From Discord

By greenrandomness

Authors note: This is my first full-length fan fiction in a long time. So I am going to see how this goes. The entire thing is already planned out and over the next week or two I will be writing and updating it periodically. The title will make sense in the end when the quote relating to it is revealed. Unless you feel like looking for it then you can try and figure it out from there.

Also this may look like the tradition Barron Battle escapes fan fiction, but I hope some of my ideas will add a great new facet to the story. If you want to here a little bit more about what his father did in my sky-high-verse then check out my one-shot.

Finally no Mary-Sues shall be incorporated into this fan fiction the only OCs shall be lackeys and occasional side characters. Also this is not a romance between Warren and Layla despite how much I like that couple. I may make this into the set up for one, but no overt romance will be happening. Unless you all want it that much then I might try for some sort of fairy tail ending on that note. Sorry about this overly huge authors note :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High or any relating ideas or characters, but the ideas pertaining to this plot are mine and mine alone.

Italicized writing is thoughts (or in the case of its first usage, warren reading in his head)

Bold words are noises or dialogue that is extremely emphasized.


Chapter 1-Today's Top Breaking Story

Looking down at the sheet of paper in front of me I realized that despite being here for over an hour, I had yet to get any work done. As it turns out trying to do my homework with Stronghold and the rest wasn't very effective. I glanced up to see Zack and Will doodling on their homework in lieu of actually doing it. Layla and Magenta were fighting over the remote. Apparently Magenta wasn't enjoying the documentary on the rainforest. Ethan seemed to be the only one attempting his homework, and by the looks of it he would be finished before the rest of us even started.

Putting my pencil to the paper, I decided to actually start my history homework. Starting at the top of the textbook page, I began to read.

Super heroes have been around for centuries but not as we know them today. The earliest super heroes were the Greek and Roman gods. They originally—

Thud. I jerked my head upwards and glared at Layla and Magenta while rubbing my now aching head. Both of them froze in horror, not knowing how I was going to react. You'd think that after a year of hanging out they would realize that I had chilled out a bit since before we became friends. Picking it up and looking at it for a second, I noticed that it was one of the children's remotes that some companies offer. Trying not to smile at the fox shaped remote, I turned my gaze back to them and deadpan, "I have animal magnetism."

The entire room burst into laughter, even Ethan, who I thought was busy being studious, started laughing hysterically. My joke wasn't even that funny, but I smiled anyways before setting the remote down.

"Stronghold…why do you have this thing anyways?" I asked tapping it with my index finger and accidentally hitting the button for channel three.

"Well—" Will began only to be cut off by the news broadcaster.

"We at MNC have today's top breaking story." Announced the petite blonde anchorwoman. Each of us groaned before I picked up the fox, about to change the channel.

"Four convicts escaped the Maxville Maximum Security Penitentiary during the late hours of last night. The exact details are unknown but—Wait just a moment. Our reporter in the field, Jim Benson, has just stumbled across some more information regarding this incident. He has discovered the identity of the four escapees." She paused for a second trying to add to the suspense.

"Change it man, I hear enough about this stuff from my folks." Zach moaned staring with complete boredom at the television.

"Wait, I want to here this." Muttered Layla as she watched the anchorwoman intently.

"The Maxville Maximum Security Penitentiary, as most know, is the holding place for some of the worlds most dangerous super villains. Many past menaces have lived out the rest of their days behind those bars." She continued drawing it out for as long as possible, all I could do in response was clench my teeth as I tried to hold back a flicker of rage.

"Late last night four such criminals escaped. Kenneth "Quake" Lewis, a known mercenary for hire, was the first to be identified. He is believed to have created the dozens of holes now marking the prison walls.

His accomplice Daniel "Cipher" Reynolds was seen disabling the cameras, which makes our information a little sketchy. Although through some creative researching Jim Benson discovered that along with these two another villain called the Chameleon escaped, although his real identity is unknown he is believed to have aided the final perpetrator in the murders of 7 security guards. Responsible for the murder of these guards was none other than Barron Battle—" The exhilaration that pervaded my body as a first instinct was soon gone when I realized that the man they were talking about was not my father. He is the man who murdered over a dozen people before being captured. I began to shake with rage, staring at my clenched hands

I remembered I was not alone and quickly stood up, ignoring the looks coming from my friends. Swiftly moving towards the door, my steps echoed in Will's large house. Seeing the door I speed up and unclenched my hands from my sides. Suddenly a hand was on my shoulder, and I spun around seeing red. Grabbing Stronghold's shirt with both my hands, I pulled him closer to me. "Don't follow me." I whispered my voice deadly serious.

"Warren, you need—"

"DON'T tell me what I need Stronghold!" I growled, my voice raised. Pushing him aside I stormed out the door, my steps eating up the sidewalk. I could hear him behind me telling Layla and the others to call my mom and tell her what had happened.

He's going to follow me. Why can't he just listen? I don't need to talk, I just need…I don't know what I need.

My feet pounded against the even sidewalk in a quick rhythm.

I can't stay here. I need to be home.

I wasn't even sure where I was. My autopilot had taken control. With the amount of rage I felt boiling to the surface I knew I needed to get home.

I can't stay here.

I could feel my hands growing warmer with each forceful step.

A cool wind whipped by me doing nothing to ease my anger, but soon enough there was something blocking my way. Or maybe I should say someone. Trying to push my way past Will, I continued my frenzied walk, but his vice like grip stopped me short.

"Let me go." I fumed, my hands continuing to grow warmer.

"No" He refused with a shake of his head. I knew that I was about to power up.

Please don't let me hurt him

"Will…please" I begged feeling myself start to shake, but it wasn't with rage.

"Warren, it'll be okay." He tried to comfort me and lead me to a nearby bench as I felt myself start to break down.

"OKAY? Okay?" I stared at him incredulously before I looked down and whispered, "There is no way this is okay."

"But it will be. They'll catch him and things can go back to normal." Will put his hand on my shoulder in an attempt to calm me down.

"That's the problem." I almost sobbed before collecting myself. "I don't know if I want them to…He's my dad, he wasn't always like this. I'm afraid that if he were to come and ask me to join him that I would." I looked back up at him slowly, watching for the horror most people direct at me normally. "What if everyone is right about me? What if they do catch him? What if…I just don't know anymore." I sighed and scrubbed my still warm hands over my face.

"Warren, he may have been your dad at one time, but he isn't now, and you know that. You would never join him, you aren't a villain Warren." He looked me in the eyes and I saw that he believed it. I still didn't know what I was going to do, but at least I knew he believed in me.

"Yeah…" I sighed again, reigning in my emotions, and flashed him a shaky smile, "You should get back to your house."

"What about you? Aren't you coming?" Will asked, slowly standing up and offering me his hand. Grabbing it, I pulled myself up and shook my head.

"I've got to go be with my mom now, she needs me." I confided before starting towards my house. After a few steps I stopped and glanced back at Stronghold. "Sorry, about you know…freaking out. Thanks for listening, I think it helped." I admitted awkwardly and attempted another smile that didn't reach my eyes.

"It's okay Warren, you're my best friend of course I'm gonna listen." smiling back at me before sobering he said, "If you need to talk later just call me okay?"

"Yeah I will, thanks…" With that I turned and walked away, each step was drawing me closer to my mother and her emotional eruption.

TBC


Please review. Tell me what you think. Good, bad, mediocre, terrible. Just tell me what you think. Improvements, compliments, bashing, all is welcome. Everything you tell me will help improve my writing. Also I am going to be gone for the weekend so the next update will most likely be on Sunday for any interested.