Hi everyone! I hope you are all having a nice day and enjoy this chapter, Warning: story contains BoyxBoy (don't like, then don't read), swearing, scenes of extreme violence and ratings may be turned up at a later time.

You know those films where you see the main character flying through the air. They're all happy and flying through the cloud cover as though they don't have a care in the world? Like it's all magical and this is the best thing that ever happened to them?

Well the reality of it is somewhat quite different!

Instead of cloud cover, you're flying through thick particles of ice which are trying to attach to ever free spot of your skin, trying to make you numb and go crashing to the world beneath. The air fought just as much as you did to keep going through it. "C-Christopher!" I whispered, burying my head into his chest, trying to find some way of sheltering myself against the intense and numbing cold.

I was greateful when I felt ourselves beginning to drop slightly bellow the cloud cover and into the rush of moonlight looking at the dark world of spots beneath us. "Reach out." He whispered in my ear and I frowned slightly wondering what he meant.

But then he wrapped his thick tail around me and lowered me even further so I was flailing slightly in the air. My own tail wrapping around his as my body reacted without my will. "Don't worry! I got you!" He called.
"CHRISTOPHER! PULL!"

I curled my fist.

"ME!"

Something in my body began to burn.

"UP!"

I threw out my hands and screamed as a large wave of water exploded up towards us and hit us both in the face before we went crashing into the freezing temperature bellow us. "D-D-Damn it!" I shouted as I broke the surface and spotted him not that far away, spluttering water as he sat down on the surface. "What the hell was that about!" I screamed as I kicked against the water more viciously. The temperature was growing colder and colder by the second. The longer I stayed here, the more I was at risk of hypothermia. I had to get out quickly! I needed to stop questioning why my friends could fly or had a freaking tail... and had to accept at that moment they were my way of getting out of this problem!

Christopher rolled his eyes. "I had planned for you to have some big movie moment where you reached out and touched the water, like you were touching the sky, but I guess you ruined that when you blasted us!"
"YOU'RE BLAMING ME FOR THIS!" I bellowed and felt something inside myself burning again.
"Yeah." He said simply and shrugged.

I couldn't see the growing smug grin on his face as he sensed what was going on inside of me.

"Enough coddling you now. You knew more than you was telling us, now you are going to get yourself out of this situation and fly with the rest of us. No more, holding your hand like a little child! Sink. Or. Swim. It seems rather appropriate right now." He decided.
"Jamie!" Gohan called, but the moment he turned towards us, I saw a purple light begin to burn in the pits of Christopher's eyes before he aimed his hand, like it was the biggest threat he could give. "What the hell do you think you're doing with him!"
"He's got to learn the hard way." Christopher stated calmly.

All the while I could feel my body temperature dropping more and more. My kicking in the water was becoming weaker and my breathing was stuttering painfully. My body hurt. It felt as though Gohan had threw me through that wall all over again and now I was back where I had simply been a few hours ago. Laying on the floor feeling as though I was dying. "HE HAS NO EXPERIENCE TO GO BY!"
"It's in his blood." Jonathan stated.

Oh Johnny... not you too. I thought as my last hope for someone being able to get me out of here was gone.

I was going to freeze to bloody death here!

This was absolute madness-

"Well then again... what were we really going to expect from him, after all, he told us all about his past."

I paused in the water as suddenly the cold didn't matter.

Gohan looked at me as though all of a sudden I had become a loaded stick of dynamite. "Blizzard... I wouldn't do that." He advised, floating slightly backwards as he kept his gaze pointed directly on me, not leaving my face for a second as my hands trembled under the water. My grip becoming so tight that I felt my nails tremble.

But Christopher just rolled his eyes and looked back down at me as his purple eyes regarded me in a somewhat careful way, though they pierced through me as his words followed. "I mean, come on! Look what just happened then! No wonder he ran away in the first place! It took the three of us to have to save his little monkey ass! No wonder he ran away to a new school! He's a fucking coward!"
"Blizzard." Jonathan warned now as he saw something in my eyes which I myself didn't.

The waves which had been lapping against me but a few seconds before and trying to rip me back under the surface in a rip-tide to claim me to the bottomless depths, were now moving away from me as though all of a sudden I was a bomb dropped onto a town. It was strange but the anger inside of me was rising faster and faster as Christopher knew all the right buttons to push.

But the fact that Jonathan and Gohan were moving slightly closer to me as though to stop me had me confused.

"After all, he got his parents killed..."

My nails dug deeply into my palm and I felt blood burst free.

"But then again." He continued. Not noticing how Jonathan and Gohan were staring at me with wide eyes. Staring at me as though all of a sudden I had become the most dangerous and fearsome thing within a hundred miles. "They weren't even his oh so loving parents!"
"CHRISTOPHER!" I screamed.

He turned just in time as Green tainted my vision thickly.

It was as though all of a sudden, the world became tainted through a visor of emerald and my body exploded into the feeling of a whirl pool. Something finally having been set free and was lose around every inch of me, never being scared to stop.

The water blew away from me violently and my body hurtled through the air towards Christopher as I screamed out in pure rage.

Jonathan and Gohan moved forward to grab my arms but as I came towards them, something they must have seen inside of my eyes made them think otherwise about trying to lay a hand on me.

Christopher however just took it as his time to go as all of a sudden he was a missile of purple light blurring through the night landscape and sky above me. "COME BACK HERE YOU BASTARD!" I bellowed.

The air seemed to become still as my body began to pick up a higher and higher state into the speed.

It was like I was some anime character... kind of like in Naruto, when you would see the Ninja coated in their own Chakra. But this time, what ever was around me was a radiation of pure anger and hatred which I had no restraint on. I could feel the way it filled every inch of muscles and fibres inside my body, making me yearn and desperately want to fight it away. Break his neck! Smash him to pieces! BLOW HIM TO OBLIVION! My thoughts roared as I hurtled through cloud after cloud after the closely growing purple streak was coming ever so closer by each passing second.

I didn't even care about the fact I was flying or had this strange aura around me. I didn't give a crap I was probably moving faster than a speeding plain, or even that the cold of the air had suddenly become nothing more than a distant memory. The irate rage that was inside of me was too much to handle. I had to get back. I had to make him pay for saying that! I had to put him in his place! That's right! You're the stronger one! We can destroy him! Make him pay! He should never have spoken to you like that! TEACH HIM A LESSON!

Teach him a lesson! I nodded in agreement.

But as we finally came across land cover I watched Christopher become a still ball, sphere of purple. His eyes slightly wide as he watched the screaming torch of emerald which was me approach. Oh... I was going to enjoy this.

I had never had such a sick and twisted enjoyment of brutality rush through my veins like adrenaline.

It only intensified as in the last of the sixty seconds which it had taken us to blast across the depth of ocean to the next piece of landmass, I smashed into his crossed arms with my fist, pushing as much force as I could into the strike.

The sound of cracking bones in my knuckles was no surprise to me as I had created such a force and been forced to a stop by such a strong and unbreakable defence.

However the resulting shock wave from the impact began to tear away the ground beneath us as though a gale force wind had struck the cliffs of Dover.

"Hey! Jamie calm down!" Christopher shouted, but all he saw was my narrowed, raged eyes as the aura around me just blazed more harshly.

I twisted my body in the air and brought my leg up to connect with his face but he was just faster. His grip tightened around my ankle tightly till it felt as though he was going to snap the bones. "You need to calm down! This isn't you!" He shouted as loudly as he could in some attempt to try and break through to my conscious beneath the irate fury.

My palm raised towards his face as I felt the feeling and whirlpool inside of me come more into a uncontrolled tempest. The aura blurred from my body into a misshaped light of my hand. The deep emerald colour had a centre of pitch black as it was trying against my will to break free from the sphere it was making it's way into. "J-Jamie?!" Christopher looked between me and the sphere as more light leached from over my body into the ball. His eyes widened with every passing nanosecond as my eyes just bore more hate. "Jamie! This isn't funny!"
Teach him a lesson as to why he shouldn't fuck with us.
"JAMIE!" Three sets of voices screamed out to me.

The sphere began to buckle and intensify as it was ready to explode.

Two pairs of hands latched around my wrist and threw me back.

The levitated sphere flew from my clasped grasp and went sailing into the ocean, tainting the colour of the sea slowly as a bright golden light expanded beneath the waves.

Before the underwater explosion sent a wall of water rising high above the cloud cover and raining down above us as I was slid into a crouch on the floor. My body was going by all reaction of instincts, going by automatic as I watched Jonathan and Gohan take a stance in front of Chris defensively. "Jamie, you have to calm down... you're going to get someone hurt!" He watched the fragments of cliff still falling away into the now storming waves beneath us.

I slumped forward and panted for breath as my body finally gave out to exhaustion. W-What the hell was that. I thought as the last minute replayed over and over in my head. My breathing became rapid as complete exhaustion over took me. It felt like I had just poured every ounce of my soul and body into what ever the hell that sphere had been. "G-Gohan." I gasped, till I felt a comforting hand on my back and a quiet purring come from beneath me.
"There you go. It's okay."
"What the hell was that." I whispered, turning my head up slowly to meet his dark gaze.

He was still the same geeky, kind faced boy that I had met at the beginning of the year when I had snuck into the boarding school and enrolled onto one of the courses.

He patted my back and gently rubbed my spine as he gave that soft smile. "Hey, don't worry. We will be able to sort it out."

I slowly turned my head to look at Christopher who was rubbing the bleeding gash in his arms where I made that first punch. Jonathan seemed all too eager in looking over the side of the cliff, examining the extent of the damage now that I had calmed down. "When he has had some training... Oh I can't wait to see the chaos that he will cause against your father and grand father quarter monkey." He laughed.
"That's if he follows you morons." Gohan turned, for the first time showing and angry spark in his eyes as he glowered through Jonathan.

Me however?

I simply passed out and slumped forward in Gohan's arms as they started bickering.

-A couple of days later (third person)-

The slow sun began to rise and split past the cold breaking cloud covered expanse above, which had dotted out the stars over night. The lightning and thunder had fallen away and been lost to the distance breaking storm. The flakes of snow had begun to fall a lot more viciously now that it was coming even closer towards the end of the term and during the season but again, with the mornings heat had been blasted away without any complete mercy.

James sat up bolt right as his scream shook the house hold. He could feel his vocal chords stretching out through the building, making the walls almost rattle and fill with cracks. The sheer resonate pitch was like a sledge hammer which desired to course through them. He kicked violently with as much force as he could muster with both of his exhausted legs to get his constricting quilts away. He didn't want anything on him. It felt like the quilt had become some kind of constricted cobra around his body.

Not again. He thought as tears began to stream down his cheeks. His hands clamped over them as his breath seemed to stutter. His heart was a flutter with uncontrolled panic which the nightmare had stabbed into him. The boy thought as he ran a hand through his damp and shaggy locks of silky hair only to collapse back against his bed as he passed out again.

Hang on...

He sat up slowly as he looked at his hair.

For a second there... it had looked like.

James shook his head staring at the ink black colour, trying to reassure himself that he hadn't actually just serious thought he was seeing his hair as blond. I'm going fucking mad. He thought before sighing and going back to his dreams.

For a couple of hours, that's how he remained. In and out of conciousness. Fighting for dominance out of his haunting nightmares. The medication which regulated his personality disorder which he had kept secret from all those except the two who had been his parents... but now it was fighting to get out of his systems as he sweated it out.

He groaned as sunlight flooded over my eyes lids. The pain in his head was worse than the time he had sneaked his way into the chemical lab, inside the main educational building and created an artificial vodka... That had been one real hell of a night.

It had been the night that he had kissed Gohan drunkenly... but that was a story for another time. Thankfully and most of all though, it was a night which Gohan didn't remember... but he remembered the hang over. Both of them found it quite hard to forget about the entire experience.

It went a lot of something like how he was feeling now! Though back then, it was still as though he was a completely different person. He had been going through his rioting phase. Shouting to his mother about how much he hated the others in his old school. How they should all take their beakers and cut themselves on the shards of their broken glass before jumping from the highest part of the fence and smashing against the ground... After the head of his school had heard about that, he had almost been forced into being expelled and home-schooled. Before Kenny's mother had got him shoved onto anti-depressants by the medical office and given him the right medication for his split personality disorder.

But the main point was.

This was worse than a freaking hang over!

He turned over and felt a cold hand press onto the side of his face as it dripped almost frozen droplets of water onto what felt like his steaming skin. The fingers moved fallen locks of hair out of his, pink tinged, fluttering eyes as the silhouetted room became evident around him. The sun came through the curtains casting an almost sunrise glow colour around the normally winter white room. "Hey there." A familiar voice sounded as the cold caress moved into the clumps of his hair. Breaking them apart and undoing the small knots which had begun to form. "How are you feeling?"

"Ugh..." He growled with a zombie moan into his pillow. Trying to push his head further into the soft material to block out the sunlight as Gohan opened the curtains and let the cold breeze wash over him further.
"Right, enough of a lay in. Get up. After that show of what is going on inside of you. I guess it's time for a few answers and for you to get your ass into gear and train."
"Ugh!" James growled more coldly as he kept his head low.
"I guess I will just have to eat all these pancakes by myself." He said casually.

James' head shot up at that as he looked through half lidded eyes at the plate Gohan was carrying on a tray with fresh orange juice. "You made them?" James asked cautiously.

The other dark haired boy just smiled watching how James was becoming more and more caught in the allure. "That's right." He nodded and took a seat on the bed next to his best friend. "So eat up, you're going to need it." Gohan smiled and gently reached out. Subconsciously not realising how he was stroking his hand through the other boy's hair affectionately.

For a couple of minutes they ate together quietly, before James looked up and whispered. "So... not human then." James said quietly.

From the look in his eyes, Gohan could see the way he was thinking about how he had attacked Blizzard... or as he liked to use his disguised name; Christopher. "Uh... there's just no easy way to say it." Gohan shook his head. "But pretty much yeah."
"So what... I come from a race of aliens who are disco fans?" He joked and both began to laugh lightly.
"We." Gohan corrected with a smile. "We come from a race called Saiyans."
"What about Chris-"
"Blizzard." Gohan stated. He had enough of that bastard evil creature using the name of a dead boy who now was nothing more than a shell of skin for that creep to hide in.
"Okay." James said quietly. "Is Blizzard a Sayain?"
"Anything but. I'm just surprised that no one ever told you sooner-"

The statement died in his throat as he remembered how James' father had tried to tell him.

The same day James' adopted parents had been massacred.

"So. What was that thing I did last night... How come I've got a freaking monkey tail." James looked over as he finally noticed that his tail had wrapped around Gohan's wrist. "Oh sorry." He blushed, watching it uncurl before lowering his gaze. "What the hell is a Sayain?"
"Which one of those questions should I answer first?" Gohan grinned watching how James paused for a while to think of which weighed up to be the most important in his head.
"Why have I got a tail and you haven't."
"I had mine cut off." Gohan shrugged. "Let's just say... we're kind of like werewolves."
"What?" James laughed. "On the full moon we turn into giant rampaging apes?" He fell back laughing.

After a minute his laughter slowed down as he looked up to see Gohan's deadly still face.

"Oh you're kidding me." James groaned and fell back on his pillow shaking his head. "Okay. So under the full moon we turn into giant freaking apes. What about that thing I did last night then? And how come it was like... it was as though I was someone else while I was doing it?"
"Well, only if you look up at the moon." Gohan corrected him first before holding out the glass of orange juice. "You see, inside you, you have a natural ability to manipulate and control your chi and energy channels. Unlike humans, you have a hell of a lot more, since your Sayain blood is stronger, so should you be, because a we come from a race of warriors. Simply. You're born wanting to fight. The only reason you haven't been kicking the crap out of people so far are probably those sedatives. The other night?" Gohan smiled slightly as he watched James' avoid his gaze completely. "That was the real you coming through."
"Okay... so I come from a race of warriors which have monkey tails and turn into giant apes under the full moon if we look at it. I can use my 'chi' and 'energy' to make things explode... and I can fly?"

James paused letting that sink in.

Finally something clicked in his head. "Why do you, Chris-Blizzard." He corrected himself quickly after noticing the look Gohan shot him. "And Johnathan, keep arguing about me?"

For a long moment Gohan paused as he stared out the window.

"We just have two different ideas about how you should train with your power is all... speaking of which."

James jumped slightly and stared wide eye when Gohan threw him a short leg, emerald green one piece which he would step into and some matching black boots which felt as though they were filled with heavy bricks. "D-Damn Gohan! How am I supposed to walk in these!"
"Hey, I never said training would be easy." He laughed. "Now put that on. Or... you can just come outside in your birthday suit." Gohan smirked and James pulled the blanket closer around himself. "Training suit it is." He nodded. "Now be outside in five, or I'll send Jonathan in to get you."
"You're no fun." James pouted with a sigh as he began to imagine the long day ahead of him.