Title: Into the Eye of the Storm.
Rating: T (M)
Chapter 2: Getting to Know You.
"My parents are the Weather Witch and The Element King," I replied in a casually quiet tone as I held out my hand for my book. "They don't do much evil per say, we don't believe in good and evil in my house. I can explain more if you want, but most people don't want to hear it because they think it's such a hard concept." A confused look crossed his face as he took another bite of his sandwich. "Did something confuse you about what I said?"
"Your parents are Super Villains, but you guys don't believe in good and evil?" He asked confusion lased his voice, the confused look made him look kind of cute in that adorable way. "How does that work?" I chuckled and smiled.
"Like I said, complicated. I prefer the theory that everyone has light and dark, not good and evil, in them, for example someone in my family stole 100 thousand dollars from a multi-millionaire who wasn't going to miss that money at all, kept $10,000 dollars for themselves and donated the other $90,000 to an orphanage, a food pantry, and a soup kitchen. So yes they stole, but it was from a rich man who was greedy and they donated most of the money," I replied before I grabbed my book back, that person just happened to be me, but he didn't need to know that. "My theory is that a Hero has the capability of killing someone, just as a Villain has the capability of saving someone. My parents may commit crimes, but they've never killed anyone. I also believe that Hero's do the right things for the wrong reasons, they to it for the publicity unlike Villains who do it just to do it. Did that make it any clearer?" He nodded and smirked.
"I like the way you think Tempest," He stated as I ate my fries, I looked at him and found myself lost in his dark chocolate eyes. I couldn't deny that he was attractive; I wouldn't dispute that fact with anyone. "You want to go outside?" I nodded and grabbed my bag and followed him. We walked outside and over to a tree, he began climbing into the tree, I floated next to him. "Nice trick." He chuckled, I let out a laugh.
"So anything else you want to know?" I asked as I sat on the branch next to where he was in the base of the tree, it too had scorch marks; it seems he likes to mark his territory. He nodded and looked at me. "Then ask, I'll answer." 'I feel comfortable around him.' I thought as I looked at him. "Just about anything." He nodded.
"Out of your powers, what's your favorite?" He asked as I pulled my book out of my bag, the minute I had started learning to read, my mother made me read in English and in Russian, so the book I was currently reading was Romeo and Juliet translated into Russian. She also made me learn the language, but that only came out when I got angry or hurt, or I started talking fast. It also happened when I was talking to my mother.
"My fire capabilitlies, I've always been a slight pyromaniac," I replied with a smile as I held out my hand and created a small flame in the center of my palm. "My parents had to make sure that at least ninety percent of everything in our home is fireproof incase I get mad. I have a tendency of setting things on fire when I get extremely pissed." He smirked and continued to look at my hand; I created a few more and began juggling them. I extinguished the flames and looked at him. "Any other questions?" He nodded, I didn't mind answering his questions, and he'd be the first person my age that I got to know in quite a while.
"Do you know who my dad is?" He asked in a demanding tone, I shook my head violently, was I suppose to know his father or something? I thought I had already told him that. "You must be the ONLY person that doesn't at least know a little bit about him." I opened my book to where I had my book mark and began reading about the idiot lovers as I deemed them. "What are you reading?"
"Of course I don't know who your father is, why would I?" I replied calmly but quietly. "And I'm reading a Russian copy of Romeo and Juliet, I have a thing for Shakespeare and my mom wants me to keep up my Russian reading and such." He looked at me with a confused look before he grabbed my book from me, yet again I might add. "I'm half Russian Warren, I'm first generation born here on my mom's side." He nodded, realization dawning on him.
"Where exactly did you go to school before Sky High? I know you went to a Villains school," He asked quietly as he looked at my book with the same confused look. I smiled and snatched my book back and put it back in my bag, I'd read in gym or something. "But there are a few of them around." I looked at the ground and thought about my powers and how tired I was from getting not a lot of sleep the night before, I tried to never let it show though.
"A school called Hellion's Hall Academy," I replied quietly as I leaned my head back. "It's an amazing school, it's similar to Sky High I suppose, but for Villains of course, the courses seem to be quite a bit harder there as well. I really want to go back but I don't think that'll be happening any time soon." He nodded and shrugged. I created a separate ball for each element I could control (water, fire, earth, air, and lightening (the weather aspect)) and started juggling them. I looked at him and saw his mouth open slightly. "Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." I let out a giggle as I continued juggling.
"Lunch is almost over, we should probably get back inside," He muttered, almost spitting out the word inside. I nodded and made the elemental spheres disappear as Warren jumped out of the tree, I levitated myself to the ground, what I'm wearing heels, and followed Warren back inside. "So how old are you?"
"Fifteen and you?" I replied as we hit the main hall of the school and made out way to the gym. I followed him and went into the girls' locker room, while he went into the boys. We met up in the stands, I had my book, and we sat down to continue our little conversation. I sat with him in his little corner, my book by my side and me looking into his deep eyes.
"Same, you don't look fifteen though," He said as he looked back at me. I smiled, I knew I looked about thirteen or so and sometimes it sucked major monkey balls but usually I liked looking younger. I nodded at his comment and pulled my book into my lap. "So do you have any questions about me or anything?" I nodded.
-/- Warren's P.o.V -\-
"Favorite colour?" She asked, I laughed internally at the question. 'She's a unique one, she's not afraid of me, she doesn't know who my dad is and doesn't seem to care that everyone else hates me.' I thought to myself as I looked at her, she had a smile on her face that made me want to smile as well, I wouldn't smile but it made me want to. "Or favorite book?" I chuckled lightly, she seemed to actually want to get to know me instead of just judging me, but that could also have something to do with her whole not believing in good and evil, she's odd but I like it, A LOT. But I'd never tell anyone that.
"My favorite colour is red and my favorite book would have to be Harry Potter, any one of the seven," I replied as Lash and Speed were called down. "But I'd have to say that black is a close second for favorite colour." Tempest nodded and smiled brighter.
"Interesting choice for books, I like them as well, my favorite out of the seven would have to be number four," She mumbled as she looked at her lap. "My favorite part is the ball concept." I nodded and smiled at her, sure she wasn't looking at me but I didn't care. "What's your favorite movie?" She asked quietly as the buzzer went off and the Hero's lost. Boomer asked Lash and Speed who they wanted next.
"Van Helsing or The Lost Boys," I replied as she looked up at me. 'I wonder if her lips are actually that red.' I thought to myself as she smiled gently. She nodded and the smile was replaced with a smirk that reminded me of the smirk that David from The Lost Boys often wore. "The Harry Potter movies are close behind, with number four being at the top due to all the action, and close behind them would be The Mummy series." She nodded again, a shy smile on her face, it looked kind of cute.
"Love those movies, they're some of my favorites," She mumbled as she looked back down at the ground. "Vampire movies are pretty awesome; I do enjoy a good horror movie." I looked at her and thought "Damn we're really similar. She looks kind of innocent, aside from the piercings and the fact of her outfit." I watched her as she opened her book and looked at it. "So do you speak any other languages?" Damn she asks good questions; of course I spoke another language. I nodded.
"I speak Mandarin, its part of my job," I replied casually as she looked at her book, she seemed to be reading. "How about you, do you speak anything besides English and Russian?" She shook her head gently as she moved closer to me. "Are you cold or something?" She nodded slightly as she looked up at me. I saw a glint in her eyes that made me think she had another motive for getting closer to me. I felt her next to me and smiled internally, she touched my arm and HOLY SHIT she was freezing. I powered up slightly and watched a content smile appear on her face. "You're freezing."
"Yeah that happens sometimes, I'm either burning up or freezing my ass off," She whispered as she held her book so that it was in front of both of us, not that I would be able to read it. "I've always been like that though, it sucks major monkey balls." I looked at her and smiled internally. She looked at me before she looked back at her book. "Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable." I wasn't completely comfortable but it wasn't completely uncomfortable. I just wasn't use to people wanting to be this close to me, except my mother.
"No it's fine," I mumbled, luckily she was looking at her book, I looked down at her book and I kind of wanted her to read to me, just to hear the language, but I wouldn't ask her to. "So are you enjoying your book?" She looked up at me with an innocent smile before she nodded and continued to look at me. "What part of are on?" I looked at the book, completely unable to tell what part she was on, but it looked like she was close to the end.
"I'm almost done, I'm at the part where Juliet is about to stab herself," She whispered as she turned and looked at her book. I nodded and looked at her; I had to admit, even if only to myself, that Tempest was attractive. She turned the page and then she closed the book. "All done, that means it's time to read Hamlet, one of my favorite Shakespeare plays." That surprised me; I also enjoyed that particular play.
"So why were you feared at your last school?" I asked quietly, I saw a smirk form on her face. I was probably in for a crazy explanation. She sat in front of me, facing me, the smirk on her face growing.
"My first day this kid, I later found out he was a senior, grabbed my ass," She began, smirk still in place. "I electrocuted him and then I set him on fire." She let out a giggle, her eyes bright and dangerous looking. "After his friend put him out, I told him I would castrate him with a rusty, dull, grapefruit spoon if he did it again." Her smirk turned into a smile as she moved back to her original spot next to me, I could see how that would scare most guys, and she looked liked she'd go through with it. I still wasn't scared of her, I could easily take her, and she was only about five feet two inches without her crazy heels and probably only weighted 110lb, 115lb at the most.
"You still don't scare me, you're shorter then me by almost a foot and without your piercings you'd look like an innocent little girl," I muttered, she smile turned into a glare that actually looked intimidating. "Cool it Tempest, I'm not easy to scare." She nodded, the glare still set on her face. I smirked, it did take more then that to scare me and I wouldn't be intimidated by her that would be embarrassing. "So how tall are your heels exactly?" I asked.
"Six inches, what to hang out at my house later today? I'm sure you like to swim and I'm sure my dad'll have a pair of trunks," She asked as she looked up at me. I nodded she smiled. "Glad to hear, our pools indoor."