A/N – I don't own Sky High, Disney or 10 Second Epic. The Title of the story is form a song, and same for the chapter titles. Can you guess which ones?

Count Yourself In – 10 Second Epic.

Chapter 1. I had months to write a song // That captured who you are

"Ms. Kirwin, everything is set up for you. I'll come get you at the end of the hour. Good Luck."

"Okay, thanks."

And with that I sat down and attempted to work my way through labeling detailed diagram of a shrink ray, while trying to leave myself time to answer all five of the long answer questions.

Forty minutes later and the diagram was fully labeled, and questions completely answered. I knew without the help of my powers that this would be an easy hundred. Scratch that it could be, I never allowed my grades to ventures out of the careful boundaries I had created for them. Anything over an eighty percent meant that I had somehow evaded the neutralizer powers of the detention rooms that I was forced to write every test in. I had used my powers and was a suspect of cheating my way to success. Anything below a seventy and I was grounded at home.

It was a system I had developed the same year I developed my powers. Regardless of whether I actually knew the answers to all of Medulla's questions or not, if I scored to high I would be a suspect of cheating.

"Mr. Peace next time you might want to think acting in a more responsible way with your powers. One more slip up and I will have no choice but to give you an out of school suspension."

I could hear Principal Powers voice drifting through the opening door to the detention room. In strutted Warren Peace who grunted in response to her and flung his jacket a desk over from me.

"Ms. Kirwin, I hope that Mr. Peace won't be a disturb you while you are writing your test."

I dared a quick glance at the pyro, he had fixed his smoldering gaze on the wall.

"No, it'll be fine."

Powers answered with a nod and walked brusquely out of the room.

My palms were sweaty as I picked up the pencil. This was always the difficult part, deciding what to erase and what to keep, judging how much each answer was worth.

"Why are you writing a test in the detention room?"

I looked up from my paper and met Warren's stare. That was unexpected, in the fours years I had been in Sky High I had never heard Warren utter a syllable to anyone who didn't sit with Will Stronghold at lunch.

I nervously tugged on the sleeve of my shirt. I hadn't ever talked to him before, and I was more than vaguely aware that his social circle and mine were spheres that did not touch.

Uh oh, my mind had began to wander, how long had it been since he had asked his original question? I must seem so stupid, just sitting here and staring at him. It's not like he intimidates me. Okay that was a lie, I'm sure there was only a handful of people in this school that were not intimidated by Warren Peace, me not included. Now how much time had passed while I was thinking that? I had to say something….

"You're Warren Peace right?" Hoo boy, I was just a social starlet in the making wasn't I?

Warren smirked, and shifted his gaze back to the wall. Well now that I had sufficiently embarrassed myself.

I settled for only providing half the required answer for question number four, and mixing up six part of the shrink ray. I ran my hand through my hair a few times to easy me nerves, it was only one test – no need for me to get so worked up. However that logic had no effect on my anxiety as I picked up the paper and my pencil to go stand next to door and wait for Powers to come and let me out in about five minutes.

I always got worked up, but I pretty sure it had something to do with my powers. Seeing the future can have that effect on a person. I remember least year; I was sixteen and had just started getting my visions. My mom thought I was schizo, she always expected me to be normal like her. My particular power came from my dad's side of the family, naturally unable to deal she shipped my off to live with him. I had never been close with him, my parents divorced when I was practically born so the only time I saw my dad was during the holidays ie. Spring break, summer vacation, etc.

But it was a good life. We were more alike that I originally had expected. Neither of us being verbose, he didn't ask a lot of questions nor did I volunteer a lot of answers.

The door slid open, I loved the sound it made, very space age. I always felt like I was on a space ship at Sky High and we were all just aliens waiting to probe the innocent humans down below.

"Ah, Ms. Kirwin finished I see? Excellent, you're free to proceed to your fifth period class."

I had a free fifth period this year, so I headed out to the lawn of Sky High. This time of year was great for sitting outside, if you looked up it seemed as if you could practically tough the clouds obstructing the blue sky.

I sat under a tree and waited for my best friend Emily to show up. I hoped she hurried because I felt slightly self-conscious just sitting there with nothing to do.

The door opened and I could hear the laughter of a girl. I turned and saw it was Layla Williams, and Will Stronghold. I took back my earlier thought about my social circle and Warren's. It did meet occasionally, technically. I was kind of friend-acquaintances with Layla, she was a really nice person and fellow vegetarian. She also happened to be the person who helped me get caught up with two years of Sidekick, I mean Hero-Support classes that I missed because my powers hadn't developed yet.

But, that was awhile back (I was seventeen and a senior now) and I hadn't had a conversation with her since. That didn't stop her from smiling in my direction, or me from returning it.

"Bethany!" Emily sat down beside me obviously ecstatic, and followed my smile, "hey Layla!"

I saw Layla smile towards Emily now and grab Will's hand, She tugged him over in our direction, and he followed good-naturedly.

"Hey Bethany, Em. It's been a while."

Emily looked up at her and Will, "well I think I'll be seeing you guys more frequently now, I got sorted with that Ethan guy, he's your friend right?"

"Yeah, Ethan's like the smartest guy we know." Will answered.

"Cool guess he'll be a big help in the mad science challenge then, Who'd you get?"

"Will got paired with Linz." Layla answered.

"And you?"

"No news yet for me."

"Me either."

I looked at Layla and we shared a grimace. This hero-sidekick dichotomy really was flawed. Instead of being paired by some sort of matching system, or ranking abilities, Heroes got to pick their partners names out of a bag, and were allowed to reject their first choice on the presentation of a good argument. Sidekicks had absolutely no voice or choice in the procedure.

"Well I hope we get someone good."

"Me too"

- x -

I woke up with chills racking my body, and sheen of cold sweat across my face. I took deep breaths and squeezed my eyes hut trying to dispel the shivers that came with the visions. A quick look at the alarm clock revealed it was 12:03 am. I tried to sit up as quietly as possible, my dad's room across the hall. In the dark I slid the covers off and slowly, but quietly fumbled around my night table for my cell phone, and speed dialed Emily. It rang five times before she picked up.

"Hey B" He answered groggily. My family and friends had grown accustomed to my midnight calls.

"E-emmi? Emmi s-something is going to happen to K-kate.

"What? Okay what exactly is going to happen?"

"S-she…something happens after s-she lands. We have to get to the airport."

"Okay, okay, well I'll go wake my parents now, and I'll meet you there."

"Wait, can your parents get the strongholds too? It's that kind of something."

"Yeah. Okay."

"Bye B." And I clicked the phone off, and opened the door to my room, I headed into my dad's and woke him up.

"Bethany? What's going on?"

"Something is going to happen to Kate, we need to get to Maxville International now. And you need to go suited and everything"

Our parents and the Strongholds had gone into the airport to take care of the situation. Currently, Emily, Will, and I were sitting in my dad's SUV parked outside the airport. We were listening to the reporter's play by play of the situation on the radio.

Emily's mom was there as Polar Crush, she could create and manipulate water like Emily. My dad was there as Arachnoid, a third generation hero stemming right from Peter Parker himself. See first there was Peter with the spidey sense and spidey moves, he and Mary Jane had a daughter. Ariele Parker had the spidey moves, but none of the precognition. Ariele Parker-Kerwin then had a son James Kerwit, who had again only spidey moves. And from James Kerwin spun me no spidey moves, but enhanced spidey precognition. I didn't just sense the danger and dread I saw it in my visions.

The Commander is launched by Jetstream and lands blow right to the noggin' of Transmover. Transmover is swingin' that plane of passengers around dangerously fast now folks. Look's like he's going to try to slingshot it at the Commander.

Polar Crush encases the Transmover in ice but he has broken out of it! Transmover has just flung the pane at the Commander and Polar Crush, Arachnoid has created a web that is stopping the plane somewhat but not completely, Jestream is pulling on the tail end of the plane to slow down it's impact. But it's not enough the plane's side has made contact with the Commander and Polar Crush, the passenger's condition is unknown.

My breath caught involuntarily as they went on.

Jetstream is now flying around Transmover and has created an air vortex, and Archnoid has spun Transmover into a web. The Commander is resurfacing, and he has the Transmover pinned down now…yes, The Transmover has been neutralized! Stay tuned for the condition of the passengers of Flight 435.

- x -

Hospitals had always bothered me. The eerie white glow of everything, it was like they were trying to simulate the white light you were supposed to head too. It was very silent as we sat in her room. No one was saying anything, I guess because no one knew what to say.

All the plane's passengers had remained somewhat unharmed except for an unfortunate three. A man had been rushed into surgery because some shattered glass from the plane's window had gotten stuck in his neck. But the surgery had gone fine; he was in recovery right now. A woman had an anxiety attack and was currently hooked up to a respiration machine, about four rooms down from where the man was located in recovery. Kate had been so unlucky as to be in an aisle seat. Her seatbelt had snapped and she fell into the aisle and smashed her head. At first the doctors thought she had a concussion but when she wasn't responding to any outside stimulus they reevaluated their diagnosis. Kate was in a coma. It was unsure when, and if she would wake up. I was currently in the Maxville Super's Hospital at her bedside with Will, and Emily.

I blamed myself for this. Partially at least, I was sensible enough to know the entire thing wasn't totally preventable. But if I had more control over my power, if I had more control over my emotions maybe I could have saw more, or understood more of my vision. Maybe I could have saved Kate. I was sure even though no one would admit it the same thing had at least crossed their mind, along with a little of personal blame.

It was still silent, only the beeping of the monitors broke the monotony now.

"Katie?? B-b-baby?"

Her mother came into the room and flung herself over the end of Kate's bed, her father following. It was too personal too tense. I felt like the air was too thick for me to breathe. I had to get outside.

"Bethany wait. " Her mother turned to wards me, "Bethany, they told us you saw it. Why wasn't it stopped?"

Oh yes I definitely needed air right now.

Outside the Hospital, the night air was crisp and cool. The moon was sparkling and it smelled like it was going to rain. But none of this really registered with me as I walked up to my dad's truck, unlocked the doors and hopped in the passenger seat. I leaned my head back against the seat closed my eyes and pretended that I was still sleeping, and this was just a nightmare that I needed to wake up from.

There was a sharp rap on my window and I turned to see my dad, Will, and Emily. I rolled down the window.

"Hey Bethany, sweetie" My dad said, "The Strongholds, Mrs. Adund, and I have to stay and fill out some reports for PIRRC (the Powered Individuals Records and Research Center). Kay? So all you kids will head over to Emily's and stay there for the night, everything should be sorted out by midmorning, and everyone can head home after school." He smiled and headed back towards the hospital after that.

"Come on Bethany, we're going to your house, so you can pick up some clothes and stuff for tomorrow, and then Will's and then mine."

- x –

I didn't sleep the entire night, all I could think off was Kate lying in a hospital bed. Her golden hair was damp and fanned out all around her and under those bright hospital lights she looked like a drowned angel.

I got up and tiptoed to the bathroom down the hall from the guest room in Emily's house. I carefully shut the bathroom door behind me so it wouldn't make so much as a creek, turned on the light and the tap. I splashed water on face to refresh myself, like the girls in all those Hollywood movies. But instead of feeling invigorated or cleaner, all I felt was sloppy and tired. My digital watch read 2:58 am. I really should try and get some sleep, especially if I was expected to go to school tomorrow.

As I was heading back to my room I noticed the faint glow of lights, that was weird I thought shouldn't everyone be asleep? I walked towards the light and realized it was coming from Emily's room maybe she couldn't sleep either. I started to push open the door, and I heard a soft moan. Against my better judgment I peeked through the crack between the door and the wall and saw Emily and Will making out on her bed.

"Beyond the common grind;
The 9 to 5 the dead end jobs we try,
We try to hide.
We struggle through the means;
To meet the ends.
Please tell me that this life isn't permanent."