The tale of Emma Light-Magic Horrorson
By Xx Magenta xX
((A/N: I got this idea from watching a horror movie marathon on the Sci-Fi channel on Friday. Any and all apologies go to George Lucas, for butchering the name 'Industrial Light and Magic' to make Emma's mother's name. Apologies also go to the writer of Amityville Horror, because I butchered that name to make Emma's Father's name. Also on a quick note, Pumpkinhead IS scary looking (look him up), and Emma cannot and will not be Mary-Sewage. The definition of a Mary Sue is a character that is just like a canon character, in the case of DCverse fan fiction has the same powers, and on-sight falls in love with the canon that he or she is most like. Emma is nothing like that. Another thing, this story picks up right after Homecoming. Any and all creative liberties I take are my own imagination.))
Chapter 1
For one Warren Peace was confused. And not just the 'Ok, left or right at Albuquerque' confused, he was CORN-fuzed. A new girl was sitting at HIS table. She was in a red souvenir tee from Kauai, light blue jeans with a couple rips in them, and the ends of her pants were tucked into ratty purple Ugg boots. She had a Trigun sweatband on her right wrist along with a silver bracelet with a key on it and a purple mini-watch on her pinkie. On her left arm was a ceiling fan pull cord with a pen spring and a piece of gold foil on it looped around her wrist four times, a steel bracelet from Hot Topic with Jack Skellington's head on it, an oversized green glass bead braceletand a simple watch with a brown leather band. She was eating the school lunches with a nonchalant face hidden behind mud brown hair with golden blonde and dark red streaks in it. Next to her was a simple black backpack that looked like it weighed two tons, and a separate orange binder that looked more like a defaced briefcase. It had movie quotes, philosophy and hastily drawn skate logos all over it. Warren walked over and sat down, just staring at the girl. She looked up, and raised one eyebrow in a passable Mr. Spock impression.
"What do you think you're doing?" They both asked each other, and the girl sneered.
"It's called sitting, freak. Now go do it somewhere else." The girl snapped at Warren, before going back to her food.
"You leave. This is MY table." Said Warren, crossing both arms and laying them on the table. The girl looked back up again, this time both eyebrows knitted together.
"Quick question. Are you always this stupid, or are you just slow because it's Tuesday?" She asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Warren growled, but quieted down as Leila, Will, Zach, Ethan and Magenta all sat down around him and the new girl.
"Hi! I'm Leila! The boy next to me is Will, Zach is on your left, Magenta your right. Across from her is Ethan, and I believe you've already met Warren-" Leila started, but she was cut off by the girl.
"Worthington the third? Because, if he is, where are the wings?" The girl asked. Warren raised both eyebrows at the reference to one of the greater super teams on the planet, but shrugged.
"No, I'm not Archangel. I'm Warren Peace." Said Warren, and the girl laughed. Well, more like snorted with jerky breaths between snorts that sounded like laughing.
"Ok Count Tolstoy, any chance of leaving and taking your friends with you? I don't like company." The girl ground out, spearing the last crouton in her salad with her fork so hard that it punctured the Styrofoam plate under it.
"Oh! Are you a Flame Thrower like Warren? Or a Rock Thrower?" Leila asked, finally seeing the streaks in the girl's hair.
"Excuse me? I didn't give you the proper clearance to ask about my powers." The girl snorted. "Besides, who's ever heard of 'Flame Thrower' being a power? Or 'Rock Thrower'? The proper terms are Pyrokinetic and Geokinetic."
"Oh. Well then… Permission to speak freely about your powers, Captain?" Leila asked jokingly in a passable Commander Riker imitation.
"Permission granted." The girl replied in a seemingly rehearsed Captain Picard voice. "However, don't stereotype me by my hair. You have red hair, does that mean you're a Pyrokinetic? No. Judging by all the green you're wearing you're Arboreokinetic. Besides, the highlights aren't even real."
"Really? Hey, I never caught your name." Said Will, holding out a hand as if in a friendly gesture.
"Emma Light-Magic Horrorson." The girl replied, looking at the hand distastefully and getting wide-eyed stares from Ethan and Zach.
"Dude, that means your mom is Inda Streal Light-Magic!" Said Zach. "The coolest superhero on the face of the planet! Can she really create CGI characters from movies?"
"Yeah, your point?" Emma asked. Zach shrugged, and Ethan poked her shoulder.
"Does that mean that your dad is Amistir Horrorson? He can make people's nightmares come true!" Said Ethan. Emma nodded solemnly, yanking her fork out of her plate and crunching on her last crouton.
"So, what's your power?" Magenta asked around a mouthful of sidekick sandwich.
"I can create and control movie monsters that I've seen in movies before. Now all of you, LEAVE! I have had enough of the talky!" Emma yelled, slamming both fists down on the table. "DON'T make me call Pumpkinhead on you."
"Holy shit! Going!" Warren nearly yelled, picking up his stuff and bolting. Magenta grabbed her stuff and ran too, along with Ethan.
"What's with them?" Will asked Zach. The tall blonde boy shrugged.
"They elected to watch 'Pumpkinhead' and 'Pumpkinhead Two: Blood Wings' last night at the back-to-school film fest. You two weren't there. I sat at home and watched 'The Fog' on Sci-Fi. And not the new one with Tom whatsisname, the old seventies version." Said Zach, giving an involuntary shudder. Emma smirked.
"Then, will you leave if I call up The Fog and all six mummies?" Emma asked, and Zach squeaked in fright. He quickly got up and migrated to the table Warren, Magenta and Ethan had gone to.
"You can't scare us. The scariest movie I ever watched was some Barney special." Said Leila, and Will nodded.
"I watched it with her." Said Will, shuddering and then making a motion like he was going to throw up.
"Then it will please you to know that my powers apply to a list of what I think are movie monsters." Said Emma, and she clenched one fist in front of the couple across from her. When she opened it, a small purple and green dinosaur was dancing and singing 'I love you' on her palm. "And I just happen to think that Barney is a pedophile. Now shoo before I make this thing bigger."
And with that, Leila and Will grabbed their things and migrated over to their old table with the others. As soon as the offenders were gone, Emma pulled out a rather large book bound in black duct tape and flipped it open. At the new table Will turned to Warren.
"She's a weird one, alright." Said Will, watching as Emma rolled her eyes, snapped her duct taped book shut and smashed the tiny Barney she had created into a purple and green smear.
"I second the notion. It was like she read our minds when she threatned Pumpkinhead on us." Said Warren, looking over at Emma. Now she was scratching at an itch on the back of her neck, then she inspected her fingernails and flicked something at the boy at the next table over. Whatever she flicked landed in his hair, and Emma threw her arms up in the air and mouthed 'YESSSSS!'.
"Definitely." The rest of the table said in unison, as Emma simply opened her duct taped book and began to read again.
"Definitely vhat?" Someone asked, sitting down next to Ethan. He had semi-long shaggy blue hair with a complexion that didn't quite match his hair. He had on a red long-sleeved shirt, baggy brown pants and brown etnies, and over his shirt he had a brown sleeveless vest that was open in the front. The kid kept his fingers divided to make three large fingers, and something invisible kept playing with his fork. He had on a square black watch that kept beeping as well.
"Dude, your watch is out of juice." Said Zach, pointing to the black watch.
"No, it's just telling me zat, oh vait, it is out of juice." Said the guy, looking at his watch. Emma looked over as the boy's fork began to float, and then was flung at her and imbedded in the side of her book.
"Holy shit! Kurt! Your fuckin' tail tried to fuckin' kill me fuckin' again!" Emma yelled, pulling the offending eating utensil out of the side of her book. Most of the people around her began to snicker at her overuse of the word 'Fuckin''. Kurt turned around as Emma got up and walked over, and grabbed seemingly thin air with one hand.
"Emma! Let go of my tail! It doesn't know better!" Kurt whined, grabbing the seemingly thin air away from Emma and knocking his drink over in the process. The cup of water splashed on the blue-haired boy's watch, and it began to emit green sparks. A blue tail with a spaded end appeared in Kurt's hand, and Emma laughed.
"Nice one elf. See ya'll later." Said Emma, walking back over to her stuff. She shoved her mutilated duct-taped book into her backpack, picked up her binder and swung her backpack over her shoulder. Kurt got up and quickly disappeared in a puff of brimstone smelling smoke and a -BAMF- sound.
"Was that…?" Will trailed off, not quite sure what to say.
"Nah." They all replied in unison.