Hey everyone, I hope your lives have been good so far. I hope you all are ready for a very electrifying chapter. Anyway, enjoy.

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Chapter 2: Secret's out

It had been 4 months since Michael had started training with Ostin. Michael had to honestly say that he was a great trainer. Ostin had lost easily lost 50 pounds and had gained half of that back in muscle. He had also learned a fighting style that complimented his physique. It mostly dealt with using his intellect to analyze his opponents fighting style before using their weaknesses against them.

Michael had only continued to grow in power. After a while of training, they discovered that bananas help Michael's electricity when he was in charge of bringing snacks and brought a bunch of bananas. They noticed that Michael took a considerably shorter amount of time and was able to use his electricity for longer than last time. Ostin theorized that the potassium in the banana was the main cause.

"So, what do you have planned for today?" Ostin asked his best friend.

"Well, I was planning to train a little before homework and then just studying before dinner. Why?" Michael responded.

"Well, I overheard that Jack and his goons are going to try and get revenge on you for ratting him out to Dallstrom." Ostin said excitedly. Ever since Michael had started training him, no one was able to mess with him anymore.

"Let them try, they shouldn't have tried to fuck with a defenseless kid. Anyway, what are you wanting to do today after the beat down?" Michael asked nonchalantly.

"Just wanted to see if you wanted to see if you can make anything else out of your electricity." Ostin suggested excitedly.

What he was talking about was Michael's ability to create things out of his electricity, such as balls of lightning. So far he could create a ball, a sword, which was really just electricity that surrounded his hand that could be used as a blade, a lightning blade if you will, lightning knuckles to be used when fist fighting, and a dome of electricity around him for defense. He could also channel electricity through his limbs to make him faster.

"Sure, I will knock on your door when I'm ready." Michael said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Ok, have fun." Ostin said with a smile on his face as he walked away.

-3 hours later-

It was the end of the day and Michael was walking to his favorite exit (because it was the closest to his house) but as soon as he walked through the door, he was tackled to the ground by one of Jack's friends named Mitchell. They struggled for a bit before Michael was able to roll out from under Mitchell before kicking him in the stomach, incapacitating him for now so he was able to take in his surroundings.

There stood Jack as well as his other goon, named Wade, over by the exiting pathway from the school. They stood there as a way to block Michael's escape route, (like Michael would try and escape XD).

"Ooohh, look who's here. Why, if it isn't the little tattle tale. There's no escaping Michael, there's no adult for you to go cry to. All you had to do is to keep your mouth shut and we would've left you alone, but now? Now you're gonna get it." Jack said while cracking his knuckles. Was that supposed to be intimidating?

"Yeah, yeah, are we going to do this or what?" Michael said as he put his hands into his jacket pockets in a very bored manner.

"Oh, looks like the shrimp's bored. How about we liven up your mood? And do you really think you can take on all three of us?" Jack said as he motioned his goons to encircle Michael.

"Oh, I can take you three. The question is, can you three take me?" Michael asked with a smirk. No, before you ask, he wasn't cocky. But when people like these three try and pick on him, as well as other kids younger than them, just makes him want to play with them a little.

"Shut it, loser! Get him!" Jack yelled before the three of them charged at their "prey." Mitch, having been faster than the other two, got to him first and was aiming to tackle Michael's legs out from under him.

Michael, having seen him coming from a mile away, jumped as soon as Mitch leaned forward to initiate the tackle. Michael then came down on top of Mitch's back, his hands never leaving his pockets.

The next to come was Jack who tried to launch a punch at Michael's face as he came down. Michael, seeing the very straight-forward line-up, dodged his head to the side so that his fist went sailing past his shoulder. Michael then launched an uppercut which connected with the bottom of Jack's chin and sent him back a few feet.

The last to oppose him was Wade, as he hesitated in the beginning, who jumped over Jack as he fell back and stumbled upon landing. Wade then sent a very uncertain looking punch at Michael's midsection.

Michael then spun around Wade's punch while interlocking their arms together. Michael ended his spin on Wade's back as he held the opposing limb into a locking position that would cause pain if Wade tried to escape.

"Now, how about we talk this through and no one else has to get hurt." Michael said before pushing Wade away so that he tripped over Jack, who was in the process of getting up.

Michael, who was about to start walking home, suddenly felt Mitch holding onto his feet so that he couldn't move. Michael suddenly looked up to see Jack coming at him in order to punch Michael while he was trapped.

"This is nothing, I can get out of this without revealing anything." Michael thought before looking to his left to see Wade imitating Jack in his attack.

"Well, shit." With that, Michael grabbed both of the offending limbs, leaving him open to attack with their other hands, which they took full advantage of.

Michael, seeing no other way out of this, charged electricity through his legs, causing Mitch to let go, before dodging the new attacks, causing them to hit each other. Michael then charged electricity through his palms before hitting them both in their backs, causing temporary paralysis.

"Hmph, that was my bad. Leave it to me to underestimate you all so much that I let my guard down. Anyway, I hope you three learned your lessons." Michael said before looking around to see a girl, Taylor Ridley, looking at him with wide eyes from the exit of the school.

"Well, shit." Michael said aloud this time. He didn't waste any-time before starting to sprint to his house.

-3 minutes later-

Michael waited a minute to calm his breath before knocking on Ostin's door. After a couple of seconds, Ostin's mom opened the door to see her son's friend as always.

"Ah, Michael, it's good to see you again. How was school?" she asked.

"It was good, but some people tried to bully me today. Don't worry, I didn't let them push me around. I was just wondering if Ostin could come over?" Michael asked after sating her worries.

"Yeah, I'll send him over in a few minutes." With that, he nodded before going over to his door, inserting his key, and walked in.

After a couple of minutes of sitting and thinking about what happened, Ostin knocked a couple of times on his door before walking in.

"Yo, how did the beatdown go?" Ostin asked his best friend, before quieting down when he saw his distraught face. "Woah, what's wrong?"

"I underestimated them and had to reveal more than I wished." Michael said solemnly.

"You mean..?" he let the question hang as he feared the answer.

"Yeah, and what's worse is that Taylor Ridley, the cheerleader, saw the whole thing. And it was pretty clear that she knew what she saw." Michael said as he hung his head.

"It's ok, Michael. Even if they tell someone, no-one will believe them anyway. Most likely, they will think you pulled a taser on them and you'll get searched if they try and tell someone, in which they won't find anything." Ostin said after taking a moment to think about it.

"Hmm, you're right. I've got nothing to worry about. Thanks Ostin." Michael said sincerely as he visibly brightened up.

"No problem, now, do you feel like practicing?" Ostin asked eagerly.

"Sure." And with that, they spent the rest of the time before Michael's mom got home trying to see what Michael could make out of his electricity. He had been able to make an electro-ball in each hand at the same time now, as well as "shoot" lightning from his hand, but that was only when he put a layer of electricity on the palm of his hand and built up pressure behind that layer in order to expel the electricity from his palm, but that was the closest he got so far to being able to use his electricity at long range.

Alas, Michael's mother eventually came home and they had to stop their exercises. Ostin said that he wouldn't be able to train tomorrow as he was working on something. He wouldn't tell him what it was though, saying it was a surprise.

-The next morning-

Michael had gotten up the next day to the smell of his mother's famous waffles. Halfway through breakfast, Mrs. Vey asked her son a question. "Hey Michael, do you need a ride to school this morning?"

"Nah, me and Ostin are going to test each other on our walk to school. Thanks though." Michael said without looking up.

"Ok, well you two be careful walking to school." With that, there was a knocking at the door. Mrs. Vey opened the door to see Ostin.

"Good morning Mrs. Vey, can I come in?" Ostin asked politely. The not-so-secret was that he had a huge crush on Michael's mom.

"Of course, Ostin. I made waffles if you want some, they're on the counter." She responded with a smile.

"Thank you, your waffles are the best!" with that, Mrs. Vey let Ostin pass her.

"Well, I'll be off, have a good day at school you two." And with that, the older woman left through the door.

"Dude, your mom's so hot. And her cooking is phenomenal." Ostin gushed while shoving his face.

"Dude, shut up, that's my mom. I don't need to hear that." Michael said while scrunching up his face.

"Whatever, anyway, what's your game-plan for today?" Ostin asked between bites.

"Just ignore them if they try and ask questions and make up a story if they persist." Michael said as he had been thinking about this last night.

"Ok, and if they demand answers?" Ostin asked while nodding at the first part.

"Tell them to leave me the hell alone and walk away." Michael said as he rinsed off his plate.

"Well, that will certainly get the point across." Ostin laughed.

After that, Mrs. Vey walked back in, "Michael, can I talk to you for a moment outside, alone?"

"Sure," after Michael exited the house and his mom closed the door he spoke again, "So, what can I help you with?"

"I accidentally left the ceiling light on all night and drained the battery. You think you could give me a jump?"

"Sure thing." With that, Michael had his mother pop the hood before grabbing the battery and pulsed. His mother keyed the engine for a second before it started up. "There you go!" he said before closing the hood and walking back inside, waving goodbye to his mother as he walked.

"So, what did she need?" Ostin asked as he handed Michael his backpack.

"Needed me to jumpstart the battery." Michael replied before throwing his backpack straps over his shoulders.

"That's so cool. I wish I could do that." Ostin said while sighing dreamily, thinking about all of the things he could do with that power.

"Yeah, yeah, living the fabulous life. Now, let's go before we're late." And with that, they walked out the door and began their trek to school.

On the way to school, they talked about new theories about Michael's powers and training regimens and what foods and drinks would help build his electricity, like bananas.

When they reached the school, they said their goodbyes as they went their separate ways.

As Michael reached his first class of the day he could already tell the news of him beating down Jack and his goons had gotten around.

Throughout the day, people were looking at him in awe and respect for the first time in his life. And when it got to his last class of the day, Biology, he saw Taylor staring at the door, waiting for him to walk through it. When he finally did and sat down, she tried to start a conversation.

"Hey, are you ok?" she whispered from his right.

As I had said earlier that day, I ignored her to instead grab my pencil out of my backpack in preparation for today's test.

"Michael." She whispered, a little louder this time.

"Strange, I didn't even think she knew my name." Michael thought.

Fortunately the tardy bell rang before she could continue her persistence.

"Ok, everyone, listen up. This test counts for one-fifth of your final grade, so I hope you all studied hard. I also hope I don't have to remind anyone what cheating will do to your test. Once all of the tests are handed out, you may begin." Mr. Poulsen said before sitting at his desk and started to read a book.

Not two minutes into the test did Michael get distracted by a folded piece of paper thrown onto his desk. Opening it up, Michael saw that Taylor had tried to pry again.

What happened yesterday?

-Taylor

Looking at the teacher for a second, Michael wrote back a response.

I don't know what you're talking about. Now leave me alone.

-Michael

Checking on the teacher again, Michael threw the paper back onto Taylor's desk when the coast was clear. Michael could hear her writing for a second before stopping when the paper landed, before writing her response and throwing it back.

I need to know, like I really, really need to know.

-Taylor

Shaking his head, Michael crushed the piece of paper and was about to put it on the corner of his desk so that he could throw it away when he left the classroom, when he heard a coughing sound from the front of his row.

"What is that little piece of paper you just crumbled up, Mr. Vey?" Mr. Poulsen asked with a smirk at being able to catch his least favorite student.

"Nothing sir, just wrote down some formulas that I don't need anymore." Michael said nonchalantly.

"Then I guess you wouldn't mind me taking a look at it then." He said as he started to walk down the aisle.

"Of course not, sir." Michael said as he tried to think of a way out of this.

When the teacher was almost to Michael's desk, he suddenly stopped and looked around confusedly. "What was I saying?"

Michael scrunched his eyebrows together in a confused face before he was about to answer him, only to get beaten to it by Taylor.

"You said we've only got 40 minutes left in the test." Taylor said quickly.

"Ah, thank you Miss Ridley. Everyone, 40 minutes left!" with that, the teacher went back to his desk to sit down and continue to read his book. All the while, the students were looking at each other wondering what had just happened.

Michael then looked at Taylor questionably, only to get a smirk in return.

After everyone had turned in their tests and the 40 minutes were up, the students left the classroom in order to get on with the rest of their day, Michael and Ostin being two of the first people out.

When they were about 20 feet from the door, Taylor caught up with them and pulled on Michael's arm.

"We need to talk." She said, with pleading eyes.

"We really don't." Michael responded as he pulled his arm free and walked away with Ostin.

"Prying?" was Ostin's one word question.

"Yep, just won't let it go." Michael whispered.

Taylor then got in-front of Michael and put her arm out in-front of him. She then turned to Ostin and said, "You, leave."

"Yeah, no; he was here first and he's my best friend. You don't get to just walk up and tell off my friends, I don't care if you are on the cheer squad." Michael said angrily.

"It's ok, Michael. I'll be over here until you're done." Ostin said before stepping back a few feet.

"Look, I'm sorry I told him off like that but this is urgent. I need to know that what I saw yesterday wasn't a trick of the light." Taylor said seriously.

"Well, what did you see exactly?" Michael asked as he sighed and crossed his arms.

"You electrocuting those guys with nothing but your hands. Explain that." Taylor said quietly.

"Yeah, what you saw was me hitting a pressure point in their spine to temporarily paralyze them. The light was just the reflection from the sun off of my watch." He said as he gestured to the watch on his right hand.

"The light was blue and they were talking about a shock after you left." She countered.

"The quartz in my watch distorted the color of the light and the "shock"," he said as he gestured the quotation marks with his hands. "was just their nervous system jolting from the pressure point."

"You really expect me to believe this?" Taylor asked incredulously.

"I mean it was pretty good for on the spot thinking, you have to give that much." He said with a chuckle.

"Get serious, Michael. Think about what happened with Mr. Poulsen. I think we have variants of the same power." She said the last part so quietly that Michael almost didn't hear her.

Michael just stared at her for a second to think back on every time he's seen her. He had to admit, he had caught some weird things happen around her like what happened today during the test.

"We will talk about this later when not so many people are around." Michael said seriously.

"We can talk at my place. Here, let me write my address on a piece of paper and my phone number." She said as she got out a piece of paper and a pen out of her backpack and wrote with the lockers as a writing surface.

"Cool, Ostin and I will come by-" Michael was cut off by Taylor's protest.

"No! Sorry, but I don't trust him. It's just you and me." She protested.

"Yeah, no. Sorry but I do trust him. He was the only person to know of my power until you found out and he has been helping me figure out this power. If we bring him, he could help us connect the dots on the correlation between our powers." Michael said firmly.

"Fine! Whatever, just tell him that whatever he hears cannot leave my house." She relented.

"Jeez, he's kept my secret, I'm sure one more won't hurt so chill out." Michael said with a roll of his eyes.

"Whatever, just meet me on Saturday at 3:00pm. My parents should be gone by that time." She said before leaving them in the middle of the hallway.

"So, we're going to a cheerleader's house. That's kind of cool. And she's got similar powers to you." Ostin said as he came up behind Michael when Taylor left.

"You were listening the entire time weren't you?" Michael asked, to which his best friend just nodded. "Figures. Well, let's go home and get started on this homework."

With that, the two best friends left to go home after a long and exciting day.

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Yo, what up everyone? I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Anyway, I am thinking of starting a Red vs. Blue fanfiction, but I'm not sure if I would put too much on my plate. On the other-hand, I've been managing my writing schedule pretty good the last few weeks. So, tell me what you all think about that and if you haven't watched the show, oh my god! You are missing such a great show. At first, I thought it was just some joke of a show that you would get a laugh out of but it is so much more than that and it's sssooooo good. I can't wait for every Sunday for the next episode. Anyway, please tell me what you all think on that and I will bid you ado.