Tyson's POV
One thing I love about this place is the game's room. It even has a pretty advanced Virtual Reality system that I was enjoying to the full.
"Robot's on the incoming!" Cody shouted. We were playing a cool Sonic themed game, and I was enjoying the thrill of it.
"On it," I called back, about to spin into the bots when the simulation shut off.
"What the heck happened?" Cody shouted as we walked out of the VR chamber.
"Power cut. The school's running on reserve power for some reason. Enough to power everything but the VR room and the nightclubs," Gale said, typing at a keyboard.
"Just great. Huh, the storm hasn't hit yet, so unless Jack did something that overloaded power, what happened?" Cody asked just as said elemental walked in. I'm guessing he heard, cause he slapped Cody upside the head.
"I did absolutely nothing. And I haven't the foggiest idea how we've lost power," Jack sighed, leaning against the wall. Before we could discuss anything, an announcement sounded over the intercom, telling us to get to our dorms.
"We'd better go," Amelia said, she and Sasha grabbing their air boards and leaving the room. Gale grabbed hers, Jack took his board, a dark yellow lightning bolt patterned one, off his back and I grabbed mine, watching as it folded into a backpack.
"Must be a big storm on the way if we're to go to our dorms," Cody muttered, hovering a few inches above the ground. When we got outside, the sky was filled with almost black clouds, thunder already booming close by. While Gale and Jack got on their boards, I ran close to them while Cody flew.
"Let's hope lightning doesn't decide to strike. If it does, Jack'll be a living lightning rod," I commented, skidding to a halt when some strange robot landed in front of us.
"That ain't a guard robot," Cody gasped as the robot fired a large claw at us. Cody flew up, I dashed to the left while Gale and Jack dodged right.
"Leave it to me!" I shouted, jumping as the robot fired its claw again. In the air, I dived straight at it, spinning in midair to hit it, feet first. I landed my foot to its head, causing it to spark violently as Cody fired his eye lasers at it, blowing the thing to pieces.
"Only reality can beat virtual reality," Cody whooped, dropping a few inches when more robots appeared.
"Well, you two'll get to play your game," Gale whispered, her board on her back and her hands glowing with golden fire and green tinted wind swirling around her feet. Jack was beside her, lightning cackling at his fingertips.
"Targets acquired. Response: Annihilate," the robot ordered, the gun on its arm firing. We all dodged the bullets, then moved erratically as other robots fired guns and claws. Gale was moving almost as quick as her namesake, using a barrage of magic spells that were at her disposal. Cody was performing aerial acrobatics while firing his lasers.
Jack was a blur, moving as fast as his element, grabbing the fired claws and lighting the bots with a few thousand volts. I was striking out with a flurry of kicks before launching a sweeping wave of telekinetic energy. After about two minutes, all that was left were robot carcasses and spare parts.
"Where did they come from?" Jack asked as we ran back to the dorms, making it inside before we encountered more clanckers.
"No clue. But if that's the best they've got, we've got nothing to worry about," Cody laughed, flying ahead of us.
"He's right. If it only takes the four of us to beat them that quickly, they don't stand a chance," I said as we arrived at our dorm rooms. As I opened the door, I became encased in dark purple energy, moving towards a certain girl with raven wings.
"Time to practice," Rachel said, pulling me towards the bedroom.
Ashley's POV
I yawned as I lay on my bed, bored as I played with a small flame in my hand. Shannon was equally as bored, since there was nothing worth interest on TV and Aiden was on the computer.
"Maybe we should find someone to talk to," Shannon sighed, sitting up. I noticed she had been playing with some water, moving it like a snake around the room.
"Who? Kate's with Christine and Adam and everyone's caught up in their own thing," I said, yawning yet again.
"I was thinking, maybe we could talk to Miranda. Apart from Lilith and the triplets, we're the only people she doesn't hate as much as everyone else," Shannon said with a shrug. Seeing her logic, I nodded, slowly sitting up before getting to my feet. I let Shannon lead the way towards the door at the end of the hall. One thing I was worried about was that fire and shadows wouldn't mix well.
"Hey, Miranda. It's Shannon and Ashley," Shannon called as she knocked. Before I could stop myself, I gulped. The door opened slightly and an almost white face with piercing violet eyes looked out.
"Yes?" Miranda asked, her voice sending shivers down my spine. She may be younger than me, but I've seen how strong she is.
"We were just wondering if we could talk. Maybe, get to know each other a little better," Shannon replied, sounding as calm as usual.
"Um...okay. Come in," Miranda stuttered, slight surprise evident in her tone. When she opened the door, I was kinda surprised at what her room looked like.
Granted, it was mostly black, but the bedside lamp cast a violet glow over everything, revealing the posters of...well, they were mostly dark and gothic, but not anything scary. If anything was scary, it was her bed, which I swear looked like a coffin.
"So, how have things been?" Shannon asked, sitting down in a dark violet beanbag. I did the same while Miranda sat on her bed.
"They've been okay, I guess. Just a little boring," Miranda replied, her fishnet gloved hands fiddling with her hair. I could tell she was feeling awkward cause, truth be told, I definitely was.
"I'm guessing you've met Amy's brother Tyson," Shannon said, a small smirk on her face. I watched as Miranda, despite the lack of light and the fact her face was mostly hidden by her hair, noticeably turned a shad of light red.
"Yeah. He seemed nice, if a little...unconfident. But then, I don't really know what it's like to not be able to control one of your powers," the goth said calmly, lying back on her bed.
"I wouldn't say he can't control them. He's just got something holding him back that Rachel and Michelle don't have," I spoke up, Miranda and Shannon both looking at me with curious gazes. "It's the same thing that stops Christine from standing still. Typical speedster impatience," I added, all three of us chuckling.
"True, but still, he seems pretty nice. He stood up for me, which isn't something many others can say," Miranda sighed, her violet eyes losing some of their usual glow.
"Did something happen today?" Shannon asked, ocean blue cresent moon symbols appearing on the back of her hands for the briefest second.
"Vincent's gang. They cornered me and, well, left me this," Miranda sighed, showing a purple bruise on her abdomen that contrasted with her pale skin. I quickly glanced at the back of my own hands, seeing the bright red sun symbols etching themselves onto my skin.
"They won't get away with this," Shannon hissed, hands glowing blue, at least until something caught Miranda's attention.
"When did Tyson dye his hair black?" she asked, making both of us whirl to the window. What we saw was Tyson with black hair hovering outside the window. Except his eyes were glowing unnaturally, and in a burning crimson.
"Surprised to see me?" "Tyson" asked, a cocky grin on his face. I was about to ask him what he was doing, when there was a knock on the door. My eyes widened when I heard Tyson's voice.
"Uh Ashley, Shannon, you coming to dinner?" he asked, much to my shock. The red eyed Tyson's eyes widened before he muttered "Gotta go," and flew away in a blur of dark blue.
"Yeah, coming. Miranda, would you like to join us?" Shannon asked, slightly unnerved.
"I already ate. You guys go on ahead," Miranda muttered, her eyes narrowed in confusion.
