I now present the to you the next chapter of "Burn Me Out" and the main conflict in the story. Enjoy.
Scalding
Erin gave a tired yawn as she slipped through the crowd, making sure to not make physical contact with anyone. She had a hot coffee in one hand while the other held a bag which contained a box of onion rings, cheese sticks and chicken strips. Something that to her could rival even chicken chow mein. She glanced around the area angry that she had not skipped off sooner to get her food and find a comfortable table to seat herself at. With of a quick sip her black and bitter beverage she continued her attempts to find at the least a semi-empty table.
Though one thing did catch her eye... Stronghold was with a group of popular students. For example Frigid Ice Bitch, Plastic Prick, Fat but Fast, and company. Whereas, his friends which usually occupied that table was together at table chatting away happily with a somewhat confused Warren.
Shaking her head she started for the other side of the room, opting to push the kids at the window seat away and run away before they told, and Powers came after her.
Though one thing she didn't expect was a strangely familiar African-American turn towards her and shout out her name. Furrowing her brow she looked at the nerdy-looking kid wearing orange clothing and glasses. He was somewhat short and with a twinge of guilt remembered him.
"Hey don't! Wait stop!"
The kids plea was not heeded as the cruel students tossed him to the ground of the bathroom. A minute later they were stuffing his head in the toilet while he spluttered and cried for someone to help him. He knew that the minute he used his powers they would flush him down the toilet...
'Slam!'
The 2 juniors turned to see with dry expressions to see a figure clad in loose stone-washed jeans that had the knee's and several other patches torn out, along with a slim-fitting white muscle shirt that made it easy to see her black bra. Non-pushup. A large black sweater hung off her shoulders, the cuffs ripped to allow her thumb to peek out, while spiked wrist bands and dangling silver bracelets littered her wrists on the pushed up sleeve. Though what really caught their eye was the trademark Celtic-like sun that was inked on the top of her right hand.
The lanky, tall one sneered at her. "Well if it isn't the famous Summers..." He leered at her taking his hands away from the physically weaker sidekick.
A wolfish grin twitched on her tips as mismatched Blu orbs glared at him clashing with her dog-like teeth. "My, my Lash... Its not even second period yet. Getting yourself out their ain't ya?" She snorted wryly her odd eyes glinting mischievously. "Getting to be like that Frigid Ice Slut" The taunt made them both scowl.
Though this did not last long before the lengthy one slammed the boy down his head hitting the rim of the toilet as now he approached her. "Think your all that now?" He hnned at, his eyes giving her a disgusting look. "Its a pretty fucked up world when a Reproba can talk back to an Immunda!"
The boy though slightly disoriented, went wide eyed. A Reproba? He had never heard of anymore being born besides Magneto. He felt a glow of honour that he could meet one! That one would actually stand up for him.
Though this was short lived as he watched said Reproba's eyes widened before a moment before narrowing in on them pure fury Emanated from her. She snarled at them, and the room crackled as her fists clenched tightly. Suddenly he gaped as her right hand suddenly sparked, blue shots of electricity coming together to form a lethal-looking ball of lightning. She gave them both a downright sadistic sneer her hand moving to smash into Lashes stomach making him scream in pain while his friend attempted to get away only to have his way blocked by an angry looking Couch Boomer.
His blue eyes looked up to glare at the other brawling student. The Principal gave them a stern look, and glanced over at the other bully. "Lash! Speed! Couch boomer will take you both to the detention room" She informed them coolly. She looked over at the Reproba. "Erin. Help Ethan up and than go to Guidance" She told her before leaving the room behind Couch Boomer and the bulling duo.
Erin, as he now knew her name was went over to the orange-clad boy pulling him up on his feet before starting to leave the room.
He gave a nervous look before looking up, and called out her name. "Uh, Erin right?" He saw her stop and turn to him slightly cocking her head which he took as a yes. "Th-thank you a lot for what you d-did. No ones ever actually stood up for me. Let alone a Hero." He said stumbling a bit. Their was no way she was not a Hero with what she just did.
She gave him a weak twitch of her lips, which encourage him to continue. "You know... If you want... Ah- Well, I never see you eat with anyone else- that is" His words were jumbled though she was able to somewhat decipher them before he cut himself off, rubbing her upper arm nervously shifting. Seeing her wait patently for him he picked up where he left off. "Well, if you want you can eat with us at break!" He finally said in a rushed breath.
Erin smiled at him gently. She nodded her head, before answering with a tone that was not one she used with the 2 cruel students. "Sure. Ill take you up on that offer, Ethan" With that she turned around heading for her order course of action... At that moment he spluttered in horror when finally it clicked in.
'Why was a girl using the boy washroom! And more importantly why didn't anyone care!'
Blinking away the memories she waited for him to speak other than call out her name. "Hey, Erin, did you want to eat with us?" He asked, looking a bit nervous at what he should say making Warren turn to him raise a brow at him. Though the others took notice that Ethan was inviting an unknown person to the table.
He grinned as she gave him the identical smile that received that day he was beat up in the washroom. "Not like their are many other tables to go to." She said with a shrug and took a seat beside the red-headed girl and across from the African-American sidekick.
The girl that sat at the other end of the cafeteria bench across from Ethan looked over at her curiously. "Hey, aren't you Erin Summers?" She asked suspiciously eyeing the girl with something of wariness.
Said teenager nodded as she pulled out her box of food, ignoring as 4 of them stared at her as she let sparks lite the tips of her fingers before tapping them to the Styrofoam making the once cold food start to give off the tempting smell that they once had before her taking it away from the small takeout place. "Uh-huh" She muttered, glancing at the girl an onion ring hanging from her lip.
The red-headed girl who's eyes went wide for a moment along with 2 others at the table that also weren't in on the dirty little fact. The red-head was the first to stupidly open her big mouth. "Seriously? Aren't you a Reproba? They actually let them in the school? I never heard of them going here before- Than again theirs never been a new one born in over 38 years-" She gaped. She felt horrified by herself as she realized what she said as everyone including Warren; who looked up from his book, gave her surprised stares. "I didn't mean it that way- Fascist system and all!" Blood rushed to her head as her skin tinged pink.
Erin brushed off the the comment, preferring not to start anything with her, much to calm from her greasy food and heavy coffee. Swallowing her cheese stick she tore off a piece of chicken strip and popped it into her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She muttered, and then went for onion ring followed by a swig of hot, dark coffee.
The bleach boy who had been looking at Erin curiously turned to Ethan suddenly. "Yo, Ethan! How the hell did you get to meet a girl?" He asked, smirking at him in a way that had him receiving a hard look from the girls, a snort from Warren and an oblivious Ethan answering his question while said female in general was now focusing her hunger on the thick piece of warn chicken strip.
Ethan on other hand didn't notice in the slightest and went on to answer it. "Well you see, Lash and Speed caught me in the bathroom, and Erin stopped them and trashed them before Couch Boomer and Principal Powers came" He informed them, no bothering to answer as to why she was in the boy's washroom as he had already realized that she had an extremely low tolerance for stereotypical high school girls.
The others though did not. Magenta chocked on her water and spun to face her. "Why would you be in the boy's bathroom?" she exclaimed a bit shocked that a girl would actually go inside a boys washroom. Layla splutter and turned to her, her jaw hanging down. Zach looked unsure what to say about that.
The last one was Warren who gave her a skeptical glance. "You know, your really going to get expelled on of these days, Erin" He grunted, no longer paying as much attention to the group of freshman plus junior.
Erin shot him a dirty look, and sniffed. Her fingers twitched, itching to start sparking. "Whatever... Not like they can do much about it." She grabbed her coffee and suddenly threw her head back, crunching the paper beneath her hand, she tossed into the garbage and cocked her head at his arched brow. "And besides the point, since when the hell do you have friends, ass-whore?" She teased playfully.
He snorted and slapped his book closed. "And your a fucking bitch" He informed with a deadpan stare, before adding "And at least I don't get a bill every week cause I shatter everything from overcharging the circuits."
The last comment caught her off guard and she went red, giving huffed indignantly at his words, crossing her arms. Narrowing her eyes at him, she opened her mouth about to reply with a rude retort-
"Well, looky here... So the little Reproba finally got herself some friends..."
the entire table looked over to see both Lash and Speed watching them menacingly. The temperature raised a few degrees, no doubt due to Warrens irritation by the crowd that dragged him into the entire mess. And being called the delinquent girls friend.
Speed sneered at her. "Too bad the freak doesn't deserve it... Not that anyone does." Not even the still very evident bruise on the fat students cheek made her calm down at those words.
Lash suddenly stretched his legs forward to stand closer to her. Erin had by now opted to glare down at her food while both hands were clenched on top of the table, small white-hot sparks bursting to life around them. The stretchable student leaned down and gave a malicious smirk. "Not even your parents... Don't think we don't know you fucking Reproba... Your parents tried to murder you when you were only 7!" He let out a barking laugh followed by Speed and a few others of their crew.
Though they were the only ones. The rest were just staring over at the Reproba unable to know what to do. The table she sat at looked over at her wide-eyed with the exception of one. Warren looked over at her. "Erin. Calm down and ignore him, just go get-"
"You ass..."
Lash snorted carelessly at the soft words. "Whats was that? Whats the matter?" He gave a dark hn "Did you really think a freak like you could have friends? Your just some trashy Reproba whose mommy and daddy slit her wrists and tried to drown her in her own blood and poison-"
"Say that again, you fucking piece of shit!"
The person that the voice came from lunged up from her seat and threw Lash to the floor with a snarl. Erin barred her teeth at him, while sparks of neon blue electricity flew around her wildly. The minute she threw the first punch, the entire school went into a frenzy.
Every single light bulb, and technological item imploded within that second causing everyone to scream and screech as glass, and objects rained down on them no doubt hurting at least 90 percent of the student population if not more. Bursts of lightning ran threw the solid floor, spiking up randomly and burning random people.
Along with this was Erin giving the boy angry lightning-fist-ed punches that made him shout as anger made her have a tight grip and intense enough sparks to harm his rubber-like skin profoundly.
The only one who didn't seem to panic much though was the fairly angry was Warren. The pyro, glared at the fierce female whom he had come to consider an acquaintance... Only one he had too. Stomping forward he attempted to pull her back only for white shocks to spark up and bite his hand making him growl and grip her shoulder, hauling her up.
Erin on the other hand snapped her teeth at him, before biting him. Though a minute later her nose twitched and she drew her teeth away from his skin no doubt recognizing his scent and realizing that he was not happy that she had just bite him. Though anger-aside he realized that their several teachers in the cafeteria attempting to make sense off the chaos. Nurse Spex and Mr. Frost taking a completely trashed Lash to the nurses office and no doubt the principals, for stealing such confidential information and releasing it onto almost the full school and no doubt the entire hero community due to the children taking it to their parents...
Principal Powers looked at the 2. "Warren. Thank you for handling Erin. Please take her to guidance. Mr. Medulla is currently there." She nodded to them, and turned back and started ordering them... She tapped Coach Boomers shoulder and over half of the chaos ceased as shock-waves ran over the room.
Warren looked over at Erin, taking in the haunted look in her eyes and how small she currently looked. She was pulling herself in a tightly pressing her lethal and still sparking body to the closet thing. That being him, her skin doing occasional spasms from the sheer adrenaline overload and no doubt memory overload.
Sighing he pushed her forward, keeping a hand on her shoulder when he saw her stumble. Holding her upright he guided her through the halls which all happened to be pitch black and the sounds of whispering students as the light bulbs had yet to be replaced, and the events which happened to be a bit to recent to be ignored.
And finally reached the guidance office...
How was that? R&R, Constructive Critism is very much loved.