Disclaimer: Sky High (2005) and any characters within the movie belong to Disney. Anything from the Superman, Batman or Justice League universes belongs to DC Comics. I own my original characters and my plot. I am not trying to pass any of these characters or copyrighted ideas off as my own and therefore it isn't plagiarism or copyright infringement.

Chapter Two – First Impressions

Well day two at good ole' Wayne Manor and after a very quiet breakfast and a lot of tension I find myself sitting in the private jet of Bruce Wayne with Emo and Princess. Luckily Bruce gave me a brand new touch screen tablet for my journal entries and I don't know how he did it all my entries were turn into file format and downloaded. So much for all that security I had, however he said something about knowing how much I enjoyed keeping a journal, and that it would be more secure than a notebook. Oh whatever! Though I hate to admit it, he was right about the security thing. With this baby I can make sure everything I write would take at least five genus level humans to break through the encryption I put on it. So unless someone smarter than him tries to access this they will have no luck.

Okay now back to my typical teenage rant. You know what really sucks is that it takes about three hours to drive from Gotham to Maxville, however it only takes about fifteen minutes by jet to get from Wayne Manner to Sky High. Princess seems overly giddy about going to school that has other supers beings like the son of the Commander and Jet Stream. Apparently she has some major crush on some guy named Will Stronghold. Yeah well, whatever.

SO the other night I was bored so I did some research on Barron Battle. It appears that Barron was married to another super named Sofia Peace and had a son by the name Warren Peace. It so happens he is one of the students involved in saving the school the year before during prom. Now since I haven't been able to contact my brother Jae since I was moved to Gotham, I plan on tracking down this Warren guy and finding out how my brother's doing. Hmm, maybe he can take a note to give to my brother so I can at least assure him that all is going to be okay. Well it looks like we are approaching the school I have to say for a floating high school it looks-normal. This outta be fun-not!

Helena shut down her journal and slid the touch pad into her black messenger bag. She didn't notice it until recently but she has a lot of her father's looks. She was five foot eight inches tall and had the bright green eyes of her mother and her brown hair but she was built like an athlete with strong shoulders yet had her mother's curves. She wore tight black jeans with a white tank top, partially buttoned up purple plaid shirt, and black jean jacket. She stood up once the plane landed and strapped her book bag across her chest with the pouch on her right side. Damian really looked like Bruce but he had piercing gray blue eyes that gave the feeling of a storm that was constantly brewing in them. He stood five feet nine inches tall and as he slipped on his dark sunglasses he slung his book bag over his right shoulder and shot Helena an irritated look. He dressed all in black from his shoes to jeans, t-shirt, and windbreaker. His hair was neat and trimmed on the sides with longer on top, always combed to the left.

Athena had bright blue eyes that danced with excitement as she exited the jet. She stood five feet three inches tall and wore white jeans with a red tee shirt underneath a yellow windbreaker. Her stark black hair was pulled into a ponytail and contrasted with her bright colored outfit.

Helena took her time exiting the plane because she really didn't want to draw attention herself.

Taking a deep breath she slowly got off the jet and followed Damien and Athena to the steps of the school. Alfred told her that they were to go to the office for new student orientation. Since it was also Damian's and Athena's first day they all headed to the office.

Opening the door she was greeted by the blonde secretary, Ms. Harrington behind her desk, "Ah, you must be the Wayne family. I've heard a lot of good things about you and we are happy that you can join us."

Helena was confused, how did she know who they are?

"I know you are asking yourself how I know this, simple I can read minds and I have an appointment calendar that told me you three were coming today. Now I'm sure you are pretty excited to get going but we're waiting for the Sky High representative to arrive. She will show you to the gym where power placement shall take place." Looking over their shoulders she smiled, "Ah here she is now."

Helena turned to see an auburn haired girl dressed in a green shirt and floral skirt walk through the office door. The girl had warm and caring brown eyes which made her seem like the mothering type and was the typical height for a teen her age. Opening the door she smiled at all of them. Helena couldn't stop from rolling her eyes at the girl's appearance, she seemed so-perky.

"Hello, I'm Layla Williams and I'm going to be escorting you around the school this afternoon." Extending her right hand out Layla made her way to each of them. "Athena I will be taking you to join the other freshmen so you can get familiar with them. There are a lot of new students so it shouldn't be too hard to make friends." Turning to Helen her hand was ignored. "Well, I'm here to help Helena and Damian with their orientation since they are coming to Sky High as upper classmen. So once we have completed power placement I'll leave you be." Layla gave a large smile and turned around, "Now, if all three of you would follow me we can head to the gym."

Letting out an irritated sigh and shaking her head Helena followed Layla to the gym, what was Power Placement anyway? Arriving in the large gym Helena's eyes shifted to a large platform that had a set of steps leading up to it. A bright light shown down on the platform where a woman with black hair, and blue eyes stood, Helena noticed she looked a lot like her step-mom. The woman introduced herself as Principal Powers and standing next to her was the cocky looking gym teacher Coach Boomer. Helena snickered at how the coach was dressed in his white shorts, sport windbreaker, Sky High ball cap, clipboard, and whistle. Principle Powers began with a long winded speech welcoming them to Sky High but Helena was too disinterested to pay attention to what she said.

Helena was jarred out of her thoughts when Principal Powers yelled, "Comets Away!" Instantly turning into the white orb of light she disappeared from the gym. The Gym teacher stepped into the center of the platform and looked down at his list before addressing the group. "My name is Coach Boomer, some of you may know me as Sonic Boom some of you may not. When I call your name you will come up here and show me your power. I will decide your placement in Sky High, but know my word is final. Do you understand?"

A few students mumbled, so the coach bellowed, "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" The power of his voice caused their hair to fly back and everyone yelled, "Yes, sir!" Helena ducked down for a moment covering her ears, this guy was irritating.

"Okay, let's start with our two new students who aren't freshman. Helena Kyle, no wait sorry. Helena Wayne," a smirk crossed Boomer's as he looked at her.

Helena's eyes went wide with anger for a moment then grumbled under her breath. He just had to use that old name in front of all the students. The jerk knew they changed her last name so it wouldn't draw attention to her, so much for that. Boomer wanted to see her power? She was going to show it to him! Running up to the platform she did a spring jump with a flip landing gracefully in front of him. Growling through clenched teeth her eyes narrowed, "You know my last name is Wayne, right? Remember that next time boom boom."

The coach raised an eyebrow, "What's your power?"

"What do you mean?" Helena answered smugly crossing her arms.

"What are you deaf? Is your power lack of hearing? With your parent you have to have some skills, what are they?" Boomer crossed his arms in response.

"I guess you could say I have advanced reflexes and-"before she could finish Boomer yelled.

"Car!" he announced and a car fell from the ceiling.

Helena jumped backwards into a flip and landed in a crouched position as the car came crashing down in front of her. "I didn't say I had super strength, you jerk!" He hit the button to have the car recede back to the ceiling with her still crouched on the platform. Sighing Helena stood up and adjusted her jacket. "What the hell was that supposed to prove?"

Boomer hit another button and without warning a spring loaded platform threw her toward the ceiling. Quickly grabbing hold of one of the steel beams she swung over top of it to gain momentum and let go. With a couple of tight rolls she landed lightly on her feet, "Good try, did I mention I used to free run the streets in Maxville? Oh I also have super intelligence as well, gonna drop a book on my head next? Maybe assault me with a tough math question?"

Marking on his clipboard Boomer mumbled as he flipped the pages.

"What was that? For a guy who prides himself on being so loud I didn't quite get that. So can you speak up?" Helena leaned in with her right hand cupping her right ear.

"Hero…" Boomer looked up from his clipboard then flipped the page. "Who's next? Damian Wayne!

Smirking Helena walked down the steps "Like I could be anything else." Raising her right hand up to Damian for a high five she instead got a shoulder to her arm as Damian climbed the steps.

Helena crossed her arms as he approached the stage and looked down at her and the other kids. Damian definitely hung out with Bruce too much.

"What's your power?" Boomer asked with the clipboard at his side.

"Speed, intellect, and accelerated healing" Damian smugly answered.

"Can you heal other's wounds?" Boomer gave a hint of curiosity as he marked his clipboard.

"No, but-"Boomer interjected.

"So let me get this straight, you are fast, smart and heal quickly but can't heal other? Sidekick!" Boomer happily announced.

Helena's arms dropped at what Boomer said and angrily approached the platform stairs, "Hey what's wrong with you? Don't you know hero material when you see it?" Pushing Damian aside and off the platform she got in Boomers face.

"What the hell are you doing?" Damian growled at her, anger swelled up as he followed her with his gray eyes.

"Shut up, I'm talking to boom boom. So, what's your answer? This guy has the fighting skills of a trained assassin, he can and has taken out 50 people on his own and you want to make him a sidekick?" Her eyes focused on Boomer.

"All as a side-kick, so you want him to prove he's a hero? Bird-boy, get back up here. You and your sister will spar, if you win you are a hero, if she wins you stay a side-kick." Boomer's voice waived slightly as he stepped away from her. Damian glared as he walked by Helena. "Show me what you can do."

Damian took a fighting stance as Helena raised her fists up. Quickly he came at her with tight, quick punches that were hard for her to deflect. She would dodge one and get hit by the next, land a good punch or two then the next thing she knew what happened she was on her back with Damian over top.

Coach Boomer's voice echoed in the gym, "Hero!"

Helena whispered into Damian's ear, "You can thank me later." Pushing him off she quickly got to her feet and walked down the steps.

"Not going to happen." Damian crossed his arms and turned his head away from her.

Shaking her head and turning, "like father like son".

Layla awaited them by the gym entrance, "Well that was interesting, it really was." She smiled as the two siblings stared at her, "Well, lunch is going to happen in about ten minutes, we can tour the rest of the school then come back here to eat. Hey! Want to eat with me and my friends? They are a good group and I think you two might like them." Smiling she folded her hands in anticipation.

"Pass. Let's get this over with so I can focus on my studies." Damian answered bluntly.

"I'd rather jump off of Sky High than eat lunch with him," Helena responded with a glare.

"Okay, well Helena will you please eat lunch with us?" Layla turned to her.

"Yeah, sure I can. How's the food around here?" following Layla out of the gym Damian lagged behind the girls as they continued the tour. Soon the bell rang and they followed Layla to the cafeteria to get food. Helena thought it was funny to get a "hero sandwich", a banana, and a bottle of apple juice. She followed Layla and Damian to an almost empty table at the far end of the lunch room. Sitting at the table was a long haired boy wearing a leather jacket and reading a text book. Sitting across from him Helena had a sense of recognition but couldn't put her finger on it.

"Helena, Damian, I'd like to you meet Warren. Don't mind his cold exterior his bark is worse than his bite." Layla smiled as Warren gave her an annoyed look.

Helena gasped, "Wait, Warren Peace?"

Warren looked up allowing his hair to partially obscure his face, "What's it to you?"

"Oh I know all about you. You're the son of Barron Battle," Trying to keep calm she became excited because he was her tie to Jae.

Warren's hands began to smoke as he growled, "No one talks about my father!"

"Whoa there hot pants, no need to catch your underwear on fire. You and I have a lot in common and his name is Jason," Helena tried to keep the conversation civil but didn't like his attitude.

"You're Helena huh? Well, if that's the case I believe he's our brother," he looked back down at the book apathetically.

"No, you don't get to say that! You've only known him for three months, I've practically raised him. You haven't earned the right to call him your brother," Helena's voice began to waiver while setting her sandwich down.

"Well, I'll be damned. You do have feelings for your family." Damian piped up from the other side of Layla.

Helena turned her head, "I've never pretended to like you and Athena, but sometimes we just have to deal with the circumstances we're dealt."

Damian crossed his arms, "That's crap, if you didn't like me even a little, then why'd you help me get hero status?"

"Because I know talent, even if it's wrapped up in a big ball of jerk-ness," Helena opened up her apple juice and took a drink.

"Wait what? I'm the jerk? Life was going on long just fine until you came home like a dirty stray cat my dad found. You prance around like you're the queen of the manor wailing about how life is so hard. When in reality you should thank dad every day for letting you live there and not some foster home where you belong." Damian blasted back at her. Helena got a sense that beneath the anger he was hurt, which made her look at him differently.

"What? Are you sure that you aren't insecure about me coming into the family as an older sister? That no matter what I came first? Or is the fact that up until four years ago you too were 'dropped off' at daddy's doorstep like me?" Helena crossed her arms, "It's not like you've been welcoming to me since I have been living there by the way." Taking another drink her tone changed, "Don't worry little brother, you are still his favorite so you have nothing to fear from me."

"There's no point in discussing this anymore because you don't get it," Damian grabbed his sandwich and took a bite as he stared at the wall.

"Wow, and I thought I was the moody one at the table." Warren took a bite of an apple as he stared at Helena and Damian.

Helena glared at Warren, "If I give you a letter for Jason would you give it to him? I haven't heard from him in three months and would like to catch up."

"Do I look like a mailman?" Warren gave her a scowl as he stopped reading and looked up.

"Cut the crap will you? Please I really miss him." Helena extended her hand with the note in it towards Warren. Their eyes locked before he took the note from her hand and stuffed in his jacket pocket. "Thank you, I appreciate it," Helena suddenly felt a cold breeze overwhelm her from behind, "Whoa, did it get cold in here all the sudden?" Turning around she saw a blond, blue eyed girl approaching the table.

Sitting down next to Warren, a fog emanated from her as she glared at Helena, "Who are you and why were you flirting with my boyfriend?"

"Wait, you got the wrong idea. I wasn't flirting with him." Helena pulled her hand back and stood up straight. Making eye contact with the frosty female something about this pairing brought out the worst in her, "If you must know I was giving him a letter for my-our brother Jason, who happens to be living with him."

"Oh so you're Helena? You are nothing like I imagined you to be. You really don't live up to the hype." Coldly staring at Helena she turned to Warren and whispered in his ear.

"Yeah, I guess so," he mumbled not looking up from his book.

Helena felt her blood boil, "Listen you bitch, I'm not gonna take crap from a walking ice-cube you got that?" Turning to Warren her anger grew, "And you let people like that around my little brother? I can only hope she doesn't become a bad influence on him."

Warren brushed the hair out of his face and he sat up straight and looked directly at Helena, "First don't call her a bitch or an ice-cube. You don't know her well enough to make that comment. As for Jason I wouldn't expose him to anyone or anything unhealthy or dangerous. "His hands began to smoke before he took a breath and calmed down. "Just so you know, his powers developed this summer and yeah he's a pyro like me. So he is fine, besides don't you think there was a reason to have him live with me?" Grabbing his book bag he stood up and left the table.

Helena looked over at Layla who silently sat at the table drinking her milk through a straw, "I'm going to go find Will. See you guys in class!" Grabbing her tray she left the three of them at the table

"Well you seem to making all sorts of friends Helena." Drinking his milk from a straw Damian leaned forward resting his head on his left hand.

"Yeah well, whatever," Helena crossed her arms. She couldn't avoid taking quick glances at the ice princess who noticed Damian for the first time.

Getting up she moved closer to him, "Hello there. My name is Melissa Freeze, who are you?"

The sipping sound of the last of the milk came from his container as he looked at her, "Damian Wayne, nice to meet you Melissa." Looking over the top of his sunglasses he wiggled his left eyebrow.

Melissa reached across the table and took Damian's hand, "It's so nice to meet you. So what grade are you in?" Batting her eyes flirtatiously at him and smiled.

"Does it matter?" Pushing the glasses up his attention was shifted to a tall boy with blond hair, a smaller boy with bright curly hair and glasses, and another African American boy in a sweater sporting black framed glasses.

Helena shook her head while taking a drink of milk and nearly choked as a boy in red, white, and blue jacket, white shirt, blue jeans, white sneaker, and medium length brown hair walked up to the table with Athena and her best friend Carrie in tow. They were chatting it up as they sat down at the table, almost oblivious to everyone else. Helena didn't take long to put two and two together to figure out he was Will Stronghold. Rolling her eyes as she stood up from the table all these new faces were making her feel out of place.

"Where are you going Helena?" Damian peeked over the dark glasses.

"I need some air. I'll see you at the jet after school." Taking the strap of her book back and slinging it cross body she grabbed the tray.

A few steps from the table she heard Melissa quip, "Goodbye dear, try not to take anything on your way out."

Helena stopped and put her tray on a nearby table before turning around, "What was that? You want me to kick your ass?"

Jumping quickly in her direction Helena had her fist ready to strike at the startled Melissa when Damian grabbed her by the waste and slung her over his left shoulder. "No you don't. C'mon we'll be late for class. Nice meeting everyone." Grabbing his book bag he carried Helena out the lunchroom with her kicking and swinging in Melissa's direction.

This is The Hubby and I have taken it upon myself to re-write the story since I took it over midway. I believe I have gotten to know the characters and will deliver a more believable performance. While the essence stays the same the mood and tension will be at a different level than before. As always reviews are nice so I can see where I am lacking and what you like.