Hey Eveybody!!! Just to tell you I'm not dead, my computer's internet has been down recently giving me no chance to post anything. I felt so bad because I couldn't post anything for my precious readers/reviewers T.T I apologize for the delay. Also I'm thinking of writing an Oran High School Host Club story if any of you like the manga/anime, details will be in my profile. And lastly The Otakon in Baltimore rocked! I wished it was longer though and I had more money for the dealer's room for some FFVII merch. And if the gay Sora is out there I give you a major shout out!
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Strike that.
Pour. Pour. Pour.
I stared out watching the rain fall from under the giant oak tree as I thought. I thought about Mom and Dad and Brendon's psychic powers and his lilac eyes. I thought about how rashly I acted in front of my biological father. I thought about how much my life has changed in three weeks. How I gained two new friends and has the most wanted guy in my school tied around my finger. I also thought about why this old guy with an eye patch wearing a red kimono and a weird woven straw hat was coming near me.
"Hello Miss." His voice is like steel. Cold steel. And I find myself on my guard.
"Can I help you in anyway Sir?" I inquire. I have to be at least somewhat polite but the look of malice on his face made me want to hit him.
"My name is Slade Wilson and I'm in need of an apprentice." He tells me. I shake my head 'no' and get up to run far away from this creepy old guy when he grabs my hand.
"I don't take no for an answer Miss…?" He fades wonder if I'll finish his sentence, like that will happen.
"I don't tell my name to strangers." I reply back. He stalks closer to me and I wonder if I should yell or run for help.
"What a young lady of morals…." He comments. "I'll remedy that just lend me your hand." Did I say his voice is like cold steel? Strike that. It's more like freezing cold rusty steel.
He reaches for my hand but I back up and I feel the very tree that's sheltered me all these years from rejection, the orphanage lady, and being constantly tormented. Too bad it can't help me now.
"Could you just leave me alone? Please? I have a lot on my mind and you're kinda creeping me out." I tried to be as nice as possible (He was an old man after all). He just smiled maliciously at me and my fear and my heart rate escalated.
He makes a grab for my hand and I was too slow pulling away this time, his hands are as icy as his voice and his grip is cutting off my circulation. I look at his face and his smile upgraded from malice to insane, I think he saw the look of fear that came creeping to my face.
Now I'm mad. I don't like when people grab my wrists, especially when I don't know them so in an act of righteous fury my hand glowed a brilliant shade of power blue along with my eyes. I felt power surging through my veins, but at the moment I could care less because my Ocean blue hand singed the man who called himself 'Slade's' hand and he pulled away with a look of shock on his face. I then acted on impulse and my hand shot a ray of blue energy at the man and I directly hit him causing him to become unconscious and roll down the hill. My eyes immediately change back and I'm in shock of what I've just done and I collapse to the ground in sobs. Then a voice like black velvet or even silk enters my ears.
"Mar'i?" it questions. And I don't even look up, I just burry myself into his wet Green Day shirt and he wraps his strong arms around me and rests his chin on my head.
"What's happening to me?" I whisper. He just strokes my raven locks and whispers soothing bits of nonsense into my ear to calm me down, and it worked 'cause I soon found myself drifting away from this dark world and my hidden past and unknown future into a calm and peaceful dream world, but before I do I have to thank Brendon for what he's done.
"I….. love you." I whisper in a dreamlike state and before he has time to react to my form of thanks I fall into a deep sleep.
"I think she's waking up."
Those are the first words that enter my mind. My eyes flutter open and squint at the light. I turn my head to see none other than a familiar pair of blue eyes staring at me followed by two pairs of amethyst and forest eyes.
"Um….Hi?" I say unsure how to break the tension in the room. Brendon smiles, April waves, Mr. Logan grins wildly, Mrs. Logan nods her head, and Mr. Gr—I mean Dad looks relieved.
"What happened?" I ask. "I remember feeling angry and blue energy came out of my hands."
"Anything else?" Brendon inquires. I shake my head 'no' and he looks downtrodden for a brief moment and quickly smiles kindly at me.
"Why'd you ask?" I wonder. He looks embarrassed and shrugs his shoulders.
"No reason." He says nonchalantly but his aubergine eyes argued. He looked almost as if he had a part of him ripped out.
"What happened back there was you used a powerful energy called a starbolt." Dad tells me, "You can only access it when you have an enormous amount of anger or 'righteous fury' built up inside of you."
"In other words," April translates in her own way "Your saying when she gets mad she can make things go boom?"
"Not exactly the way I put it but yeah she can. The only problem is she can't control it right now she needs training."
"Training?" Mr. Logan repeats.
"Yeah, she has to learn how to control it enough so she can use it when she feels threatened. But I have to ask Mar'i have you ever lifted some thing way to heavy if you were challenged or when you had confidence in yourself? And have you ever been so happy you've floated?" My father asks me. His eyes are distant, as if he's thinking really hard and his voice is stern as if he's correcting me for doing something wrong.
"Um, in third grade I had to fight the sixth grade school bully and I picked him up and threw him across the school yard with no problem," I think out loud "And I float when…" My face grew extremely hot and I found it hard to produce the rest of the sentence I look over at Brendon and he looks as if he's going to faint.
"When…?" Mrs. Logan brings me back to earth.
"When…….. I... kiss……………….. Brendon." I hide my cherry face in my hands. Brendon looked embarrassed also. But, Dad looked as if he was a volcano going to erupt.
"Ok…." He tries to calm his temper but the volcano looked as if he was going to shoot Brendon down with a rifle at any moment. "You have super alien strength when you're extremely confident and the ability to fly when you're…er….. overjoyed." He was mad at me. Oh, well. Big whoop. About two hours ago I didn't even know that we were related.
"So where do I get this 'training'?" I ask coldly. I'm mad at him too still and I have every right to be.
"I can train you very well." He replies. I she Mr. Logan shake his head vigorously as if he knows how bad it's going to be and his amethyst haired wife elbows him in the ribs he scratches his head embarrassedly.
"I could teach you everything and more, you just gotta trust me." He looks into my eyes and I look back. There was so much pain in his eyes. And when I nodded my head in agreement he smiled so brightly he put the Christmas lights to shame and engulfed me in the huge hug.
"I promise I'll be a better father to you I'll do anything for you just name it." He whispered so only I could hear it.
"You could start by letting me breathe." I say. He chuckles slightly and lets me go. I turn to the others.
"Could you give us a moment?" My dad asks before I can get the words out. They nod and exit quietly.
"Talk." I command when the Logan's close the door and I believe they're out of earshot. "Why didn't you come back home?"
"I couldn't. My stupid pride got in the way." Oh yeah, pride issues. We were defiantly related.
"Explanation please?" I shoot back.
"Ok, I'll tell you everything."
FLASHBACK
Richard Grayson opened the door to his lovely mansion around 2:30 AM. Bruce was really making him work too many hours doesn't he know that he has a family at home, plus his job as NightWing? He walked into the living room only to find his wife had tried to wait for him for the fifth time that week but fell asleep on their cream colored sofa. He chuckled at this; she could be so cute at times. He stalked over to her sleeping figure and picked her up gently so as not to disturb her peaceful slumber and carried her across the marble floor and up their Maplewood staircase into their bedroom. He gently tucked her into they're dark blue silk sheets and began to untie his tie when he melodious voice said his name.
"You're late." She stated sleepily. Over the past few years she became very fluent in English.
"I know. Bruce wouldn't let me go, then there was a fire on 5th ave." he sighed.
"Don't tell it to me, I'm tired of hearing it." She said coldly, "Tell it to the two year old who's been crying saying 'where's Da Da?' apparently he promised to read his princess a bedtime story about the Teen Titans."
"Great. Just what I need a two year old mad at me." He sighed and flopped on the bed. His wife crawled over to him and wrapped her skinny arms around his waist.
"Listen, I know you have much on the mind right now, but you're family should be your main priority right now should it not?" She asked him.
"It's not my fault Bruce has been putting me in charge of this stupid project and we need the money." He was growing angry. Didn't she know he WAS putting his family first?
"I know, I know" She started toying with his ebony locks. "I'm sorry. But I was thinking you should quit anyway. "
"What?!" He practically screamed at the redhead but she remained calm and put a finger to his lips to signal him to quiet down.
"I just got Mar'i to bed so keep it down." She commanded in a whisper, "I got a message today from Tamaran Galfore..Galfore has d-died in battle." She began to cry and he wrapped his strong arms around her and let her cry on his shoulder. As soon as her cries ceased she continued.
"Galfore never produced an heir to the throne so I must go back and become Grand Ruler once more."
"Are you going to marry any other green things of jell-o?" He asked and she giggled. He'd reminded her of the time when they were teenagers.
"Not unless you wanted me too." She giggled when he grimaced. He'd always been the jealous type.
"No way! You're mine and mine alone. I don't wanna share you with anyone." And he kissed her passionately on the lips.
"But continuing on with our conversation." He said after they parted. "I can't leave here and you know that."
"I know. And I understand completely. I didn't expect you to agree. But it will only be for a few years and-"
"No." he cut her off. "I need to protect the people here."
"What about Mar'i Richard?"
"Don't Bring her into this." He replied icily. "She can go with you for the few years I'll send her letters and such."
"So she's just going to grow up not knowing her own father?" She shot back . "Richard put your pride aside for once and consider your family. For X'hal's sake she's only two! She needs you now more then ever!"
"Just. Go. Now." He told her, his heart aching with every word. "Go become ruler. I'll stay here. Just go!" He stood up and left the room without another word. As his beautiful wife cried herself to sleep.
END FLASHBACK
"I was stupid" He admitted a flaw for once I was impressed. "I shouldn't of let the two of you go without me. It was the loneliest time of my life and when I heard about the siege I nearly went into depression. The only thing that kept me from going insane was the hope that I'd find you and I did. I know you probably hate me but please just give me one more chance. I promise you you'll come first in everything I won't—"
My father's babbling was cut off when I swung my arms around him and embraced him in a hug.
"I promised mom I'd go back and save her" I reminisced. "Train me. I'll beat Blackfire and maybe you'll get another chance at he love too." He looked at me with tears brimming his ocean eyes and embraced me once more. And the only thought in my head was:
I'm hungry.
I wanted to end it on some level of comedy. . well you know what I love most please review. Oh! I made it longer just because I felt so bad for not posting sooner a lil summer treat for you guys. I'm almost at 7 pgs. I'll update soon
Much Love,
SuperJGirl5
