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Save the Citizen? You've got to be kidding me.

"Nelson! Peace! You're up first." Boomer, well, boomed making the freshman shrink lower in their seats. I had met Boomer over the summer for power development and the man didn't scare me, especially not when his greatest fear was spiders. I stood up slowly and noticed with a twist of annoyance that my partner was Pyro himself. I glared at him and went to change.

I was dressed and made my way to the small stadium with a scowl plastered on my features.

"Heroes or Villains?" Boomer asked eyeing me cautiously. Peace opened his mouth to answer but I cut him off.

"Heroes." I deadpanned glaring up at the Coach.

Pyro seemed a little shocked by my answer but nodded none the less.

"Against who?" The Coach asked, looking at me for an answer. I shrugged because I didn't know anyone at this stupid school.

Peace smirked. "Lash and Speed."

My eyes turned white as a premonition crashed across my vision for the second time that day. This one was longer than the last and showed two boys, dressed and ready for battle, walking into the stadium. One was tall and the other was chubby.

I came out of my trance to see everyone staring at me, including the pyro. Boomer was smirking because he knew what it was, cocky bastard. I hated it when people stared. So I shrugged it off and turned to where the boys -Lash and Speed I assumed- would enter into the battlefield. Talking - or gossiping, I couldn't tell- started back up again.

"I didn't peg you as the hero type, Nelson." Peace said. I cast him a sideways glare.

"Yeah, well..." I shrugged as I turned back to the spot where Lash and Speed would appear.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, but he didn't. I found myself wondering what he was going to say and so I looked at him, really looked at him.

He was pretty handsome, I'll admit.

"What were you going to say?" I asked, curiously. The corner of his mouth quirked up and he shrugged, turning away from me. It took me a second to realize he was mocking me.

"Whatever, Mr. I-Have-A-Red-Streak-In-My-Hair."

Did I just say that out loud? He turned to look at me. Yes, yes I did.

Shit. Now he's going to realize I'm crazy. Not that I really care what he thinks, it's just that it would be nice not to have people stare at me like I'm psycho.

But, if he has realized this he makes no comment. Probably out of common decency- which I don't have. Instead he makes a tiny gesture with his chin to the two boys walking into the stadium. One was tall and the other was chubby, just like in my premonition.

I vaguely wondered who was Lash and who was Speed.

"Hey princess, what's your name?" The lanky guy asked while stretching -literally- over to me, a sickly sweet smile on his face. I'll admit he was cute but the way he had said it reminded me of a man stalking a girl in an ally. I glared at him for being in my personal bubble and my natural knee-jerk reaction sent me searching his fears.

I raised an eyebrow curiously at what I found.

People are afraid of everything. Normal people don't give much thought to fear so there all pretty much the same but sometimes you run across a person who's fears are so deep that you wonder how they survive day to day. Like Pyro, something I'd noticed in the cafeteria. But… Lash's fears didn't run deep, they were just superficial and annoying. I was wasn't surprised. I had a habit of keeping my face impassive, so my face showed no emotion as my eyes flashed black.

"You don't talk much do you?" he leaned in again.

"Or maybe you just talk too much. Ever thought of that… Eugene?" I said quietly using his real name.

He stiffened and I smirked, because part of me was a bitch and because being a bitch was an excellent defense mechanism. I thought it better if I didn't make friends in this circus.

I turned away from him and toward Peace. "How about I just take care of them and you can save the citizen." my tone left no room for argument, but he still did.

"No. If anything I'll take care of these guys. Trust me, you can't handle these guys. Just save the citizen."

I snorted. I mean, I really couldn't help myself, when I find thing humorous I snort. "Trust me, I can."

Why did I just ask him to trust me? Hopefully he took it as spite.

"Whatever." he scowled and I was slightly intrigued by that but fought the erg to scan his fears because if I became too accustomed to them, well… lets just say that wouldn't be a good thing. That wouldn't be a good thing at all. I was already having a bad feeling about Peace. Not that he was evil or mean or an asshole per se but something in my gut told me that I should avoid him as much as possible.

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The match itself was easy. I feed off of Speed and Lash's fear of loosing their powers and kicked back on a bench, eyes black as night. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. And Peace thought I couldn't handle them; as if.

I was amusing myself by watching Peace attempt to save the citizen. He was having a hard time trying to figure out how to get to the citizen.

"Help me! Help me!" the pathetic voice sounded mechanically. It stabbed knifes in my gut remembering that I had been a citizen only three months ago.

Who would have know that you're whole world could change in three mouths. Certainly not me. I had never even dreamed of being a super. Sure I'd followed the news and studied them at MHS but never in all my craziest daydreams did I ever want to be one.

I sat on my me bench, now sullen by my thoughts and tried to amuse myself by watching Dumb and Dumber try and use their powers. The taller of the two kept throwing his arm out as if expecting it to stretch. The fat one kept running around and bending over, huffing for breath.

Sometimes supers are so weird.

My attention wavered and my powers flickered enough for the Tall Boy's arm to stretch. He obviously hadn't expected it to work so he had thrown it out with a bit too much force and it smacked his chubby friend across the face, causing the crowd to laugh.

My attention snapped back into focus and I resumed halting the use of their powers Tall Boy's arm still extended. Of course with all that weight it dropped like a rock to the stadium floor.

"How's it going Peace?" I asked smugly from my place on the bench. He grunted and sent me a look that spelled murder.

Peace eventually decided that getting up on the bigger of the metal spikes that were getting out was a good idea. I disagreed but held my tongue. If he wanted to get himself killed it wasn't my place to stop him. Let him be an idiot.

Here's an interesting fact for you, I can't use both of my powers at the same time. So when my unwanted premonition clouded my vision with white I lost the restraint I was putting on Tall Boy and Chubby Guy, but I didn't care.

Most people wouldn't call me a hero. So when the premonition showed Peace falling into the death trap I almost let him. That lasted only a second though, because I'm not completely heartless even if he was an idiot for even climbing up on the thing in the first place.

As soon as my vision cleared I bounded off of the bench and grabbed the back of Pyro's shirt, yanking him backward.

"What the hell are you doing, Nelson?" he growled from the floor.

"You were going to fall Hot-Head." I said simply.

"No I wasn't." he growled again. I almost corrected him before I decided it was a wasted effort, shrugged and left. I heard the time over bell ring out before I left the stadium and the sound of the citizen mulching washed into my ears.

Story of my life.