NOTE: I do not own anything which means characters or in general the movie, Sky High. But the plot for this story and the character, Kira Blake and other original characters, are copyrighted to me so please do not steal.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I might not update as much. Sorry, School and social life take up a lot of time.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Today was the first day Kira was to start her new lessons to control her powers. Of course she was scared, maybe even excited, but the overwhelming emotion of anger overpowered most of her other emotions. Lash had been fine, well at least what his tests result said, but he had been sleeping so much that it was practically impossible to have a single conversation with him.

Kira breathed in deeply and looked around and down the hallways. The morning bell, signaling the start of class, had rung a few minutes before which left only a few lingering students in the empty and hollow halls. Her fingers delicately grasped the metal handle. At the simple touch, her body shivered from the coldness, she once again took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The images that reached her line of sight left her in confusion. The room, which she expected to be like any ordinary classroom in the school, was not there instead the linoleum floor was replaced with old, rotten floorboards. The rows of desk had now disappeared leaving a dark and large space that was filled with tension. Kira slowly and hesitantly walked into the room. Her footsteps against the floor creaked to harmonize a soundtrack that stringed through her body, shaking it with fear.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" she called out.

Her voice echoed loudly in what appeared to be a large room. The glowing light from the open doorway was now disappearing as the door slammed shut causing Kira to jump slightly in the air. Goosebumps appeared on her arms as a shiver ran up and down her body. She could feel the prickle of salty tears sting her eyes, and her mind going into a panic mode at the sound of heavy breathing, that seemed to surround her in every direction.

"H-Hello?" she called again, her voice shaking violently.

"Kira Blake," a voice demanded behind her.

The hot breath of the caller was against her rosy cheek but Kira could not feel the presence of someone.

"Is a-anyone there?" Kira yelled out as she slowly backed up against the door, trying to find an escape.

Kira screamed out as the lights quickly flashed on leaving the room bright and clear. The room started to slowly unfold back to its original state which consisted of the rows of desks, a blackboard and the bright fluorescent lights that adorned the ceiling.

Kira started to breath heavily at the sight of the room unfolding before her eyes. She closed her eyes momentarily trying to calm herself and silently repeating mentally that she was indeed not going crazy. She reopened her eyes and once again let out a piercing scream that scorched her throat. Right before her were icy blue eyes that were so cold that she could feel a cold chill running up and down her body.

"W-Who are you?" she whispered.

She could have sworn she seen a cloud of hot breath before her face. The hooded person smiled, revealing a set of straight white teeth, before grasping his hood and pulling it down.

Kira's head cocked to the side and her heart began to race quickly. Her pulse beating widely that it could almost pierce through her fair skin.

"I'm Asher," the man whispered quietly, bowing slightly, "Your protector."

Kira's eyes narrowed and her arms immediately crossed over her chest in frustration. Though Kira's red stained cheeks reflected her attraction to her ,so called protector, she was angry at the fact that she was treated like such a child.

Asher smiled lightly, brighting up his fair complexion. He was no doubt handsome and young, probably the age of 21 in the eyes of Kira. He had a tall, and had a strong structure that was hidden behind a thin layer of black clothing, that suited him well.

"What exactly are you?" Kira questioned, backing away from Asher to sit at a nearby desk.

Asher's smile grew larger as he walked closer towards Kira. He grabbed a nearby stool and sat beside Kira.

"I'm an illusionist," he said simply as he fixed the black band on his arm, that reached from his wrist to his elbow..

"Illusionist? Hm, interesting," Kira said thoughtfully,eying Asher's constant fidgeting.

"You sure put on quite a show for me before. The screaming, the almost tears. I almost died laughing," Asher said smirking.

Kira's eyes narrowed again in anger. She didn't liked being mocked, especially someone she just met.

"You shouldn't always believe what you see. After all, trust can definitely be manipulated," Asher said learning towards Kira, causing the stool to scrap harshly against the titled floors.

"Is that a threat?" Kira snapped, definitely erasing any good thoughts about Asher.

Something was unsettling about him, that made Kira question why he was chosen to be her protector.

Asher shrugged and once again smiled," Not at all. Consider it a warning."

"Warning? I'm no child, I can look after myself," Kira exclaimed before stalking out of the room and down the hall.

"And so it begins," Asher whispered, fully knowing how everything was going to turn out.

Kira growled within her throat as she walked casually down the halls. She slammed her way into the girl's bathroom and into the last stall. Her eyes surveyed the graffiti that decorated the washroom door with disgust. Fuming with anger, and unusually sad Kira sat on top of the toilet seat and sighed lowly.

"I need you Lash," she whispered as she cradled her head in her knees.

And at the moment, she suddenly felt lost and completely alone.