Story Title: It's all confusing
Full Summary: WarrenOc. Acid Lytess, a sixteen year old. A late bloomer, in which her mother thought she was normal. But sometimes children, with parent's,that don't have super hero\heroine powers, wish they weren't so embarrassing. But that was the total opposite between Acid Lytess's parent's, A villian for a father, a Heroine for a mother, she just wished they stopped fighting each other. But the rumor's that some spread saying which side she'll choose would be her father's, one word stops them, neutral.
Rating: T (We know what it means, right?!)
Genres: Romance,Action, and maybe alittle or alot of Angst.
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Sky high, but i can dream can i? I don't own anything really, just...books. But i do own Acid Lytess, and Lightbolt, and Knight and her family.
Author's note: And yes...I have been reading alot of Sky high fic's, mostly the Oc one's, and well...it got my creative butterfly fluttering around in my useless head. If anyone has seen, Static shock. Then Acid's mother's power is kinda discribed from that, so erm...yeah, enjoy it!
Chapter title: Past.
Walking home from a dance recital with my mother and brothers, Tristan and Cian; they were seven and three, I was five at the time. It was sleeping beauty, the dance I performed at, I was the evil queen Maleficent. I remeber looking at my mother, staring at her as she held Cian who was in her arms sleeping as usual, I swear that was all he did. I then saw her look my way and smile, I gave her a tiny smile; but she got distracted by Tristan, who was pretending to be The Commander, I rolled my eye's and looked stright ahead, to the road we were comming up to, dozens and dozens of cars just speeding by.
Makes you think, what it would be like to be speeding crazily, too.
I could hear my mother's laughing, bet she was laughing at the line my brother used if he was to be a hero..whenever that will be i thought. We continued to walk, until we stopped at the light's, which had turned red to prevent us from walking in the stream's and stream's of dangerous traffic. I could hear thousand's of people talking as they went by us, talking on their cell phones, to their friends, maybe to themselves. And the light changed green, I thought it wouldn't change; like it would stay like that forever, just to bug me on purpose. We walked across the zebra line's, pass the cars to the other side of safety-ness, my mother's voice broke through my little train of thought's, i then relised she was talking to me not Tristan.
She repeated the word's, again. "Acid, you seem quiet honey...do you have a fever?" She said softly. Shifting Cian to her left, just so she could feel my forehead for a temperature. When she couldn't feel one she relaxed, it was just like her to worry, it was like all mum's really. I just smiled at her to reassure her everything's A.O.K. Of course i didn't speak, she wouldn't have heard my voice over all the noise in the city. Her pager suddenly went off, meaning it was hero time or heroine..She quickly gave Cian to Tristan and ducked into a ally, to reappear in a rubbery dress. Black in colour her initial's of her name in light blue, her cape black the inside was light blue it was a small cape, her stockings were black. The gloves and leather boot's were light blue, her hair; her beautiful long wavy, orange and blonde hair was in a ponytail. Her eye's were masked by a black eye mask with holes to see...You couldn't see what colour they were, but i knew they were hazel. She was Lightbolt now, still our mother but a heroine. We watch our mother fly on a lighting bolt made of metal, which she control's by using her electricity powers. Flying to a jellwery store that was being robbed by some villian, probably my father, Knight.
We waited, until my father was flung out of the store's window by one of my mother's electricity bolt's. Our head's turned to see if he was okay, clearly he was. He had just landed on the road, which was good, I hope. Tristan looked at me and I did the same, we both knew their fight's were violent; making sure to hurt or maybe even kill each other if they had to. But the good thing was, they never used us against the other, you know how a villian would use a child as a shield, knowing the hero wouldn't hurt him with a child in hands. We both watched as our father's arms and hand's had a dark kind of flame dancing on him, he then threw it at our mother who used her metal lighting bolt, which she rode on as a sheild to repel and bounce back at him.
It did but he dodged it.
They fought like this, for a few minute's until a wave of eletricity was forced at our father who dodged it and it went soaring above us, I heard a small crumbling sound nearby. It sounded horriable, like knocking down building blocks, but worse. I felt something small drop on my shoulder, i looked at my shoulder then up and my face changed to worried about my parent's to scared, i couldn't scream or anything!
So i did the closest thing i could think of, i held onto my older brother Tristan, hoping he would protect me from the building.
It was a blur, but one minute we were under a building about to crush us, then in our dad's arm's, all three of us. Mum was holding the building up with her power's and trying to keep it like that so it didn't tumble down on anyone. Dad carefully placed us down on the sidewalk, away from the building. "Are you two okay? Cian too?," He asked, we nodded. Cian just stirred in he's sleep, as if nothing fazed him or woke him. "Good. I'll go help your mother with the building." He said and ran over to her, yelling at her to move out of the way, but keep the building still. He threw a few of he's dark flame's at it, try and melt it in place, hoping it would keep it in place. She then released the electric hold she had on it and zapped it in place. Once that was done, dad was gone with that huge gem he stole.
Everyone came out of hiding, a few reporter's came over to her, camera men too. Flashing from camera's were comming from all side's of my mother, she just smiled.
"Lightbolt! A few question's please," a reporter shouted out from the crowd. She looked in he's direction and listened. "How did you feel? Saving those adorable children from fate's crushing hands?" He answered, not noticing, not caring that our father helped too.
"I felt what every hero and heroine felt." She said sharply, still with a smile on her face. But you could tell, that she was mad; it showed so in her eye's. The reporter that asked his question wrote it down, a woman asked her a question too. Raiseing her voice to be heard above the others.
"Ms.Lightbolt, i have a question to make. How did you defeat Knight?" The reporter, she smiled, or it looked like a smirk if you really looked at it. My mother just squinted her eye's for abit.
"I didn't, he got away. But if he show's up again i'll make sure to capture him, and the gem that fell into he's hand's," She replied. She looked over to me, Tristan and Cian and back at the woman. "Sorry to do this people, but i promised the god Zeus that i'd return he's lightening bolt's before eleven p.m, and as you can see...it's way past eleven." She joked, anything to get away from the reporter's and over to us. Flashing a quick smile and jumping onto her metal lighting bolt, she flew over us; where a ally was. We watched the crowd of reporter's go away, she came out in jean's and a polo shirt; what she wore before changing into Lightbolt. She gave us a smile, tired as hell.
Taking little Cian into her hand's, brushing a few strand's of he's black hair away from he's face. I got up and hugged her around the leg's, glad she was okay, Tristan did the same. We then walked a few block's before turning a corner and walking abit more till we came to our a apartment, fancy as it was, it was affordable...since mum was a lawyer and stuff.
"How bout some ice-cream? My treat." She offered, knowing how much of ice-cream freak's we were, and also because it's a happy food; depression too. But it was a happy food, and she alway's said this after a fight against a villian or dad...hoping it'll make us happier, and somehow she thought it made all the nightmare's go away..It did. Both Tristan and I shouted a YEAH!
She just laughed softly.
Tell me what it was like? good, bad,crap? Tell me, flame me whatever i don't care..tell me! I'll have the other up soon..So cross your fingers or toes for me.