Chapter three.
'Indicates individual thoughts.'
[Indicates telepathy.]
To my reviewers:
Anarra-As far as Michael exposing his powers he might've overdone it a little when he attacked the second jock. I hope that answer's your question.
William Rayne-Because of the accident, Michael is impervious to telepathy. This would also probably include any kind of hypnosis. I have a rough idea of a weakness worked out. It's made from the same stuff that gave him and his family their abilities. I'm not sure if it'll work but we'll see what happens.
To my other reviewers-Thank you for taking the time to read the story. I hope that you're all enjoying it so far.
Michael studied the principal's office for about the hundredth time as he waited for Principal Reynolds and his mother. There were some bookshelves behind a huge desk that stood predominantly in the middle of the room. For Reynolds to sit in was a huge leather chair that obviously rolled and turned a full 360 degrees. Other things were family pictures, college diplomas/rewards of achievement that hung from the walls, etc. Just little things like that.
Getting bored, Michael turned his hearing towards the world around him. In the hallways he could hear the shuffling of students as they rushed to their classes. He could hear them talking and laughing. He could tell that the fight was still a heavily talked about topic from what everyone was saying.
"Man did you see that guy! He shoved them both down like they were nothing!"
"You should've been there man! That's one of the best fight's I've seen in a while!"
"I can't believe it! He broke that one's arm!"
Michael chuckled a little. Obviously he was going to be the subject of interest for the next several days. Tuning in his hearing again he made out two particular set's of footsteps. Sniffing the air he was able to tell who was coming; his mother and Principal Reynolds.
The door opened bringing Michael back to reality. He looked up at the principal and Lynn as the two eyed him. Principal Reynolds took to his big leather chair while Lynn settled for the one next to her son. "Miss Rydel, again I apologize for calling you here…"
"…No that's quite all right, Mr. Reynolds." Lynn interrupted the man as she looked at Michael. "I'm glad you did. If my son was involved in a fight then I need to know about it." She cast a knowing to Michael who returned it with one of his own. "Now, exactly what happened?"
"Well, there was a disturbance in the cafeteria." Reynolds began. "and your son there decided to escalate it."
"Bullshit!" Michael yelled as he shot out of his chair. "That's not what happened and you know it!"
"Sit down!" the principal demanded. Michael glared at him then returned to his seat. "Miss Rydel, your son started a fight with two other students for no reason. That's all I know at this point."
Lynn nodded and then turned to her son. "Michael, what happened?"
"These two jocks took a backpack and a digital camera and were just dangling them over their heads." Michael said as he looked at the desk, then the floor, then back to his mother. "They were just taunting them with their own stuff." Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I felt sorry for them and decided to help."
Lynn nodded. She may not have been able to read his mind but she felt that Michael was telling the truth. "Anything else?"
"Nope."
"Ok then." Lynn turned to Reynolds. "Were any students injured in the fight?"
Reynolds nodded. "As a matter of fact yes. Two of Smallville's finest athlete's were seriously injured. One of them twisted his ankle really bad. It didn't break but he'll be on crutches for the next few days. The other suffered a broken arm. He's at the hospital getting a cast on it right now as we speak."
'Oh Michael…' Lynn looked at her son. He'd done it. He'd used his abilities to hurt others. She wasn't pleased with it in the least bit. "I guess he'll have to be punished."
"Yes, he will be." The principal cast a intimidating look to Michael. "He's being expelled. IMMEDIATELY."
"What!?" This time it was Lynn that shot out of her seat. "You can't be serious?"
"Oh but I am." Principal Reynolds told her in a calm manner. "A young man such as your son is a danger to others. He has no right to go to this school."
Lynn felt anger rising in her body. Michael did need to be punished yes but not something like this. She would deal with her son but first she was going to deal with Reynolds. Focusing on him she used her telepathy and entered his mind. Once there she began to change his memories of the last few minutes. While she was in his mind she found something of particular interest but decided to wait on bringing it to Michael.
When Lynn was done she left his mind and stared at Reynolds who seemed to be in a daze. "Principal Reynolds?"
"Huh, what?…" he trailed off as he snapped out of the trance. Looking around the room for a second he remembered why he was there. "And as for you young man, detention for the rest of the week."
Michael raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He looked at his mother knowing full well what she'd done. "That's fair enough." She grabbed her purse. "Thank you again for informing me on this matter."
"Your welcome." the principal replied as he watched the two leave his office.
Once Michael and Lynn were outside of Reynolds's office they headed off to a secluded portion of the school. Lynn spoke. "Michael, how could you do that?"
"Mom, I didn't have much choice!" Michael defended himself. He felt himself getting angry.
"You didn't have a choice? Michael, you always have a choice." Lynn said while leaning against a wall. "You attacked those two, yes. You helped those other students, I know. But you used your abilities and those two were injured."
Michael growled. Clenching his left hand into a fist he smashed it into the brick wall his mother was leaning against causing some of the bricks to crumple into pieces. When he turned back to face her his eyes were glowing red and his fangs were visible. "I can't believe you!!" he roared. "How can you just sit there and say that?"
"Because it's the truth and you know it!" Lynn snapped back. "You shouldn't have gotten involved like you did!! You should've gotten one of the teachers."
"That wouldn't have worked and you know it." Michael told her. "I know you changed Reynolds's mind. You had to have seen something while you were in there."
"I did." Lynn contemplated what she wanted to say next. "And your right. Not a single one of them would've done anything." She looked up to her son. "Michael. Please promise me you won't do anything else like this again."
Michael looked at his mother. "Fine. I promise." He allowed his eyes to change back and his fangs to retract. "I'm sorry." He said quietly.
Lynn was quite surprised. This was the first time in a long while that he'd ever apologized to her. "I know." She replied. "Now I think it's time you went back to class." Michael nodded and headed back inside the school. Once back in he slumped to his fifth hour class.
Lynn left Smallville High feeling much better than she had in a while. The fight that she had with her son was no different than any previous one's other than the fact that Michael had actually said he was sorry for it. Lynn was pleasantly surprised by this has she headed back off to pick up Amber and head home.
After his fifth hour class was over, Michael wondered back to his locker to get his books for his next class. On the way to his locker he noticed how people looked at him. They pointed and whispered about him. Turning the final turn towards his locker he was surprised on who he found was waiting there.
There in front of his locker was the blonde and her friend whom he helped earlier. They were talking amongst themselves but stopped when they saw Michael walking towards them. "Hi." The blonde told him.
"Hello." He replied. The three there stood awkwardly. "You mind if I get into my locker?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." Chloe broke herself out of her stupor as she and Pete moved out of his way. Michael opened the door as he exchanged some books. Once done he shut the door to find them still standing there. Another strange moment of awkwardness passed. "Um, I'm Michael."
"I'm Chloe." The blonde offered her hand to which Michael shook. "And this is my best friend, Pete." Michael nodded as he shook Pete's hand. "Dude, we just wanted to thank you for what you did earlier." Pete said.
Michael shrugged. "Don't worry about it." He began to walk towards the classroom. Chloe and Pete followed him. "How'd you do it?" Chloe asked as they rounded a corner.
"Do what?" Michael was in no mood for questioning. He just wanted to get out the rest of the day over with and go home.
"Those jocks. How did you beat them up like that?" By this time Chloe was standing in front of him. Once again, Michael shrugged.
"Don't know. Just lucky I guess." He moved out of Chloe's way and continued onto his class. "Gotta go otherwise I'll be late." Before Chloe could turn around and ask him another question, Michael had disappeared into one of the classrooms.
(A/N: Sorry that much doesn't happen in this chapter. More will come in the next one. I just wanted to establish that Pete and Chloe would meet Michael. Hopefully I've accomplished that.)
'Indicates individual thoughts.'
[Indicates telepathy.]
To my reviewers:
Anarra-As far as Michael exposing his powers he might've overdone it a little when he attacked the second jock. I hope that answer's your question.
William Rayne-Because of the accident, Michael is impervious to telepathy. This would also probably include any kind of hypnosis. I have a rough idea of a weakness worked out. It's made from the same stuff that gave him and his family their abilities. I'm not sure if it'll work but we'll see what happens.
To my other reviewers-Thank you for taking the time to read the story. I hope that you're all enjoying it so far.
Michael studied the principal's office for about the hundredth time as he waited for Principal Reynolds and his mother. There were some bookshelves behind a huge desk that stood predominantly in the middle of the room. For Reynolds to sit in was a huge leather chair that obviously rolled and turned a full 360 degrees. Other things were family pictures, college diplomas/rewards of achievement that hung from the walls, etc. Just little things like that.
Getting bored, Michael turned his hearing towards the world around him. In the hallways he could hear the shuffling of students as they rushed to their classes. He could hear them talking and laughing. He could tell that the fight was still a heavily talked about topic from what everyone was saying.
"Man did you see that guy! He shoved them both down like they were nothing!"
"You should've been there man! That's one of the best fight's I've seen in a while!"
"I can't believe it! He broke that one's arm!"
Michael chuckled a little. Obviously he was going to be the subject of interest for the next several days. Tuning in his hearing again he made out two particular set's of footsteps. Sniffing the air he was able to tell who was coming; his mother and Principal Reynolds.
The door opened bringing Michael back to reality. He looked up at the principal and Lynn as the two eyed him. Principal Reynolds took to his big leather chair while Lynn settled for the one next to her son. "Miss Rydel, again I apologize for calling you here…"
"…No that's quite all right, Mr. Reynolds." Lynn interrupted the man as she looked at Michael. "I'm glad you did. If my son was involved in a fight then I need to know about it." She cast a knowing to Michael who returned it with one of his own. "Now, exactly what happened?"
"Well, there was a disturbance in the cafeteria." Reynolds began. "and your son there decided to escalate it."
"Bullshit!" Michael yelled as he shot out of his chair. "That's not what happened and you know it!"
"Sit down!" the principal demanded. Michael glared at him then returned to his seat. "Miss Rydel, your son started a fight with two other students for no reason. That's all I know at this point."
Lynn nodded and then turned to her son. "Michael, what happened?"
"These two jocks took a backpack and a digital camera and were just dangling them over their heads." Michael said as he looked at the desk, then the floor, then back to his mother. "They were just taunting them with their own stuff." Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I felt sorry for them and decided to help."
Lynn nodded. She may not have been able to read his mind but she felt that Michael was telling the truth. "Anything else?"
"Nope."
"Ok then." Lynn turned to Reynolds. "Were any students injured in the fight?"
Reynolds nodded. "As a matter of fact yes. Two of Smallville's finest athlete's were seriously injured. One of them twisted his ankle really bad. It didn't break but he'll be on crutches for the next few days. The other suffered a broken arm. He's at the hospital getting a cast on it right now as we speak."
'Oh Michael…' Lynn looked at her son. He'd done it. He'd used his abilities to hurt others. She wasn't pleased with it in the least bit. "I guess he'll have to be punished."
"Yes, he will be." The principal cast a intimidating look to Michael. "He's being expelled. IMMEDIATELY."
"What!?" This time it was Lynn that shot out of her seat. "You can't be serious?"
"Oh but I am." Principal Reynolds told her in a calm manner. "A young man such as your son is a danger to others. He has no right to go to this school."
Lynn felt anger rising in her body. Michael did need to be punished yes but not something like this. She would deal with her son but first she was going to deal with Reynolds. Focusing on him she used her telepathy and entered his mind. Once there she began to change his memories of the last few minutes. While she was in his mind she found something of particular interest but decided to wait on bringing it to Michael.
When Lynn was done she left his mind and stared at Reynolds who seemed to be in a daze. "Principal Reynolds?"
"Huh, what?…" he trailed off as he snapped out of the trance. Looking around the room for a second he remembered why he was there. "And as for you young man, detention for the rest of the week."
Michael raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He looked at his mother knowing full well what she'd done. "That's fair enough." She grabbed her purse. "Thank you again for informing me on this matter."
"Your welcome." the principal replied as he watched the two leave his office.
Once Michael and Lynn were outside of Reynolds's office they headed off to a secluded portion of the school. Lynn spoke. "Michael, how could you do that?"
"Mom, I didn't have much choice!" Michael defended himself. He felt himself getting angry.
"You didn't have a choice? Michael, you always have a choice." Lynn said while leaning against a wall. "You attacked those two, yes. You helped those other students, I know. But you used your abilities and those two were injured."
Michael growled. Clenching his left hand into a fist he smashed it into the brick wall his mother was leaning against causing some of the bricks to crumple into pieces. When he turned back to face her his eyes were glowing red and his fangs were visible. "I can't believe you!!" he roared. "How can you just sit there and say that?"
"Because it's the truth and you know it!" Lynn snapped back. "You shouldn't have gotten involved like you did!! You should've gotten one of the teachers."
"That wouldn't have worked and you know it." Michael told her. "I know you changed Reynolds's mind. You had to have seen something while you were in there."
"I did." Lynn contemplated what she wanted to say next. "And your right. Not a single one of them would've done anything." She looked up to her son. "Michael. Please promise me you won't do anything else like this again."
Michael looked at his mother. "Fine. I promise." He allowed his eyes to change back and his fangs to retract. "I'm sorry." He said quietly.
Lynn was quite surprised. This was the first time in a long while that he'd ever apologized to her. "I know." She replied. "Now I think it's time you went back to class." Michael nodded and headed back inside the school. Once back in he slumped to his fifth hour class.
Lynn left Smallville High feeling much better than she had in a while. The fight that she had with her son was no different than any previous one's other than the fact that Michael had actually said he was sorry for it. Lynn was pleasantly surprised by this has she headed back off to pick up Amber and head home.
After his fifth hour class was over, Michael wondered back to his locker to get his books for his next class. On the way to his locker he noticed how people looked at him. They pointed and whispered about him. Turning the final turn towards his locker he was surprised on who he found was waiting there.
There in front of his locker was the blonde and her friend whom he helped earlier. They were talking amongst themselves but stopped when they saw Michael walking towards them. "Hi." The blonde told him.
"Hello." He replied. The three there stood awkwardly. "You mind if I get into my locker?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." Chloe broke herself out of her stupor as she and Pete moved out of his way. Michael opened the door as he exchanged some books. Once done he shut the door to find them still standing there. Another strange moment of awkwardness passed. "Um, I'm Michael."
"I'm Chloe." The blonde offered her hand to which Michael shook. "And this is my best friend, Pete." Michael nodded as he shook Pete's hand. "Dude, we just wanted to thank you for what you did earlier." Pete said.
Michael shrugged. "Don't worry about it." He began to walk towards the classroom. Chloe and Pete followed him. "How'd you do it?" Chloe asked as they rounded a corner.
"Do what?" Michael was in no mood for questioning. He just wanted to get out the rest of the day over with and go home.
"Those jocks. How did you beat them up like that?" By this time Chloe was standing in front of him. Once again, Michael shrugged.
"Don't know. Just lucky I guess." He moved out of Chloe's way and continued onto his class. "Gotta go otherwise I'll be late." Before Chloe could turn around and ask him another question, Michael had disappeared into one of the classrooms.
(A/N: Sorry that much doesn't happen in this chapter. More will come in the next one. I just wanted to establish that Pete and Chloe would meet Michael. Hopefully I've accomplished that.)