This is a Sky High story. Warnings are AU (takes place fifteen years after film), Slash, OOC (major for Warren), OC(s), Supernatural Activities, more warnings may come.

Summary: Lately in the world of superheroing, Phoenix a.k.a. Warren Peace has been M.I.A. The others are worried about him, but Warren says that there is nothing wrong. Even Will's parents say that they are worried about Warren. One night while Layla is working late, Will gets a call from an oddly sounding Warren, who tells him to come over quick. When Will gets there, he finds that Warren is in a peculiar situation. Warren explains that he is going through heat and that his current state is hindering his powers; and to help him out, he needs to have sex with someone. Warren explains to Will why he called him, and Will feeling sorry for his best friend caves in and helps him out. Soon afterwards, Warren finds himself pregnant…but there is a possibility that Will is not the father; the remaining fact being that he slept with two other people.

Pairings: Read story to find out.

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Prologue

So much could happen in fifteen years; sometimes someone would look back and wonder just where all the time had gone.

At the age of twenty-four, Will Stronghold had married his girlfriend of ten years, Layla Williams. The wedding was a major affair for Sky High, two of its most notorious alumni were going to marry; and hopefully produce more powerful superheroes together. The wedding was held in the church of the couple's hometown and the after party was held in the very place they first got together, the Sky High gym. As a jock, the after party was called a "Pre-High School Reunion".

They had married after they settled into their after college lives, when they had steady jobs and a place to call home. Will took over the Stronghold Real-Estate business; in his hands the business was running as strong as it had always been. Occasionally Will was still helped by his "retired" parents. Though they rarely ran the business they started, Steve and Josie were still heroes; but it was becoming clear that complete retirement for the couple was coming near. Layla herself occasionally helped out with her husband's business as well, but mainly focused on her chain of vegan cuisine restaurants; being the main chef at the first restaurant. Their famous hero alter egos were known as The General and Miss Vine.

It was actually little earlier for Zach Glow and Magenta Lave; Zach proposed to her during the school's after graduation party, Magenta left Zach hanging for three days before saying yes. They married basically in private, a hard to believe, yet not so hard to believe, fling in Las Vegas; no one else knew that the couple was married until two years later. The pair was only in their second year of college when they married. Zach became, hard to believe, a middle/Jr. high school teacher, teaching both math and science. Magenta herself was a veterinarian; occasionally to help her husband out with the animal science segments of his classes, she brought in animals. Zach was a sidekick to Will and occasionally to Warren, he was known as Illuman; Magenta so very rarely did anything to do with superheroing, that she did not even have a name for herself.

Ethan himself was still single, not really looking for anyone to be in his life at the moment. He ran a small company as a computer technician and website designer; with the company he did very well with himself and was quite the bachelor. Ethan was an occasional sidekick for both Will and Warren, he was known as Ooze.

Warren seemed to be single, but no one knew for sure. Like Layla, he was also running a chain of restaurants, except his were Chinese cuisine restaurants, and were at a much smaller scale; he stuck with the ones that he had inherited from the people he had used to work for while he was in high school. He was a famous hero known as Phoenix.

But there seemed to be something wrong with Warren, he had not been on any scenes lately; he had been MIA for so long, even Sky High noticed. Warren claims that there is nothing wrong, that he has been focusing on the sudden burst of popularity in his restaurants, he had more and more customers coming in day by day; that was understandable, but still.

Josie had an encounter with Warren a few weeks before and she could not help but notice that Warren was paler than she remembered and that he was sweating and jittery. She asked Warren if he was okay and he snapped at her, saying that he was just fine. When he realized what he had done and said a curt sorry along with good bye. She could not stop thinking about him since.

Steve said that he had almost had an encounter with Warren himself; but when Warren saw him, he turned on his heel and rushed away in the opposite direction. Steve was worried because just looking at Warren from the distance away he was at the time, he could tell that there was something wrong.

In turn, the others had been trying to get Warren to open up and tell them just what was going on; they had done that so many times, Warren shut off all connections between him and his friends, messages he left said that he was fine and needed time to himself.

Will and Layla went on with their own lives, trying to ignore the fact that Warren was being stubborn again.

It was near eleven at night when Will was typing on his laptop getting some paperwork on some house sales he had done that day, laying back on his recliner, the laptop being supported before him on an attachment table. Just about two hours ago, Layla called Will saying that the restaurant was getting busy that night and most likely she would be home late. As Will typed at his computer, his mind kept wondering to Warren; he cursed himself for worrying so much, it was not his fault that Warren was being stubborn.

Will let out a yawn and started shutting down windows in his computer; he decided awhile ago that if he yawned just once while doing work, it was better to leave off wherever he was and rest a little, he had less of a chance to make drastic mistakes he would regret later. He pushed the table aside and pushed the little bar at the side forward to help him sit up; just as he stood and stretched, the phone rang.

The only person he figured would be calling him that late was Layla. Without looking at the caller-id, Will answered the phone.

"Hello…" Will said.

"Will…" A raspy voice said into the phone.

"Hello?" Will asked, not knowing who it was; turning around he looked at the caller-id, surprised at whose name was there. "Warren?"

"Yeah…" The voice said.

A chill went up Will's spine.

"Warren, what's wrong?" Will said.

A choked sob came from the other side.

"Will, please come over…" Warren said in that raspy voice. "Please hurry…" A moan followed along with another sob.

"Alright!" Will said as he rushed to the front of the house, grabbing a coat of the coat hanger, along with the house keys. "I'll be right there in a minute. Just hold on!"

There was no response except heavy breathing.

Will reluctantly hung up the phone and rushed out of the house; taking to the air as soon as he had his jacket on.

It took him only about a minute to reach Warren's house, as he landed he kept watch out for anyone that could spot him. With the coast clear, Will rushed up the walkway to the front door of Warren's house.

Warren's house was not so big, it was a small house with a king sized room and a nicely sized guestroom; both had bathrooms, the king sized bathroom having a huge bathroom and the guestroom having a small bathroom complete with shower and toilet. Ethan himself lived in a condo about a mile outside of town.

When Will was at the front door, he leaned against it and pressed his ear to it; he waited a moment. He did not hear anything. With a breath he stepped back and quietly tried the doorknob; to his surprise he found the door unlocked.

Something was most definitely wrong.

Stealthily, Will opened the door and stepped into the house; gently closing the door behind him. He continued to listen around for any sounds; one particular sound caught his attention. Something sounded like crying and moaning coming from Warren's room.

Quickly, Will started down the hallway and got to the room door; without thinking he busted down the door and stepped in.

What he found gave him the biggest shock of his life.

Warren, naked as the day he was born, one the bed touching himself; his head was thrown back as he moaned and cried, his eyes were squeezed shut. His body was drenched in a sheen of sweat; his skin was an almost sickly pale color. Will said nothing as he just stared on at Warren in complete shock; his eyes wondering over what he unconsciously thought at the moment was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life.

Over the years, Warren did not do as much exercising as he did before; focusing on a multi-established franchise does that to a person; but it was not a bad thing. Warren may not have had much muscle mass on him, but his body was still fit; it was more on the slim, almost feminine side. But it looked like he had not been eating well lately; his ribs were beginning to show. Warren let his hair grow a little more over the years as well; it went down to mid-back and was often tied into a tight ponytail and braided, the red highlights had been stopped since the sophomore year of college; but as Warren lay on his bed, it was untied and splayed out beneath him like a black river.

Will stood at the door ogling his friend for another moment before he shook his head, reminding himself he was a married man.

"WARREN!!!" Will yelled. "WHAT THE HELL?!"

It seemed that that was the first time that Warren realized Will was there, he jumped slightly and stopped his menstruations for the moment; at his best friend with wide eyes, tears still streaming down his cheeks from them.

"Please Will, help me…" Warren said in that same raspy voice.

Will was beside himself.

"With what?!" Will yelled.

"I'm in heat." Warren said.

"What?" Will asked.

"I can't explain it now…" Warren said, sounding like he was going to start bawling. "But please help me!!!"

"How…?" Will asked; he already knew the answer, he just could not believe it.

"Just do me, do anything to me, just do me please!!!" Warren cried out desperately.

"Why?!" Will asked throwing his hands up.

"You're one of the only people I trust!!!" Warren yelled. He let out another moan and curled into a ball, his body shaking with sobs.

Will stood at the door, not knowing what to do. He looked at Warren's curled body and he could see Warren's spine poking out of his back, stretching the skin almost like it could rip through.

With a sigh Will began to unbutton his shirt as he walked slowly over to the bed.

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The next morning when Will woke up, he sat up with a major start; slowly, he turned his head and looked on in shock at Warren curled up to his side. Will almost started yelling, but his anger quickly subsided when Warren let out a little yawn and snuggled a little closer to him. Will continued looking down at Warren and was started to admire him before he could stop himself; he shook his head and sighed.

Quietly and gently, he moved away from Warren and got up off of the bed; he tried to gather his clothes quickly and quietly. He bent over for his pants and when he stood up; he looked over to the bed and saw Warren sitting up on the bed looking at him.

"Going to leave without me explaining myself?" Warren asked.

Will stood up before Warren all his glory and said one word.

"Shoot."

"I am a pyro, a rare one at that." Warren said.

Will slipped his pants on and sat down at the side of the bed to put on his shoes.

"A rare one?" Will asked.

"I am a pyro that goes through heat, a sexual heat." Warren said. "I need to have lots of sex with someone in order to get over it, or just wait it out."

Will glared at Warren; Warren held his hands up in defense and continued to explain himself quickly.

"Waiting it out requires pain…" Warren said. "At first I thought that I could wait it out, but then I was going through some of the most horrible pain I had ever felt in my life, I just couldn't make it."

"So you called me." Will said.

Warren nodded his head sheepishly.

"I don't know many people I can trust, and the others I trust weren't around; so I called my last choice." Warren explained. "I-I'm sorry Will…"

Will shook his head.

"So long as you're okay." Will said; then he gave Warren a look. "Are you?"

Warren held his hand out and concentrated; a moment later, a fireball burst to life upon his palm. Warren gave a relieved, but almost sad smile.

"Well, it's good to see that." Will said as he stood up and put on his shirt. "Let's just hope Layla isn't home." Will looked at the time, it was almost ten in the morning; Layla should be at the restaurant opening it up already.

Once Will finished dressing, he walked over to the door, and looked down at it on the floor. He looked back at Warren.

"Sorry about your door…" Will said.

"Don't worry about it." Warren said.

Will continued to look back at Warren for a few more seconds.

"I expect to see you at the scenes Phoenix." Will said with a smile.

"I'll be there General." Warren said with a solute. "Tell Miss Vine I said hi."

Will nodded and walked out.

When Warren was sure the Will was out of the house and gone, he flopped back onto his bed and started sobbing.

To be continued…

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