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Summary: Warren is telling his life story. He's not too happy about it, if you can tell.
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My Dad murdered a senator, a supreme court judge's wife, a few innocent passersby and was well on his way to blowing up an international meeting at the United Nations Building in New York City before he was captured by the one and only Commander…and Jetstream. But I'm getting ahead of my self.
Oh I forgot… this was a week before my twelfth birthday. I don't seem to have great luck around my birthdays…I was born on a Friday the Thirteenth…no seriously I was. In the month of December. I don't like December, its way to cold.
But, thank you, Dad! How can I ever repay you for all that you did for me and Mom?
Bastard! (I am the only one that is allowed to call him that UNDERSTAND!?) No one talks about my father, but me! And my mom if she absolutely has too.
So I suppose I have to tell you what happened. Like you didn't watch the news coverage on it a few years ago, you did, didn't you? Wow, imagine that. You and the rest of the world. It was on international ground, remember?
Here goes…
Dad never stopped traveling back and forth between New York and California. He was a wicked super hero and NYC wasn't ready to surrender him to the West Coast. Mom always stayed back in California with me. I was still being home schooled. Now, don't get me wrong, their marriage was fine, still madly in love with each other and they even settled their 'battles' better. But Dad was simply living a double life.
On one hand you had my ultimate hero: Firelight, one of the world's greatest heroes and my dad. He was the kick ass dude that could wipe out a gang of super villains in minutes. The man I had looked up to since I could walk and talk and light my hands on fire. The person I wanted to grow up to be just like, minus the spandex uniform.
Then there was his 'dark side' I guess: Onyx Ember. What was up with that name anyway? Black Ember not flashy enough for him, huh? Not exactly an evil sounding name if you ask me, but then, his deeds did speak for themselves.
But as I have pointed out before this was all world wide news and if you want to look it up you can google the whole thing on the web. I think I'm putting down my foot on this one and not telling you anymore right now.
Why? I'm not discussing my Dad. END. OF. STORY.
Let's discuss the weather instead. It's very cloudy out. Kind of looks like it's going to rain within the hour. Never trust the weathermen; they said that that it would be sunny and slightly cloudy on the local news station. My girlfriend is going to love it if it starts raining…she'll probably drag me out for a walk in the rain if I'm not careful. Ugh, though it could be worse, it could be Layla dragging me out to go stare at grass growing or something like that.
I meant in a good way of course. Stop glaring at me, I wasn't insulting you…I was insulting hippie in an off hand way.
So I'm not allowed to discuss the weather now? FINE! FINE!
Yeah! Yeah! This is my life story. So I'm supposed to talk about myself. I'm really not that interesting.
Ok. I'll move on then.
Dad gets arrested. Mom legally changes our names back to her maiden name Peace. I finish middle school. Mom announces that we are going to move from California to Maxville. Why? Sky High, of course? Where else would I go to make my life completely hellish?
Oh, I have to give more detail then that? Next time then, I suggest you all get out of my house before I roast you guys alive. I'm not exactly, pleased with things right now.
Right, bye, see you guys at school. Sigh.
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