Bastet's Chosen
Author's Note: I know I said I would have a Sky High fic up, but this one begged to be written and I couldn't fight any longer. Anyways, this story is kind of hard for me to summarize, so hopefully the writing will be of some help. Oh, Sarah is not in this story for those of you who liked her. I liked her alright, but I wish there had been differences. Although, she may make an appearance as a villain, haven't decided yet. Also, I will update Book of Ancients soon because I have chapter 9 in the works. Well, please enjoy the story and leave a review!
Disclaimer: Own nothing but plot and the three Ocs. Everything else belongs to J.S. Cardone and Screen Gems.
The cool night air swirled about them in torrents, dancing upon their bodies. Their destination was just ahead, the loud music that reached their ears their signal. Once they pulled into the parking lot, their engines were cut. The roar of the music and voices intensified an echoed in their ears. Pulling off their helmets, the riders stepped off their bikes and surveyed the scene before them.
Faith Harper stood before her bike, her almond orbs taking in everything. A soft wind weaved its fingers through her short, chocolate locks which she straightened with her fingers. Her slim, but toned, figure was clothed with a forest-green tank top and denim jeans that hugged her legs. A jean jacket was draped over her shoulders, covering her bare arms. Cream colored skin glowed in the streetlight that hung above her, shining as bright as the sun.
Phoenix Cross dabbed a fresh cover of powder on her face before looking at her surroundings. She grinned at the dirty look, thoughts of wild boys and her dancing in her head. Glancing in her bike's side mirror, she brushed her golden mane back and let it rest on her shoulders. Bright blue eyes stared back at her with a twinkle of mischief that seemed to grow brighter and brighter every day. Standing back straight, she smoothed her denim mini-skirt and checked her black leather boots. Tan skin sparkled with glitter under the streetlamp more defined by the black corset top she wore.
Naomi Thorne moved to stand beside Faith, a look of trepidation on her face. Her blue-green eyes mirrored uncertainty and somewhat unhappiness. Her torso was covered with a white Evanescence t-shirt with a black leather jacket. Black, loose-fitting cargo pants covered her legs and the tops of her shoes. She ran her delicate fingers through her blood-red locks, a nervous habit she had since she was a child.
"Wonder how much this place has changed?" Phoenix commented.
"From the sounds, not much," Faith replied.
"Hopefully Nikki still has that baseball bat," Naomi whispered. The brunette of the group turned to her friend and placed a comforting arm around her shoulders. The blonde turned to her friend and smiled softly.
"Don't worry, everything will be okay," she said.
"Besides, Nikki can't compare to us. Can he now?" the brunette added. Naomi shook her head at her friend's words, a soft smile playing on her lips. With those words, Phoenix turned and began making her towards the door that led inside. Faith and Naomi followed, a roll of their eyes at the friend's eagerness.
Stepping inside however, made them grimace. Beer floated through the air like perfume, filling their nostrils with the awful stench. The music blared louder than they imagined it could and found their ears beginning to hurt somewhat. Bodies were grinding against one another on the dance floor, sweat trickling off their skins in soft droplets. The distant sound of a game of pool taking place also registered with their senses.
"Nope, hasn't changed much," Faith yelled.
"Thank God," Phoenix replied before making her way towards the bar.
"She is such a whore," Naomi joked as she followed Faith after their blonde friend. Reaching the bar, the two found their friend talking excitedly with Nikki. When he spotted them, a large smile appeared on his lips.
"So you three are back after all these years," he said.
"Sure are," Faith stated after sitting on a bar stool.
"Well, that's a miracle in itself," Nikki continued.
"Very funny," Phoenix joked.
"So, we still get drinks for free?" Naomi asked. Nikki nodded his bald head and turned to the drink machines. After a few moments, he turned back around with three glasses full of liquid.
"A Cherry Coke for Faith," he said while placing the drink in front of her. The brunette smiled in thanks before taking a long sip of the refreshment.
"One Diet Dr. Pepper for Naomi," he continued. The red head nodded her head as he gave her the glass. Taking a small sip, she giggled as the fizz tickled her tongue.
"And finally, a Blue Cream Soda for Phoenix," he finished. The blonde smirked as she drank the cool liquid. Nikki chuckled as he turned to another customer who seemed a little irate.
"Yep, things definitely haven't changed," Phoenix chuckled.
Faith finished her drink within a few more sips and turned her attention towards the jukebox. She cringed at the blaring rap song coming from speakers. Didn't anyone know about rock 'n' roll anymore? Shaking her head, the brunette slid off the stool and made her way towards the jukebox. After digging through her pockets for spare change, Faith slipped two quarters into the machine. With a smirk, she selected her song and was rewarded with the first beat of "I Love Rock 'N' Roll". Turning around, Faith smiled at Phoenix and Naomi. The blonde let laughter fill the air while the red-head just smiled back.
"Wanna dance?" Phoenix asked. Naomi seemed a little hesitant, but agreed after a few moments of persuading. The two made their way to the dance floor and began moving to the beat of the music. Faith chuckled at her all the attention the two were receiving from the male population of the bar. It seemed Phoenix still had the magic after all these years.
Phoenix smiled at all the boys that caught her eye. She fought chuckles as angry girlfriends slapped their boyfriends who had wandering eyes. Then, she just smirked as their angry eyes landed on her. Naomi hit her friend on the arm and received a sharp look from the blonde, but the red-head gave her a sharp look back. Before any words could pass between the two, a gasp flew from Phoenix's mouth at the feel of a hand grabbing her butt. Turning around sharply, the blonde found herself glaring at a familiar face.
"Aaron Abbott, still the same old scumbag," she hissed. The boy known as Aaron seemed surprised that the she knew who he was. He stepped back, a look of confusion on his face.
"Have we met before beautiful?" he asked. Phoenix rolled her eyes while Naomi fought her giggles.
"Yeah we have. About five years ago, you pushed me into the pond on 5th Avenue. I think I got my revenge by printing fake pictures of you in a pink ballerina outfit," she answered. For a few moments, Aaron tried to remember what she was talking about. Then, his eyes widen as recognition dawned on his face.
"Phoenix Cross," he murmured.
"Got it in one," Phoenix said.
"Well damn girl, look at your fine self," Aaron chuckled as his eyes roamed over the blonde's body. His eyes traveled over and traced Naomi's body. The red-head shifted uncomfortably at the scrutiny of his eyes. Phoenix noticed this and placed a protective arm around her friend.
"Why don't you go find Kyra or has she finally grown a brain and dumped your ass?" she snapped. Aaron looked up at her and both girls noticed his eyes were narrowed. Anger blazed in his dark irises and both took an involuntary step back.
"You might wanna watch that mouth of yours, bitch," he hissed.
"And you might wanna watch who you mess with, Aaron," Faith replied as she stood beside Naomi and Phoenix. The boy looked to the brunette and sneered while she just rolled her eyes. He stepped forward with his hand raised, as if he was about to strike her, when another hand stilled him. Turning around, Aaron was met with a solid punch to his nose. He let out a roar of anger as the bones crunched and blood spilled from the abused flesh.
"When will you ever learn, Abbott?" Caleb Danvers asked. Aaron made an attempt to retort, but he howled with pain. Phoenix chuckled at the distressed state the boy was in, but received a glare from Faith. The blonde tried to play innocent, but the brunette just shook her head. Looking back at their 'rescuer' she smiled softly.
"Thanks," she said before moving around him. Naomi followed her friend with a small nod to the boy. Phoenix rolled her eyes at her two retreating friends before looking back at their hero.
"Thanks again for stepping in, but we would have been just fine," she said. The boy seemed surprised by her last comment. Before he could say anything, she turned and followed her friends out of the door.
Faith stared down at her class schedule while trying to ignore Phoenix's whining. She was upset about the school uniform, saying something about how tacky an unoriginal it was. To be honest, the brunette thought she could kill her friend right now. Naomi was leaning against the wall with her eyes closed and her headphones covering her ears. Faith was starting to wonder if the red-head would switch positions with her.
"'Nix, shut up about the uniform. These people care more about knowledge than fashion," the brunette finally burst. Phoenix turned her head with a shocked expression on her face, as if Faith just claimed the Devil was walking among them.
"Well excuse me for worrying about these people's taste," the blonde huffed. Naomi pulled her headphones from her ears and caught the last bit of her friend's rant. Blue-green eyes sparkled with amusement at the shocked expression on her blonde friend's face. Running a gentle hand through her red locks, she felt all of her nervousness from earlier begin to ease a little.
"Well, we have just about everything together except second and fifth period," Faith commented.
"Well, fourth period is about to begin," Naomi added.
"I don't see why we can't just skip this day all together and star fresh tomorrow," Phoenix said.
"And you can be the one to explain that whole situation to Camille," Faith replied. The blonde huffed at those words. Naomi chuckle at her friend's defeated look and received a glare.
"Look, lets get going to class before we're late," the brunette suggested.
"Fine," Phoenix pouted.
"Lead the way," Naomi chuckled. Faith nodded and began making her way down the hall that led to their class. When they reached the classroom, the three noticed the teacher had yet to arrive and the students were talking amongst themselves. However, one sight caused Phoenix to start giggling.
"What are you laughing at?" Naomi asked.
"Aaron and his nose," the blonde managed through fits of laughter. Faith and Naomi looked at what had their friend laughing and found giggles escaping their lips. Aaron had his nose bandaged with the word badass written on it in black ink.
"He is still the same idiot as before," Phoenix said after her laughter subsided.
"Well there goes that miracle," Faith joked. Naomi shook her head at her friends' antics. Once the three were fully under control, they opened the door and stepped in. Silence seemed to reign over the room as all eyes fell on the three. Naomi fidgeted under all the scrutiny, Phoenix just smiled and waved, while Faith ignored all the stares.
"Well if it isn't little miss bitch," Aaron's voice drifted down to them. Raising an eyebrow, Faith looked back up and spotted his smug face.
"Well if it isn't Bozo the Clown," she fired back. Laughter filled the room at those words, but Faith just ignored it. Looking around, she spotted three empty seats near the middle of the classroom. Pointing this out to Phoenix and Naomi, the three made their way towards the seats. Just as they reached the seats, a boy appeared in the way.
"Welcome to Spenser," the boy in front of them said. Phoenix raised an eyebrow at the smug look on the boy's face.
"And you're the welcoming party?" she asked.
He nodded with that smug look still in place. Holding out a hand he spoke, "Reid Garwin, Spenser tour guide."
"You're still pulling that line?" Faith asked. Reid turned to her with a confused expression. Naomi and Phoenix turned their attention towards their friend, wondering how she knew the boy in front of them.
"I remember the first time I came here and you pulled that line on me. I believe it was my eighth-grade year and you went around acting as if you owned the place. Instead of falling for your charm, I gave you a black-eye. I don't think we got along that year," she continued. Phoenix blinked with surprise at her friend's words while Naomi covered her lips with her hand.
"Faith Harper?" Reid questioned after a few moments. She nodded with a soft smile as his blue eyes lit up.
"Well I be damned! Firecracker has returned to Spenser after all these years," the blonde said.
"Yeah and she'd like to get to her seat, too," Faith added. Reid nodded and stepped aside to allow the girls to pass. When they sat down, Reid took a seat behind them. Rolling her eyes, Faith ignored him while Phoenix dived into a conversation with the blonde.
"You know, you kind of ran out of Nikki's last night that I didn't get a chance to ask for your name," a familiar voice said. Looking up from her book, Faith found a familiar pair of dark orbs staring at her.
"Um, hi?" she replied. The boy in front of her chuckled before sitting in the seat in front of her.
"Caleb Danvers," he said with a hand held out for her to shake. Nodding her head, the brunette shook his hand with a soft smile.
"Faith Harper," she said. Before Caleb could say anymore, the sound of the teacher coming in made everyone scramble to their seats. Caleb raced up the stairs and sat down beside Reid with two other boys. Phoenix turned her attention towards the front along with Naomi and Faith.
"Today class, we will discuss the literary arts of America compared to those of England," the teacher began. He was a small, fat man with glasses perched upon his nose. He wore a tweed outfit that would make Giles from Buffy proud.
"Can anyone name the writer of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer?" he asked. No one seemed able to answer or either they weren't paying attention. Faith sighed before raising her hand and watched as the teacher looked down at his seating chart then back to her.
"Miss Harper, so glad to have you back," he called.
"Glad to be back, Professor Hollis. To answer your question though, that would be Mark Twain," she replied. All eyes were trained on her, but she simply ignored them as Professor Hollis applauded her.
"Yes! I knew you would still have that sharp wit about you," he said. Faith just smiled as she turned back to her notebook. A nudge from her left made her turn to see Phoenix giving her a look.
"Are you going to be like this the whole year?" she asked.
"Please, you'll be the same way once we get in Calculus," Faith replied.
"Shush, no one's suppose to know about that I'm good at math," the blonde joked.
"Well, I'll just be glad once we get into World History," Naomi said from the right. All three chuckled before turning their attention back to the teacher.
The day was soon over and Phoenix was so relieved. Naomi and Faith watched as their friend twirled about with a dramatic sigh escaping her lips. Then, she turned to her friends with a smile on her lips.
"I should be an actress, shouldn't I?" she joked.
"Please, Katie Holmes wouldn't hold a candle to you," Faith replied with a smirk. Phoenix smiled at that, but then her smile slowly melted. Narrowing her eyes, she gave the brunette the finger before turning and making her way down the steps of Spenser.
"You know how much she dislikes Katie Holmes ever since she hooked-up with Tom Cruise," Naomi said.
"Duh," the brunette replied with a smile. Her friend shook her head, red locks flying everywhere, but laughter escaped her lips. The duo then turned and began to make their way towards Phoenix who was waiting by their bikes. However, familiar voices stilled their movements. Turning around, the three found Reid making his way over to them with Pogue Parry, one of Reid's friends they met in Biology. Caleb stood at the top of the steps, staring down at them with Tyler Sims, Naomi's lab partner in Biology. Kate Tunney, Pogue's girlfriend and Phoenix's new shopping buddy, stood in front of Caleb.
"Where do you three think you're going?" Reid asked.
"Home," Phoenix replied.
"You don't live in the dorms?" the blonde questioned.
"No," Faith answered. Looking to Pogue, she noticed he was checking out the girls bike with keen interest. He seemed really interested in Naomi's ride mostly, and with a quick glance to the red-head, she noticed she was proud of the attention her bike was receiving.
"Is this the new Yamaha YZF-R1?" he asked.
"Yep," Naomi replied.
"Wow, these are some of the fastest things on the market, right?" he continued.
"Depends on your definition of speed I guess, but I love it, " she said.
"Do you girls have anything planned tonight?" Reid asked. Faith looked at Phoenix then Naomi before shrugging. Naomi nodded after a few moments and Phoenix was already smiling.
"No," the blonde replied. Reid smirked before pulling out a purple piece of paper. Looking down at the paper, the trio read over it. Faith could already picture the trouble she was going to have to get the girls out of. Naomi was imagining all of the music, and hopefully live bands, that would be playing. Phoenix was imagining all the boys she would be flirting with.
"A party on the beach?" Faith asked.
"More or less, but its hidden behind the cliffs," Pogue said.
"Well, this is the best welcome back any girl could ask for," Phoenix laughed.
"I guess you can count us in," Naomi said. Faith just shrugged, seeing she really had no choice in the matter. The boys seemed excited by the news and the brunette had to admit she missed the parties Ipswich was known for.
"Well, see you tonight," Reid said. The girls nodded and watched as the two rejoined their friends. After they disappeared inside, Phoenix turned to her friends with a soft frown on her features. The girls straddled their bikes, each looking at each other with sighs dropping from their lips.
"So, those are the legendary Sons of Ipswich," Naomi commented.
"I can't believe they're the ones that hold so much power," Phoenix muttered.
"Looks aren't everything," Faith whispered. A soft wind caressed their cheeks, dancing through their hair, and filling their noses with the scent of autumn. Naomi looked back at the school with a somewhat sad expression on her face.
"It just doesn't seem fair that we have to ask so much of them," she said.
"Life isn't fair, Naomi," Phoenix hissed. The red-head held a shocked expression on her face before her eyes fell to the ground. The blonde regretted her words, but instead of apologizing, she just let out a stream of curse words.
"Will you two chill," Faith replied. The two looked at the brunette and found her eyes were narrowed and she was staring in the distance. Phoenix noticed the tense expression on her friend's face and Naomi saw the sadness in her almond-colored eyes.
"They don't know why we're here and that's going to stay that way," she began, her voice neutral. "We don't even know if they have Ascended or not, so they may be of no help anyways," she continued. "All we know is that we have to watch out for them and make sure the Order doesn't find them first. We also must make sure that we don't get too close." Phoenix watched as Faith took a deep breath and let out a large puff.
"But what if we don't have any choice in letting them know who we are?" Naomi asked.
"We'll cross that bridge when or if that every comes to pass," the brunette responded. Phoenix leaned over and gave her friend a hug as best as she could.
"What would we do without you watching our back?" she asked.
"Probably fall into a pit and starve," Faith joked. The others laughed at her attempt at a joke before silence reigned over.
"Well, if we want to look our best for this party, we better get home," Phoenix commented.
"Yes, wouldn't want to arrive like hideous hags," Naomi added.
"Well, then lets get home before hideousness sets in," Faith said. The three girls smiled before placing their helmets on their heads and starting their engines. Pulling out of the parking lot of the school, the trio raced down the road towards home.
Standing on the beach, the girls stared down at the crowd below them. Bodies were everywhere like a sea of flesh. The background of the waves gave it some sort of romantic/gothic look. Music blared from speakers seated in front of a stage where a DJ was playing.
"Shall we?" Phoenix asked.
"Why not? It's not like we're gonna look this glamorous forever," Naomi replied.
"Speak for yourself," Faith said. The others looked at her with fake shocked looks before pushing her playfully. The brunette chuckled before turning and making her way down the sand dune. Phoenix and Naomi were right behind here, fake apologies spilling from their lips.
"Alright, you made it," Reid said when he spotted the three.
"We never miss out on a party," Phoenix responded.
"You girls look hot," Kate said when she appeared with Pogue right beside her. Faith looked down at her outfit and smirked. Her torso was covered with a red off-shoulder shirt along with a denim jacket. Her legs were hugged by hip-hugger jeans that flared at the bottom. Her hair was straightened and framed her face delicately and heightened her hazel eyes.
Phoenix smiled as she looked down at her outfit. She wore a white button-up shirt with a black tank-top underneath. Black knee-high boots covered her legs along with a pair of black shorts. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail with strands hanging to frame her face. Blue eyes sparkled in the firelight from the bonfire nearby, specks of brown shining through.
Naomi blushed as she thought about what she was wearing. Phoenix and Faith managed to persuade her to wear white strapless top that seemed a little tight. Black jeans covered her legs and flared at the bottom with a silver butterfly printed on her pocket of her pants. Her flaming hair was pulled halfway back with a diamond clip pinning the hair back. Her blue-green eyes glowed with nervousness at the way some of the guys stared at her.
"Thank you Kate, but you look gorgeous," Phoenix replied.
"Don't I know it," Pogue practically growled into his girlfriend's ear. Faith turned her attention away from conversation and noticed Caleb was standing near the shoreline, the water close to reaching his feet. She spotted a beer in his hand and it seemed it was halfway empty. Growing curious, the brunette moved past her friends and made her way to the distant boy. When she reached him, he gave her one glance before turning back to the rushing waves.
"Why aren't you over there with your friends?" Faith asked.
"Don't feel like listenin' to them," Caleb replied. The brunette raised an eyebrow at the way his voice slurred and the hazed look in his eye. Caleb Danvers, known perfectionist, was drunk.
"How many of those have you had?" she asked, pointing to the beer in his hand. He looked down at it before shrugging.
"Six, maybe seven," he replied. Faith blinked at that, her impression of the boy slowly changing. Shaking her head, she decided to deal with those thoughts later, right now she needed to get rid of that beer. Reaching out as Caleb brought the bottle to his lips, she snatched it with protest from him. He stared at her as if she had just grown another head and watched as she flung the bottle into the sea.
"What the Hell?" he asked with anger flashing in his eyes.
"Why are you drinking so much?" Faith asked.
"Like that's any of your business," Caleb hissed. The brunette took a step back because of the anger spilling off him in waves. This wasn't the same boy that everyone thought was the most level-headed of the Sons of Ipswich, the one that would reach Harvard without any trouble.
"Well, considering you're acting different from the boy I met earlier today and last night, it might cause a little concern," Faith said. He turned to her and instead of anger, she found emptiness in his eyes. Before she could say anything about it, the DJ yelled something about cops being spotted. Looking back to the rushing crowd, Faith sighed.
'I hate cops.' she thought bitterly.
BlueFlameDancer- Well, there's the first chapter and hopefully it was to your liking. Anyway, leave a review and give me any advice you can.