Orientation
The teenage boy sat at the counter of the kitchen, in the middle of a New York apartment. He ran a hand through his black hair, yawning as he got up to pour himself a cup of coffee. It was early in the morning, the sun barely peeking out from behind the clouds and skyscrapers. His bag was in the corner, filled with clothes and other necessities. He didn't want to leave. This was all his mother's idea. He sighed and looked up to see her enter the room. She smiled lightly and hugged him. Her hair hair and skin were dark like his , except his skin was slightly lighter due to his dad.
"I don't see why i have to go mom, i don't even have any powers. All i'm going to do is get in the way at that school. I don't have powers like you and dad… " Jackson said with a groan. His mother , Kamala Kahn, pat his head and shook hers . " I know sweetie, but you have to go. They asked for you personally by name." His mother replied. He nodded and lifted the bag, looking at her one last time. " Well then , i guess I'll see you .. whenever…" Jackson said as he opened the door. He waved to her, and she waved back. So he closed the door, ending his old life , and at the same time beginning a new one
About a half an hour later, Jackson stepped off of the bus in front the campus . It was massive, and filled with students of all shapes sizes and colors. He hefted his bag onto his shoulder as he walked down the large paved noticed how many students there were, and how they were so comfortable about using their abilities. He also felt envious because he couldn't use any . At the end of the trail was a girl. She was a little on the pale side, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She crossed her arms when she saw him approach. She looked almost disgusted by him.
"It's about time you showed up, the director has been waiting.", the girl said as she looked him over, " I'm Hollie Summers, and the director told me to escort you." Jackson nodded and looked over to the building ," Right...Nice to meet you. I'm assuming that you know who i-" he was cut off by a blow to the back of the head . He looked at his feet to find a football. Jackson gritted his teeth and looked at the boy who threw it. It was a stocky boy, with biceps like bazookas. Next to him was a slimmer kid, with a face that looked like it was fixed in a sneer.
Jackson walked over and dropped the ball at their feet " i think you dropped this." , He said as he glared at the two. The muscular one chuckled and stepped forward," oh yeah? Thanks for returning it , now leave. We don't need your kind here, human. " , the smaller one cackled as if human was an insult. Jackson balled his fists and tried his hardest not to clock these guys. The little one took this as an opportunity, and pushed Jackson down, and making a circle of fire around him, yelling " burn , boy!" Jackson stood and looked around for a chance to escape. If he didn't, then he would be burned to a crisp.
Suddenly, the flames lifted from the ground and moved, flying into the palm of a blonde haired boy's hand. He looked younger than Jackson, but for some reason he also seemed older. The man scowled at the two bullies , " I will deal with you two later. For now Mr. Kahn , i apologize for these boys behavior. I am headmaster Rogers. Please come with me and i will fill you in."