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Chapter 1

I Don't Blend, I Phase

Mom wasn't joking. She was actually sending me to super school.

Of course, I wasn't exactly thrilled. I was perfectly fine with going to a normal high school, and it wasn't like my powers were going haywire either. In fact, they were perfectly subdued in my opinion. Mom was just paranoid that I would break at any second, and send some poor unsuspecting sap to the hospital, more specifically the morgue. Honestly, her lack of faith in me was rather insulting, and enough to drive me crazy at times.

You see, my parents were both super heroes. Yes, i said were. My mom was Elena Robinson, better known as Nightshade. She had the power to phase through objects, and people if she wanted. Dad was Joseph Robinson, also known and feared as Reaper, and had the power of shadow manipulation. They both used to home-school me, taught me everything I had to know about my powers that came along like five or six years ago. Then, Dad started changing. No, he didn't get all abusive or anything, but he seemed to develop a thrill for crime, ad eventually got himself arrested by the Commander for stealing crown jewels in England, leaving no one to help me with my power training.

Mom has been worried about me ever since. Though, part of that was my doing. I've been in detention too many times to count for not-so-accidentally destroying school property. I scoffed, I would never hurt anyone... unintentionally that is.

"Lilith! Hurry up or you'll miss the bus!"

And here's to a start of one hell of a day...

"Yeah mom! Be down in a minute!"

I put on my usual black shirt and fishnet gloves, a pair of dark jeans with a little chain belt dangling around my waist, and a pair of black converse. My brown hair was loose on my shoulders, and a pair of large headphones hung around my neck.

"LILITH!"

"I'm coming!"

Mom didn't bother to see me off, settling for a quick goodbye before I left the house. I slipped on my headphones as I hopped on the bus, ignoring the stares the rest if the occupant were giving me and took the unoccupied seat by the window. Did I forget to mention the I was enroll long into Sky High as a senior? No? Must have slipped my mind.

Ignorance by Paramore blasted in my ears as I stared out the window. More and more freshman piled in, one brave soul even daring to take the empty seat next to me.

The bus veered off the road, and right off a cliff. I hissed a string if curses under my breath as the freshmen around me began to scream frantically, though it was muffled by my headphones and still-blasting music. My curses grew louder as we fell closer and closer, towards Maxville.

I was about ready to throw up when the bus transformed. Retractable wings flipped at it's sides and a rocket blasted at its end, and we sped through the sky. It wasn't a pleasant experience. My stomach was doing flips the whole way. When I finally dared to look back out, I was greeted with the weirdest sight: a floating school

Right, Sky High. How cliche can you get?

The bus bumped as we roughly touched down, "Sorry!" the driver, Ron I think his name was, called. As soon as the seatbelts were off, I was one of the first few out. It was amazing how many supers there were, really. The place was packed.

I went ahead from the rest of the group, almost to the steps, when I was pushed back with the group by a swriling vortex, which actually turned out to be a kid with super speed. The blur stopped to reveal a rather chubby guy in a black sports jacket and a cap.

"Hey freshmen, your attention please!" he called as another guy stretched his way next to his friend like a slinky. He had messy brown hair, and wore a black and white striped jumper and a black t-shirt with a skull on it. He was actually pretty cute.

"I'm Lash, and this is Speed. As representatives of the Sky High Welcoming Committee-"

We'd be happy to collect that $15 new student fee."

While they were trying to get money out of a nerdy kid in orange, I made my way towards the steps. Unfortunately, this didn't go unnoticed. Speed was in front of me in seconds and pushed me back. "Where do you think you're going, freshman? You can't leave until you pay the student fee."

I scoffed, "Oh, please. Like I don't know a scam when I see one?" I made to push passed him again, but Lash moved to his side, both of them blocking my path.

"You know, you're too cute to be a freshman." said Lash.

I rolled my eyes. "That's because I'm a senior, stupid."

"A new kid huh?" Lash grinned, "So what rock have you been living under the past four years, princess?"

Speed guffawed, "Maybe she got bitten by a radioactive spider."

"Or dropped in a vat of toxic waste." Lash joined in.

"None of the above, thanks." I spat.

"Okay guys, very funny." A girl in pink came walking over, and it was the most revolting sight to ever greet my eyes. Lash and Speed glanced at each other and headed back up the school, and I glared at their retreating backs.

"Hey everybody, I'm Gwen Greyson."

I tuned her out and glanced at the rest of the school. It was pretty cool, I guess. All these kids with super powers, you're sure to have an exciting year. "If you can follow those simple rules, I promise you won't fall the edge of the school." Thank god, I thought she'd never shut up.

The group gave a weak laughs while some kid in a blue shirt with red and white striped just looked on, confused.

"Wh-what rules?" he asked as the group walked on. I trailed behind.

Gwen lead us all to the gym and left us there. Then an orb of white energy swirled passed us and landed behind a podium that stood on top of a platform in front of a large glass window and manifested into a woman.

"Good morning. I am Principle Powers, and on behalf of all of the faculty and staff, welcome to Sky High," she greeted.

Some guy in neon whooped and clapped, earning many odd looks and a raise of an eyebrow from Principle Powers before she continued speaking. "In a few moments you will go through Power Placement and your own heroic journey will begin…"

There were murmurs amongst the freshmen. "For now, good deeds and good luck. Let the adventure begin! Comets away!" Principle Powers finished and flashed out the gym in a ball of cosmic energy.

A platform suddenly rose out of the floor, and a guy wearing a track jacket, a pair of white track shorts, a baseball cap, and aviator glasses rose to the platform with an intimidating aura coming off him that made me flinch a bit.

"Alright, listen up," he barked, "My name is Coach Boomer. Some of you may know me as Sonic Boom. Some of you may not."

"Here's how Power Placement is gonna work. You will step up here and show me your power." He gestured to the platform. "And yes, you will do so in front of the entire class. I will then determine where you will be assigned: Hero or Sidekick," he stated with authority. "Now every year there are a few students, or as I like to call them 'Whiner Babies', who see fit to question and to complain about their placement. So let's get one thing straight: my word is law, my judgment is final, so there will be no whiner babies. Are we clear?"

Whispers of acknowledgement erupted amongst the group, which pissed Boomer off.

"I said, are we CLEAR?" he asked again, his sonic voice almost knocking everyone back.

Coach Boomer blew his whistle and yelled, "Go-time!" as a set of stair emerged from the platform. He took off his glasses and stared straight at the small boy with curly red hair and glasses, "You, what's your name?"

"L-Larry," the boy stuttered.

"Little Larry," Boomer mocked and Larry nodded shakily. "Get up here."

Larry went up onto the platform. He put his glasses in his pocket and transformed...into a giant stone monster and caught the car Boomer called to drop on him. Huh? What are the odds?

"Big Larry...Hero." Boomer said, impressed.

The neon kid stepped onto the platfrm. Turns out he could glow. Sidekick.

The kid in orange could melt. Sidekick.

A kid with six arms. Hero.

A girl who shape-shifted into a ball. Sidekick.

A kid with super acid spit. Gross, but Hero.

A kid with physical mimicry. Hero.

A girl in purple transformed into a little black guinea pig with purple steaks. Sidekick.

Then Boomer called on some hippie chick.

"You. Flower child. Let's go." Boomer addressed her.

"Uh, I believe in only using my powers when the situation demands it," hippie replied quickly.

"Well, you're in luck," Boomer quipped. "This is the situation, and I'm demanding it."

"But to participate in this test would be to support a flawed system. I think the whole hero-sidekick dichotomy only serves to…"

"Let me get this straight." Boomer held out a hand to stop her. "Are you refusing to show me your powers?"

"It's more complicated than that, I mean-"

"SIDEKICK!" Boomer cried out. The hippie didn't really look like she cared though.

Then Boomer pointed straight at me. "You, princess, get up here!"

I raised an eyebrow and stepped onto the platform, crossing my arms as I faced Boomer. "You look too old to be a freshman." he said.

"That should be about right, seeing as I'm a senior." I deadpanned.

"Alright. What's you're name, what's your power?"

My lips twitched into a slight smirk. "Lilith Robinson, phasing and shadow manipulation."

"Car."

The car dropped from the ceiling, and concentrating on everyone around me, I held up my hands as if to catch the car from it's fall. A sort of dark mist rose from the ground, and held the car over my head as if it was solid. I noticed a few people were beginning to look sick, so I dropped my hand, and the mist disappeared, dropping the car on me. There were a lot of gasps of horror from the underclassmen, but I lifted myself up, my body translucent as I phased through the car. Boomer lifted the car off me, and I willed my body to solidify.

Boomer, still slightly shaken, wrote on his clipboard. "Hero." and told me to go to Principal Powers' office for my class schedule. I smirked as the freshmen flinched away from me as I passed. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad after all.

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~Cassandra