The next day was…well it was…odd. But what do you expect when you nearly destroy an entire city block. Nikal got up that morning like he would normally, he felt as if the events of yesterday had been a dream; his theory was dashed when he looked down to see he was wearing the fusion garb, he felt rejuvenated, as if he had slept for days, but he did feel sore from the previous day. He got up out of bed and started to get dressed, the moment he took off the sweat covered vest it disappeared. This gave him an idea; he quickly started to power up, light surrounding him, when it died down, he was wearing a brand new vest, perfectly cleaned and free of wrinkles.
Hmm…that's interesting, I'll have to test what I can do.
Nikal spent the next 15 minutes taking different fighting stances, trying to find one that fit him, in the end he settled on one wear he had his left hand curled into his side, fingers stretched out in a flat palm for a jab, while his other hand was bent around him, holding up a guard for his head, and ready to deliver a chop if necessary. He turned to inspect the stance in the mirror, only to stop once he saw himself, he hadn't noticed before, but he was much taller, he could pass as a 15 year old if he wanted. He was also…how would you say…buffer, yeah that sounds about right, he had been bulked up significantly by the transformation, causing him to have the appearance of a body builder, though he wasn't too bulky, he reached a good middle ground (similar to how vegeta doesn't look too bulky, he has a bit of muscle on him, but it isn't ridiculous). One of the major differences of course was the fact that he no longer had the horns and spikes Icejins are known for, his head had smoothed off, leaving a glistening white gem. He looked at himself for a moment, wondering if it was even him, it felt very different, as if he was learning how to walk again for the first time though, he honestly felt more at home in this body than before, he then, his curiosity filled for now, headed downstairs.
He must have overslept, for by the time that he reached the kitchen it was already 7:30. Celestin saw him.
"Good morning honey, are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine, mother."
"Well, that's good; maybe you will feel even better after my famous pancakes." Said Taalon from across the room. This made Nikal smile; it seemed that everything had gone back to normal, well, except for the fact that he was dressed in a vest and baggy white pants, but other than that, pretty normal. He sat down at the table and started to eat, they all sat there quietly for about 5 minutes before Nikal spoke. "I was thinking about wearing the fusion clothes to school today, you know, to show the class." Taalon and Celestin looked to each other, somewhat nervous. Taalon spoke.
"Nikal…we aren't sure that is the best idea for you to go back to school just yet."
"What…what do you mean?"
"Well, look at what happened yesterday, if you lose your temper again, who knows what could happen, besides, everyone is probably scared of you now; it wouldn't surprise me if they stayed away from you now."
Nikal didn't speak; he just looked at the ground, thinking about what his father said. He hadn't really thought about what the consequences of yesterday might be; honestly he was amazed that he wasn't in shackles, but he didn't have a problem with that as much as he did the fact that he had probably just alienated all of his friends, he sat there realizing the amount of trouble he was in before looking up and saying. "Alright, father."
"Thank you son, now, I have to go, so don't leave the house for until I get home okay, I don't want the neighbors to freak out." And with that, he said goodbye and left. Nikal then got up and went upstairs. Once there, he sat on his bed and started thinking over what Taalon had said.
Would they really all be scared of me? This only happened because of…Polaris.
The very thought of him made Nikal's blood boil over, he had caused all of this to happen, he basically ruined Nikal's life (well, that might be an exaggeration, but you have to remember that he is 11). Nikal started to feel his power rise, rage building, he could feel the fusion starting to feed into his strength, then, realizing what he was doing, he powered down. He looked around, the room was a mess, papers strewn everywhere, if he had continued he probably would have blown the door down, Celestin walked in. "Nikal, what the hell was that?"
"Sorry, I just…I just was testing my strength, I didn't mean to do all this." he lied.
Celestin looked at him, somewhat displeased; she sat down next to him. "Look, I know you are upset, but we just don't know how strong you are going to get, and you could end up hurting someone."
"But, I can control it, I swear, it's only when I think about Polaris that this happens."
"Well then, don't…look; if you can keep this held down, then you can go."
Nikal's face lit up. "Really?"
"Yes, but hurry up or else you will be late."
With that, Nikal vanished, and then he reappeared, all of his school things gathered. "Okay, see you mother." With that, he left.
By the time he arrived at his school, the school yard was already filled, not many students could fly, so it would always draw a crowd when someone comes soaring down to the ground, this did not help Nikal with the whole "avoid attention" thing, seeing how he had blown a city block to bits the previous day. When he landed, people were already surrounding him, asking questions and in some cases demanding answers. He was trying to shoo them away when he saw Chris coming (wait…isn't Chris just a normal name?), Chris was the reporter for the newspaper of the school, and would get into the privacy of anyone if he thought it would be an interesting story, so watching as he walked over, Nikal prepared for the worst.
"Hello there Nikal, would you mind if I ask you some questions?"
"You know Chris, I don't think you even knew my name until yesterday, so that kind of gives off the impression that you only care about interrogating me."
"Yes, well, that's very interesting but, I still need to ask you some questions."
"Sigh…fine, what do you want to ask?"
"Well, is it true that you were fused together at birth, like some kind of blend." Someone in the back piped up. "Of course not, that's ridiculous, who's ever heard of a person being mixed with someone else."
"Actually, Chris is right about that, I am technically a fusion of my two brothers, though for some reason I can't defuse, so they don't really have any memories, it's just me."
Everyone looked at Nikal, some were confused, some were scared, and a lot of them were watching him with contempt, but what else was new. Nikal turned back to Chris, who was hastily writing something down. "Is there anything else you need to ask?"
"Uh…yes there is, what exactly are you wearing for one?"
"Oh, this, this is the Metamorean fusion garb, it is a byproduct of the fusion, I haven't really had it for long so I can't tell you much else about it though."
"Okay, next question, we all saw what happened yesterday, so we must ask, how did you get so strong? Was it some sort of experiment, or perhaps you have found a new training method?"
"Well, hate to break it to you but, I haven't done anything different, the fusion is just that strong and I just haven't ever tapped into it before, if you want to reach this level, I can't really tell you how, sorry." Nikal reached into his bag and started to drink from a bottle as Chris continued.
"Alright, thank you Nikal, one more question. Is it true that yesterday you were trying to protect your girlfriend from some local street thugs th-." Nikal unloaded the entire bottle in one massive spit take, drenching Chris. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?"
"I…I was asking if you were trying to protect your girlfriend from-."
"WHO TOLD YOU I HAD A GIRLFRIEND?!"
"It…it's been going around the school that you had a girl you were dating, didn't you know?"
"Obviously f**king not, who started that, I'm going to go teach them a lesson."
"Um…I don't know, why?" he stepped back as Nikal started to become surrounded with a glowing white aura, his mind formulating a theory.
"WHERE…IS…HE?"
"I…I'm don't know who you're talking about, but most of the students get their dirt from the courtyard, please don't kill me."
Nikal powered down, everyone who was still there was standing about 15 feet away from him, trying to gain as much distance as possible in case Nikal blew another fuse, he knelt down to Chris, who had been knocked over by the blast, and he offered a hand up.
"Thanks, sorry about the whole light show there, I just am tired of people causing trouble for me."
"Uh…your…your welcome, I think that is all the questions I have for you, I'll be leaving now." And with that, he walked away, somewhat startled but otherwise unharmed. Nikal then started to rise into the air, and flew over to the courtyard.
He looked around as he landed, he was looking for Polaris, he seemed like the logical candidate, after all, he hated Nikal, he was there at the parade, and he also knew that Nikal and Corvin had a close friendship, so it would be a pretty simple plan to create a rumor like this. Nikal was walking through as people stared at him, not sure whether to run or watch, of course, the moment that he looked their way they looked in the other direction, trying to draw as little attention to them as possible.
"Hey, Nikal!" Nikal turned. Corvin came running up to him before hugging him, which was awkward, at least for Nikal.
"I heard you weren't allowed to come to school anymore."
"Well, my mother said that I could come as long as I don't destroy anything…could you please let go of me?"
"Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention." She said backed out of Nikal's personal space. "But anyway, are you okay? I hadn't heard anything."
"I'm fine; I actually am feeling better than I have in a while…oh, while I'm thinking about it, did you hear any rumors about me yet?"
"Well, other than the obvious ones, like you being a freak or experiment, not really. Why do you ask?"
"I just have heard some weird stuff today, like I heard one where someone said I was protecting my girlfriend at the parade, how ridiculous is that?"
"Who said that?"
"I have no idea, I just heard it from Chris and he said it's been going around the school. I don't understand who could have come up with it, I mean, I was thinking Polaris seeing how he was at the parade but, I would figure that he would be smarter than that."
Corvin was being silent; she just looked at Nikal with a puzzled look, as if trying to discern something from him.
"Uh…Corvin…what are you looking at?" she looked up at him.
"I was just thinking…who IS your girlfriend?"
"I…what?"
"I said, who is your girlfriend, really, I'm curious." Nikal looked at her confused.
Why is she asking? Shouldn't she know that I don't have one, I mean, we've been friends for long enough for her to know that. So, why is she asking?
They stood there looking at each other, neither one speaking, finally someone broke the silence.
"Well isn't this nice, seriously, you guys deserve each other, go on, kiss or something." Said Polaris.
Sorry this chapter took so long to come out, the problem was that I had the majority of the first 4 chapters already written before I posted them, I had to write this entire chapter before publishing, so it will probably take a little longer for chapters to come out, but I have chapter six partially written so maybe that will be coming out soon, also, Polaris really is a prick isn't he, it is kind of ridiculous that he hasn't learned his lesson yet though. thank you for the support, also, while i'm thinking about it, the story isn't about Nikal and Corvin, it's about Nikal...and someone who we haven't met yet, but until we see her, you guys can just theorize, until next time, see ya guys.
