I was listening to Three Days Grace and Simple Plan and all these wonderful One Shots came to mind… so I'm posting them up one at a time… none of them really have anything to do with each other; just they all came to mind today… while listening to several songs on repeat!

I decided to include the three boys that I usually don't write about, just to do something different…

Enjoy!

One Shot #1
Inspiration: "Perfect" by Simple Plan
Character: Caleb Danvers
Title: The Perfect Son
Summary: Caleb's talk with his dead father.

The Perfect Son

By Skyy Ryder

Caleb stared at the urn that held his father's remains; they had buried an empty casket three years ago. But now, now they were burying him for real. He was being placed in the family tomb that resided just beyond the Danvers Manor, where his grandfather and his great grandfather had joined their fathers.

He pursed his thick lips together, the rain relentlessly beating down on to his black trench coat as he looked around sadly. The only people that were there, and that knew about the real death of James L. Danvers were standing around him.

A pair of small hands gripped tightly on to his bicep as the remains were placed in slowly by Gorman Twoberry. He felt a pang of sadness run through his body as the people around him slowly dispersed.

"Caleb, are you coming?" The fair-skinned blonde asked him.

The dark haired man looked down at his girlfriend and gave her a forced smile, "I'll be up in a minute…" He responded.

With a small nod the blonde left grabbing on to an extended hand, Caleb glanced back briefly to see his mother smiling at the blonde girl sweetly. He felt his heart beat a little faster at their exchange. His mother had finally accepted Sarah after the Chase incident and she was finally happy for her son.

He let his gaze linger back to the tomb, a feeling of remorse settling over him as he forced back the tears that threatened to fall. He sucked in a deep breath and looked down at the dark green grass under his black boots.

"I hope you're happy, father…" He stated steadily, small tears disobeying him as they slid from his eyes down his tanned cheeks. "You knew what the power could do to you if you abused it…" His voice was deep and guttural.

He paused rubbing the back of his hand against his face, no trace of the defiant tears.

"You always told me I could do better," The man's words were harsh to the tomb. "You told me that swimming was a waste of time…" His hands now balled in to tight fists. "I busted my ass everyday in class for the last twelve years trying to appease you, trying to make myself good enough for the Harvard graduate."

The tears were now defiantly slipping from his chocolate brown eyes, his entire body shaking with rage, anger, and pain. He fell forward, holding himself up on the cold, wet stone of the tomb.

"You were my hero…" He whispered softly, the salty tears mixing with the fresh raindrops. "My fucking hero…" He said louder. "I looked up to you goddamn it…" He pounded a fist on to the tomb angrily. "And this… this is what I have to look up to now…"

He fell to his knees, the large mud puddle that had formed around the tomb splashing up on the black slacks that adorned his muscular legs. His fingers dug in to the concrete blocks, tears stinging his eyes.

"You gave in…" He muttered angrily. "I'm not going to do that… I'm stronger than that…" He looked up at the top of the tomb, the sun shining brightly, almost a contradiction to the rain that was falling around him. "I wont' let the Power control me like it did you…" His perfectly straight teeth clenched angrily.

"You wanted so much from me…" Shaking his head, he slammed his fist in to the puddle of mud. "Too much," Biting his protruding bottom lip he squinted his eyes. "All I ever wanted from you was your love, your acceptance… and I couldn't even get that…" He whispered.

"I'll never be the perfect student," He stated hoarsely, "I'll never be the perfect swimmer…" His deep voice cracked. "I'll never be the perfect witch…" He laughed almost sinisterly. "I'll never… be the perfect son…" He yelled.

Next is Chase...