AN: Hey all. I am finally updating this story. Sorry for the long wait. I don't know how many people are actually reading this. I would really appreciate your thoughts on the story so far. I'm not too sure about continuing at the moment. PLEASE REVIEW.


Chapter 2-

Kielar moved into the house just passed nine p.m. He tended to stay out late when he went to the diner after school. He loved helping out there, and Mrs. Olivia loved his company. As he entered he clicked on the hallway light, nobody was home. He wasn't all that surprised really. His father would stay at work late and his sister was somewhere. He never knew anymore, especially on a Friday night. As he walked into the living room he saw several pamphlets on the table and moved to them. As he sat down on the couch he grabbed one. It was a name he recognized, and over the years it had been brought up more and more.

Xavier's School for the Gifted

A boarding school. To Kielar it didn't matter what it was for, to him it was just another way for his father not to have to deal with him or his sister. Maybe it would be good for them, maybe it wouldn't, but it only made Kielar more angry thinking about it. He had known he was different since a young age, hell he was fully aware who is Father and Aunt were. They were a part of the Fantastic Four. Kielar and Karla had grown up in the spotlight, until they were 13, when Kielar first tried to end his life. As soon as the story hit news stands, there was no longer any sight of the twins or Johnny. It was after that first time that Kielar discovered there after that a simple razor blade would not penetrate his skin. This pissed the boy off more than anything at the time, so his next attempt he overdosed on pain killers. It was then he discovered the large ammounts of drugs and alcohol weakened the invulnerable skin he had, that was how he had done the most recent attempt, all three times he was saved. Of course being able to fly wasn't so normal either.

It was after the third time that he had changed. He hadn't told anyone the reason why it was so sudden, it was a bold move quitting the football team and completely changing from what everyone knew you as. But he felt more comfortable now, never having realized how uncomfortable he had been with himself before. Of course his father and sister had hated the look, though it grew on Karla, when Johnny saw him he just shook his head, claiming it to be a phase. Its what Johnny said about a lot of stuff Kielar did. It had stopped bothering Kie a long time ago. Johnny had made his son go to counseling sessions to help him get through theses phases he claimed he had. And at first, nothing was said between the Psychiatrist and the teen. All it had been was silence. By the third session, Kielar was writing in the small notebook he had been given by Dr. Harvington. It wasn't so much a journal though, as it was a song book. Everything Kielar wrote down, seemed to be in the form of a song, and the good Doctor recognized that almost immediately.

This was how Kielar found his love for music. Dr. Harvington had Kielar communicating through songs, and it was discovered during a session that he had somewhat of a good voice. At least Kielar only thought it was okay, but Doctor Harvington found it amazing. It was then that Kielar started talking to Harvington about what was going on in his life, how he felt about everything, and why it was the way it was. It was a much later session that he found out that Kielar had felt abandoned, and after his mother left, it was when he started becoming more attached to his sister, and then growing apart from her he associated much with what had happened in his earlier life.

Now he was possibly being sent away to some school, a school that was completely different from what he knew. It was more nerve racking than anything. It wasn't something he wanted at all, and he only wished he had a say in the decision that would pull him apart from his own world.. At that moment the door opened and Johnny Storm walked into the living room. He looked at his son who was looking over the pamphlet that he had left on the table. "Kielar…"

"Is this your answer?" Kielar asked him, not looking at the man. Years had been kind on the Fantastic Four member, at least in looks. Being a single father though had taken its toll on him though. He wasn't as bad off as people thought, though dealing with his son was more than enough, without having to handle his sister as well. As children, Johnny had hardly any problem, the twins had been together so much, but as soon as the problems with Kielar rose, and Karla found her interest in boys, things just seemed to go down hill from there. "You are not sending me to this place." He stated. "If you don't want me around just say it! But I am NOT going to this school."

"Kielar, its an option. Scott Summers came by today, the headmaster of the school. He's picked up interest in both you and your sister. It would be good for the both of you." Johnny tried, trying to reassure him that he wasn't just trying to get rid of him.

"I am NOT going." Kielar said firmly. "So Scott Summers can take these pamphlets and shove them up his ass, because there is no way in hell I am going to some boarding school with goody two-shoe kids that think they're better than everyone else."

Johnny let out a sigh and ran his hand through his short hair. "That's not what that school is. Xavier's has been around for years. it's a school that helps teach super humans to control and develop their powers." he paused a moment. "It would help you Kielar. There are other teenagers there that have dealt with things…"

"I really don't give a fuck."

"Watch your language."

"Or what your going to kick me out? Go ahead you want to send me off to some school so you don't want to deal with me, go ahead, kick me out! GO AHEAD"

"Stop being so dramatic Kielar." he looked as his son started to laugh.

"I'm always so dramatic huh. You know what..I'll save you the trouble of paying for that stupid school. I'm out of here…I'll have someone come for my stuff." Kielar grabbed his coat and headed for the door.

"Kielar Aaron don't you dare."

"Fuck you dad…just fuck you..I am so sick of this. You know..you shoulda just let me off myself…because then you wouldn't have to worry right? Wouldn't have to pay for me wouldn't have to do anything. Well watch this. I'm not going to do that again. I'm going to show you that I don't need you. I don't need Karla. I don't need ANY of this shit. I'll make it on my own and you'll see my face everywhere. But you'll never see me in person." With that, he walked out, letting the door slam on his way out.