It's not long till Christmas now so I thought it would be a good time to post the first chapter in my Christmas fanfic on HIVE :D For now, I'm putting my other fanfics on hold while I try get a few chapters up for this fanfic. I hope you like it!

Falcon

Disclaimer! I do not own this or any of the characters in here (apart from Chloe) they all belong to Mark Walden *sulks*


Nero sighed and flopped down in his chair, briefly, he realised, it was two weeks until Christmas then the thought passed. There had never been any fuss made over the celebration here at HIVE.
The buzzer sounded on Nero's desk and he pressed the button next to it, his door sliding open; in the doorway stood a somewhat frazzled looking security guard.
'Yes?' asked Nero.
The guard hesitated, 'Urrmm…we seem to have an issue with the students.'
Nero frowned, instantly on alert, 'Go on.'
'It's best to show you sir,' said the guard after a moment and turned to signal to someone further down the hallway.
Nero waited, sitting in silence and watching the proceedings with a mixture of curiosity and puzzlement. After a few moments five security guards came into view, pulling behind them large trolleys that were usually used for transporting crates of electrical supplies. But instead of boxes they were laddened with piles of white letters, frowning, Nero realised his name was written on every single one of them.
Nero stared at them for a few moments in a baffled silence before asking, 'Why are there so many letters?'
The security guard gave a slight shrug, 'We don't know sir, we didn't open any as they're all addressed to you.' Opening a letter addressed to Nero was a very bad idea at HIVE (and I mean very bad).
Nero stepped out from behind his desk and walked over to the nearest trolley and pulled a single letter from the mound of paper.
'Would you like us to leave sir?' asked one of the guards looking a little uncomfortable.
Nero wordlessly ripped the white envelope open and pulled out the letter that was inside, it had been typed up on the computer and printed off on a sheet of pristine white paper and read:

Dr Nero,

I'm writing on the subject of Christmas. As you know it is only two weeks away and in the outside world people will be busy buying presents, getting out the decorations and organizing parties.
Being a fourth-year student I'm fully aware that here at HIVE Christmas is never celebrated as it should be. I know we are in training to be super-villains but can't even we let our hair down and enjoy ourselves every once in a while?
Therefore, I respectfully request that a school-wide party be thrown on Christmas day, all students I have spoken to concur with me.

Yours,

Chloe Brooks.

Slowly, Nero placed the letter on his desk looking bemused, this was a first. He plucked another letter from the pile, opening it and examining the contents of the letter he found it also happened to be a student requesting a Christmas party and also making a song request.
Nero grabbed several other letters, the contents were the same, some handwritten, others typed up and printed off a computer. He leaned back against his desk looking confused.
'Is there a problem you would like us to deal with sir?' asked one of the guards.
Nero hesitated, really, this wasn't exactly a "problem" you used security guards to deal with, 'It appears that the majority of HIVE students would like a party to be thrown on Christmas day,' sighed Nero.
There was silence from the guards; 'A party?' repeated one looking confused.
Nero nodded confirmation.
There was another silence, 'So are you going to do it then sir?'
Nero looked up sharply, the guards were all looking at him inquiringly, 'You think I should throw a Christmas party?' asked the head teacher of HIVE flatly.

The guards looked uncomfortable, 'Well, the students would enjoy it,' murmured one shifting from one foot to the other awkwardly, he was fully aware of Nero's reputation with people who displeased him.
Nero was silent, staring at the guards piercingly before eventually saying, 'Leave the letters here and go fetch the senior staff, I want to have a meeting with them.'


Nero sat at the head of the table, leaning back in his leather chair and allowing his gaze to drift over all the teachers assembled, 'I've called you here because the students,' he paused for a few moments searching for the right way to put across the sentence, 'are acting a little strange right now, you might say.'
The teachers exchanged a few glances over the table, 'What do you mean by strange Nero?' asked Ms Leon, her studded collar flashing in time with her speech.
Nero sighed, 'The students have left five large piles of letters outside the private staff quarters, all addressed to me,' he paused once more, 'they want a Christmas party to be thrown in two weeks time.'
There was a stunned silence, 'A Christmas party?' repeated the Contessa looking confused, 'Why on earth…'
Nero shrugged slightly, 'I don't know why the students would want a part to be thrown after all these years of not seeming worried about what happens at Christmas.'
To tell the truth Nero had a sneaking suspicion that if he investigated he'd find a certain Otto Malpense, along with his friends, at the heart of this.
'So what time is it?' asked a voice from somewhere along the table.
All eyes turned to Pike, he looked a little uncomfortable under the stares of all the teachers, 'What?'
'You think I should throw a party?' asked Nero, looking astonished.
Pike nodded a little, 'Why not? I'm sure it would do everyone good.'
There were a few murmurs from around the table as the teachers began to discuss it amongst themselves but the conversation was brought to abrupt halt as Nero started to speak, 'We will finish discussing this later, for now we have lessons to teach, please report any unruly behaviour from the students to me,' and with that Nero got up from his chair and left the room.


There's the first chapter for you...hope you enjoyed it!