Disclaimer: Don't own Victorious.

Author's note: So yes, we have the new guy. This story is going slower than anticipated but I intend to more than make-up for that later on. I'm trying to get characterization out of the way first. Luckily it will be. Also, I want to assure everyone that Beck is not a bad guy in this story. But he needs to take responsibility in the issues in his relationship with Jade because a relationship takes two people. And while Jade had her share of issues in it, Beck is more responsible for not stepping up and doing anything to fix it, making it look like Jade is to blame. Ladies, how would you feel if your boyfriend let other girls flirt with him but never stopped them, and then not only brushed you off but treated you liked you were a misbehaving child and not supporting you? Also, while this is very late, Tori Fixes Beck and Jade was a very pointless and unconvincing episode for putting bade back together. If anyone remembers Opposite Date, Beck said he'd always love Jade as a friend but as a girlfriend he couldn't stand it. Jade has her rough spots yes, but he was with her for three years not to mention he's been the cause of her concerns in the relationship and he didn't do a thing to fix them. Ladies do you really believe you could be with someone who makes your relationship so one-sided? Enough ranting, on with the story.

Mar. 5th, 2012

Crystarium

Downtown Los Angeles

Noah POV

Power. The word itself had many definitions. Being able to act or produce an effort. Possession of control, authority, or influence. Or in my case, a source or means of supplying energy. The second definition talks about political power that is used maliciously for one's own gain instead of to help others. Everyone keeps wondering why the economy is slow to recover or why the everything people have problems aren't being fixed. It's because those in positions of power are making it so. But what would happen if it were taken away? What happens when someone with real power takes theirs away? After all, Jade and I, as well as her friends, are capable of doing so. The reason we don't is because we weren't chosen for such a thing. Besides, how can the world accept eight super-powered teenagers when it can barely accept the possibility of a greater force, known as the Almighty, watching over them? Hell, the world has used him as an excuse to wage war time and again, now look where we are. When this is over, maybe Jade and I could have a talk about what to do next.

As for the matter at hand, I'm sitting in this beautiful place watching Beck and Jade spar. I have to say, Jade is quite the girl and her power is something marvelous. Strangely, it's reminiscent of mine and Trina's. I wonder if the archangels had anything to do with this? At any rate, I watch as Jade powers her entire body with energy. I could almost swear I've seen this in a few anime shows before. Beck himself shows some creativity with his own power. He's created ice spears, daggers, and even swords while Jade shows off her own. She even goes so far as to create a bird-shape made out of pure energy and send it flying. An attack like that could fry any opponent if they're not careful. However, the match comes to a head as Beck uses too much power shielding himself from Jade's attack. All it takes is one energy beam and he's down. Jade lands in front of him tries to offer a hand but he just shrugs it off and storms away. What the hell is his problem anyway?

We go back to the elevator and cram inside to go back to the material world. Man, that's still weird. As we move, I flash Jade a quick smile and and she responds in kind with a smile of her own. It's a very beautiful smile. Every bit as beautiful as Jade herself. And I'm getting distracted. As we walk back to the room, I notice that Beck seems strangely irritable. I've known him for a week but I can already tell when he gets like that. Part of it comes from the telepathy. That's how I could tell that Bryce Pearson was in my house. That was something I could never truly forget.

Four Years Ago...

I was thirteen and returning home from middle school. My life was as normal as normal gets and I thought nothing could go wrong. When I reached the front door, I heard an barely audible whisper. It sounded angry and maniacal. It kept saying 'I killed them', 'I killed them'. I tried to open the front door as fast as I could. When I did, I ran into the kitchen and found my mother and father lying down, with blood on the floor. THen there was the man looking down at their bodies: Bryce Pearson. Before I could do anything, he shoved past me and was out of the house. I called the police and there was a lot of stuff to deal with, like where I would go.

It was a few weeks later when my power manifested for the first time. The first family I lived with were a lot like my parents, at first. They were kind and caring. They lived by a lake in a wooded area. When I was sitting outside alone, I felt a strange, and dark, presence approach. It was a man with long white hair and blood-red eyes.

"So I finally found you," he said flashing teeth that looked razor sharp.

He launched himself at me and we fought, rolling around on the ground. I managed to get him off of me, when I noticed my foster parents run outside seeing the confrontation. The man looked at them and flashed me an evil smile before he launched himself at them, showing feathered wings, even blacker than a raven's if that were possible. THe next second, I snapped. I suddenly found myself in front of him and landed a blow that launched him clear across the property. He flew up to the sky and looked down on us.

"Don't think this is over boy! We will find you! And we will end you!" he said before flying off.

When I finally got a look at myself, there were blue arcs of electricity flowing around my body. I looked to my foster parents and they were terrified, not of the winged man but of me. For an entire year, I lived with my power under wraps and my foster family trying to pretend that it wasn't anything. But then my powers manifested from my anger. TIme and again, someone would push me, and while the electricity didn't always manifest, the degree of physical strength and the manipulation of electricity, to s point of generating it myself, became to much. By the end of the first year, my foster parents had the talk with me, and I was back by myself. Then came the next family, with the same amount of time and with the same results. And then two years later, I met the Wilsons. The nicest people I could have ever met. When that same man attacked me like he did three years before, the Wilsons saw everything. But they still accepted me. Still loved me like their own. But I knew eventually, it would likely fall apart. So I had myself emancipated, and amazingly, they understood and they even helped me graduate early so that I could do something about that guy. I've been on my own ever since.

Present day

It's been four years and I finally met other people like me; Jade and her friends. It's funny when I think about the memories I saw from them. You'd think all of them were just common stereotypes from a television show. But instead, there are real people with real life decisions and choices. Some not so great and others better than most. But what I know for sure is that maybe everyone here can make a difference when given the chance. My reverie is interrupted as we arrive back at the bedroom and we all just go about about our business. I notice Jade and Tori talking about the training session. Beck isn't too far away. The looks at Tori makes it painfully obvious that he's clearly interested in her. I remember seeing his memories and Jade wasn't as prevalent as he was in hers.

"So how exactly did you make your energy into the shape of a bird? I mean all I can do is a big blast," Tori says, practically geeking out over the whole thing.

"Well, it takes a lot of practice-" Jade begins till Beck cuts her off.

"It's really no big deal. I could've formed an ice dragon if I wanted to," the pretty-boy says as if he did anything so impressive.

"Sure, because making a giant animal shape made with raw power is so easy. Maybe I could use it on you and see how you like it, seeing as I've had my powers for four years. You wanna take that chance Elvis?" I spit at the Jade's ex. He clearly doesn't like being called out for undermining Jade. Who did this guy think he was anyway?

"And you're so big and bad that you can do anything? Who do you think you are anyway?" he returns.

"I'm the guy that can help keep you alive, if you're not too bullheaded to think you don't need the help," I respond.

"Who needs your help anyway? Nobody wants you here," he says trying to make me feel bad. But he doesn't know how wrong he is.

"Leave him alone Beck. He's here working with us and there are people who do want him here," Tori says, trying to defuse the situation.

"Oh yeah. Jade does. She's got a big yen for the guy, like he does for her. Sure didn't take long for her to look elsewhere for attention," Beck says. Now, I officially want to whoop his ass. Whatever his beef is, it's with the wrong guy. Before I can say anything, Jade cuts in.

"HOW DARE YOU! You think I'm some whore who goes looking anyone just so I won't be alone. Newsflash Beck! I was more alone in our relationship than I have ever felt in my entire life!" Jade screams. I can practically feel her ready to explode at any second.

"Why don't you just chill Jade. This isn't even about you," Beck says in a condescending manner. Jade's mouth hangs open, shocked that he would even make the statement when he dropped her name into the conversation.

"How can you say that Beck?!" Tori asks in disbelief.

"Because she's always trying to get her way. Three years and I had to put up with her being so damn mean and having to make the relationship all about her. I couldn't even talk to another girl without an earful of her jealousy. I never cheated on her but it just wasn't good enough," Beck tries to explain.

"Then you didn't know a damn thing about her or you just didn't care. Because if she was really as mean as you claim, why isn't she like any bully that most people have to deal with? Has she ever just mistreated you without reason? I've known people like that in my life and Jade has been nothing like that. You're so damn stuck on your own ego, that you practically refuse to see anything else. Why can't you own up to anything you did in the relationship?" I ask him. It's always amazing seeing a reaction to certain questions I pose to people. With my telepathy, there's an interesting reaction to someone who is lying. There's a strange sort of vibration around their heads and then I know for sure. Only the minds of the insane or psychotic, even the fallen would be tricky. But seeing Beck react now, the vibration is very prominent as he's not used to being pushed like this. Everyone's so used to treating him like the handsome prince.

"I-I shouldn't have to answer to any of you," Beck stammers out.

"Not even to me? Someone you consider a best friend?" Tori cuts in, as everyone else comes in, hearing the noise.

"Tori it's not...You are my friend. But..." Beck hesitates. Whatever it is about Tori, she clearly has some affect on him that he seems to feel the need to open up. But with us around, it seems more difficult. Funny. He seems like the cool-guy stereotype. But there's a bit of an ego that he refuses to admit to.

"But what Beck?!" Tori raises her voice.

"You want the truth. Fine. Being with Jade, I never felt like I was in control of anything. That's why I was drawn to you Tori. You were being yourself when we first met, and I felt like I could be myself too. I like you. As more than a friend," Beck explains. Everyone is shocked, except Tori, Jade and of course myself. Everyone looks to Jade thinking she's going to go crazy but she doesn't.

"If you're mad Jade, I get it. But we broke up," Beck continues. Jade still looks at him calmly.

"You think I care if you like her that way? The reason she was ever relevant to begin with was because you had your eyes set on her, even while you were dating me. You say you never cheated. But you as well have flirted back, which is just as bad when you're with someone. Especially someone who never hurt you. Yes I didn't always make the best decisions but I can admit that. And I did try talking to you about our problems. But you just turned tables to make me the bad guy. And for all the good it'll do admitting your feelings, Tori doesn't want you. Her heart belongs to someone else," Jade says, walking out of the living quarters. Beck looks to Tori.

"Listen...I-" Tori cuts him off.

"Beck. Forget it. It's not going to happen between us. Jade was right. I don't feel the same way you do for me. And I never will," Tori says as she walks off to her room, with André in tow. The rest of the group simply go about to their own devices. Only Beck and I remain. He looks coldly at me as if it means anything to me. I've worse stares given to me before and Beck is absolutely nonexistent on my list of problems.

"This is-" I cut him off.

"You finish that sentence, you'll find yourself with a loss of motor control," I say coldly. I don't tolerate anyone who think's they're better than someone else.

I leave the room, deciding to head to the crystarium to blow off steam. I walk into the elevator, punch in the code, and am transported to the celestial pocket dimension. What surprises me is Jade sitting on one of the platforms crying her eyes out. I levitate over to her and she takes notice of my presence.

"Hey," she says looking to me.

"Hi. Are you alright?" I ask in return.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. I've never been able to really get out with issues with him until now. Even when I did point out the issues I had with him, he turned t around to me being jealous, because of my insecurities," Jade begins to tell me.

"But jealousy and insecurities are two different things. Insecurities are things about you yourself can't deal with. Jealousy is wanting something you feel you can't or don't have but you likely already do. You had Beck. But he pulled away from you and kept you at a certain distance until he thought you were going too far. Kind of like that lazy parent who doesn't say anything until the child does or says something they don't approve of. You're better off without him," I state plainly. Jade looks at me and smiles before standing up.

"Thanks. You're pretty cool," she says, still smiling.

"I do my best," I respond trying to laugh it off.

"So what do we do?" I ask her.

"How bout a sparring session? I'd like to work on my skills a bit more," Jade responds, smirking at me.

"Sounds good," I say as we charge energy throughout our bodies.

Mar. 7th, 2012

Los Angeles

We walk the streets of the city as a group hoping to find others who need help. Since I helped Jade and Trina take down Pearson, it's like we've been waiting for the other shoe to drop. Everything seems strangely quieter than usual. The streets have been empty since those storms but it was too quiet for there to be no one.

"Everyone be on guard. Something's wrong," I warn the group. Then I feel it. A strong presence starts encircling us. It feels familiar. Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke forms and lands in front of us. It takes shape and reveals it to be the same man who fought me a year ago.

"Well well. Young Noah. AND Jadelyn! So you two finally found each other. How quaint. Figures my brothers and sister would see that you two were together. Oh well. It doesn't matter anyway," the man says.

"You're Alastor, right?" Jade yells next to me.

"So they told you about me. Hmph. I have to say when my boss found out about what you all were capable of, he just had to jump at the chance. I mean, he wants to take this planet as much as the big man downstairs, so why not?" Alastor replies.

"Lucifer can shove his plans up his ass," I respond defiantly.

"My boss and I could care less about Lucifer. Besides, he's too busy sitting on his thumbs to actually make his move on this world," Alastor replies.

"Are you saying Lucifer's not the guy to worry about?" Tori asks despite her silence.

"Well, not now. But my boss can be just as petty. And now that we've got you here, it's time you found out what you're up against," Alastor sneers as six fallen angels formed from the same black smoke. I shit into a fighting stance with the others following my lead. Alastor takes one last look at us.

"Take them."