Please, go easy on me, this is my first Sky High story, but I'm gonna try and make it as good as I can, hope you like it. It's two in the morning and I'm dead tired, so I'm sorry for any mistakes, but the damn plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone. So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.


Way Up High

Prologue

That's it.

I just can't stand it anymore, I can't. It hurts so much, just so much, it feels like something's tearing me apart inside. I can't hold on. I just can't. I'm tired, so tired of being strong. And the thing is, I can't stop being strong, it's like some auto mechanism, I don't think I could lower my defenses even if I wanted to. It has taken me painful years to build them, and I think that by doing that, I have isolated myself from the world, I just can't feel for someone else anymore, I can't bring myself to care. I mean, I do care somewhat, but it's some cold indifferent feeling that doesn't really count. And no one even notices, I'm just that good at lying, practice makes perfect I guess.

But tonight, tonight everything is over. My life seems to have come to a stand still. And I guess it actually has. My parents died tonight. I'm alone, even more so that before. It's not like we were much of a family, but now I'm truly and utterly alone. I don't even know what I'm holding on for, maybe I should just let go.

The girl closed the lid of the laptop and stood up. The blue and red lights of the police cars reflected on the semi darkness of the room. The voices of the policemen drifted from the living room. She had convinced them she needed some time alone, but it didn't seem like it would last much longer. She could hear footsteps approaching. She turned to the window and made a decision. She climbed out using the tree that grew beside it and headed to the darkness. She gave one last look back towards the house. There was a sheet covered body laying in the pavement. No one noticed her leaving, they were much more concerned with the body.

She walked aimlessly for a while, the streets were dark and no one was around. A lamp flickered and died out nearby. A park was ahead, she headed towards it and sat in one of the swings. Crickets sang, ignorant of her pain. The moon shined in the sky, a single star was visible. A single tear shined in the darkness. And after it came many more. It was like a dam had broken.

She curled up in the swing and cried like she hadn't done in years. And suddenly, it felt as if something snapped. Pain ripped through her, and she fell from the swing. Now she truly felt like she was being ripped apart. She gripped the grass and realized it was burning, there were flames everywhere, and she realized she was on fire. But it didn't hurt, it felt almost good. But the pain was still there. She heard her clothes rip and the pain suddenly stopped. The flames were everywhere. And she was in the middle of it all, completely unharmed. She looked up and saw the policemen from her house looking at her horrified. And then everything went black.


Well, there's the prologue. Hope it's not too bad. I have to get some sleep before I pass out and drool all over my keyboard –huge yawn–.

Eevee

(for now, I just keep changing my penname)