Summary: Her favorite show is Static Shock. What happens when she moves to Dakota?
Ok, girls (and any guys if there are any), this is my first multi-chaptered fanfic! This story is about a girl who – actually just read and find out. Really, it's a fantasy I, and I'm sure, many of you have imagined at least once.
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Warnings:
I know there are 52 episodes of Static Shock, but in order to make this story work, I had to exclude Power Outage. In this story, that episode never existed. I hope you understand.
I'm only going to update this when I write each chapter, but I guess we all do that, anyway.
This is not a slash, yaoi, or any of the above. This is a RichieXOC so I hope you enjoy. :)
Not everyone is perfect, so please excuse any mistakes you see.
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By the way, If you come up with a better title, can you let me know? I like the one I came up with, but it could be better. Same with the chapter names. If you come up with a better chapter name for any of them, please, let me know. Thanks!
Dwayne McDuffie is a Stalker
"Dumpster! Why is it always a dumpster?"
Leah laughed out loud at her laptop, up in her room. Watching old episodes of Static Shock on YouTube seemed to be the best way for her to pass the time. She normally could watch it when it came on on her High Definition Television, however not only could she not pick what episode to watch and could only watch it when it was on, but the T.V. was packed away in the moving truck anyway.
Leah loved to watch Static Shock. It was her new fandom. It was all she wanted to talk about, but unfortunately nobody wanted to hear it. Her father never listened; her mother never liked talking about fiction, and her brother, well, he never payed attention to her anyway. He was always absorbed in his video games 24/7. Any friends she had abandoned her when she got stuck in her superhero phase, skipping right past her into a popular circle that excluded anyone that was too fanatical about anything, especially "racist superheroes".
"Kids! Ten minutes!" That was their cue from their mom telling them it was time to pack-up and say good-bye. Leah was almost glad she didn't have any friends. Nobody to miss. Good riddens.
As she unplugged her computer, she heard Static joke, "That's it, big boy. No more milkshakes for you!" Leah giggled as she rolled up the power cord and put it into her computer bag. She put her mouse in, too, and waited for the end of the episode. "Shenice, you're welcome to join us anytime you're in town."
"Cool!"
"Just… call first, okay?"
And with that, she turned off her laptop and put it in her bag. With the strap on her shoulder, she walked to the door of her room and turned around.
"Goodbye, room." She crossed the hall, opening the next door, and every door there. "Goodbye, bathroom"… "Goodbye, parent's room. Goodbye, cityscape view." With swift movement, she opened the curtains one last time and took in the beautiful city view. To the left, she saw the twin towers no longer standing. She saw the Empire State Building sticking out, and with it, almost as tall, the Chrysler Building. She gazed at the distant view, knowing she might never see it again for the next few years, or ever.
With a satisfied smile, she closed the blinds and jogged downstairs, continuing to take note she still had a 20-pound computer bag attached to her shoulder. After saying her last good-byes to all of the rooms downstairs, she headed into the car.
Sitting in the back seat next to her brother, she slid off the computer bag and put it on the hump between them. Then, she looked out the window and waited for her father to come to the car. Her mother was already sitting in the passenger seat and her brother, to her left, was busy fiddling with the buttons on his DS. After a few minutes, Leah's brunet mother grew impatient.
"C'mon, Jim! The later you are, the more traffic there'll be!"
A few seconds past, and then they heard a faint "Coming!"
As he got into the car and buckled up, he asked, "Does everyone have everything? Nothing is in the house?"
"Yes, Dad/Jim," replied everyone at the same time.
"Then away we go! Next stop–"
"Dad!!!" screeched Leah. He started laughing. "I told you," her voice began to lower in volume. "I want it to be a surprise."
"I know. I was just kidding."
"You're so weird, four eyes!"
"Look who's talkin', game brain!"
"At least my head is still on Earth!"
"At least I'm…" it was hard for her to think up a comeback on the spot, "older!"
Her younger brother chuckled. "Weak."
"And," she continued, "I have the maturity to stop arguing."
"Thank you, Leah," said their mother. By this time, Jim had started down the driveway and towards the end of the block. "And Andrew, can't you leave your sister alone? You're in middle school, you should know better. And besides, you're either joking with your sister or playing video games. Not both." Jim took a brief laugh out of this. They were now turning left onto the main road.
"Yeah, well, whatever," replied Andrew, wanting to end the conversation as he turned back to his game.
Leah looked at Andrew for another second or two before turning her head left and looking out the window again. Their destination was hours away, Leah knew, and she was up most of the night packing the last of her things. After looking out the window for a while, she decided to take a nap.
She slouched into her seat and pushed her glasses up her nose to make sure they wouldn't fall off. Visions of The Parent Trap and other Static Shock episodes briefly passed through her mind as she fell asleep.
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A few hours later, Leah awoke with curiosity. "Uhh… Hey; how long?"
"We're almost there," replied her mother. "About ten minutes. We just passed the welcome sign."
"Cool." She was glad the new city was still a surprise. She looked to her right to find her 12-year-old brother now playing his playstation, probably a bloody war game. He always seemed to remind her of the young actor who starred in Little Manhattan, Journey to the Center of the Earth, and Bridge to Terebitha. In fact, he looked just like a younger version of John Hutcherson with hints of immaturity added to his features.
The blonde teenager beamed with curiosity as to where they were. She didn't want to be told, she wanted to guess.
Looking past her brother out his window, she was pretty sure they were still near the east coast as she saw a big body of water. Though it was probably a lake, and not the ocean. It didn't look as choppy as an ocean might be and it was definitely cleaner. There were many boats big and small, swimming through the water under the almost-sunset sky. The sky was still blue and cloudy, and it looked like the sun would touch the horizon in an hour or two.
Leah turned her head and looked through her own window, adjusting her eyes to the close buildings. They were in a city, and she was glad she wouldn't have to adjust too much. Her family traveled often to Manhattan, plus, her father worked there. The Staten Island Ferry was free, and his morning commute was about twenty minutes. Leah wondered how long his commute would be now, with his new job.
Her mother wrote articles about science, but not the creative kind. Occasionally her articles will turn up in Current Science if it was in the least bit amusing. Most of her articles are about reality, time, and evolution, but somehow she always knows how to suck all the fun out of these topics. She could do her work at home, but finds it much better to go to the library instead of taking out books very often. Leah wondered where the library was. She wondered where her new house was, what city they were in, and why the only things she could see through these buildings were nanoseconds of dark alleyways. Since she couldn't really have a good view of the city from where she was in the car, she turned her vision upwards and gazed at the sky as far up as she could, through the little car window.
She stared up there boringly, and then, all of a sudden, she knew exactly what city they were in, just from what she saw.
She saw two teenage boys her age fly through the sky, one on a disk, the other on a pair of rollerblades.
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