Homecoming. Warren hated that name for a dance. What did it mean? That they were coming home? He didn't think of Sky High as his home. He glanced over at his friends. The human firefly and the human guinea pig were currently dancing, and arguing by the looks of it. Dancing badly, Warren noted. He glanced over at Will and Layla. The two slow dancing, although the music was fast. Her head rested on his shoulder. Remembering the fact that Tru and he had decided to go together, he looked around for the girl of light. He couldn't help but smile as he thought that. Only now did it occur to him that the two both had powers of warmth.
"What's so funny?" a soothing voice said from behind Warren. He turned around, knowing whom it was. But he did a double take. There was only one word that crossed Warren's mind when he saw Tru, 'beautiful'. Her black hair was perched atop of her head with several loose curls on each side of her face. She looked happier than she usually did, which surprised Warren a lot. But nothing surprised him more than her dress.
Warren had expected Tru to wear her signature black color. But she was wearing an ice blue princess style dress. The dress had thin straps that clinged to her skin, but because of the light color of her dress, Tru looked tan. As Warren looked closer, he had a feeling she had used some type of tanning. Before he could say anything, she had put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him out onto the dance floor. She looked up at him with her mysterious gray eyes, "good evening, Warren."
He just looked at her and shook his head, "why are you dressed like this?" She just smiled coyly until he put his hands on her waist to still her. "Tru, please be truthful." He waited for her answer, ignoring as Will and Layla said good evening to them, Tru didn't though. Since the paintball game, she and Layla had become friends. Warren had a feeling it was because she and Layla had beaten the team of Warren and Will. Magenta too had been on their team, but she had been kissing Zach most of the time, so nobody had counted the two of them as players. Ethan had been the referee.
Layla was once again in a green dress, but this one was a bit less hippie-ish and more feminine than the one she had worn at the disastrous Homecoming so many weeks ago. Will was actually wearing a tuxedo, and not some of his usual clothes. Of course, he had expected to go to this one, not decided to show up when he realized that Royal Pain was going to crash the party.
Tru lowered her eyes to the ground she then looked up at him. "Can't a girl dress up?" she asked. She received a mock glare from the boy who was holding onto her. "Fine," she said. "I don't know how to say this but the last few weeks I just-" And she didn't say anything else, as Warren had kissed her. And it wasn't a small kiss like their last and only one had been. It was a long slow kiss, a long slow French kiss. When the two pulled back, Warren said only one thing. "A kiss is worth a thousand words." Tru rolled her gray eyes at his change of words.
"I think I fell in love with you when you saved my life. My knight in shining fire," Tru said as she swayed to the music. It was Warren's turn to roll his eyes. She laughed and continued to speak. "But my life was really messed up, and still is. That was why when you kissed me I became a bit guarded. But I didn't want to stop being your friend. I just didn't know what to do. But I decided I needed to tell you tonight."
"You don't need to explain yourself to me," Warren said.
"Hey look everyone!" Tru and Warren looked up as they heard Bryan Gray yelling, "The magnificent fireball and the invisible girl are dating. I wonder, is that how come it's so warm in here? Or is it because some old friends are back?" Everyone looked between him and Tru and Warren, with questioning glances. Nobody understood what the last part meant. And then Bryan shot a stream of darkness at Tru, knocking her dead to the ground. Warren quickly fell to her side and felt for a pulse. He felt one, but just barely.
This time, unlike at that fateful Save the Citizen match, Principle Powers happened to be in the room. The woman rushed over to the girl. She picked her up and quickly turned to Warren, "tell anyone who needs to know that I am taking her to the hospital. Please inform her parents for us." And before Warren could say he had no idea how to contact her parents, Powers and Tru had turned into a ball of light and flew out of the room.
"Thank you for getting them both out of the way," a deep voice behind Bryan said as a shadow fell over the room. "Yes," a higher voice said. "That was very helpful." And from out behind Bryan, out stepped Royal Pain, Gwen, and a dark haired older man. Most of the people in the room had no idea whom he was. But Warren Peace did. The man looked toward the brunette and frowned. "Your mother let you dye some of your hair red? The look is disgusting on you," Baron Battle said to his son with a look of disgust.
Everyone looked between Warren and his father, stunned. The people in the room, who were stunned, included Warren himself. All this time, he had come to hate his father for becoming evil and although he knew it was a possibility he'd go to jail, he still became a villain and ended up leaving Warren and his mother alone. All the times he had thought of meeting his father, Warren had planned on seeing him behind bars, and him telling his father what life was like outside of them. It being horrible because he left them. But tonight, he hated his father more than ever before. Not because he had left Warren and his mother. But because Bryan had hurt Tru for Baron Battle.
"No need to respond," the Baron replied. "Me and Royal Pain here just decided to crash the party. We'll destroy all you good hero's later." And in a puff of smoke, Baron Battle, Bryan Gray, and Royal Pain disappeared. Nobody knew how. Neither Baron Battle nor Royal Pain had the ability to teleport. Everyone was confused. Everyone was looking around the room. Everyone was looking at Warren when they thought he wasn't looking. Everyone was talking about him. Will and Layla walked back to where Warren stood.
Will placed his hand on Warren's shoulder, but didn't say anything. Layla said all that needed to be said. "Will's going to take you to your house so that you can contact Tru's parents. And so that you can figure things out. Remember Warren, if you're dad tells you that he wants you to join him, remember, he was the one who left you. Not you him."
Warren said nothing as he and Will left the room. Will brought him to his house and he quickly told his mom that his father was back. She stopped doing what she had been doing, working on some figures for her job, she was an accountant, and then continued to count. She said nothing, but Warren could see the fear in her eyes as he left. He drove to Tru's house, hoping to find her parent's number. He found the number on the refrigerator and called it. An answering machine picked up and spoke in both French and English. Warren left a message, telling them that Tru was in the hospital and they should contact the school. He then went home and started to read. He needed to get his mind off of the nights events. But he couldn't block the picture of Tru out of his mind.
She had been so happy, as had he. But then Bryan had used the opposite of her power against her. He knew the blast wasn't so strong, he had felt the same blast once. But it did hurt. And he figured because of the opposite powers, it affected her more. He closed his eyes and saw her sprawled out on the floor; her arms limp by her sides. Her blue dress had a rip in it, up the side; Warren wasn't sure how it happened. Her hair had fallen out of her bun and framed her face. If he hadn't known better, she could have been sleeping. As he kept on thinking of that picture of Tru, he slowly drifted off to sleep.
He woke up when the sun was already high in the sky the next morning, as the phone rang. He picked up the phone to hear Layla's voice. It sounded as if she was upset. She said one sentence before she hung up. "Warren, Tru's dead."
A/N: I had planned from the beginning to end it this way. I know I'm evil. I have an idea for a sequel, but I'm about to start high school on Tuesday so I'm unsure if I'll have the time. If I get enough reviews asking for one, I'll post it whenever I can. I know how short the chapter is. But I couldn't figure how to make it longer without making it more chapters, and I know if I do that I'll never finish it. So this is it. Warren and Tru declared their love, Baron Battle and Gwen are back with the help of Bryan Gray, and Tru is dead…
