like the way my skin is, I mean, sure I've got a few scars, but who doesn't, the thing I like the most about my skin is that it never tans, sure I can try, but all I'm going to do is burn, peel and be just as pale as I was before I tried. I would tell you my powers, but you can try and figure them out on your own, all I will tell you is that I have four of them and they have nothing to do with each other, you might get a glimpse of one of them in power placement.

What I usually wear is a band t-shirt with any color hoodie over it, as long as the hoodie isn't from Aeropostle, American Eagle, Hollister or Abercrombie I'll wear it, especially if it's from Hot Topic, Spencer's or Pac Sun. I always wore the dog tags I had been given by the general when my father was declared KIA. I usually wore just regular dark blue jeans or Tripp pants. My shoes were always either converse of any color or regular tennis shoes. I outright refused to wear make-up; even after my mom offered to teach me how to put it on, it is wrong to test on animals and I didn't want to wear anything that was used on anything non-human. Right now I was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, my black converses, an MCR band t-shirt and a MCR hoodie over it. My hair was hidden under my MCR hat, yes I love the band, so no one would see how long it was, and I was wearing my contacts, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I have horrible vision, so I had to always wear either my glasses, which I despised, or my contacts.

I was sitting on a bench a few houses down from where I live, waiting for the bus that would take me to Sky High. I hoped that it would be late; again, my hopes were squashed when I saw the bus rounding the corner and slowing to a stop in front of me. I sighed and stood up, taking my sweet ol' time about it, got on the bus and sat in the first open seat I found. It was near the front, but hey, a seat is a seat and I just wanted to be out of everyone's sight. He then announced that I was the last stop and to hold on to your seats. I ignored him as seat belts came out of the seats and buckled us in. I rolled my eyes as all the other freshmen screamed and laughed and all that stupid shit and grimaced when we finally landed at the school, well, time to begin the four years in hell, might as well get it over as soon as possible.

I was the first one off the bus and I glared at two older boys that looked like they were up to no good, they most likely were. As soon as all the freshmen were off of the bus the chubbier of the two boys ran, his power was obviously speed, around our group of freshmen and the other boy walked over to us. I knew that my eyes must be red right now; these were the type of people who bullied the younger students just for the hell of it.

"On behalf of the welcoming committee, we would be happy to collect the new student fee of $15," said the taller, lanky boy, stretching his arms out in front of us.

"Are you sure, I hadn't read anything about it in the student handbook," said a shorter boy that was standing to my right.

I scoffed and said, "There is no new student fee, and they're just trying to hustle you out of your money."

"Why don't you just shut your mouth?" asked the chubby boy.

"Why don't you make me?" I taunted him.

He looked like he was about to hit me until a girl a bit shorter than me stepped in and started talking about the school; I ignored her ad looked around the front of the school. There was one girl who was the entire cheer leading team and I almost laughed, if that was her only power than I feel sorry for her. I saw one guy hit a girl's ass with lasers from his eyes and she retaliated by freezing him, yep, typical high school.

**** (Time lapse) ****

Coach Boomer was explaining to us about the power placement when I zoned out. I shook off the images and looked down to see that I wasn't wearing my gloves and someone had touched the palm of my hand. God! How could I be so stupid!?! Well, you just got a glimpse of one of my powers; I'll just tell you what it is now. If someone touches the palm of my hand I see their entire past and what they are thinking during the memories, I absolutely hate it. I reached into the pocket of my hoodie and pulled out my fingerless gloves, they are black leather with holes where the knuckles belong.

When I was absolutely sure that no one would be able to touch the palms of my hands I looked back up at Boomer. He was finished talking and started having people come up to show him their powers. I hoped that I wouldn't have to show him mine until after lunch, because if I had to show him before, he was going to have to deal with one irritable and hungry teenager and it ain't gonna be pretty. I'm actually glad that I'm in the back today; he won't see me as easily if I was at the front.

I smiled to myself when the bell rang, signaling lunch, and was about to leave when he announce that he be starting with, someone who was in the front, after lunch. I looked to see, well, I couldn't believe my eyes; it was my cousin Will Stronghold. I knew there was something different about his parents, my mom would always lie to me and say that they were just real estate agents. I ran up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder, knowing that he didn't know that I went here now. He turned around and I almost laughed at the look of shock on his face.

"Oh my God, Nova is that you?" he asked.

"Who else could it be no brain?" I asked him sarcastically.

"Yeah, that's my sarcastic cousin," he mumbled and smiled at me. "I didn't know that you had any powers."

"Yeah well, I didn't know that you or Aunt Josie and Uncle Steve had any powers at all," I retorted. "Some family I have."

By now, we had attracted the attention of the three people who were with him, I knew one of them, again, I couldn't believe my eyes, it was Layla, Will's best friend. As always she was wearing green, I knew that she had powers, but that was because she was always better with plants than Will or I ever were. The other two I didn't recognize, one was a girl with her black hair up in a tight bun with two purple streaks in it, she was wearing what I would normally wear, the other was a tall boy, no I'm serious, he was taller than me, anyway, he had blond hair and was wearing an outfit that consisted of just white, yellow and black, not your normal yellow though, the type of yellow that you would expect to glow when the lights were turned out.

"Oh, umm . . . Guys, this is my cousin Nova, Nova you already know Layla, this is Zack and Magenta," Will said.

"Don't bother with names," I said. "I'll just end up giving you all a nickname anyway. So, let's get to lunch, yeah."

They all nodded and we headed toward the cafeteria, it wasn't very big, so they must have the students have lunches at different times, because if they didn't, there wouldn't be enough room to fit the entire school, believe me. I didn't get a big lunch, just a drink and I got a package of crackers out of my hoodie, see this is something you should know about me. I can't eat too much or I get incredibly sick and have to be taken to a hospital, we don't know why, maybe I just have an undersized stomach. Anyway, there wasn't much said at lunch, just Zack, Magenta and Layla complaining about how they were placed as sidekicks.

"So, Nova," Zack said suddenly. "Where do you think that you'll be placed?"

"I know that Boomer will place me in hero," I said regretfully, I wouldn't be placed with any of them. "Why, you ask. Well, because, no matter what I show him, he'll think that my powers deserve a hero status, no matter how much I don't want to be a hero, I don't even want to be here. Hell, I didn't even know that I had superheroes for relatives, because my mom's side of the family lied to me."

"What can you do anyway?" Layla asked curiously.

I grinned at her and said, "You'll see, trust me, when you see what I can do, it will be what you least expected."

Before Will or anybody else could say anything the bell rang and we all headed back to the gym, where none of us wanted to be. I'm just glad that I wasn't the one Boomer would start with, but still felt sorry for Will, I mean, he said that he didn't have any powers and he had to get up in front of the entire Freshmen class and admit it to them. I stood near the front this time, just to give Will some support, if nothing else, it wasn't like I wanted to get up there; no one did for that matter.

I watched as Will walked up to the raised floor and stood in front of everyone, not sure what to do. I almost gasped when Boomer dropped the car, but Will dropped to the ground just before the car could hit him, after Will told him that he wasn't super strong Boomer thought that he meant that he was a flyer like Aunt Josie and sent Will flying, but Will did nothing but land on this head on the other side of the gym. Then Will told him that he didn't have any powers and he was sent to the nurse's office. Unfortunately, that meant that I was the only person who hadn't been placed left and Boomer had me come up there.

"What's your name girl?" he asked loudly.

"Kitsune Whitlock," I retorted.

"Whitlock, eh?" he said. "I've heard of you, you're the girl with four powers right, well, that's more than the usual one or two."

"Obviously," I muttered.

"Powers was a vague on what you can do, so why don't you show me?" Boomer said.

"Well, Coach Boomer," I said. "I ain't exactly sure how to show you."

"I know a way," he said and pressed a button on the remote he held in his hand. "Car."

As soon as he said hat I threw my gloved hand into the air and the car stopped before it touched my hand and stayed in the air. Everyone seemed amazed at the fact that I stopped a free falling car without even touching it. Even I was surprised that I was able to do it; I still hadn't perfected that power. Well, now you know what two of my powers were, only two to go. I will explain the power for you; I can control and manipulate metal of any kind, even the strongest metal in the world.

He grinned and said, rather loudly I might add, "Hero!"

Well, I hope y'all like it; I will post the next chapter as soon as possible.