Author's notes: Okay just telling you now that this is a continuation of my story "The Legacy of Arc Trigger" and you should read it before you read this story or it wont make much sense. I'm sorry it took so long to come out but I've been busy preparing for finals and for the past few days Fanfiction wouldn't let me log in. Please review and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT
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Michael listened to hear if his parents were still up. When he declared that they were asleep he got on his computer and signed into a instant messenger service waiting for Faye. At the bottom right of his screen he saw a box pop up, which read: Tragedy has signed in.
He typed, "So what did you want me to talk to you about?"
She didn't answer instead she set up a net meeting. Michael accepted and turned on his web cam. He saw her face and saw that it seemed both lost in thought and was making a painful decision.
Turning his microphone on he asked, "What's wrong?"
She looked down and said, "Tomorrow we will be starting school in a town where no one knows us," she said. Michael followed along figuring she was just nervous. She looked up with pleading eyes, "We aren't like other kids. What if we aren't accepted, because of what we can do? because of our powers?"
Michael was surprised Tragedy was speaking like this. Strong, smart and cool Tragedy who never shown a weakness in her life, worrying about what other people will think about her.
"Then to hell with them," he said simply. "If they're that shallow, then they aren't worthy your friendship."
She gave a small smile. "Thank you," she said, and then kissed two fingers and put them on the camera lens. "Good night Spiegal," she said using his nickname.
"Night Faye-Faye," he said.
He signed out and went to bed. The image of Tragedy went through his thoughts. He was glad she trusted him.
Faye lay down and think. He's so understanding, definitely boyfriend material. She blushed at the random thought as it faded, along with her into a deep sleep.
Arc awoke and saw that his son was already gone off to school. He looked at the clock and saw it was seven. Since when did a kid want to be an hour early for school? he asked himself.
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Michael flew to Faye's house. He set down on her front porch, and knocked on the door. He was greeted by Faye's parents, and told that he could wait in the living room. He sat on the couch in his school uniform. Of course he and his dad made some alterations to it so it looked exactly like his blue suit. He was glad they only had to wear their school uniforms on certain special occasions. He couldn't move as freely as he was used to.
Faye walked down the stairs in her uniform looking quite annoyed. "I hate wearing these things," she said. She was wearing a white button up shirt and a blue and green plaid skirt. He looked at and was stunned. He had never seen her in anything other than pants. She has great legs, he thought, a small red tint appearing on his face.
"Well," he said, "let's go." They walked outside and Michael took to the sky. When he noticed he was alone he turned back to see her still in front other house. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"How am I supposed to fly with this thing?" she said pointing at her skirt.
Michael laughed and said, "Fly parallel to the ground."
She gave an annoyed laugh and flew into the air, but she was still having a hard time with her skirt so Michael flew up to her and wrapped his arm around her. He used Instant Transmission to get directly to their school's roof. They walked down the stairway and saw that many students had also got there early. Probably just because it was the first day of school.
The two friends walked into the student center to grab their schedules. They were surprised that they got all of the advanced classes. Arc looked at his schedule. Per1-Adv. Science, Per2-P.E., Per3-Adv. Language Arts, Per4-Calculus, Per5-Computer Programming, Per6-Social Studies, Per7-Jornalism, and Per8-Drama. At the bottom o his schedule it read, this year we will be using the A/B block schedule, alternating your lasses "A" days are your odd periods, and "B" days are your even classes.
He looked at Faye and asked, "Hey tragedy what do you have?"
They exchanged papers and looked at them. Herr's looked almost identical to his. Per1-Adv. Science, Per2-P.E., Per3-Adv. Language Arts, Per4-Calculus, Per5- Social Studies, Per6-Journalism, Per7-Drawing 1, and Per8-Drama.
Faye handed Michael's schedule back to him, as did he. "Looks like we have the first half of the day together."
"And you sound so excited about that," he said sarcastically.
"Well I hate these stupid skirts," she said, tugging hers down.
Michael laughed and they walked down the halls talking and looking around seeing the other groups already forming. They talked until the five minute bell rang and they went to class. Taking chairs at a lab table a small man with gray hair and glasses. He had a round head that reminded Michael of his grandpa Krillin.
For a small guy he had a loud booming voice, "Alright class, I'm your teacher Mr. Dannen, and for the rest of the year you will be subjected to my lectures and labs while trying to remain awake at this early hour, but today I will do something I will never let you do again. You can have social time until I call you up, but first roll."
Roll went rather quickly and they talked while Mr. Dannen called up people for their science books.
Faye felt several gazes on her, and felt uncomfortable. She put her arms crossed over her chest and Michael noticed her nervousness. He looked around to see all the guys were staring at her. No not her, they were starring at her... He got mad. Perverts, he spouted off in his mind. How dare they, do that. She's not a piece of meat. His over-protecting nature was going into affect. Then he noticed something else that shocked him. Most of the girls in the class were starring at him.
They continued talking trying to ignore the attention the were getting, but then someone made their move. A guy Michael had to figure was another stupid jock (A/N: I have nothing against people that participate in sports) came up and put his hand on Faye's thigh and tried sweet talking her.
Faye grabbed his hand and pulled it up applying force. He fell to his knees in pain. "Try it again and it wont be your hand I crush," she said coldly. Several people clapped.
He nodded and coward back to his seat, nursing his hurt hand. Michael laughed and said, "Ten bucks there's a rumor by lunch."
"No thanks I prefer to hold onto my money," she said a slight smile appearing on her face. For the rest of the class not one guy stared at Faye.
After class got over Michael and Faye walked to their next class hearing the rumor spread like wild fire.
The teacher was a girl and she had short curly blonde hair. She had big green eyes and appeared to be in her early twenties. Michael looked around and saw most of the guys starring at her.
Faye leaned over and whispered, "Can't these people control their hormones?" in Michaels ear.
They took desks beside each other and saw that none of their other classmates were there. The bell rang and as it ended another student joined the group. He was from their last class and sat right behind Faye.
The teacher looked at him and said, "I'll let you get away with it today, but don't be late again."
"I wont," he assured her. His hair was really short and a dark brown. He leaned forward and whispered, "I saw what you did to Cody. It's about time a girl put him in his place. Hi I'm Rowan Jax." He outstretched his hand and she shook it.
"Faye Cross, call me Tragedy," she said, and waved a hand at Michael. "This is Michael Trigger."
Michael and Rowan shook hands and he asked, "You wouldn't happen to be related to Arc Trigger?"
"He's my dad," Michael replied.
"You're kidding?" he said a little too loud.
"Have something to share, with us?" the teacher asked.
"No ma'am," he said.
"Okay then we can continue, "Jane Call, I'll be your Adv. Language Arts teacher and this is my first year of teaching. If anyone has any questions about this class then raise your hand."
Rowan raised his hand and said, "Must not be that advanced if Me and Cameron are in here."
"Very funny, but you should have said Cameron and I," she said with a smile. "Now any other questions?"
A tall skinny kid with short brown hair asked, "Can we go out some time?"
The class burst into laughter and Ms. Call looked shocked. The fact that he sounded serious when he obviously wasn't showed that he would be the class clown.
She ignored his question and said, "You must be Cameron."
He nodded and sat down.
"Anyway now lets get back on track I will start with roll," she said regaining control of her class room.
The class went on until about half way through when Cody walked into the classroom his hand wrapped in ice. He walked up to Faye pushing Ms. Call to the side.
"Stupid bitch you broke my hand," he said and grabbed onto her hair.
In an instant Rowan had a hold of Cody's wrist and Michael was lining a kick that sent him flying into a wall. They went back to their seats as the other students wondered what happened.
Ms. Call paged some administrators and he was taken out of the room. She didn't say who hit him, to Michael and Rowan's relief, and continued with her lesson.
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I'm sorry that took awhile to get out and it was a little boring, but this was just an introduction chapter. The next ones will be better. So what did you think about it. Please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT
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Michael listened to hear if his parents were still up. When he declared that they were asleep he got on his computer and signed into a instant messenger service waiting for Faye. At the bottom right of his screen he saw a box pop up, which read: Tragedy has signed in.
He typed, "So what did you want me to talk to you about?"
She didn't answer instead she set up a net meeting. Michael accepted and turned on his web cam. He saw her face and saw that it seemed both lost in thought and was making a painful decision.
Turning his microphone on he asked, "What's wrong?"
She looked down and said, "Tomorrow we will be starting school in a town where no one knows us," she said. Michael followed along figuring she was just nervous. She looked up with pleading eyes, "We aren't like other kids. What if we aren't accepted, because of what we can do? because of our powers?"
Michael was surprised Tragedy was speaking like this. Strong, smart and cool Tragedy who never shown a weakness in her life, worrying about what other people will think about her.
"Then to hell with them," he said simply. "If they're that shallow, then they aren't worthy your friendship."
She gave a small smile. "Thank you," she said, and then kissed two fingers and put them on the camera lens. "Good night Spiegal," she said using his nickname.
"Night Faye-Faye," he said.
He signed out and went to bed. The image of Tragedy went through his thoughts. He was glad she trusted him.
Faye lay down and think. He's so understanding, definitely boyfriend material. She blushed at the random thought as it faded, along with her into a deep sleep.
Arc awoke and saw that his son was already gone off to school. He looked at the clock and saw it was seven. Since when did a kid want to be an hour early for school? he asked himself.
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Michael flew to Faye's house. He set down on her front porch, and knocked on the door. He was greeted by Faye's parents, and told that he could wait in the living room. He sat on the couch in his school uniform. Of course he and his dad made some alterations to it so it looked exactly like his blue suit. He was glad they only had to wear their school uniforms on certain special occasions. He couldn't move as freely as he was used to.
Faye walked down the stairs in her uniform looking quite annoyed. "I hate wearing these things," she said. She was wearing a white button up shirt and a blue and green plaid skirt. He looked at and was stunned. He had never seen her in anything other than pants. She has great legs, he thought, a small red tint appearing on his face.
"Well," he said, "let's go." They walked outside and Michael took to the sky. When he noticed he was alone he turned back to see her still in front other house. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"How am I supposed to fly with this thing?" she said pointing at her skirt.
Michael laughed and said, "Fly parallel to the ground."
She gave an annoyed laugh and flew into the air, but she was still having a hard time with her skirt so Michael flew up to her and wrapped his arm around her. He used Instant Transmission to get directly to their school's roof. They walked down the stairway and saw that many students had also got there early. Probably just because it was the first day of school.
The two friends walked into the student center to grab their schedules. They were surprised that they got all of the advanced classes. Arc looked at his schedule. Per1-Adv. Science, Per2-P.E., Per3-Adv. Language Arts, Per4-Calculus, Per5-Computer Programming, Per6-Social Studies, Per7-Jornalism, and Per8-Drama. At the bottom o his schedule it read, this year we will be using the A/B block schedule, alternating your lasses "A" days are your odd periods, and "B" days are your even classes.
He looked at Faye and asked, "Hey tragedy what do you have?"
They exchanged papers and looked at them. Herr's looked almost identical to his. Per1-Adv. Science, Per2-P.E., Per3-Adv. Language Arts, Per4-Calculus, Per5- Social Studies, Per6-Journalism, Per7-Drawing 1, and Per8-Drama.
Faye handed Michael's schedule back to him, as did he. "Looks like we have the first half of the day together."
"And you sound so excited about that," he said sarcastically.
"Well I hate these stupid skirts," she said, tugging hers down.
Michael laughed and they walked down the halls talking and looking around seeing the other groups already forming. They talked until the five minute bell rang and they went to class. Taking chairs at a lab table a small man with gray hair and glasses. He had a round head that reminded Michael of his grandpa Krillin.
For a small guy he had a loud booming voice, "Alright class, I'm your teacher Mr. Dannen, and for the rest of the year you will be subjected to my lectures and labs while trying to remain awake at this early hour, but today I will do something I will never let you do again. You can have social time until I call you up, but first roll."
Roll went rather quickly and they talked while Mr. Dannen called up people for their science books.
Faye felt several gazes on her, and felt uncomfortable. She put her arms crossed over her chest and Michael noticed her nervousness. He looked around to see all the guys were staring at her. No not her, they were starring at her... He got mad. Perverts, he spouted off in his mind. How dare they, do that. She's not a piece of meat. His over-protecting nature was going into affect. Then he noticed something else that shocked him. Most of the girls in the class were starring at him.
They continued talking trying to ignore the attention the were getting, but then someone made their move. A guy Michael had to figure was another stupid jock (A/N: I have nothing against people that participate in sports) came up and put his hand on Faye's thigh and tried sweet talking her.
Faye grabbed his hand and pulled it up applying force. He fell to his knees in pain. "Try it again and it wont be your hand I crush," she said coldly. Several people clapped.
He nodded and coward back to his seat, nursing his hurt hand. Michael laughed and said, "Ten bucks there's a rumor by lunch."
"No thanks I prefer to hold onto my money," she said a slight smile appearing on her face. For the rest of the class not one guy stared at Faye.
After class got over Michael and Faye walked to their next class hearing the rumor spread like wild fire.
The teacher was a girl and she had short curly blonde hair. She had big green eyes and appeared to be in her early twenties. Michael looked around and saw most of the guys starring at her.
Faye leaned over and whispered, "Can't these people control their hormones?" in Michaels ear.
They took desks beside each other and saw that none of their other classmates were there. The bell rang and as it ended another student joined the group. He was from their last class and sat right behind Faye.
The teacher looked at him and said, "I'll let you get away with it today, but don't be late again."
"I wont," he assured her. His hair was really short and a dark brown. He leaned forward and whispered, "I saw what you did to Cody. It's about time a girl put him in his place. Hi I'm Rowan Jax." He outstretched his hand and she shook it.
"Faye Cross, call me Tragedy," she said, and waved a hand at Michael. "This is Michael Trigger."
Michael and Rowan shook hands and he asked, "You wouldn't happen to be related to Arc Trigger?"
"He's my dad," Michael replied.
"You're kidding?" he said a little too loud.
"Have something to share, with us?" the teacher asked.
"No ma'am," he said.
"Okay then we can continue, "Jane Call, I'll be your Adv. Language Arts teacher and this is my first year of teaching. If anyone has any questions about this class then raise your hand."
Rowan raised his hand and said, "Must not be that advanced if Me and Cameron are in here."
"Very funny, but you should have said Cameron and I," she said with a smile. "Now any other questions?"
A tall skinny kid with short brown hair asked, "Can we go out some time?"
The class burst into laughter and Ms. Call looked shocked. The fact that he sounded serious when he obviously wasn't showed that he would be the class clown.
She ignored his question and said, "You must be Cameron."
He nodded and sat down.
"Anyway now lets get back on track I will start with roll," she said regaining control of her class room.
The class went on until about half way through when Cody walked into the classroom his hand wrapped in ice. He walked up to Faye pushing Ms. Call to the side.
"Stupid bitch you broke my hand," he said and grabbed onto her hair.
In an instant Rowan had a hold of Cody's wrist and Michael was lining a kick that sent him flying into a wall. They went back to their seats as the other students wondered what happened.
Ms. Call paged some administrators and he was taken out of the room. She didn't say who hit him, to Michael and Rowan's relief, and continued with her lesson.
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I'm sorry that took awhile to get out and it was a little boring, but this was just an introduction chapter. The next ones will be better. So what did you think about it. Please review.
