Title: Lightning Strike
Main Characters: (bold=related...duh)
Violet Matthews
Christopher Hirst
Kimberly Summers
Robin Carter
Leonardo
Elle Sutherland
Alex Sutherland
Pairings:
I'm sure they'll be easy enough to figure out... :P
Authors Notes:
The plot and characters are mine, I just got the idea of lightning strikes and getting powers from 1800-Where-R-U? Also, I don't think Robin will be the main character (even though it will be written from a few different points of view) i just like her character and thought she'd be interesting to start off with :P
Well, enjoy. It's only my first so constructive criticism is very helpful, but be kind XD Also, omg so sorry for the bad title. I'm really bad at those lol.
So i think that's it... Thanks! (and i know you've probaby heard this a million times but; it'll get better, i swear!)
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Robin Carter: Prologue
Now
How could I let them talk me into this? Why does this shit keep happening to me? I swear to god everyone and everything is out to get me ever since I … changed. Well, out to get me more than is normal. For me anyway.
But, whatever. That's all old news. God knows I have enough on my mind just dealing with the present without dwindling on the past as well. I mean, I'm breaking and entering for chrissake! Not that I haven't done that before, it's just the whole 'Government Complex: Hazardous' sign nailed into the front of the building that was kind of freaking me out.
I wasn't the only one though. The only one freaking out, I mean. Violet was twisting her already-curly, flaming red hair so fiercely that it was almost painful to watch. Pacing, as always, was Christopher, always glancing in her direction. I seriously don't know why they aren't going out yet. I mean, it's so goddamn obvious. Why don't they just save me the trouble of forcing them to get together and do it themselves? Not saying that I'm cupid or anything. Far from it. Like, way far from it. (I have layered, short black hair with streaks, a couple of tattoos and a nose piercing – how un-cupid-like can you get?) It's just the little looks, hidden smiles and all those bottled up, raw feelings really get on my nerves. Meanwhile Kim was with Leo and Elle, Elle literally shaking in her boots, working on some new-school piece of technology which was supposed to get us in within minutes. It wasn't going so well.
So Alex was helping me with the easier, probably-going-to-work-better-because-the-building-wasn't-even-that-protected-anyway, old-school way of lock picking. It's not like the Government is going to think a bunch of high-schoolers were going to try and break into their top secret lab that no one was even supposed to know about in the first place. And it's quite reasonable to believe they wouldn't be wasting their time protecting their window bolts while they already put several highly dangerous traps in place beforehand. Quite easily disabled, or skipped, when you know they are there.
'Almost there…' murmured Alex, grunting in frustration as he fiddled with the lock. He used a quick hand to swipe his growing fringe from his deep, dark eyes which were concentrating intensely on the problem at hand, still managing to look so goddamn handsome... God, he was good at it. The breaking-in thing, I mean… not that he wasn't good at being handsome or anything. Actually, he was great at that…
But, whatever. Getting offhand here.
We worked swiftly and silently for another couple minutes before a quite audible click as the window lock finally gave way.
Hell yeah!
Alex sent one of his stunning grins my way and I could feel the emotions of his victory wash over me with undiminished intensity, despite the crackling of his nerves. I stood up and stretched my cramping muscles, while sending a triumphant look to the others. But instead of being met with part dirty, part relieved, part excited, part nervous looks from the others, I got my worst bloody nightmare. All were staring with horror at a point behind me.
Oh, shit.
Slowly, and oh so cliché, I turned 'round and, Jesus, there they were. Dressed in black, the dark shades, the whole shebang. This is the end. It is actually end. For real this time.
And it all started with that goddamn lightning strike.