CHAPTER 10

Hi Dad

It was nice day and despite the fact Tempeste was happy, Warren was nervous about seeing his imprisoned Father.

"Good Morning, Lacien!" Tempeste had an understanding smile on her face. She knew this would be hard but it had to happen. Warren had a right to know the truth and to know his Father.

"I'd prefer you calling me Warren still. Okay?" He knew he sounded harsh but he couldn't help it.

"Fine. Coach called a few minutes ago and reluctantly excused us from class today. So we can go get this visit over before we have to go to work. Listen Warren I know how hard this is for you, and if you want you can be angry at me for making you go. But there are things you need to know and it is not my place to tell you." She was very close to Warren now and looking into his eyes. She lifted his chin a little to get a better look at his deep brown eyes. "He's not as bad as you've been made to believe. You should give him a chance, even if it's hard. I won't make you see him after today if it is not your will to do so. But I think you should know that he does love you very much." She stepped back giving him some room. He had never been too big on people invading his personal space.

"I know he loves me. Hell, my Mother reminds enough. And I know he loves her too, but that doesn't make the pain he's caused go away." His voice was cold, he had shut off.

"Fair enough. Your Mother visits him often still doesn't she?"

"Yes, every month."

"She's given him a chance, all I'm saying is maybe you should too." He would not reply and she knew it.

She marveled at how much he had changed yet stayed the same. He was stubborn like his Father. She prayed that she would be able to keep both Father and Son calm. She hoped that they would have the same weakness for her as they once had for her Mother.

"Can we go get this over now, please?" He knew he couldn't avoid his Father forever.

His best friend just came back into his life and as much as he wanted to smile and be happy, his pain kept him from doing so. He grabbed his coat, she followed suit. They left in silence. She pulled him into a closet, rather suddenly.

"What the Fuck?" He was clearly upset.

"Its faster if I teleport us there." She spoke calmly. She put her hand in his. "You're going to want to hold on."

"Fine." He let his scowl dissipate a little as he put his arm around her waist. She was just as warm as he was, and felt comforting.

They both felt a slight tingling sensation rising through their bodies as they traveled. They arrived in front of the prison in about 10 minutes. Warren tried getting used to feeling grounded again as Tempeste went over to the guard.

"Hi. I'm Daria Star here to see Barron Battle. This is his Son, Warren. Oh and we'd like it to be a private conversation." Warren was a tad surprised to hear how she spoke to the guard. After all he and his Mother had to stay in the waiting area during visits and it was far from private.

"Yes, of course. We'll set up a conference room for you immediately Ms. Star." The man went to work on arrangements and there were few tie-ups that were taken care of very quickly.

"How did you do that?"

"Mind manipulations." She said plainly.

"But people can't use their powers in here, it's like the detention room." He said quietly.

"He will have to learn not to underestimate me. I'm stronger than the others and I can use my powers here. It's mind over matter." She smiled as they were led to a conference room made of unbreakable glass. She saw he was chained. "Those aren't necessary, we're family." She said sweetly referring to the bonds. They were removed and the

guards left.

"My sweet girl. It's been so long and you bring my son. A miracle worker just like your Mother." He gave Tempeste a hug and went over to his son who was scowling from his seat at the table. "Hello, Warren. I might as well apologize for our little spat now, rather than wait. I am sorry, you know my temper." He shook his head wearily.

"It's fine." Warren would not look up.

"This place has had its wear on you Barron. You seem tired." Her voice was soft.

"Weak, I seem weak. My strength is absent it seems along with my powers."

"Speaking of which, that is why I was able to get Warren to come. You two have some things to talk about. Isn't that right?" She gave a look of disapproval. He should have told his son these things long ago.

"Ah, I knew there must be an alternative reason he was dragged here. How much does he know?"

"Very little. It is your duty to inform him of his heritage, not mine." She sat back in her chair this might take a while.

"Good." He smiled sarcasically. "Well I'm gathering he knows what you are."

"Yes, I know that she is a Elemental Star. What does this have to do with me?" Warren patience was wearing thin.

"Well…." Might as well be blunt. "You are a Fire Star. You too shall come into your powers very soon. Unfortunately I never reached full potential, but you my son will be very very very powerful. Just like my Father, though it is said you will be stronger than him." He was a proud parent all right. He knew his son would be a great man and it made him proud.

"Who exactly is my Grandfather?"

"Ferakai Mars is your Grandfather. Perhaps that school of yours has taught of him. He is a great man on my home planet of Natura. Or rather I should say he is a feared man. He was best friends with Darithian Star, who is quite well known through the worlds. Together they wrecked havoc for centuries. Yes, I said centuries. Once your powers come in full both of you will be immortal. Our two families have been friends for thousands of years. Each generation finding a true friend in the opposite family."

"So, generally my family has had a bad rep. for a while." Warren had a wry smile on his face. Now it was complete, his family tree was worse than anyone thought. "Weren't they known for like blowing up a planet?" He said recalling something from Hero History class.

"Very good. Yes, when they were coming into their powers. They learned the hard way that their tempers could do great terror, if it was directed at someone or something."

"A bad temper has always run in our families along with power." Tempeste chimed in laughing to herself. "Now do you see why you had to come here?"

"Yeah, I guess. Tempeste said something about Ferakai showing an interest in me. Why?"

"That one's simple. An Heir, not only to his power, but his money." Barron looked at his son realizing what his father could do to change him. He had messed the kid up badly enough as is. "If he comes to you and you have not come into your powers yet stay away from him. He is dangerous."

"Yes, I fear that both Darithian and Ferakai will show up very soon. Though I only fear that Ferakai will do something drastic. Darithian's temper has calmed through the years, unlike his friend. I sense danger approaching as well though its source is hard to locate." Tempeste spoke thoughtfully as well as carefully. Things were about to happen and she could practically taste her mortality.

"Yes, there has been a lot of rumors of late. You I see have the same gifts as your Mother. She could always tell when it was about to get bad. Warren you should listen to this one, be smarter than me in that aspect at least." His son smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Yes, I promise I will listen to her. It's almost time for us to go. We have to work tonight. We work at a club called the Wolf Moon."

"Both of us are entertainment as well. Your son is an excellent singer!" Tempeste nudged

Warren's arm playfully.

"I wish I could see you perform. Maybe you could tape it for me." Sadness tinged his voice.

"Nah, you can just catch the live show." Tempeste said casually as she headed to the door.

"What do you mean by that?" Warren and Barron spoke at the same time.

"Oh, you'll see. Come now Warren." She took his arm and teleported back home.