your teacher happens to be the son of Superior, and a very dangerous man in his own right, you follow the rules. "It's Max," he says as he glances at the screen. "How did he get my number again?"
"Take it," Nico says. "Everyone else keep trying to blow something up. You'll get the hang of it sooner or later--except you, Emily, you've already passed for the day," he says, looking to the redhead in the back. She's still smoking from her last experiment.
"I think I burned my eyebrows," Emily says, getting up and heading for Jack. He looks at her until she reaches up and turns his head. "Hold still, I need a mirror," she says as she examines her reflection.
"There a reason you're skipping class?" Jack answers the phone. You can't exactly yell at your brother's girlfriend for being a derp, after all.
"Cape business. I need you to meet someone about your fight tonight," Max says. "His name is Ace."
"Ace?" Jack repeats. The entire room goes still, looking at him intently. "Like the Ace from Morgan's stomach?"
"That sounds extremely disturbing when you put it that way," Max says. "But yeah, that Ace. We've found him."
"I don't know why I wrote it there!" Morgan complains. "I should have put it on my arm or something."
"You don't know why you put it at all," Jack points out. Lately, though, she hasn't been giving him such a hard time, so he leaves it at that. "Fine, bring him to the school--that okay, Nico?" he asks Nico.
"Sure, it's fine. I'll go greet them," Nico says.
"I'll go with you," Jack says, getting to his feet. He looks over the group as they all get to their feet.
"We'll all go," Morgan says.
"No," Nico says. "Jack, you come, the rest of you can figure out how to spy--and not get caught. If you get caught, you get detention, got it?" They looked at each other, and a very confident smile crosses a few faces.
"Fine," Adanna says. "That sounds interesting."
***
"So... we're going to the school that's r un by a super villain," I say, since I still can't seem to get this through my mind. "I told my dad I wouldn't transfer," I add, as if Max would care.
"Why not?" Max asks. "Do you have something important keeping you at that school? Friends? A girlfriend?"
Friends? Not likely. A girlfriend? More like impossible. But--it--"It's up to me what I do with my life, okay?" I snap. "I don't want people just barging in and trying to stick me somewhere simply because I'm not what they thought I was. Dad practically disowned me when he thought I was a norm, you know? He was just going to wave and say 'have a good life' and never look back--then that moron Matt decides to punch me for no reason! In the middle of the hall!"
"What?" Max asks. "And you dodged it, right? Unless he's a cape, too--"
"He's a norm."
"So you dodged it," Max concludes.
"I didn't dodge it."
"Did you catch it?"
"I didn't catch it."
He stares at me. "You took a hit from a norm... why?"
"Because I'm not a character in a book or a movie, or whatever. I'm not some sudden underdog that everyone wants to cheer for, I'm not--I'm not--" I make a frustrated sound, unable to come up with an explanation. "I'm not an underdog," I finally growl.
"So you decide to prove it by taking the hit... and what, breaking his fist? Prove that you're super, and he's not even worth dodging for, huh? He must have really pissed you off," Max says. "Instead of what, standing up for your rights and yelling for equality, because we both know very well that we won't ever be equal with a norm, will we."
Why is he grouping me with him? He's one of the top up and coming super villains--I don't even have illusion abilities. "All I have is a bit of strength, speed, and, apparently, a rock hard jaw," I mutter. "I'm not like you."
"We'll find that out soon enough," he says as we come into view of Death Canyon. There's a strip of tattered yellow police tape around the entire