One of my first fanfics! Hope you like it, feel free to review! If you think it starts out boring, give it a chance, it'll get better.
Summary:
Jet lives a normal life in a city filled with birds. A better than normal life most would say. He's the most popular guy at his school and has unknowingly attracted the admiration of the most popular girl. He's athletic and good-looking, so why isn't he satisfied? But one day his mother receives a call from the Babylon Rogues, saying that his father is dead, lost on a mission. She does all she can to keep Jet from taking on the leadership that he does not know he is entitled to, but it just isn't enough.
Jet yawned and rolled over, burying his face in his pillow. Then, yesterday's events caught up with his memory.
Jet leapt out of bed and rushed to his parents in the kitchen. "Mom!" ten-year-old Jet called. "You said my dad sent a gift yesterday!"
Jet's mother sighed. "Your biological father sent a gift," she said. She really wished Jet would forget about his real father. Rocket the Hawk was a Babylon Rogue and rode around on boards all the time. She didn't want Jet to follow the same dangerous road his father chose. Besides, she had remarried. Jet had a stepfather now. One that understood the dangers of boards, or extreme gear as Rocket called them.
"Whatever, can I have it now?" Jet said impatiently. It was Sunday and he already knew what the gift was. A new board of course, much better than the crappy ones from school. If he got it now, he would have the whole day to practice riding on it and then he could show off at school.
Jet's mother sighed. "Alright honey but be careful." There was really no point in not giving it to Jet. He would pester her all week until she gave it to him. Jet's stepfather frowned disapprovingly.
Jet's mother left. A few minutes later, she returned with a board. It was very nicely designed and looked awesome even in stillness.
"Yes!" Jet grabbed the board and ran outside. Once he was a good distance away from the house, he got on the board.
The speed took him by surprise. It was much faster than any board he had ever ridden at school. There was a sign pole in front of him. Jet swerved out of the way.
But the board was much better than Jet had expected. It followed his every command very well. Jet spiraled and managed to leap off without crashing. That was exactly why he stayed away from home. If he ever did fall, his parents would freak. Not good.
Sweet, Jet thought. He got on again. Now that he knew what the board was like, it was much easier. Perfect, Jet thought as he sped down the street. If I keep this up, I'll be able to bring this baby to school!
Jet got up extra early Monday morning, took his new board out of his closet, and went down to breakfast.
"Ready for school?" his stepfather asked. He sighed when he saw Jet's board. "You can bring that but be careful." Jet rolled his eyes but nodded as he sat down for breakfast.
"Hey whoa that board is awesome!" a male crow exclaimed when Jet arrived at school.
"Hey yeah! That's so cool Jet! Where'd you get it?" another male bird said.
Sky, a sky blue female hawk turned her head at the sound of Jet's name.
"Hey, looks like Jet got a new board," her purple female hawk friend named Lily said.
"Sweet," Rose, a pink female hawk giggled.
Sky nodded in agreement. "Let's make sure we get P.E. with him today," Sky said. "I'd love to see him in action on that."
Jet did a few flips, made a perfect landing, and cruised couple yards.
"Nice!" someone exclaimed. Jet grinned.
"Hey, Let me try!" a guy demanded.
"No way," Jet said, getting off his board. "You'll never be able to ride this thing."
"He makes everything look so easy," Sky giggled.
"I'll bet it is for him," Rose said.
Jet's life was perfect. He was already the best rider in the school, the most popular guy, and now, he had the best board anyone had ever seen. Not to mention everyone thought he was pretty good looking too. Though he didn't know it, the most popular girl in the school, Sky, had a huge crush on him.
One day, while Jet was off at school and his stepfather at work, Jet's mother received a call from the Babylon Rogues. "Hello?" she answered.
"This is the Babylon Rogues' master mechanic, is this Rocket's former wife? The mother of Jet the Hawk?" a voice said.
"Yes it is," Jet's mother said. "What is it you want?"
"We just wanted to notify you that… Rocket has been lost… on a mission…" the man seemed to be working to keep all emotion out of his voice.
Jet's mother was stunned. "Wha…What?" she stuttered.
"You heard me," the man said, regaining control over his voice. "We would also like to recruit Jet to take Rocket's place. My daughter and Thunder the Albatross's son have already completed their training and are now official members. Only Rocket is missing an heir."
"No," Jet's mother said firmly. "I refuse to allow you to recruit my son to such risky business. I-I refuse." She hung up.
After she managed to gather her nerves, she called her husband. "Honey, you need to come home right now."
"We can't let the same thing happen to Jet," Jet's mother said.
Jet's father nodded in agreement. "We must take his board away before he hurts himself. He cannot know what his father was."
When Jet returned home from school, riding his board, he noticed that his parents were quieter than usual. He shrugged to himself and assumed they had finally realized that he really didn't have much to tell them about school.
He did his homework and then snuck out to ride his board before it got dark.
The next day, his board was gone. He quickly ran downstairs into the kitchen. "Mom, Dad, where's my board?" he demanded.
"Here," his father said, handing him his old crappy board from school.
"Not this one," Jet said. "The new one."
"Jet honey, you're going to be late for school. Just go, would you like a ride?" Jet's mother said.
A week passed and Jet did not get his board back. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. On Saturday morning, he stormed to his mother and demanded, "Okay, it's been a week, where. Is. My. Board?"
Jet's father entered the room. "Jet son, we threw it away. We couldn't have you being exposed to such hazardous equipment. We're sorry but it was for your own good."
Jet stood in shock for a moment. Then, "WHAT!! YOU THREW IT AWAY?? GET IT BACK!" he bellowed.
Jet's mother shook her head. "We're sorry Jet, we can't get it back."
Jet thrashed around in his bed. I'll run away! He finally decided. There's no point living with these two anymore. I'll leave. I'll find a real life!
Jet jumped lightly out of bed. He fumbled around his closet until he found his old board. He opened the window quietly. No point in staying, he thought. I'm not leaving anything behind now. He jumped out the window and flew to the sidewalk. He got on the sucky school board and sped away, pushing it as fast as it would go.
Jet fell a lot that night, unusual for him. It was dark and he really didn't know where his was going. Just to get away from his pathetic life in this place.
Finally, when he was out of the small city and into the forest, he fell again, rolled and did not get up.
