~Voltage POV~

It's not often that you get to see the biggest, most dangerous, hard to take down gang leader get taken out by piss and bugs. Damn must that be humiliating if it got out. I was perched on a rooftop well away from the fight and saw Armsmaster riding up in his sweet tricked-out motorcycle. I saw the conversation between the three capes, not like I could hear them of course.

Brockton Bay was pretty nice. With a nice blend of dilapidated buildings and abandoned buildings along with huge malls and gleaming skyscrapers it was the definition of a contrasting environment. It was pretty nice for the Legion to put me here. Interesting to say the least. I made my way back down, my suit absorbing the impact as I jumped down. I had a tinker ability that specialises in technology which manipulates electricity. So, shock gauntlets, high powered generators and such. It was about 11pm so I had another 7 hours to kill before sunrise so I decided to pack up and go to the PRT HQ.

The Legion was a global risk/asset. It was a rogue organisation that recruited many capes and humans to work under it. The leaders announced its existence to the governments of the world and the higher-ups sent the information to the PRTs around the world. Technically, they had a kill order on us but… how do you kill someone if you don't even know their faces? The Legion participates in Endbringer battles, sending 3-6 capes to assist the city to fighting them. They always sent a different combination of capes, finding out which set of powers was the magic bullet.

I was sent as an undercover spy/back-up for the PRT. I was a tall 16 year old which made me part of the Wards program. Aegis, Gallant, Vista, Clockblocker and Shadow Stalker. They were great in a sense. I had a feel of their personalities and reaction in a situation which made me the best battlefield leader out of everyone except Aegis. Both of us took the leadership role really well which opened a whole new plethora of tactics that we could use.

My suit gave me a helluva high jump so I was falling from about a mile up I'm pretty sure. I built my suit with a more brute orientation with strong arms and legs coupling with the electric charge I can use I could face of against most brutes and win or at least keep them down as Containment Foam was sprayed on them.

The impact was both loud and literally earth-shattering but luckily after about the very first time I did that they were smart enough to install sound-proof walls in the bedrooms and offices. Armsmaster strode out of the garage looking very much annoyed.

"Where were you? I thought that you're supposed to be in your quarters."

Right… Since I didn't have a house or family here I slept in the quarters where no one else slept since every other ward had a family.

"Sorry sir but I couldn't sleep and I went on a patrol instead." That seemed to comfort Armsmaster slightly.

"Right. Can you bring Lung to the prison cells? I need to call some doctors and fill up the paper work."

I nodded before heading to the garage. I saw the cage attached to it. But doctors? Why would you need doctors? I get paper work but…. oh… That's why he needed doctors.

Lung's flesh was rotting. His faced was fucked up like all hell and I could see from rotten flesh just above the waist line and continued down which meant….. Nope. Nope. Not going there. Freaking large scale tissue necrosis? How the fuck did bug girl or piss boy do that? Unless… Brown Recluses. Multiple bites from Brown Recluses. Bugs are arthropods and arthropods include insects and arachnids. I opened up the cage and Lung was knocked out. Probably high strength transqs in his system.

I heaved Lung from his cage and half dragged, half carried the rotting guy to the basement or 'sub-levels' to make it sound cool and dragged him into a full titanium cell and locked the door after I was out. That was built to hold mid-level brutes and if he tries to rip through it, high pressured Containment Foam is gonna pour all over him. Not like he's gonna move any time soon. I decided to report back to Armsmaster.

"Yes, you heard me right. Large-scale tissue necrosis. Brown Recluses most likely. Get a team of doctors here now. I don't care if it's the middle of the night, we have a dying man in one of the cells and it's gonna look bad if he dies in the PRT HEADQUARTERS. Thank you."

Armsmaster put down the phone. He was still in his flashy armor and visibly pissed.

"Uhhh. Lung is the brute cell, sir. Is there anything else needed from me?"

He waved him off "No nothing else more. Head back to your quarters. I need to finish up the rest of this paperwork."

I made my way back to the dorms. It was nice with a couch, TV, even a console. I shed my armor and googles. Actually it was less of an armor and more of a power suit. It was a power cell wired to my gauntlets which were really big. Like the Dwyane Johnson arms type big. It was full metal except for the special insulating fabric that my hands were in so I didn't get electrocuted. The boots were always on under jeans and custom-made shoes which increased my agility and speed. The power cell and gauntlets were big and clunky to move around so I got Armsmaster to help it compress down to the size of a suitcase which made it much easier to carry even though it still weighed like 3 pounds.

I stayed up on the bed for the rest of the night. Mulling over paradoxes and quantum mechanics. I was still awake and energetic despite the all nighter. Most of the Wards went to Arcadia High in the morning and came back in the afternoon so fuck me I'm still have nothing to fucking do. I could enrol in but I mean seriously. I have enough knowledge that rivals that of any single Master certification holder of any subject and then some, with this much knowledge stuck inside my head do you really think Arcadia HIGH can teach me anything new?

I decided to head to the school anyways as a visitor. Which wasn't that bad. I went there a couple of times and visitors came often enough that it was a natural thing. Just don't disturb the class or harass the kids and you'll be fine. The guards stationed at the gates were pretty nice to me after all I am a familiar face. They even gave my a teaching position for advanced science. I told them I'd consider it.

"Hey, James!" The guard, Xavier called to me as I approached the gates. "How's your day?"

"Xavier, it's 7.30 in the fricking morning. How am I supposed to tell you about my day when it hasn't even started?"

"You're right. Here for visiting?"

"Teaching actually. Uhh. I heard the biology teacher had something crop up?" Huh. Guess, I did want to teach.

"Yea, his wife went into labour and he's taking paternity leave for about 4 months. Overheard some conversation. Said the new bio teacher was horrible. Glad you're able to help." Since I was teaching I didn't need to fill up anything. Just head on to the Principal's office get a form and the teaching equipment then go.

The classrooms were filled with students, learning everything from chemistry to parahuman biology to American literature and history, the usual suspects. I went to the Principal's Office and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's James. I'm here for the teaching position you offered me."

"Come in then."

"So you want the teaching position. Which one?"

That was unexpected. I thought it'll be like job interview or something.

"Just like that. No questions or anything?"

"James. You may be sixteen but you have more knowledge to put those with doctorates and masters to shame. You're also great with the kids and all of them seem to like you. What's not to like?"

"Right. I guess the biology post then."

"Alright I'll send a note to Ms Hurding that you'll be taking…."

"Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

"Monday, Wednesday and Friday…. Alright you're all set. Just collect you're teaching items from her before going to class."

I stood up before realising I didn't know which class to go to.

"Where and when is my class?"

He typed into his computer. "Oh right. Biology lab 3 and it's at 10.30."

"Thank you, sir."

I had three-ish hours left to kill. Well fuck. I walked around the hallways of the school, familiarising myself with the entire place. I was left to my own thoughts. I was outed as Voltage the moment I joined the Wards so villains was knew who I was. Seriously being albino had its drawbacks. The only thing stopping them was a video in a previous Leviathan attack where I blew up a tidal wave in a electrical charge and since I was a tinker I had this aura of unpredictablity that kept them from truly attacking.

The PRT knew about this obviously so they told the city not to ask me about life in the Wards and ever since a shorted the electricity in a news fan because a news reporter didn't know how to fuck off when asked to the press didn't hound after me.

I stopped and looked at my watch. An hour left. How did I kill… Human's perception of time was weird. I was next to a classroom and I saw some of the students staring and gawking at me along with some gossip girls probably spreading some dumb rumours. I should really prepare for class. I went to the staff room, Ms Hunding shoved a pile of papers into my hands along with a book and a syllabus paper.

"Thank god I don't have to put up with that class everyday."

I didn't reply. I knew that any negative opinions from her would subconsciously negatively alter my opinion of the class when I walked in.

20 minutes left. More than enough time to reach class.

I walked into the lab. The class obviously wasn't here but I was surprised to see some students here despite being 5 minutes early. Guess they were excited to have a known Ward and cape to be their teacher.

The rest of the class slowly came in. Always in groups and always talking with each other about me and why I was doing here. I caught Clockblocker, Aegis and Gallant walking in as well. Aegis saw me and bobbed his head slightly. It was so small most people won't notice unless you were me and saw everything. The last of the students sat down, I looked at my watch.

"Alright class. Let's make some medicine." In a German accent.

Sorry for the change in tone for this chapter but I couldn't think of a way to shoehorn Voltage into the story by the time Leviathan comes so this was it. My writing style involves jumping from perspective to perspective and maybe time shifting slightly. Don't worry you should be able to follow it. Read and review.