"This is James Jenkins from Super News reporting to you, live, from Sky High high school for supers. Made by supers, for supers. Tonight, not only did we suffer a mass breakout of villains that we have yet to completely round up, but one of our most recent and disastrous of foes, Royal Pain, released an attack on the school during their valentine's dance and imprisoned the majority of the students in a cage like structure that annulled their powers. Some students, though now released, are still experiencing a weakness in their powers that is said to wear off in a few days.

"How did these students escape such a hopeless disaster? Why, none other than our beloved son of the Commander and Jetstream, Will Stronghold. Him, followed by a group of his companions, rescued the school from this hostage situation that almost cost the world the heroes of the future. Ah, here comes somebody now! This girl, Emily Perkins, was one of the prized students who aided Stronghold in the rescuing of the school. The group allegedly stormed the gymnasium, where the other students were being held captive, took down the group of recently acquired villains who were, until tonight, students of Sky High. The villains were all children of previous Brotherhood of Mutants members, a terrorist group from the old days, lead by none other than the revered Magneto himself. The Brotherhood members were cleared of all crimes against humanity, but their immunity to their crimes are now being protested by the citizens after hearing of what their children have done tonight.

"Two supers seem to be following her. Scarlet Witch and Pyro, these two were recently released from prison, but were already known to be jaded supers. Vigilantes, if you will. Though they were in the Brotherhood also, for a time, they quickly took up arms with the Xavier Institute, helping them from the shadows. Though the two are one of the more jaded couples in the Super world, they are far from hated. They appear to be walking with Perkins. Shall we ask for an interview? Ah, it seems as if I'm not the only one with that in mind."

The man followed after the trio quickly walking past them, with about a dozen reporters pursuing them

"Hey you! The antisocial looking one with the medal around your neck! May we have a word?"

"Scarlet Witch! Is it your standing with the Xavier Institute or your relations to the Brotherhood that lead you here today?"

"How are you two related with the blue haired girl?"

"Perkins! How is your relationship with Will Stronghold!?"

"How does it feel to be able to aid Stronghold in his second rescue of the school?"

"Are you particularly close to him?"

"Do you have a strong attraction to him?"

"No comment!" The Witch's hand raised and red light surrounded the reporters and pushed the majority of them against a row of lockers.

"Fuck off, obnoxious bitches." Perkins snarled, her fingers twitching as if she wanted to hurt them in some way.

A camera exploded in a red flash.

"A-and back to you, Jenny."

"I hate reporters." Magenta groaned, stabbing her school lunch quite viciously.

"I know, man. I mean, this one reporter was dogging me last night, and I was like, 'dude, back offa me before I open a can of pain onto your face! Yeah!'" Zach punched his fist and did some strange gangster facial expressions. It was a little embarrassing.

"Oh yeah, I saw that. You mean the interview where you gave a detailed reenactment of how you and Magenta took down one of the neo-brothers using your glow and her shoe?" Janice rolled her eyes while Zach huffed.

"I am getting a little tired of the constant onslaught of reporters." Ethan admitted, "Last year wasn't nearly as bad, was it?"

"It was an hour of dogging, at most, before they got an interview from Will and left us alone. Now it's like they're trying to find out our life stories." Layla sighed.

"Lucky you. I've been waiting for something like that to happen to me! How come you guys got to go along for the ride and not me?" Janice pouted. She needed a big break like that to jumpstart her acting career. "I'd be completely fine with saving the school if it meant being famous, you know."

"Wow, your priorities are a little whacked up." Quinn whistled before sighing, "Emily hasn't even shown up for school today. And she wouldn't talk to me over the weekend at all."

"Same here," Janice noted, "She was prolly cuddling up to the firebug, right? Am I right?" She teased, waggling her eyebrows.

Warren glared.

"Hah. No." Will announced for Warren, "She disappeared with those two supers right after the award ceremony. He hasn't heard from her since."

"Pyro and the Scarlet Witch? Do you think she can get me their autographs?" Ethan asked eagerly.

"Huh. I'm kinda worried about the little spaz now." Magenta commented idly.

"Yeah, we should go visit her after school. It must be pretty lonely there in her house with all those reporters crowding around." Layla said in a sympathetic fashion.

Everyone looked at Warren expectantly.

"Whatever."

And so they were off. After school, of course, since they were good little children who would never dream of cutting class. And only one of them could fly.

Layla rang the buzzer of the shabby apartment complex. It was really old fashioned. Apartment buzzers had never sounded so grated in her experience, except for in the movies. Now that she thought about it, the whole neighborhood that they were in seemed a little worse for wear. If she weren't a capable super, she'd feel a little wary walking around here, even with all of her friends.

"Emily? We're here to visit you. Hope we're not imposing or anything. The whole gang's here!" Layla said cheerfully into the speakerbox.

There was a pause before the speaker crackled on.

"Not int'rested. F'ckoff."

And silence.

Janice suddenly pushed Layla away roughly and pressed the talk button.

"Ems, are you drunk or tired?" She asked urgently, "Because if it's alcohol up there, I want in."

"Neither." She barked into the speakers, "Now get. Or I'll call the police."

"Come on. I bet you're going crazy holed up in there. Buzz us in or I'm getting Peace to melt the door."

"Try it. I've been working on my long-range powers."

"I'll have wonderbread rip the door of the hinges."

"I hate you all."

"You look.." Will started out as the door opened.

Emily glared at them.

"Not how I expected." He finished. He was thinking that she would be clad in pajamas or something, her hair in a big rat's next. The glare he expected. But instead she looked polished and put together, clad in a blue sundress and her hair brushed back into a ponytail.

"I'm just about to go out anyway. Don't make yourselves comfortable, I'm kicking you out in a minute anyway." She fixed her sunglasses and turned away from the group.

"That's a bit incredibly rude." Magenta commented, striding in the house anyway and sprawling herself out onto the sofa. Always a rebel.

She didn't respond but instead grabbed a big purse from her room and stared at them expectantly.

"Aren't you going to offer us some tea and biscuits?" Janice smiled teasingly, but her eyes were narrowed and calculating.

"Hell no. This is America. We're all rude as fuck, so I have no qualms in kicking you all out and going along my merry way."

And so she kicked all of them out but one vastly annoying tall schmexy hunk of a gorgeous thing who refused to budge no matter how much she pushed and pushed. Her righteous fury had managed to overpower the scrawny pale man who hung onto her like a leech, but this thing was like a rock.

"Get out before I kick you in the 'nads. It'll be painful and I'll laugh."

"I'm calling in a question."

"What?"

"One of the honest questions you promised me. In exchange for phone service."

"What? What are you—You bitch. I can't believe you're actually putting me up to that kind of shit."

"I am. Now answer me. Where have you been these past few days? And why are there suitcases lined up by the door?" A detail not noticed by the others.

"I don't see how either of those questions, and they are more than one question, concern you at all."

"Humor me."

"Hospital. Moving. Satisfied?"

"Hospital for who? Is that why you're moving?"

"You're wasting all your questions." She said slowly, her head tilted off to the side.

"Okay, no questions then. Just talk to me."

"Don't be a fucking Stronghold and get the fuck out already."

"I don't want to be a whiny sentimental dick, but the way you are right now I think I need to be."

"Oh really? And how am I?"

"Do you really need me to tell you how fucked up you seem? I wouldn't be surprised if you've been crying underneath those big sunglasses of yours.

"Fuck you, you stupid little-"

"Ems?" A stranger appeared in the doorway, Ethan's head underneath his hand, "These weirdos were all crowding around outside your door. Should I zap them like those reporters from the other day?"

She shouldered past Warren with a glare and opened the door all the way. The stranger let go of Ethan's head and the boy immediately scrambled away, hiding behind Will. Instead, the stranger looked around the apartment and glared at Warren. Because he, in fact, was not a stranger to Emily. And Warren did not like that at all.

"Nah, they're kids from my school. That Uncle Sam over there is the son of some big supers, too. Famous. Assault charges wouldn't be pretty."

"If he's famous he must be able to defend himself, right?"

"What, Mr. Summers didn't squash the thug outta you yet?" She snorted. Warren did not like her amusement with the stranger. It hinted at camraderie, as if him showing up at her doorstep wasn't enough.

"Hell no. You ready to go? I'll carry your bags."

"Who the fuck is he?" Warren inquired ever so politely.

"You sure I can't zap this one?" The guy growled menacingly. His spiked blond hair stood a little more on end then before, and electricity filled the air. Warren always gave as good as he got when it came to menacing auras, and smoke began to roll off of his arms.

"Down, boys." Emily rolled her eyes behind her shades, "Ray, meet Warren. Warren, meet Ray. Now everybody get out."

Warren frowned in a confused matter as the large group of people followed Emily downstairs, Ray heading the pack as if it were his place to be the closest to her. Warren quickly shuffled past him and the two shared a sneer.

And who the hell was he, anyway? Emily, despite being overwhelmingly talkative, reluctantly confessed to him that she had not had any friends whatsoever before coming to Sky High. So where the fuck did this guy come from? And he was a super, too.

Warren was going to get to the bottom of whatever happened after he had seen her last. Even if it caused him extreme mental discomfort.

author's note: Oh my, the plot continues on! Yeah, who knows when this edition in the saga of Emily is going to end.

The new characters that are soon to be introduced aren't OCs. They're OOCs from X-men. A blend of X-Men, since there are too many different versions of X-Men to have a set personality. Right now they're a mix of Evolution characters blended with some Ultimate and movieverse. So just sit back and enjoy the ride. I'll be sure not to have so many new characters that your heads start spinning.