Sorry for the super-short chapter, but I sprained the middle finger on my left hand or something like that (haven't been to a doctor yet), it hurts like hell and makes typing difficult .

-I will update the second it gets better :(

When Warren woke up he felt strangely calm, even the fact that he was going to be stuck in this town again, with two Superheroes at his side, couldn't really shock him.

He almost grinned, it wasn't like him to just resign himself to his fate, and like expected the feeling didn't last long.

As he left the study he almost bumped into Jetstream, who seemed to be in a hurry, after a quick hello she went on towards the living room, while Warren walked into the kitchen where he found The Commander.

"So, Stronghold, how about we get this done so I won't be getting in your way here anymore?", he exclaimed without greeting the man, then reconsidered and added slightly more polite: "If you have the time."

The Commander looked up from his Newspaper and simply answered: "I left you a note with the address, I guess you'll be able to find the house yourself. If not, you will have to wait until either Josie or I return from work."

Oh right, work...

"Come to think of it, don't I have to go to school?", Warren felt dumb, but it was too late to rephrase the question.

The Commander furrowed his brow: "Well, as principal Powers said you will be attending Sky High, but since the summer vacations only just started, you will have enough time to learn how to cook, how to govern your money, and of course you will have to find yourself some job. That you are getting money doesn't mean that you can just rely solely on that."

"Yeah", Warren had already guessed all that, "I guess this won't be a problem, except the job part."

The hero finished his coffee and put the newspaper aside: "What do you mean?"

"I'm not exactly the person someone would hire", Warren didn't feel bitter about this, he didn't really care about those people anyways.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that", the Commander objected, "Just get some decent clothes, tie your hair back, take a shower for a change and loose that attitude of yours for an hour or two and I'm sure you'll find something."

"We'll see", Warren watched as the Commander left the kitchen and decided to eat something himself.

It hit him just when he finished the bow of cereal.

The Commander had left without giving him the address.

"Shit."

And there he was again, stuck inside a neighborhood he didn't know, didn't want to know, with nothing to do other than waiting for one of his hosts to return.

After a few minutes he was already bored to death, so he went outside to place himself on one of the benches again, but was stopped by a girl who was just about to ring the doorbell as he exited the house.

A few second passed as they stared at each other, a few seconds in which Warren tried to figure out whether to defend himself or try to talk to her, in the end it was the girl who broke the silence: "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Warren tilted his head at the redheaded girl and answered calmly: "I could ask you the same thing."

She folded her arms: "I am Layla Williams, Will's best friend, so it's perfectly reasonable that I am here. You, on the other hand, don't know Will, or I would have known about it. So, are you like.. a distant relative? An old acquaintance of his parents maybe?"

Warren tried to weigh up this girl, she was maybe two years younger than he was, still she looked at the significantly bigger guy without any fear or nervousness. She wore green clothes, and a range of flower shaped trinkets.

"I...", he stopped as he didn't exactly know what to answer, then reconsidered, "I'm just passing by, I'm leaving once The C...", he probably shouldn't use those names around normal people, "...Mr. or Mrs. Stronghold will return."

The girl gazed at him critically, then smiled: "Well, nice to meet you. Is Will inside?"

"I don't know", he didn't care either.

I actually didn't mean that Chapter to end here, I just don't want to be silent for too long... so regard this as a kind of fill-in for the time I'm disabled (wow even typing the description took me about five minutes with only one hand to type with)