Hey. Important Author's Note at the end, Thanks.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything originally sky high, I just thought I'd throw a few ideas into the mix.
Chapter 1
Julius POV
I have never asked for much in life. Probably because I haven't had the need to. My life has been perfectly content, and relatively care free. For my ninth birthday, my dad bought me a mint condition Commander action figure and it was pretty cool. I still have it. I've never even heard my parents mention the possibility of debt or monetary problems. So when I got my powers, I figured my life couldn't possibly get any better. So imagine my excitement when I was told that there was a whole school full of people just like me. I couldn't sleep for like three days. I was so ecstatic that I had already picked out my superhero name, Captain Maximum. That was a full month before I started freshman year. By the time I had finally calmed down it was the first day of school. The sudden personality change scared the hell out of my mom. Dad just said that I was growing up.
I sat at the table early Monday morning in our kitchen eating my favorite cereal, while watching the news report. The superhero Olympian destroyed yet another meteor hurdling toward earth. I was always astounded at the number of times a year Maxville is in a state of emergency. Just last week, killer robots from Dimension 6 walked through a portal and killed 3 people and injured dozens more before The Immortal Pyro could stop them. Five days before that, Captain Thunder had to stop Rex King from turning everyone into mindless reptilian slaves. Yep, just an ordinary day in the city of Maxville. I threw on my shades and my dad's high school Letterman jacket, which strangely fits me perfectly, grabbed my bag and left for the bus. I was surprised to see a Maxville Public School bus pull up. I reluctantly got on and paused at the front of the bus.
"Is this the bus to Sky High," I asked curiously. The bus driver rolled his eyes.
"A little louder please, I don't think Dr. Imminence heard you. Jeez kid, do you want every super villain in the neighborhood to know? Yes, it is now go sit down."
As I walked down the aisle, I became exceedingly nervous. Today, I will be attending one of the oldest and most prestigious super powered schools in the world. Every legendary hero for the past century came from Sky High. My dad told me about his first day. They used to have this thing called Power Placement where they divide you up into two different classes based on how powerful you were. You were either a hero or a sidekick, however I've been told the correct term is "hero support."So my dad had told me that the coach, the guy who evaluates your power, deemed him hero worthy after he blew a hole in the wall with a clap of his hands. You see my dad was a superhero known as Seismic. He could create powerful shock waves with his hands. He met my mom Psyche, a powerful psychic, during the Super War back in the 90's. But that's another story. The point is like a lot of other next generation heroes, I've got a lot to live up to. I decided that music would probably be the best way to cure my pregame jitters as mom calls it.
Just as I pulled out my iPod another kid got on the bus. He didn't say anything, and made his way down the aisle. He had black hair and hazel eyes with a black wardrobe except for the gray t-shirt he was wearing and he looked about the same height as me. He sat down in the seat behind me. I instantly got a danger vibe from him and made a conscious decision to stay away from him.
A few of the kids on the bus started to get nervous when we drove through a abandoned work zone sign, but I already knew what was about to happen. One of the first things my dad told me about Sky High was that it was literally sky high. I'm not sure about the exact number, but I think it's high enough to avoid all air traffic except space shuttles and that's not even on this side of town. So I guess it's totally justified that everyone on the bus/airplane thing went absolutely postal when the bus dropped off the cliff and then proceeded to scream their heads off when the bus took off into the early morning sky, which is why nobody heard the bus driver when he looked back. "Pfft, freshman," he scoffed. When we finally landed at Sky High and some of the freshman sprinted off the bus and began kissing the ground. I let everyone get off before me before I approached the driver. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that his hair was completely white, even his eyebrows. Which was weird because he only looked about 20 or so.
"Hey, Mr. Bus driver sir, have you ever thought about doing tricks?"
"First off kid, The name's Zach. Sir makes me feel old. Second, Yes I have thought about it, but Sky High bus regulations prevent me from doing so without prior approval first." He cocked a snow white eyebrow at me. "Why do you ask?"
"I guess I was a little bored this morning and was wondering if you could, I don't know, liven it up a bit?" He gave me a strange look as he thought over my words.
"Tell you what," he said, "here's my card. If you feel the need for speed when I'm off duty, give me a call and I'll consider giving you a ride, but it won't be free. It's gonna cost you some cash, I got bills to pay." I took the card. It had his hours and numbers to reach him at. I struck out my hand.
"Thanks. By the way, My name's Julius. It's nice to meet you Zach."He shook my firmly.
"You too kid. Better get a move on or you'll be late for class." I nodded and raced off to orientation. I ran as fast as I could toward the gym where I knew orientation was being held. I just burst through the doors when I bumped into the danger guy from earlier. He gave me a glare and moved away. I could tell I was gonna hate that guy. But nobody could dampen my excitement at a fresh start; at being able to re-invent my self into anyone I please. In middle school, I had been a shy geeky book smart kid, but here I could be anyone I wanted. I could be the cool guy that everybody loved, or the totally hilarious prankster; I could once again don the geek role, not likely, but still an option, or I could be take on a darker role and be the aloof brooding loner. So many ideas and for once so MUCH time. I temporarily put all those thoughts aside as all the freshman were ushered into the gym for power placement.
My mom, who works for the U.S. Department of Supernatural Affairs, had told me that the school had a new system since they had done away with the hero/sidekick regime. Now, they had a scale of 1 to 7; one being able to read exceptionally fast and seven being the next Commander or Olympian. After they observed your power, they placed you in what they call your starting class and as time wore on if your powers or abilities grew, or proficiency as a superhero developed you moved up a class.
I sorta zoned out as Principal Powers explained the system to everyone else. By the time she was done, I was thoroughly bored and was ready for the excitement of power placement and high school to begin. Finally, she announced that power placement was about to get started and that they would be going in alphabetical order if there weren't any questions. I prayed silently to god that there weren't any, but sadly fate was not in my favor today as a kid was called on.
"What if we don't want to show our power to everyone?" he asked.
"We have private sessions set up after all the others have gone, if anyone's interested?" A few of the students timidly raised their hands. "Alright, will all of you who raised your hands please step to the side. Everyone one else prepare yourselves and let power placement begin!"
Authors Note: Hey, I wasn't happy with the debut of this fic. So i got some help. Give me some feed back on the new version. Thanks.
