That Monday, Riley and Jean accompanied Gabriel to school. The three of them opted not to take the bus that day; Riley flew while Jean and Gabriel teleported. Once on school grounds, Gabriel took a mental note of how high his new high school was.

"Phoenix, we're really high up here," he said, standing on the edge. We're really high up here. I wonder if this is why they call it Sky High.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Patricia asked, approaching them. Jean instinctively took Gabriel's hand in her own, just as a precaution.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you." Riley said cooly, "Gabriel, Jean, get inside." Jean nodded.

"Let's go." Gabriel studied Patricia's golden eyes and then looked to his god sister's foggy sapphire eyes.

"Wait, Jean," he whispered. Jean shook her head.

"No, let's get inside, now. Phoenix, you'll be okay?" Riley nodded. She watched Jean and Gabriel climb the front steps, her eyes moved from the left to the right. No one was left and shortly thereafter, the last bell began to ring.

"How about you and I settle the score?" Patricia asked.

"What score?"

"You took Warren away from me."

"Oh really? Well, who was the one who tried to kill him, eh? And don't think I'm a fool either. I know you're working with Marlboro." Just like that, Riley teleported herself into her first class for the morning.

"Class, this is Gabriel Rose, from England. Well, go on, introduce yourself."

"Ugh, I'm Gabriel, I used to live in London. I'm a telepath. I enjoy reading and traveling, Riley's my cousin." Riley nodded and smiled. Gabriel used the cousin excuse wherever he went, because that was what he really was. For all he cared, he was the only family his god sister had left.

"Take a seat wherever you find one," Gabriel found an empty desk behind Jean. "Okay class, today, I thought we'd go outside. You'll present your original poems there."

Outside, the weather couldn't be any more calm.

"Today is going to be a good day," Riley whispered to herself as she sat down on the grass. She had her journal with her-inside was the single poem she wrote. One by one, everyone presented.

"Ms. McCloud?" Riley stood up and opened her journal, as she did so, she took a deep breath and began to read:

"The life of one stills,

As you enter a place,

Only known to your parents,

And those before you.

The past brings unheard of pains.

When asked why I walk in the rain,

I say, "To hide the tears that roll down my face."

I have been known as the Angel of Death,

Yet it doesn;t bother me.

I am like the phoenix; I am reborn.

I shall spread my wings and fly away.

So far away where no one can hear me scream,

No one will have to know my name; my haven is in the clouds." She closed her journal and sat down. The rest of the day wasn't so bad, until Save the Citizen. Coach Boom had a thing for calling new students up; instinctively Gabriel was called out, and of course, he picked out his favorite 'cousin.'

"Peace, and...Barbossa." Patricia stood up with a huge smile planted on her face, Warren, for a lack of better words, walked down with a sly grin.

"All right, McCloud?"

"We're villains." Riley said. Gabriel nodded in agreement. In the locker room, it was a totally different story.

"I swear I hate her." Gabriel said.

"She's my ex-girlfriend."

"Oh shit. Was she the one that-?" Warren sighed as he and Gabriel walked out. Riley stood on the left, while Patricia stood on the right.

"Five minutes! Begin!" Patricia threw icicle after icicle as Riley ran, sparks flying out of her hands as she dodged each and everyone. Gabriel, on the other hand, was teleporting as he ran towards Warren.

"GO RILEY!" Jean cheered. Just as soon as her opponent was in arms reach, Patricia stabbed an icicle spear into Riley's left shoulder. Then another into her right. Riley's eyes hardened, but she felt her blood dripping and became lightheaded. Gabriel looked over his shoulder, Come on Phoenix. Soon thereafter, Riley pulled each icicle out, as she did so, they melted in her hands and let out a laugh. Her hands were wet, but sill charged. She then grabbed Patricia's wrist-all the electricity that was in her hands transferred over. Gabriel caught the dummy, within the next thirty seconds.

"Villains win!" Riley let go and then, everything went black. When she woke up, she found herself in a hospital room; everyone she knew was in there.

"What the hell happened? You all look like someone died."

"Phoenix?" Gabriel asked.

"Yeah?"

"You look like hell." Jean said, "Oh and by the way, Barbossa has second degree burns all over her body."

"She deserved them. Who brought the rose?"

"You know, Warren's stopping by after work."

"I'm ready to leave. Just get me out of here."

"Can you walk?"

"Yes, Gabriel."

"All right, I brought a shirt for you," Jean said, handing over a baseball jersey, "Let's sign her out and go home." Riley slept on the car ride back home. When they had arrived, it was around seven, and the sun was setting. Riley, being herself, went into her room and took off her baseball shirt. She studied the stitches on both her shoulders, and sighed, putting her shirt back on; then sat on her bed and cried.

"Phoenix, do you want to go to school today?" Jean asked, the following morning.

"No."

"Okay, me and Gabriel are going. Will you be okay?"

"Yeah."

"Call if you need anything."

"Jean?"

"Yeah?"

"Did Warren stop by last night?"

"Yes, but you were sleeping. So he stayed and hung out with us, oh, and if you're hungry. there's Chinese food in the fridge."

"I'll see you guys when you come home."

"Count on it, babe." Riley then closed her eyes again, and this time, she allowed sleep to drown her body.