Ok everyone here is the long awaited second chapter of my story sorry it took a while was figuring out a few things. Right now I would like to say a big thanks to Snapplelinz who beta this chapter so hopefully it's to everyone's grammer and spelling like. Anyway I have decided to make this a three-some story I have some idea's how to work it and all also powers are chosen for the three in this and they will stick to them. But always looking for idea's for others if you like. Anyway enough blabbering lets get on with the story but first I do not own iCarly there. Sorry for half the words been in bold I thought I got rid of all that before I uploaded it so forgot to check the document before I added to the chapter.
Chapter 2
Carly:
It was the next morning after the gas explosion and Carly was sleeping comfortably in her bed, pulling her covers as close to her body as she can to keep warm. Then she heard an annoying buzzing sound only to realize it was just her alarm clock going off. She let out a groan, hitting around wildly at the clock with her hand, trying to turn the alarm off. After several tries and knocking down a few things, she finally hit the 'off' button making the alarm shut off, sighing happily with a small grin as she tried to go back to sleep.
"CARLY, TIME TO GET UP!" Her brother Spencer yelled out from downstairs.
She let out a groan of frustration at not being able to continue sleeping, but knew if she didn't get up now, Spencer would come up and do something crazy to wake her up. She didn't know what he would do, but it was never good. Like one time when he woke her up by placing a trick can with fake snakes in it. He pulled it open with a piece of string he tied to it, which scared Carly half to death and made her angry at Spencer for half the day until she pulled her own prank on him with the help of Sam and Freddie of course. But since she didn't feel like dealing with all that today, she slowly threw her covers off and got up slowly from her bed.
She let out a sigh as she sat up but as she did, she saw or thought she saw a white wisp of smoke or fog. Thoroughly confused, she figured it was just her breath she saw, but it wasn't cold enough for that; at least in her room it wasn't. Carly pushed the thought away, just figuring that she was tired and seeing things. She got up, got a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom. A half hour later, she came out of the bathroom with fresh clothes on and her hair still wet from her shower. She went to sit at her vanity mirror, turning on the hair dryer, letting the warm hair blow her hair dry while she used a brush to keep it as straight as possible. She let out another breath while doing so, another white wisp of fog came out of her mouth, causing her to freeze as she knew it couldn't be her imagination this time. As she slowly put her brush down not sure what to think, she knew it wasn't that cold in her room, especially with the hair dryer on.
She won't deny the fact that she definitely saw a wisp of white fog come from her mouth, but she didn't know why or how it came out. She could just pass it off as seeing her breath, but it wasn't cold enough and she didn't smoke. And even if she did, she didn't have a cigarette in her mouth. She tried to see if she could breathe out more of that fog or smoke, but nothing happened.
"Am I just imagining things? I mean, I was in that weird gas yesterday and so worried about being poisoned or something by the gas. I'm starting to imagine things like this white fog, so I just need to get my mind off things." Carly said to herself as she turned her hair dryer off.
With that, she headed downstairs to get something to eat. As she came downstairs, she saw Spencer sitting on the couch watching something on TV.
"Wotcha watching, Spence?" Carly asked as she headed for the kitchen.
"The news." Spencer said in a distant tone, concentrating on the news.
"The news?You never watch the news except when they get a new hot weather girl." Carly said, smiling while giving her brother weird look as she made herself some cereal.
"No, they still have that old hag woman. But I am not watching it for that,it's about what happened yesterday. A truck crashed and blew up and released some kind of gas,which seems to have covered a chunk of Seattle." Spencer said, sad at first before he told Carly why he was watching the news.
"W...W...Wow really? I thought I heard something yesterday I was here, a nice safe house with Sam and Freddie." Carly stuttered out and lied, not sure why she didn't want to say she was in that gas with Freddie and Sam.
Maybe it's because she was scared, scared of what the gas had possibly done to her, thinking she would be taken to a hospital or some quarantine place to be poked and probed.
"Yeah, the police went over there sometime afterwards to find out what happened. But they don't even know what the gas is or what it can do. Although, it seems like at least a dozen or so people were taken to the hospital for some reason." Spencer explained.
"W...What for? What is wrong with them?" Carly asked, curious and scared as she pulled out some milk and juice.
"No one knows really - just stuff being said that they grew ill after being exposed to the gas. But those are just the ones they know about. I mean, I am sure there were plenty exposed to the gas before it spread out. But only a few have been hospitalized and we don't even know for what. This is all so hush hush - we don't even know what company the gas came from or to who it was being delivered to. With the truck completely destroyed, there is no way to find out, making the task of going through paper work almost impossible. The only person who can help is the truck driver and as far as we know, he is still in a coma." Spencer said in a more serious tone than usual.
"It all sounds quite mysterious. And what surprises me even more is that you said all this in a very grown up way." Carly said, a bit worried before she said that last part jokingly.
"Hey, I act plenty grown up." Spencer said,offended by what his sister said.
But Carly gave him a look with a hand on her hip while Spencer tried to act like he wasn't affected by the look.
"What did I do?" Spencer asked, starting to get nervous under her gaze.
"Well I do half the time…"
Carly continued staring.
"Sometimes?"
Her gaze still didn't waver.
"You're mean, you know." Spencer whined in defeat before looking back at the TV.
Carly just chuckled and shook her head at her strange older brother, glad he was around. He was one of the few people that helped get things off her mind when she needed it. After pouring herself a cup of juice to go with her breakfast, she put the jug of juice away and opened the freezer to get some ice for her drink. But as Carly grabbed the ice trays, she realised that they were completely empty, causing her to let out a sigh.
"Seriously? Is it that hard to make ice?You just put water in the tray and let them set in the freezer for a few hours. Any idiot can do that." Carly said in an annoyed tone, not noticing a strange cracking sound.
"Well then, you make it." Spencer said, his eyes glued once more to the news report.
"Ugh! I will, but I could have used ice right now for my drink." Carly said irritably.
While Carly was complaining, she heard a strange cracking sound. She looked down at her cup and was shocked to see ice covering the outside perimeter. The ice seemed to be coming from where her hand touched the handle and was spreading out slowly across the surface of the cup. What was more shocking was that Carly could feel the ice. And now that she was more aware of it, she realised that it was very cold. But the cold wasn't bothering her or even freezing her hand. She soon noticed that the coldness was spreading into the cup, watching as part of the juice started to freeze and harden.
"AAAH" Carly screamed from the shock of what happened to her glass.
She let go of her glass after screaming, letting the cup shatter when it hit the ground, juice spraying across the floor with bits of glass in it. Carly had her hands over her mouth when Spencer instantly jumped off the couch, forgetting the news as he went to see if his sister was ok.
"Carly, are you ok?" Spencer asked, avoiding stepping in the juice or on the glass.
"Y...Yeah, I'm fine. I just...I just saw a...butterfly." Carly got out, lying quite badly.
"A butterfly?" Spencer questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, you know those things can be scary at times. Some have special designs to scare predators off and well - I have to say it really works," Carly lied while trying to smile.
"I see. Well let me clean this up. You go get your stuff so you can get going to school." Spencer said, not sure about the lie, but wasn't going to push it.
"Yeah, alright." Carly said, just glad to have a reason to get out of the kitchen. She went back up to her bedroom to get her backpack and books, hoping that what ever was happening would stop and go away.
Freddie:
Just like Carly; Freddie was sleeping comfortably in his bed until his alarm clock went off, its annoying ringing irritating him. He tried to randomly hit the 'off' button, but wasn't having any luck getting close to the clock and at the moment he was too lazy to get up to switch it off.
'Damn it! Can't it just turn it self off?' He thought when suddenly the ringing stopped.
Curiously, Freddie opened one of his eyes to see that his had was resting on his bed side table only a few inches away from his clock, but nowhere near the 'off' button. He even looked to see if maybe the plug came out, but it was still in and the clock was working.
'How did the alarm go off? It doesn't turn off until I hit the 'off' button. Maybe it's just busted or something.' Freddie thought, shaking his head.
"Fredward,time to get up!" His mother called out from the kitchen, where Freddie could already smell her cooking.
With a groan, Freddie pushed the thought of the clock out of his mind as he got up and headed for his shower. After about fifteen minutes, he finally came out. As he went to his dresser to get some clothes, he started thinking about some stuff he needed to do before heading off to school.
'Alright, I need to give my computer a virus scan. Then I need to print out the essay for English and History class. Check out the views and comments on iCarly and get information off that one website for a friend.' He thought as he grabbed some clothes and started putting them on.
But what he didn't realize was that while he thought about those things, his computer which was nearby turned on and seemed to be going pretty fast as his password was automatically keyed in. The moment everything loaded up, his computer started the it's virus scan, seeming to move faster than it used to. The scan finishing after a minute before opening up his two essays; the iCarly web-page finished loading before keying in the password so that it could pull up how many views they had recently and comments from fans. While opening up the other web-page,the printer turned on as it printed out the two essays and information he need. Freddie was dressed halfway when the sounds of the printer finally caught his attention.
Turning around to see what was happening, he was shocked to see that his computer and printer were already switched on: the websites opened, his essays printed out as well as the information he needed for his friend.
'How...how did the computer turn on? It was off - I know it was off before I went to bed. But it's on now and it's pulled up everything I needed and already running.' Freddie thought in amazement as he got closer to his computer.
"Freddie, breakfast is ready!" His mother called out, breaking his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, be right there!" Freddie said, confused at first before he realized it was his mother.
He pushed the thoughts of the computer turning itself on from his mind for the moment and finished getting dressed, grabbing the print outs on his way out. As he headed out of his room,he stopped short and remembered that the computer was still on. Freddie turned around to turn it off, only to find it and the printer already off.
"Ok, I am starting to freak out a bit." He said quietly to himself.
He was still a bit weirded out so far by his clock just turning off, but he could just count that as the clock possibly being broken. But his computer and printer turning on and pulling up the stuff he needed and then turning off again? He couldn't explain that away. He sat down at the kitchen table still deep in thought as his mother placed his breakfast in front of him. He hardly seemed to notice.
"Fredward, are you ok, dear?" His mother asked, breaking him away from his thoughts.
"Oh, I'm fine, mom. Just a bit spacey, that's all." Freddie answered with a smile.
"Are you sure? Maybe I should take your temperature and keep you home today - you don't need to go to school." His mother said, feeling his forehead to see if it was warm.
"Mom, I'm fine. Calm down, I'm just spacing out, that's all." Freddie said in an annoyed tone, pushing her hand off his head.
"Sorry, I am just a bit worried. Yesterday, a tanker exploded and released some kind of gas. Several people who were exposed to the gas were sent to the hospital." His mother said, going to clean her dishes.
"Oh, what for? What happened after they were exposed to the gas?" Freddie asked curiously.
Like Carly, Freddie didn't feel like telling his mother that he, Sam, and Carly were there when the tanker blew and inhaled a lot of strange gas. If his mother knew, she would probably freak out and rush him to the hospital and have every test known to man done to him. Plus, he didn't know what the gas was or what it could do to him or the others. For all he knew, the moment he went to the hospital, he could be there forever. He'd rather find out what was going on if his mother was there at the hospital when a few people came in after the gas explosion; maybe he could find out what the gas is and what was happening to the other people before saying anything about himself.
"To be honest, I really don't know. Everyone was rushing all over the place; most of the doctors were helping the patients while most of the nurses were getting them stuff. I was helping out too, so I didn't see much. Although, I did see one of the patients for a few seconds; this might sound crazy, but their skin was green in color. Probably some reaction to the chemicals from the gas or maybe the person had their skin painted." His mother said at the end while shrugging her shoulders.
"I see. Seems like you had a busy night," Freddie said as he went over what she had said.
"Yes I did. I am just glad you and the others were here." His mother said.
"Yeah, me too," Freddie lied as he looked down at his papers, avoiding his mother's eyes as he started to eat breakfast.
"Fredward! How many times have I have told you not to read at the table?" His mother scolded.
"Sorry, mom. I just wanted to look over this stuff for a friend. His computer crashed and won't be fixed until next week. He needed information on a blaster from Galaxy Wars so he can make one himself for the next Galaxy War convention." Freddie explained, not taking his eyes off the paper.
It showed a picture of the ray blaster in the 'Galaxy Wars' movies while another paper showed the inside structure of the blaster, such as where the parts went and how it supposedly worked to blast out energy. Technically, it didn't work; it was just for the fans' sake that were curious about how the supposed space weapon worked. But as Freddie looked at it, something was going on in his mind.
'Hmmm...with a few changes, maybe a strong power source going through a focus lens made out of crystal would be better, thereby allowing the power to fire out like an energy beam. Did I...did I really just think that? I mean, I can even figure out how to make a power source just like it.' Freddie thought to himself, surprising himself with his own ingenuity.
"Freddie, dear, you should get your stuff and get ready to go. You don't want to be late for school. I can take you and Carly if you want," His mother said breaking him of his thoughts once more
"What? Oh yeah, right. I will get my stuff and see if Carly would like a ride." Freddie said, breaking away from his thoughts while he went to his room and got his stuff.
Once he got everything he needed, he went over to Carly's next door and walked inside, a habit he had picked up from Sam. As he entered, he saw Spencer cleaning the floor with a rag.
"Hey, Spencer. What's up? Did you bite into another jalapeño again and chug down a galleon of water to get the burning sensation out of your mouth?" Freddie asked while smirking.
"No. Carly got scared by a butterfly and dropped a glass of orange juice." Spencer explained, having grown used to Freddie and Sam just walking in without knocking.
"A butterfly?" Freddie questioned, having trouble believing that a butterfly could scare Carly
"Yep. So what brings you here so early?" Spencer asked, nodding as he got up and asked Freddie that question.
"Well, I wanted to see if Carly wanted to get a ride to school with me and my mother." Freddie told him.
"Oh, ok. Well, she is in her room if you want to go up..." Spencer began to say, but Freddie was already next to the stairs.
"HEY, CARLY! GET DOWN HERE!" Freddie yelled out.
"Or you should just yell really loudly for her," Spencer finished while throwing the rag into the kitchen sink, shaking his head.
"Oh hey, Freddie. What's up?" Carly said as she came down the stairs, smiling at her best male friend afterwards.
"I just came to see if you wanted to catch a ride to school with me and my mom." Freddie explained as Carly stood next to him.
"Sure, sounds great. Well, I will see you later, Spencer." Carly said, smiling as she waved at her brother while her and Freddie headed out of the apartment.
"Have a good day at school and beware of butterflies." Spencer said as they shut the door behind them.
"Yeah, I heard about your scare over a butterfly today." Freddie said, smirking as they stood in the hallway.
"Oh yeah. Well it had a scary design on its wings." Carly lied with a small smile, trying to be believable, though it wasn't working too great.
"Huh. You really want to go with that?" Freddie asked her with an 'I don't believe you' look on his face.
"Yeah, I do." Carly answered with a smile.
"Ok, your choice. So, Carly, has anything strange happened to you this morning?" Freddie asked with a smirk after a long silence between them, trying to gauge her reaction.
"Uh…nope. Nothing strange that I can think of happened to me today." Carly lied, a little caught off guard by his question.
'Great, Carly. Now you're lying to Freddie. He's one of your best friends - why can't you tell him the truth? Maybe 'cause I don't know what the truth is or what is going on with me. But maybe I am not alone. I mean, maybe Freddie noticed something is going on as well.' Carly thought, not liking the idea of lying to her friend.
"Why do you ask?" Carly asked.
"Oh no reason, just wounding. I know you were freaked out about inhaling that gas yesterday. I just wanted to see if you're ok." Freddie lied, but a bit better than Carly.
'Great, Freddie. Now you're being a lying jerk to one of your good friends. I should just tell her about what happened this morning with my computer. Then again, I don't know what happened. It could have just been some freak accident. I just need to see how the day goes, see if anything else freaky happens. If it does, then I will tell Carly.' He thought logically to himself.
"Thanks, Freddie, but I am fine. Like you said, I was worrying over nothing." Carly said while smiling.
'I hope I am worrying over nothing. Maybe that stuff with the cup was also part of my imagination.'
"You're one of my best friends, Carly. I will always look out for you," Freddie said while smiling
'Best friend? Huh, guess he is starting to get over that crush on me.' Carly thought with a smile, though a small part of her felt a bit hurt to think that his crush on her was over.
"Ok, you two, let's go. I don't want to be late." Freddie's mother said as she came out of the house with her car keys in hand.
Sam:
Like her two friends, Sam was sleeping nicely in her bed. But unlike her two friends, she was lying more sporadically with her right arm and left leg sticking out of the covers, her body diagonal in relation to her bed so that her head wasn't fully on her pillow. She muttered in her sleep about different types of meat she loved, but her dream of meat was interrupted when her alarm clock went off.
"Ah stupid clock, shut up." Sam grumbled while slamming her hand on her clock to stop the noise.
Even though that helped to shut the alarm off, she heard a crushing noise as well as felt something become more flat under her hand. Sam groggily opened an eye to see her alarm clock, which had been turned into a pile of broken pieces.
"Stupid piece of junk clock," Sam mumbled.
Slowly but surely, the blond-haired tomboy got herself up and slowly crept to her bathroom to clean up, taking a change of clothes with her. Thirty minutes later, Sam walked out in her school clothes slightly more awake, but still quite sleepy as she walked into the kitchen. Going to the fridge, she pulled on the handle while her eyes were focused on the TV she turned on in the kitchen. Sam stopped short and ending up stumbling back a bit. The door handle was missing from the fridge and now resting in the palm of her hand.
"Damn junk fridge," Sam muttered in annoyance, not thinking anything was strange.
She pried the door open and grabbed some left over ham and fried chicken, warmed it up and ate it. Once she was done, she looked to see if her mom was up. Sam didn't feel like trying to wake her up and getting her to drive her to school, so she decided it would be easier to just take a walk.
Once she had her stuff, she was out the door. She took a short cut she knew of that would get her to school faster, though the half way marker covered a part she hated. There was a tall grey brick wall at least a foot taller than her dead ahead.
"Ugh, why must brick walls be so tall?" Sam groaned, her shoulders slumped.
She stepped back and ran at the wall, jumping and grabbing the top with her hands, starting to pull herself up. She didn't notice anything strange, though she felt something happening beneath her. Her hands were feeling tingly and spreading down to her arms. She also heard a cracking sound from the wall, but didn't care as long as the wall didn't give in. As she pulled herself over, the tingling in her arms increased and she found that she was now waist level with the wall.
"Wow, I guess that extra meat I've been eating is really working." She said with a smirk.
She looked down as she got one leg over the top. When she did, she paused and looked down at her hands, seeing light reflecting off of them. Now most people would think this is from their watch or something; but Sam was literally seeing light reflecting off the surface of her hands. She even noticed that the color of her hands were almost silver. But before she could think more on it, the part of the wall under her hands broke and she fell down. She managed to turn in the air as she fell, shutting her eyes and bracing herself for impact. As she fell, she felt the tingling sensation once more before her back hit the ground.
But the fall didn't hurt her like she thought it would. When she hit the ground, it felt as though there were a few pillows strapped to her back like a type of armor to cushion the blow. After a few moments,Sam decided to sit up, groaning a bit while she did this. She looked at her hands to see if they were off color, but they looked normal enough.
"Maybe I just imagined that they looked silver. It was probably just the light reflecting off my watch, which made my hand look weird." Sam said to herself in a convincing tone, which was partly working.
It was only when she got up that she noticed the ground where she had fallen was all cracked and slightly dented as if something large and heavy fell down instead of a petite blond haired girl. Not wanting to think about it, she ran the rest of the way to school, reaching the school in five minutes, not even feeling too tired from the run. She went inside and went straight to her locker finding both Carly and Freddie there already.
"Hey, Sam," Both her friends said, waving with small smiles on their faces.
"Hey, Carly. Hey, Freddork," Sam said, waving at them as she went to her locker. Freddie shook his head, used to the names she called him by now.
"Hey, Sam, has anything strange happened to you this morning?" Freddie asked.
Like with Carly, he watched Sam carefully to gauge her reaction. Carly was also looking at Sam and keeping her ears focused on her two friends, wanting to see or hear if anything had happened with her other friend. As well as gauge her reaction to see if she would lie or could tell if she was lying, Sam was caught a bit off guard by Freddie's question. Sam paused, not sure what to say for a moment, but quickly recovered though her two friends already noticed the pause.
"Nope, nothing strange. Just the usual, nub. Why so curious, huh? Worried about little old me?" She asked, trying to act normal as she opened her locker.
"Maybe. I just wanted to see how you were. You know Carly was worried about herself, so I figured that making sure that both of us where ok would maybe make her feel better." Freddie lied with a smile. Both girls knew he was lying, especially Sam because she was an expert liar and could see through his feeble attempt, while Carly knew he wasn't doing it for her sake.
"Oh I see. Well, I'm fine, so nothing to worry about." Sam said smiling, going along with the lie.
"That's good to know, makes me feel better." Carly said while smiling, going along with the lie too.
The friends just stood around, not sure what else to say or do at this point. They all felt a bit awkward around the other two because they where lying to each other. But even with the promise they made a long time ago not to lie any more, neither of them knew what was going on with each other. Soon the school bell rang for their first class to begin. None of them said anything as they all walked together, since they all had the same class. All three hoped to understand what was going on with them, wondering if more things would happen to them during the day.
Well hope you all like I will try to have the third chapter out as soon as possible, now there is one idea am wondering for Carly's power if I should have it, that she can turn into organic ice form or not let me know ok. Well tell me what you think and all now am looking for suggestions for powers for others some more villains then any ok. Well until next time later.