The girl tied up her long black hair once again in a bun and pulled two bejeweled sticks from her pocket and slipped them in. She started to walk down the hall, until she remembered that she was still bending the light around her to be invisible. She stopped in her place and in a flash of light; Tru Conner's was visible. She heard someone behind her and she turned around to see Warren Peace, the hero whom she had been partnered with.

"So, you lied at power placement," Warren stated. He didn't ask, he just said it flat out. Because it was obviously the truth. There was no way that the pale colored girl would have been able to figure out how to use two new powers in a matter of seconds. Tru nodded her head.

"Yes, I lied. But I swear! It wasn't meant to do any harm to anyone other than myself," she said, opening up a locker and taking a black messenger bag out of it. She placed it over her shoulder. Warren glanced at it and saw some pins on it that looked like they were in another language.

"What do you mean?" Warren asked, a look of confusion upon his face. Tru took a deep breath and muttered something beneath her breath. Something that sounded French to Warren. "Are you French?" he realized that the other two new students were from other countries, why wouldn't she be?

"Canada," she corrected him. "Vancouver, to be exact." She started to walk away, it seemed, but Warren put a hand on her shoulder. "You were going to tell me something."

She looked at him with her gray eyes; looked at his face, his raven hair with a few streaks of red. "I just want to go outside. Getting hit with darkness usually does something like this to me," she motioned for him to follow her outside, so he did. She made her way to the steps of the school and sat down on one, leaning against the wall. Warren sat down beside her.

"My mother is fairly well known in the hero world. Perhaps not as well known as the Commander and Jetstream, but she has helped them at times," she looked at Warren for a second and knew he was going to ask who her mother was. She smiled, "patience is a virtue. My mother is known as Lightening."

Warren's eyes grew wide at the mention of Lightening. Lightening could control the weather, but she most often used the effects of lightening against her opponents. Although as powerful as she was, it seemed as if Lightening had died. Nobody had heard from her in years. "She was in Canada, raising you, wasn't she?" he asked; now realizing where she had been. Tru nodded.

"Anyway, when Principle Powers heard that Lightening was married, with a daughter, she of course wanted me to come. But she contacted usat a really bad time, emotionally for me. My mother forced me to come, wanted me to train to be a hero. But I knew if I came and was placed in hero, I wouldn't be able to control my power. I figured blinding Coach Boomer, only showing a bit of my power, would make him think I'm useless. Because many villains don't fight themselves, but with machines and robots that I can't blind. So while you may have wondered why I was happy with being a sidekick, it was for the best," she said, a small smile on her face.

Warren was a bit taken back. What emotional problem could be so powerful that it would force someone to be placed lower in class then they needed to be? She broke up with her boyfriend, Warren mused. Although this would usually amuse him, he wasn't. He looked at her pale face, which was waiting a response. But he couldn't respond. He hadn't heard her speak for this long since she had come. Then he decided what to say.

"Why are you telling me this and not anybody else? Principle Powers for instance. She'll need to hear this too. Do you really think she'll let you stay in sidekick after you blasted a student half way across the gym and then became invisible?" Warren wished he could take it all back when he saw the look of dislike on her face. But then it softened.

"Because you're the only one here who came after me," she said softly. "And," she added. "When I saw your face at power placement, you were the only one who realized something was wrong. How did you know?"

Warren shrugged, "intuition, I guess. And the fact that you were way to happy to be placed in sidekick." Tru didn't say anything. Students started to come out of the building, the day was over. Will Stronghold called Warren over to a tree where he was sitting with a few other students. They didn't seem to notice Tru. She didn't seem to mind as Warren walked away. When Warren turned around to say something to her, she was already standing next to Principle Powers. And by the look of it, she was getting a new schedule.

"Seems to me like you saved someone's life today," Layla said as Warren joined them beneath the tree. Warren ignored her comment and just listened to Zach and Ethan fight about whose power was cooler. Ethan and his melting or Zach and his glowing? Personally, Warren thought that they both were useless powers. Neither of them were offensive, and that was the type of power that made one a hero. Magenta and Will were arguing whether a guinea pig was any better than a mouse. Warren nearly laughed at that one but didn't. That wasn't who he was.

Layla looked at the fire starter and tried to read his face. But it looked as it usually did. Showing little or no emotion. The only times Layla had seen real emotion on Warren's face was when he was fighting. It seemed to Layla that Warren felt the most alive when he fought. Like it was the only thing he lived for. Layla was going to ask him why he had saved the girl, but the buses started to honk. Ethan, Layla, Will, Maj, and Zack all walked over to one bus while Warren walked to another. The bus was usually quiet, because it was only Warren and three other students.

But today another student joined them, Tru Conner's. Warren was a bit surprised. He hadn't heard of a new family moving into her neighborhood and he doubted she'd live in the neighboring neighborhood. That was where all the rich families lived. But after the bus flew through the sky, Warren was surprised to see Tru dropped off at a decently large white house. Sure, Warren wasn't poor. He and his mom lived comfortably; he had never been in a house that size. It was bigger than the Stronghold's.

Warren was still thinking about it when he got dropped off on the corner of Oak and Pine. Layla would like this intersection, he couldn't help but thinking as he walked a few streets to the small brick house that he and his mother lived in.

A/N: Yet again, sorry for such a short chapter. I was going to put in the next chapter along with this one, but then I thought that it might be a bit much to handle, with Tru explaining herself and all.

Stranded, thank you for your review. Thanks for the compliments on my story and my writing style. I hope you are as pleased with this chapter as you were with the others. And yes, I do watch Mutant X. That was where I got the idea for the powers of Cattie, Adam, and Tru.