-1A/N: There are way too many 'four girls who have powers' or 'girl who is not what she seems' fanfics. Not that there's anything wrong with those, but I want SLASH, and here it is. I need to stop starting new stories! But I can't! So, this is about four other boys, who eventually fall for the Sons Of Ipswich. Why? Because it had to be done. Hahahah. In case it get's confusing at first;
Rane Trait: Blonde with blue eyes. Erick Ramsey: Blonde with spikes. Mikhael Marlin: Semi long black haired with the eye patch. Kane Citsk: Brunette.
Disclaimer: So not mine. If it was, then so and so would hook up with so and so, and Sarah and Kate would not even be included. The music? I love it, I'm listening to it right now, but it's not mine either. Review, or I'll sick a darkling on you.
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CHAPTETR ONE
"Stop!" A man's voice echoed against the empty streets as the four teens ran from the club and to their motorcycles. "I'm making a citizen's arrest!"
"Sure you are." Said the black haired one, hair pulled back from his face in a short pony tail, a black eye patch over his right eye.
"C'mon, hurry it up, Mikhael!" A short haired brunette ordered, revving his bike.
"Relax, Kane." A grinning blonde with blue eyes cut in as they rode off into the fog.
"Rane, he is never going to relax!" Laughed another blonde, hair in small spikes.
"Shut up, Erick, and ride!" Kane ordered.
The sound of a motor filled their ears, and two glanced back.
"He's following us in his damn pickup!" Rane yelled.
"Hell, you got powers, use 'em!" Mikhael shouted.
"FASTER!"
A chorus of laughs and whoops went up, adrenaline rushed and carefree.
Red and orange caught, snaking up a tree, and the fig toppled over in front of the pickup, and the fire snuffed out immediately after.
"Burn burn!"
"Burn
lightly!"
"Burn burn!"
"Burn whitely!"
"What's that?"
The two singing (shrieking), Rane and Erick, stopped and looked back, watching the same pickup break down the bushes.
"Damn, he's still there." Mikhael muttered.
Kane let out a frustrated growl, "this is all your fault, guys!" He shot right, and the others followed.
They went for a large, barren tree, tilted to the side and leaning over against the others.
The Death and Resurrection show
Right after the other, they rode strait up the trunk and disappeared.
Cut through me
The truck skidded on dirt, came to a stop, and the driver climbed out.
Burn away all my impurity
Silence cloaked the woods, and even the animals were quiet.
Hold me in your arms
A cacophony of screams and crushing branches accompanied the four landing.
"Yeaaaah HAH!!"
"Back! Go back!!!"
"Woooohhaha!"
"Turn around, idiots!"
They laughed almost hysterically, cruising away.
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"More…hu…man…than…hu…ma-a-a-a-a-a-an!"
Pogue threw his text book at Reid, who ducked, so it nearly hit Tyler square in the face. He jerked back to avoid it, and fell off the bed.
"What is wrong with you guys?" Caleb demanded as he came into his room, tossing soda cans to them.
"Well, I dunno about me," Reid said, "but- hey, Tyler, you've joined us again," he said, watching Tyler crawl back onto the bed.
"Shut up," Tyler replied, stretching, cracking bones.
"Blah blah blah," Reid cracked his neck.
"So what's up?" Pogue interrupted, before a bitchslap fest ensued.
"I had a dream." Caleb said, sitting down in a chair.
Reid and Tyler looked up, staring, and Progue frowned.
Reid spoke up first. "A dream? You mean like when Chase was around?"
"Like…but not exactly."
Tyler broke in to ask, "well, what was different?"
"…it was stronger."
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A dark blue car drove up to the school, and Tyler, Reid, Pogue, and Caleb, who were talking on the steps, got a good look at it.
The CD player was up, apparently.
"I am the astro creep/ a demolition-style hell American freak, yeah."
"Who the hell is that?" Reid snapped.
"I am the crawling dead/ A phantom in the box A shadow in your head, say."
"New kids." Caleb muttered, staring, eyes tense.
"Acid suicide/ Freedom of the blast Read the fuckin lies, yeah."
"You think?" Reid stood, hands shoved in his pockets, trying to see over the heads of a the small crowd.
"Scratch off the broken skin/ Tear into my heart Make me do it again, yeah."
"Caleb,"
Pogue whispered, "do you think…"
Caleb nodded slowly, gaze
never leaving the four boys that crawled from the car. "Yeah. I
do."
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Kane frowned, glancing around. "You feel that…?"
"What?" Rane asked, feeling the soft shiver of magik on his skin. "You mean that?"
"Can you tell where it's coming from?" Mikhael inquired, curious.
"There." Erick said before anyone else, nodding at four teens on the steps. "It's them, up front."
Mikhael tied back his hair, watching them. "So there are more of us," he said in wonder.
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"Hey." Caleb slid into the seat next to Pogue's, setting his tray down. "What's up?"
"Kate," came the one word reply.
"Oh yeah, what's up with you and Kate?"
"She's…" he spread his hands, "she's…" he made another motion, then sighed, "she's with Sarah."
Caleb blinked, slowly. "Oh." He paused. "I see." He continued, softly, carefully.
"Well. You know, it wasn't really…"
"Yeah, and if they're both…like that…then no wonder…"
They lapsed into thoughtful silence. They weren't actually depressed. It was a blow, of course, but it didn't really hurt. Eventually, their minds drifted to other things, like that stupid scratch on Pogue's bike, and Caleb thought of his dream.
A tray smacked down noisily next to them, and they both jumped.
"Hey." Reid said.
"We got their names!" Tyler sat down across from Reid.
Both Pogue and Caleb gave their attention, glad for a distraction.
"You did?" Caleb asked.
"Don't look so shocked, Caleb." Reid admonished.
"Well, come on, let's see what you've got." Pogue ordered.
"We overheard a group of girls." Tyler began. "There's Mikhael Marlin, Erick Ramsey…"
"And Kane Citsk and Rane Trait." Reid said, looking quit proud.
"Four guys…"
"One for each of us." Reid interrupted Caleb.
"Hey, wait a minute, we don't know if they're trouble yet." Caleb protested.
"Come on, they've got powers. For all we know, they've come here to kill us." Reid argued. "They're stronger than Chase, there's more of them, they're-"
"-coming this way." Tyler said.
The conversation died, and pretty soon four people had joined them, standing to the right of Caleb.
The brunette smiled. "Can we join?" He asked, polite.
The eight, of course, knew that every gaze in the cafeteria had been drawn to them. They all ignored it.
Caleb motioned to the empty seats. "Of course."
Kane immediately took the closest seat, on Caleb's right. Rane sat at Tyler's left. Erick took the seat at Pogue's right. Mikhael hovered for a moment, clearly not liking the situation, before sitting between Tyler and Pogue, across from Reid. On accident, he found himself staring right at the blonde, who near-glared back.
The black haired boy with the eye patch pointed at Reid. "I thought you were the one with the red hoodie." He said.
There was a pause, and everyone looked at Tyler, who was wearing Reid's red hoodie. Then, there was a longer pause.
"So…" Reid broke in, penetrating the thick silence. "Which one are you?"
"Which one?" Mikhael deadpanned.
"Names." Reid clarified.
"Mikhael." He hesitated, then held out his hand. Reid stared for a moment, dropped his pencil, and reached across the table to clasp it.
"Reid." He introduced, letting Mikhael's hand go.
"I'm Kane." The brunette informed cheerfully, and Caleb couldn't help his smile.
"Caleb." He said, grinning.
"Pogue."
"Erick."
"Tyler."
"Rane."
It wasn't nearly so nerve wracking, and Caleb felt the hot flush leave his skin. Well. No one had died yet.
Then there was a crash! and Mikhael glanced down at the back of his jeans, soaked through with milk. "Damn." He emitted a soft growl from his throat, thinking of his boots.
"My bad." Aaron grinned from behind him, tipped tray in hand. He began walking away, and Reid felt a spark of irritation.
"Damn prick." He whispered, eyes burning over black.
"You got that right." Rane said, the fire disappearing at the edges of his once blue eyes.
Kane and Caleb both realized what was happening first. "Wait-"
Aaron slipped on nothing in particular, and his tray went off to the side. It hit a girl's shoulder, and she dropped her soup, which landed all over Aaron.
Mikhael glanced at his jeans again, concentrating, and the milk filtered down until it covered the tile, and his jeans were clean and dry.
Caleb pressed his index finger and thumb to his temples, and when he heard a weary sigh, looked over at Kane, who was staring back at him.
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A/N: Now, who thinks they know who's going to end up with who? Tell me!
