Beforehand, I'm sorry I haven't updated! I've so bust! To be fair with this, I gave you guys my first of many long (and to be longer) chapters! Enjoy!
Blue Valley 7:45 a.m.
Braydon Mathews was sleeping in class again. It wasn't his fault! The insomnia was to blame. He could go about 3 or so days without sleeping before passing out.
Now was the time he was passing out.
"Braydon?"
His head shot up from his desk. "23!" he stuttered out. The teacher in the front of the room frowned. "Lucky guess, Mathews." She grumbled as she frowned, but continued to dance her hand across the board. Across the room, his friend Adam Johnson snickered at him. Braydon made a face back at him. Across the room, a girl with stunning green eyes giggled at the two of them, noticing the little show of friendship.
Braydon sighed and put his head down. Yeah, he was lucky all right. Always lucky… He pulled out a deck of cards from his pocket and began to play with them. All was quiet. Even during the war, everyone was expected to live their lives normally. Sometimes it was a good thing, other times it meant school.
And school was a terribly bad thing.
Fidgeting in his uniform, he tried to let the cards hold sway over him like they used to. It wasn't working. It was a normal, boring old day. Well, that was until the wall exploded.
7 minutes earlier
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Zatanna?" asked Robin. "Totally. We need to see how long Portal can go."
Across the room, Myra frowned. Now dressed in her lost and found costume, she had been training with the three members of the league and the two new members since last night. She was exhausted, and she was pretty sure that everyone else was too.
Portal, who had introduced herself as Nora, fumbled with the edge of her brown leather air force jacket. "Do you want to come with me again Myr- I mean, Abstract?"
Myra, or Abstract as she had picked out earlier, nodded. "As long as it's the last time."
Catgirl, who was standing next to Zatanna, nodded in agreement. "I could go for some sleep after this."
Out of all the outfits, Nora found Catgirl's the weirdest. It was a black skintight, with black boots and a domino mask. She also had a utility belt, and cat ears.
Cat. Ears.
Zatanna nodded. "Last time. Remember; just go to the Blue Galley in the cave, then come back."
Nora nodded, concentrated, and raised her arm and drew a line in the air; opening another one of the countless portals she had created and closed during the night.
Nora smiled a little and motioned for Myra to grab onto her. When Myra did, she sighed a little. "Just need to get there safe." With that, they stepped through the portal.
When they came out, Nora's eyes popped out of her head. "What the-?"
"Where the hell are we?" Myra took words out of her mouth. "Are we in Kanas? Why the hell are we in Kanas?"
Nora shook her head. "No. Look at the school." She pointed at the school, whose front clearly read, "Blue Valley High School".
"Nebraska!? How the heck did we get to Nebraska?" Myra asked. Nora frowned. "I don't know. She said the Blue Galley near the living room. I must have been too tired to make sure I knew where we were going when I opened it."
Myra squinted in the morning sunlight. "Time change much?" Nora spun around. The portal was still there. "Abstract, we should head back." Myra nodded, but swept her eyes to the road. "What the?" she muttered.
A large car was in the middle of street. It looked like a black armored truck, with tinted windows way past the legal limit. The door opened, revealing a slender leg after another. Out stepped the most beautiful girl Myra had ever seen.
Her hair was a rich shade of red. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, porcelain-like skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a bright, emerald-green. A straight nose was complimented well with her high cheek bones and full, ruby red lips - she seemed the picture of perfection. She looked like she had just walked right out of a fashion magazine. She was wearing dark green corset with leaves on the top and bottom, and leggings that were so finally stitched it looked like vines, with dark green boots. That was all she was wearing.
She flicked over her emerald eyes, looking at Myra and Nora. Compared to her, Myra felt a little frumpy. She raised a well-polished hand, and all hell broke loose.
Something grabbed Nora's leg, wrapping around her ankles tightly. It pulled her down and started to drag her across the ground.
"Portal!" Myra shouted. It was a vine, several inches thick and thorn the size of Myra's pinky that wrapped around her ankles. It threw Nora into the air, and then slammed it down. Myra didn't know what to do. If she could only grab onto Nora, she could phase Nora out of the vines.
"A little help, please!" Nora shouted from the air. Her head was bleeding a little, but she didn't seem to notice. Myra jumped up and ran to where Nora was. As the vine swung Nora it was coming up to hit Myra square in the chest. Myra phased through it.
As she did, an extreme pain came through her stomach. It was worse than the time she had a ruptured appendix. She gasped and felt tears coming to her eyes as the burning got intense, more than before. Her top had burned through. She snuck to her knees and looked at her stomach, which was a bright red. It was like she had blood poisoning.
The girl had been walking towards them the entire time. She nod stood a few feet from Myra.
"Your abilities allow you to phase through the vine, but not the poison." Her voice was like honey and velvet, matching her appearance to a par.
"I'm afraid I can't let you and your friend leave. You see, you'll get in our way." She brought her leg back, swinging it and aiming a well-placed kick into Myra's side, knocking her to the floor.
Nora wasn't having much fun either. Her shoes felt like they were burning and melting onto her skin. It sucked more when she slammed into the wall, cracking it.
Myra must have found a way to stop her, because the vine stopped moving for a moment. Nora coughed and looked up weakly. There was an entire class of about 30 kids staring at her.
There was an awkward moment of staring, and then a kid with scruffy black hair and a deck of cards rushed over. He slid out a pocket knife from his uniform pocket, and began cut the vine connecting Nora to the outside.
Another kid, a girl with green eyes and black hair shot up out of her seat. "You can't just cut that thing!" she spoke with almost a southern drawl. But it was too late, and the vine was cut.
There was a shriek from outside, but Nora couldn't tell if it was Myra or the plant lady.
By now, the rest of the class had left except for the boy that had helped her, the girl with green eyes and black hair, and another kid with chestnut brown hair.
"What do we do?" the boy who had helped her asked.
"We kick their butt, that's what." said the girl.
Nora shook her head. "Too dangerous."
The girl clearly didn't like this. "I don't think so." Suddenly, all of the desks were pushed to back of the room. The boy with the cards cracked his knuckles. "I think you could use a little luck on your side." The boy with the chestnut hair grinned. "Something tells me I'm not the only meta human here."
Nora looked at all of them. "Anyone got a match?"
Outside, Myra was losing the battle. The poison had seeped into her lungs, and she was struggling to breathe.
"You know, I met someone who was like you." The girl said, as vines wrapped around Myra's arms and legs, pulling her up into the air.
"Could do the same thing, go through objects. Even my poison. But I got rid of them, of course. In fact, I think they were related to you weren't they?"
Myra grit her teeth, in pain and anger. She wasn't sure what she was talking about, but her words cut into her like a knife.
"Shut up." She muttered.
"What was that? You'll have to speak up, darling. It was a year ago, wasn't it? Your older sister? She was stupid enough to join the Freedom Fighters."
Myra shut eyes her tight. She wanted to scream, to fight, and to do anything. Anything to make her shut up.
"She came with a few others. All of them are dead, of course. You were there, weren't you? It was your idea."
Myra shook her head. "No… no… It was a fire… it was a fire that killed her…" The girl in green smirked and purred to Myra; "If you say so." The vines tightened, and curled around her neck. Myra couldn't phase out, too distressed and too in pain to do so.
Suddenly, the girl screamed, and vines dropped Myra to the floor. It smelled like smoke. From the floor, Myra saw the scene play out.
It was Nora, with the three kids with her. They introduced themselves. Braydon was the one with the cards, Cassandra with the green eyes, and Adam with the chestnut hair. Braydon, who had the knife on him, also produced a lighter.
Nora had lit the vine on fire. They ran out when they heard the girl in green shriek.
"Hey, Dirt Face!" yelled Cassandra. The girl glared at them. She fired off a round of thorns the size of Cassandra's hand at them. Braydon touched Cassandra's shoulder as the thorns headed towards them. Suddenly, they went off course, hitting the wall behind them. She looked at Braydon in alarm and he gave a sheepish grin. "Lucky she missed, huh?"
Adam flicked his hand, and the vines turned to gas. "Pretty cool, right?" he smirked. Cassandra whacked him upside the head. "Now is not the time, dumbass."
Suddenly, an explosion rocked the school. Two figures jumped away from the explosion, then jumped into the armored car. The wheel screeched and headed straight towards them. It reached the girl, who opened the door and held onto the top. She gave Myra one last smirk and disappeared. The car screeched away.
Adam started to go after them, but Nora stuck out her hand. "We have to go."
The four ran over to Myra. She looked pale and very beat up.
"Hey! Myra! Hey!" Nora shook Myra lightly. Myra's eye fluttered open and shut.
Nora drew up her arm, opening another portal. "Get in."
Unknown Location, Unknown Time
The person sat on a rusty old chair, but the way he was poised it was like he was sitting on a throne. "Did we get what we needed?" it asked. The girl made a pouty face. "Of course we did."
"Yeah, cause you were the distraction." Came a voice.
"I did a good job!
"You airhead, you almost blew-."
"Hades, Nerium! That's enough."
The both quieted down. "My apologizes, sir."
"Accepted. In any case, what you did was dangerous, Nerium. Hades is right. You could have undone all of our work."
Nerium snorted. "Yeah, right. That's not going to happen. She's so dull, it'll go over head."
The person got up from the chair and put a gentle hand on her face, holding it and inspecting it.
"Do you know why you name is what it is? Nerium Oleander, the plant you were named after. Painfully beautiful, but painfully deadly. I expect you to live up to your name. You know what will happen if you don't succeed.
Nerium pursed her lips, her face seeming even lovelier in the dim lighting. "Yes sir." She said softly. He dropped his hand.
"Get out, Hades. I need to speak with Nerium, Alone."
DUN DUN DUNNNNN. CLIFF HANGER…
Just a reminder and to add on, do NOT say you can't wait for your character to show up, cameo or not. I will make them wear a bra and panties in public, regardless of gender.
I'm serious.
Thanks to SpunkyGirl6487 for helping me so much! Please go check out the story she and The Jesteress are co-writing called The Targets!
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