Copyright/Disclaimer: I, the author, do hereby claim no ownership in any form of Sky High or any of its characters. All characters, trademarks, etc, belong to Disney. Though based on this movie, the author gains no profit whatsoever from this work of fiction. This story is only to be for the leisure of the author and others.

Warning: This story will be rated "M" due to profane language, as well as sexual situations occurring in later chapters. Also, this story will mainly show the homosexual pairing of the author's original character, Anima, with the character Warren Peace. If you find this pairing offensive in any way, please refrain from reading beyond this point.

Author's Note: Seeing as this is my first "official" fanfiction, all forms of critiquing are welcome. All I ask is that no one criticize my work. There is a difference between "critiquing" and "criticizing". To put it simply, "critiquing" is helping; "criticizing" is flaming. Well, at least it is in my eyes. Also, I did not create the International Alliance. Either Disney created this group in the movie, or another author by the name of Insomniac-Angel. Be sure to read Insomniac-Angel's story But Noble Souls.


Chapter One

He had been careless. There was no other way to explain how he was caught. How could he have possibly forgotten about the damn security camera behind the counter! He had easily disabled the other two cameras in the store.

But how could he have missed the last one!

And now there was nothing he could do, except wait and listen.

How could I have missed it! he thought, being extra careful not to project it. I should have just gone with my instincts and left. But no! I had to try to get the money!

He knew what he was about to do was risky. Heck, he wasn't even sure it was worth the risk! Stealing the money wasn't the problem. No, the only thing that bothered him was the part where he would have had to use his powers to get the money.

Ten years ago, after a terrible accident, he had promised himself to never use his powers for anything other than life-threatening situations. He forced himself to maintain complete control over his powers. Thinking about that awful day sent a shiver down his spine. He was about to wrap his arms around himself, but suddenly remembered the shiny steel cuffs.

This is where your "powers" have gotten you, Anima, He thought bitterly as he glared at his wrists. A one-way trip to a jail cell.

Anima continued to glare at the hand cuffs until they started to twist and bend. With a gasp of realization, he broke his concentration and looked out the window.

"What's wrong," the driver asked, glancing every now and then in his rear-view mirror to the back seat. The officer really was a nice man, though he took his job very seriously. But he couldn't help being sympathetic towards Anima. A couple of times when Anima relaxed a bit, he could hear little parts of the officer's thoughts.

He can't be more than 17, poor kid, Anima remembered the officer thinking as said the Miranda warning.

"Nothing," Anima lied. Little by little, his mind relaxed as he felt himself sink into a trance. He felt his eyes cloud over, his eyes focusing less on the world around him.

As he looked through the fog, he saw images, visions, but he could not make them out clearly enough. Anima continued to watch as his premonition became clearer.

There was a woman, though her face remained unseen. Her short, black hair was feathered and gave her an air of strength and power. Even her cream-colored suit clearly showed that she meant business, despite its feminine cut and color. The woman appeared to be talking to someone, but Anima could only make out a few of the words being said.

"... no home, and... known family. All I... my care for one day. If he... I will see to it that... place to stay," the woman reasoned. When she was sure he would not object to her demands, she continued: "I have taken the liberty to contact... briefed them on the situation."

The woman moved towards a door on her left. As she turned the handle, she paused for a minute before speaking again.

"I'm sure you are aware of the consequences should the true nature of this visit reach public ears." With that said, the woman pushed the door open, letting in a white light, so bright that Anima was immediately pulled from the vision.

He was in the backseat of the squad car once more. Never before had he been abruptly forced from a vision, and he hoped to never have to experience it again. It felt like his head was trying to split open. After a moment of slow breathing, Anima was able to ease enough of the pain to realize the car was pulling into the police station, and the officer was in the middle of speaking to him.

"-n't know how long you've been out there, but if you stay positive things'll get better. Just don't give up, 'cause you never know when your luck'll change."

When he finished, he glanced in his mirror and caught my eyes and held it, trying to show me that he did care. Finally, the officer looked away as he parked the car. As the officer got out of the car, Anima realized his hand cuffs were still twisted. As quickly as he could, he focused his mind on them and bent them back to their beginning shape. As soon as he did, his door was opened as the officer helped him out.

"Thank you. For your words," Anima spoke softly. Despite its volume, the officer heard and gave a slight smile before leading Anima towards the main entrance. But as soon as they stepped through the double-doors, a woman with short, black hair and a cream-colored suit stepped in from a door off to the right. Anima's steps faltered as her eyes met his own.

"It's you," Anima spoke aloud. The woman's eyes widened.

"I'm almost quite certain we have never met," she said, her eyes taking in the young boy before her.

"No, we haven't met," he repeated, "but I've seen you, in a premonition."


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