Hey guys, thanks for the reviews and follows! I just want to get out there that this story was started on impulse because I wanted to use my characters... The OCs that will show up in this story are all going to be overpowered, Mary Sue, and Gary Stu. There's just no going around this fact despite what I want to think. ^^"
The thing is that they're like this on purpose. It makes them fun characters. Well, at least to me... But whatever.
Man this story got out of control so fast... The main reason is I wanted the details and everything out of the way so I could get right down to the friendship and all that. :P
[Disclaimer] 3D is everything. This does not mean 3D owns everything. She owns her characters for now though.
Of Dragons and Wyverns Too Chap 2
A hospital visit and jet ride later (Jack had surgery and a few hours of bed rest before finally being lucid enough to make a call to his jackboots) NJ was sitting in a crosslegged position on the corner of Jack's worktable. Jack himself was sitting in a wheelchair and dejectedly poking at a paper with a pen.
"You should probably be resting." The kid commented.
"Well you should be in school, but I'm not saying anything." Jack deadpanned dully.
"Schools don't like me. They say I should be in high school. But then the high schoolers are such idiots I won't stay in the school. My sister and dad might love being prematurely geniuses but I don't like being too smart for my age group." Jack looked up from the table.
"I knew you talked too weird to be a normal kid. What's your IQ?"
"Don't know, won't take the test." He shrugged. "Plus my dad broke the IQ test when he tried taking it last, and my sister is close to doing the same…"
"How do you break an IQ test?!" Jack sat up straight with a dumbfounded look.
"I have no idea." NJ's head fell and his chin hit his chest. "The test doesn't really judge how smart you are anyways."
"Your family is starting to sound insane."
"Not really. They ARE insane. And the Brithyrs are the calmer side…" He sighed wearily.
"You're kidding," Jack looked at him sympathetically when NJ sighed again. "Dude, at least your family interacts with you. My mom and dad literally gave me my own house to live in on my last birthday so I'd finally get out of their hair."
"Ugh, I'd love having a house of my own away from my family… They'd stop by enough that I'd still interact with them, I'd just have to kick them out a lot." Jack snorted.
"Well you can stay here for now. I have more than enough room," Jack waved a hand upwards, his workshop was in the basement. "You know, you're pretty cool yourself. But I'm getting the feeling you don't have any friends?"
"No. My cousins are nice and all too, they're just… as crazy as the rest of my family."
"Well there's gotta be someone in your family you like."
"Yeah, one of my uncles." NJ smiled. "He's just plain awesome, and he didn't grow up with my dad and his siblings so he's not very much like everyone else in my family. He's also a former assassin."
"Woah." Jack's eyebrows lifted. "Real assassin? You're serious?"
"Uh huh." NJ again showed his age by the adoring shine in his eyes. "He's so cool, he was called 411 but his code name was Slash, and he liked it so much that when he stopped being an assassin he made it his real name. And since everyone calls me NJ, I never get my own nickname so he gave me a name that he calls me and it doesn't mean anything unlike the rest of the names in my family. It's awesome, and he knows all sorts of really cool things too! He taught me how to play instruments and use guns to, because my family doesn't like using weapons like guns, and he-"
"Alright there fanboy, calm down a bit." Jack snickered at the light blush on his face. "You really like him don't you?"
"Yeah…" NJ ducked his head.
Jack just snickered again and tapped the paper he'd been poking. "Since you're supposedly smart, wanna check this out for me?" He lifted it up, showing the blueprints for an odd looking robot. "With my leg I can't exactly be moving metal around too much anyways, unless it's something small."
Taking the paper NJ skimmed it over. "If I knew anything about robots, I'd understand about fifty percent more of this. As it is it seems pretty cool. How about this, you tell/show me what to do and I put the bigger stuff together."
Jack nodded. "You know how to weld?"
"Yeah, my dad would legitimately have a heart attack if I was capable of making anything but perfect welds. Plus hanging around my aunt and uncle, who like doing traditional blacksmithing, means I can handle metal really well."
"Awesome." Jack grinned. "So here's what we need to do to get started…"
A few hours later, one of Jack's giant screens blinked on. Jack jumped in surprise and a greasy NJ simply looked up without even flinching. A familiar face glared at them.
"Jack Spicer, you have not reported in from your last attempt at taking a Shen Gon Wu from the Xiaolin monks."
"Ah heh heh…" Jack shrunk back in fear, NJ giving the Dragon Warlord a dull look. "Well, you see…"
"I told you," Wuya's voice purred, faint because she stood out of sight somewhere. "He probably lost the Wu and is going to try giving some sort of lame excuse for his failure."
"Actually," NJ began, having been filled in on the Shen Gon Wu by Jack during the jet ride. "His foot was crushed in a mini avalanche caused by the Earth-Held and he was incapacitated as they escaped. Furthermore, it was such a grievous injury that it was a miracle he did not pass out on the mountainside. Luckily I was nearby and had come to investigate the fact that the monks were idiots enough to shout in an avalanche zone. Assisting him I brought him to the nearest hospital and am now staying with him as he is interesting and to avoid the insanity that is my relations." The boy spat out the entire story with no small amount of disdain and a tone of voice that just screamed defiance, yet with a completely blank face and not a sign of emotion. Jack had learned that doing that was NJ's specialty.
"And by Earth-Held he means Clay, I don't know why he's got these weird names for them but he won't explain and you don't really care about that so I'll just shut up now…" Jack trailed off with a squeak.
"Who are you?" Chase's eyes narrowed at the insults the boy had subtly shot him using body language.
He was surprised and suspicious seeing the signs. Humans could only see that type of body language when trained in it specifically for years, they simply weren't perceptive enough. He on the other hand could very easily see it and they weren't the kinds that humans did naturally without even noticing but signs that could only be done intentionally with knowledge of such complicated body language.
"I am Nock Junior, NJ for short." There, right there. The kid had moved his head so that his chin lifted in such a tiny movement that no human would ever catch notice of it. But it was done purely intentionally, a show of courage to bare his neck even in the slightest.
"And why, might I ask, do you find this pathetic worm interesting?" Chase's eyes narrowed further.
"Well if you can't see it, I don't want to spoil the surprise." NJ replied deadpan. "Besides, you wouldn't understand it in your entire life if you went through therapy Adurna style."
Chase just raised an eyebrow in confusion as Wuya made a sputtering sound in the background.
"How do you know that word?!" She actually shoved Chase clear out of the way so she could see better and glare straight at NJ.
"I should ask you the same question." The kid gave her an annoyed look. "After all, I know for a fact someone like you would be unable to use it honestly."
Glaring at him Wuya seemed about to cuss him out but she suddenly froze when Chase's voice growled from behind her.
"Wuya, move. Now." The raw malice in his voice caused her to scramble out of the way. Chase come back into view and he gave a stonefaced look at them. "Since you are so terribly injured, Spicer, I shall leave you to your recovery. I expect you to contact me as soon as you are able. Now, Wuya… I believe I need to have a talk with you…"
Jack was all too glad to turn the screen off with a remote. He sighed and shrunk down into the wheelchair in relief.
"So he's your 'boss'?" NJ questioned with suddenly narrowed eyes as he turned to the boy genius.
"Okay, maybe that word didn't quite describe him right…" Jack laughed awkwardly. "He's not so bad, actually, he's just probably annoyed that I messed up… again…"
"Maybe you wouldn't mess up if he didn't send one person to fight against four." NJ looked at him as if he was astonished Jack hadn't thought of that.
"Well, they're just a bunch of stupid kids...?" Jack tried to defend Chase but shrank back at the angry look on NJ's face.
"Number one, don't ever underestimate your enemies. Number two, never underestimate yourself. You have the worst self-worth I've seen since when my cousin Gajeel first met Lo'! And that guy had some legitimate REASONS to be doubting his worth! You! Do! Not! You are far more than anyone ever believes and it is demeaning and quite frankly insulting that someone like you is treated so horribly by those around you!" He was in full rant mode now, standing ramrod straight and had even started stomping.
"Uh, NJ? Really, its fine, I'm used to it-"
"NO! You should not accept that treatment! Nobody should just accept such treatment!" NJ stomped and Jack's eyes widened when the papers scattered around his workshop fluttered briefly. "You have so much potential it is awe inspiring!" Stomp. A short breeze suddenly ruffled Jack's hair as he stared. "To think that they not only look past such obvious potential, but not see it in the first place is indication of just how ridiculously idiotic they all are!" A harder stomp. Wind stirred in a circular motion around the room before stopping.
"NJ..?!"
He either ignored him or didn't hear him. "And I am absolutely infuriated that such things are present in you with none of them recognizing it!" A stomp, even harder. The breeze didn't stop this time but continued slowly swirling. "And it completely-" Stomp and the wind sped up. "Torques me off-" His entire body shook with rage and the entire room was filled with rough wind. "That it is all THAT obvious-" Jack ducked a screwdriver and held a wrench up to fend off any other projectiles tossed around by the wind. "Even in the PITYINGLY short-" NJ was full on shouting now, Jack watching him in awe. Somehow he couldn't work it up inside him to be scared, despite the wind flying everywhere clearly being controlled by the kid in front of him. "Time that I have known you!"
"Why do you care so much?" Jack shouted out of the blue, hoping to snap him out of it. It worked.
"Because you're my-" NJ's face was immediately filled with mortification and a crimson blush spread across his face. The wind stopped so suddenly the objects flying around just dropped to the floor, papers slowly flittering back down as Jack stared at him in confusion.
"I'm your what?" He cautioned, wheeling himself a little closer now that he didn't risk getting brained.
"I, maybe, um… How about I start from the beginning…" The boy covered his face with his hands, the blush creeping all the way down to his neck. "You see, I might… not… be fully… human…"
Okay, first of all: There will be references to characters from different shows and movies and all that. That's because NJ is just one OC amidst a ton of interconnecting characters and OCs, so things get confusing pretty quick. I'll keep the references to a minimum though. :P
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