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Here's the prolouge of the first book...
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By: GhostWriter
Prologue
Three scientists were in as lab filled with computers. Two were standing, and one was sitting, because he was tied to a chair. One of the two standing, a male, wore a triumphant expression, while the other, a woman, seemed fretful and unsure.
"Hit the switch!" exclaimed the confident scientist to the uncertain one, "Hit the switch, and let the greatest experiment ever begin!"
"No!" cried the captive scientist, "You don’t know what you are doing!"
"Of course I do!" countered the confident scientist, "Now hush up and watch like a good little boy!"
"Please, I’ve change my mind, I don’t want to do this…" spoke the fretful scientist.
"You don’t have much of a choice, now," said the confident scientist as he pulled a gun on the tied scientist, "do you?"
"Don’t do it! The results will be 3 times worse than my death!" cried the tied up scientist.
"I… I can’t… I have to…" she struggled to make up her mind. Save the world, or the one she loved.
In the end, as all humans do, she let her heart win over what was right. Hanging her head down, she turned away to a machine, typed in a series of codes onto its keypad and caused a clear box to open up that contained a switch.
"Good… good…" crooned the scientist with the gun, "You’ve made a wise choice!"
"For the love of god, think about what you are about to do!" yelled the tied down scientist, struggling against his ropes, "this will go for the people closest to it but then it will fan out and go straight for one target age group! We haven’t worked out the kinks! Think about the children!"
"Screw the children!" yelled the gun-toting scientist, "Think of the power I will hold! I’ll have a team of the world’s best men to find a way to fix the brats when I take over the world!"
"You said it was for science!" screamed the female scientist, "You said it was going to be the greatest experiment ever!"
"Well," said the mad man, smirking, "I lied."
He reached out and flipped the switch. At first nothing happened. Then there was a low rumbling sound emitting from the machine. A bright white light followed soon, blinding all three people in the room.
"Hahahahahaha!" laughed the crazed scientist, as the light faded, "Yes! Yes! I can feel the power!"
"As can I!"
The tied scientist was standing with the female scientist in his arms.
"How did you get out?!" shouted the crazed scientist.
"Just like you, we know how to harness the power of this device. We did, in fact, build it, how would it look if we did not know how to work it?"
"No matter, I am so much more powerful, you will never be able to escape me now!"
"On the contraire, my dear deluded friend, we are now leaving."
And the man and the woman disappeared from view, leaving behind only a cloud of blue smoke.
"NOOO!" he shouted, slamming his fists to the ground, but then regaining his composure, "No matter, I’ll deal with them when the time comes, but for now, I must leave before police become alerted…"
"Yeah, too late for that one, buddy" came a voice behind him.
"Hmm?" he said turning around to see several cops behind him, "Well now, this may actually be a good thing…"
"Yea, yea, yea," Said a cop, "Put your hands up where we can see you and step away from those machines, they’re property of the government now."
The scientist smiled and began to raise his hand while slowly walking towards them, "You mean like this?"
"Yea, that’s it, nice an’ slow…"
Suddenly, the scientist stopped.
"You know," he said, grinning, "I don’t think I’d like being arrested!"
His hands suddenly crackled with energy and two huge machines on the sides of the police flew into the air.
"What in the blue blazes…" one cop began.
Then the scientist brought his hands together and the machines fell, crushing the cops.
The scientist looked at what he had done, continued to smile, rose into the air, and flew off into the night sky.
Behind him, one cop, who had hung in the back and therefore escaped the brunt of the attack, pulled out a small radio.
"The device was activated!" he gasped into it, "We were too late!"
Then the man dropped his head, never to raise it again.
Elsewhere
A tall black teen sat watching a TV show. The lights began to flicker and the TV screen began to grow intensely bright. The male suddenly heard the theme song of the main character repeat itself inside his head, steadily growing louder until it was a deafening roar.
"Ah!" he screamed, as he stood up, hands over his ears, only to collapse again onto the floor with the sound of "Danny Phantom!" echoing in his ears until everything was black and quiet.
A short Asian teen was flicking through TV channels, trying to find one to watch and stopped on a cartoon about a dragon. As he watched a little bit of it, the lights began to flicker and his screen glowed.
"Hey! What’s going on!"
Suddenly the theme song began to play in his head and the name of the main character as repeated over and over in his head, growing stronger by the second.
Without uttering a word, he fell out of his chair and to his knees. Clenching his teeth, trying to stand up, he fell forward onto the floor entirely, while the words "American Dragon!" continued to be screamed in his head until he passed out.
A white teenage girl sat on her stomach on her bed reading a comic book of everyone’s friendly neighborhood wall-crawler. As she reached the middle, the lights flickered and she turned to look at her lamp.
"I changed those lights this week…"
Suddenly her comic’s pages began to turn, as if being blown by a wind that wasn’t there. They stopped when on the front cover and the words began to brighten up intensely. The words "Spider-Man!" echoed in her mind until she passed out.
An Asian female teen was playing a game. As she struck the final blow on the game boss, her lights began to flicker and the controller began to glow in her hands.
"What in the…" she began, dropping the controller and standing up, only to fall to her knees clutching her head as the name of the main hero in her game screamed in her head.
"Sonic!"
A black male sat in front of a computer getting information and pictures of his favorite hero for his website. Suddenly his computer screen began to glow as he clicked on a close-up shot of his favorite hero.
"Whoa..."
Then he grabbed at his head as voices began to chant "Static!" over and over again in his head until he blacked out.
In an orphanage three boys were in an empty rec room, each doing something different. The smallest looking one was reading a comic book. Of the other two, obviously twins, one was watching a recorded TV episode and the other was playing with a small handheld toy.
"Man, if the basketball team knew you both are still obsessed with that stuff…" said the smaller one.
"Well, at least mines isn’t too bad, but that toy and the show itself dude, they would laugh you outta town…" said the boy looking at the TV.
"Good thing they’ll never find out, cause yall wouldn’t want me to…" started the third boy.
Suddenly the toy began to glow in his hand.
"Wha?!" he exclaimed.
"Wow" said his twin, as the TV began to glow also.
"Now this is weird…" said the smaller boy, as his comic began to glow in his hands.
Then all three boys began to react to the sudden pain in their heads as a voice screamed in each of their heads.
"Wolverine!"
"Dragon Ball Z!"
"Digimon!"
All over the vast town and even into the near countryside, lights shone out from random locations into the night. A pair of shadowy figures stood atop a tall hill overlooking the town.
"Look sister," said the taller of the two, "I think we’ve found where we belong…"
The other simply turned her hooded face towards her brother and smiled…
CHAPTER ONE
Michael woke up suddenly, his eyes jerking open. His head felt like someone had decided that banging a hammer on it was a good idea. He lay still, recalling the weird dream he had been having just before he had woken.
In it, he had fought along side his favorite cartoon hero Danny Phantom, and had had the same powers as Danny himself!
Ha, he thought to himself, too bad it was only a dream. Though the ghost rays were pretty cool…
At that very instant his hands began to glow a dull green.
He sat up immediately, all traces of his headache gone, and looked at his hands as they continued to glow.
“Whoa!” he said aloud, “No way is this happening! Maybe there was something more to that dream… maybe I can shoot them too…”
His hands immediately glowed brighter and he felt energy quickly gather in his hands.
Just before it shot from his hands, a small part of his brain screamed, INTANGIBLITY!!!
Instantly he felt a sort of weightless, empty feeling as his body became translucent and the plasma blast passed through his body, leaving a big mark on the wall behind him.
“Cool!” he exclaimed, “Now to turn back…”
His body returned to normal as he finished the sentence.
“I’ve got better control over these powers than Danny Phantom did when he first got them!” He said to himself, “Okay now, invisibility!”
He looked down at were his body would’ve been and instead saw a white light emitting from where his body was supposed to be.
“Hmm…” he thought aloud, “can other people see this?”
He walked over towards his bathroom to take a look into his mirror. As he looked into it, he saw nothing, not even the white light he had seen when looking directly at himself.
“Guess that answers that…”
He returned himself to normal and realized what time it was.
“Whoa!” he exclaimed, “I’ve still got school, regardless of how surreal all of this is!”
There was a low rumbling outside. He turned to look out his window and saw his bus drive pass his house.
“Oh great… isn’t this just LOVELY…” he muttered, “Although, this gives me a great chance to test the whole, ‘Going Ghost’ thing out…”
Soon he stood on top of his roof fully dressed for school with his backpack on.
“Okay,” he said, “I’m going ghost!”
A white light began to omit around his midriff and then split into two, one going up and the other going down. As they passed over his body, his attire changed into a black jumpsuit with white trim and a white letter “M” in the middle of his chest.
“Nice!” he said, giving himself the once over, “Not too bad!”
Then he leapt off the roof and zoomed off towards his school, eager to tell his friends this amazing discovery of his.
CHAPTER TWO
“Jake! Get up! Come on Jacob! Get up and help me calm down Lionel!” came a voice, cutting through the dark cloud hanging over Jacobs mind.
“Wha…” he said, waking up to see his twin brother, Jesse, standing over him, “What’s going on?”
“Leo had some weird dream and now he’s flipping out and I can’t calm him down! And come to think of it, my dream wasn’t too normal either…”
Disregarding Jesse, Jacob looked towards the smaller boy sitting against the wall banging his head against it as hard as he could, while tears streamed down his face.
“Leo, what the hell are you doing?!” Jake exclaimed, leaping to his feet, “Pull it together dude, your gonna hurt yourself!”
“That’s the thing, he’s been doing everything he can to hurt himself, but it doesn’t seem to effect him…” said Jesse, standing beside Jacob.
“Wait,” interrupted Jacob, “What’s he saying?”
They both listened closer to what the younger boy was saying.
“I killed me… and him… how could I… why do I have these… why would they stay…” Lionel muttered to himself, unaware that the two older twins stood watching him.
“What?” said Jacob.
“This just goes back to what I said earlier,” said Jesse, “He’s had a weird dream that wasn’t exactly a nightmare, and the funny thing is so have I. And judging by the look on your face, so have you.”
“Yeah, I was fighting with and against the DBZ characters, but that had to have just been a dream right?”
“DBZ, eh?” said Jesse, holding up a small handheld toy from the TV show, Digimon, “Mines involved this little baby. And if my hunch if correct, those lights we saw last night and these dreams are connected.”
“You’re about to do something really stupid and dumb that’s gonna somehow prove a point I don’t want to know about, aren’t you?” moaned Jacob.
“You bet I am,” replied Jesse, holding out the digivice out in front of him, “And hopefully it’ll work just the same way as in my dream…”
Suddenly his digivice began to glow from its small screen. Jesse never moved, but Jacob took a step back in surprise and even Lionel stopped his muttering and stared at Jesse.
Pressing a button on the side of the digivice, Jesse said, “Execute! Digi-weapon activate!”
His entire digivice glowed white in his hands and then it began to shift its form to become a long white staff with blue engravings.
“Whoa…” sighed Jacob, “Dude, that is so freaking awesome man…”
“That ain’t got nothing on the other things this baby can do!” said Jesse, whirling the staff around himself like a pro, “Funny thing is, in the Digimon TV show, the was never a ‘digi-weapon’ command. On ANY of the seasons. So I don’t know how this is involved, but what I do know is that I can digivolve just like in the 4th season.”
“I have no clue what you just said, but I’m starting to think that maybe my dream had something good come out of it, no matter how scary it was…”
The twins turned to see Lionel standing behind them, no longer crying, and with one hand in front of his face balled into a fist.
“What do you mean by that Leo?” asked Jacob.
“Watch my hand closely and learn…” replied Leo.
As both twins watched, waiting to see what power their younger brother had, they gasped in awe. Before their very eyes, three sharp metallic claws rose from the back of his hand, through the skin, between his knuckles.
“No way…” gasped Jesse.
“Wolverine?” breathed Jacob.
“Oh yeah, healing gene, animal-like senses, and all.” responded Lionel, “Wouldn’t surprise me if I could fight a little like him.”
“Good,” said Jacob, “Then you wouldn’t need us to protect you all the time!”
“Ouch,” winced Lionel, “That one hurt…”
“Well what about you then, Mr. Cheapshot?” asked Jesse, “What’d you get?”
“Well, since you asked, and since both of you seemed to have gotten something, I guess I can try and see if I have anything special... why don’t we get dressed for school first though, I think I’d better do this one outside…”
After they had gotten dressed and met outside in the cool early morning, Jesse and Lionel waited for Jacob to show his power.
Jacob held up a hand towards the sky, palm out. As he concentrated, a blue glowing ball of energy swirled in his hand.
“Whoa…” exclaimed the other two.
“Yeah,” agreed Jacob, also in awe, “I didn’t think this would really work…”
Concentrating more, the ball got bigger.
“Better shoot that before it gets too big…” warned Jesse.
“Yeah, your right,” said Jacob.
The ball shot forward into the sky, spiraling about 75 ft up and then exploding in a blue light.
“Can you fly?” asked Lionel.
“Let’s find out,” said Jacob, already concentrating on this.
He found it surprisingly easier than he thought, and he soon discovered how fast he could move and how quickly he could change his position in the air, as he zoomed around the field behind the orphanage.
“I’m tired of just watching,” stated Jesse, pulling out his digivice from his belt and holding it at arms length beside him.
It began to glow from the screen and then he pressed the button on the side again, but this time changed his words a little.
“Execute!” he cried, and as he did so, a band of multi-colored light appeared around his free hand. He bought the digivice up to this light until the top of it grazed this light. As he pulled it away, a trail of the band of light followed from his hand to his digivice. “Spirit Evolution!”
As Lionel watched, a huge white ball appeared around his brother, completely blocking him from view. Then the white globe began to crack and then, in one mighty burst, it shattered, the pieces vanishing as if they never existed.
Where Jesse once stood, instead stood a strange figure. He stood at about 10 and a half ft tall. He had two sets of white wings on his back. His hair was long and black and on his eyes he wore a gold sort of helmet/visor crossbreed that covered his eyes from view. His limbs were long and muscular and he wore a golden breastplate, as if from the middle ages. In one hand, he held the same staff that Jesse had had earlier, but this one had bladed edges that could be withdrawn and put back out at will. On the other arm was a sort of wrist blade. His legs had certain parts covered in golden armor, such as the knees and the calf muscles.
Both Jacob and Lionel just stared at this being.
“What are you looking at?” it asked, in a voice strangely closely related to Jesse’s, only deeper, “Haven’t yall seen a Digimon before?”
“No!” said Jacob, “What kind of dumb question is that?”
“Dude, no way!” exclaimed Lionel.
“Yeah,” stated Jesse, examining himself, “this is wicked, right?”
“No, no, no,” said Lionel, shaking his head, “screw that. That’s not what I’m talking about. What I’m saying ‘no way’ about is the fact that the two of you can fly, and I can’t! I swear if you two ever fly to school and make me ride the bus, I’ll so get my revenge…”
“Don’t worry,” laughed Jesse, “You can ride with me, come on or we’ll be late.”
“I’m going ahead, catch up if you can!” said Jacob, as he zoomed off into the sky.
“Hey! No fair!” shouted Lionel, as Jesse swooped by and picked him up.
“Don’t worry about it,” Jesse said, “That idiot went the wrong way.”
CHAPTER THREE
“Yeah, I know, I heard of it too!”
“I didn’t get it, but the two kids in the houses beside me did…”
“I don’t know how it happened!”
“A lot of them aren’t here today, they say that their not gonna need an education anymore so they’re gonna quit school!”
The hallways of Chastain High buzzed as more and more kids reportedly had woken up with powers that strangely resembled those of whatever form of entertainment they were watching, playing, or even reading.
“Wow,” said a short Asian boy with short spiky black hair, “Seems like we weren’t the only ones, Brad…”
“Yeah,” agreed the average height black boy with braided black hair that reached his shoulders, “Seems so…”
A girl with dirty blond hair walked up from behind them, “So I’m not the only one from our little group to wake up and feel, for lack of a better word, different?”
“Hey Leslie,” said the Asian, “You mean you’ve got some kind of power too?”
“Yeah Luke,” she responded, “I think it’s from Spider-Man.”
“What makes you think that?” asked Brad.
She raised her hand out in front of her and pulled back her middle and ring fingers. I white string-like substance shot out of it and hit the ceiling.
“THAT’S what makes me think that…” she said, “What about you two?”
“Well, I seem to have the powers of Static, you know, that hero from the TV show Static Shock?” said Brad, as he held up his hand and electricity jumped between his fingers.
“And I’m pretty sure this only happens on that Disney show, American Dragon…” began Luke.
“Are you sure you should do that here…” warned Brad, but a little too late.
“Dragon Up!” shouted Luke.
A red ring of what looked like fire circled around his feet and began to travel up his body, changing him as it went up. His feet began scaly and clawed and his shoes seemed to disappear. His body became red and scaly and black spikes appeared along his back and down his new tail, which was half as tall as Luke himself originally was. Luke now stood as a 7 and a half ft tall red dragon with black spike-like scales running along his spine.
“Oh yeah, who rocks?” he said, smiling a weird dragon smile that exposed his sharp teeth.
“Oh my god!”
“He’s one of them!”
“What’d he change into?”
“Is that from Digimon?”
“Who cares, is he gonna attack us?”
The students around them were staring at Luke, looked at the web Leslie had made, and looked at the electricity now crackling along Brad’s arm.
“Are ANY of them safe?”
“If we run, will they chase us?”
“But they’re our friends, they wouldn’t hurt us, would they?”
“Told you this might not have been the best place to do that Luke…” muttered Brad, “You just wanted to show off…”
“I didn’t think they’d take it this bad…” Luke said in defense, as he changed back to a normal human.
“How do we get out of here without them thinking we’re trying to attack them?” asked Leslie, looked at the scared students around them.
“Leave that to me,” Came a voice from what seemed like beside them.
Suddenly a tall black boy with shoulder-length white dreadlocks appeared beside them. He wore a black jumpsuit with white trim and a white M on the middle of his chest.
“Whoa,” said Brad, “Michael, is that you man?”
“The one and only…” he responded, looking at the now terrified group around them, “But now is not the time, so hold on to each other and I’ll get us out of here…”
“Wha?” began Luke, as both Brad and Leslie grabbed a part of him and then grabbed onto Michael’s shoulders.
Suddenly, they all felt a weightless feeling and felt themselves begin to sink lower.
“Are we going into the ground?” asked Brad.
“Yup,” responded Michael.
“Isn’t this called…” began Brad.
“Intangibility,” interrupted Michael, “Yes it is.”
“And isn’t that one of the powers of…”
“Danny Phantom, yeah, it is…”
“So you got Danny Phantoms powers?”
“Well aren’t you smart…” said Michael,” we should be safely away from people now…”
They began to rise and when they finally regained their normal feeling, they were in an empty hallway.
“So you can walk through things,” asked Luke, “What else can you do?”
“I can fly, turn invisible, change between my stronger ghost form and my normal human form, shoot ghost rays, and I can probably do that Ghostly Wail thingy the real Danny can do…”
“Wow,” said Leslie, “Well, we can…”
“I already know,” interrupted Michael, changing back to his normal self. “I was there the entire time.”
“You were?” said Luke.
“Yeah, I was gonna mess with your heads but then yall needed me, so I helped instead…”
“Hey,” said Brad, looking out the nearby door, “What’s that?”
A bluish streak zoomed across the field beside there school, heading towards them.
“I don’t know, but it’s headed straight for us…” said Leslie.
“Maybe we should get out of here,” stated Michael, backing away.
“Hang on a sec,” said Luke, “I think that’s Lin!”
The other three peered out at the figure moving towards them at an extremely fast speed.
“Oh snap, I think you’re right!” agreed Brad.
Sure enough, after dashing into the door, the figure in front of them was their friend Lin. She was an Asian girl of average height, with green eyes and she had long blue hair that reached her hips.
“What the heck did you do to your hair?” asked Leslie.
“And why are your eyes green now?” asked Luke.
“It might have to do with the fact that I now have the powers of Sonic the Hedgehog!” she laughed, “Seems like it’s affected my appearance too!”
“Well,” said Luke, “You aren’t the only one with something cool to show! Dragon Up!”
CHAPTER FOUR
“And in conclusion, there will be an assembly establishing what our fellow students are going through, with all of these weird things happening. I ask that those with these, powers, please refrain from using them. Thank you and have a good day at school”
Jesse and Jacob sat in their classroom, listening to the principal’s announcement.
“Oh that’s just not fair,” complained Jacob, “They don’t want us to have any fun!”
“That’s just because they’re jealous cause we can do all this cool stuff and they can’t!” agreed Jesse.
“The two of you have powers too?” inquired a student in front of them.
“Of course we do,” responded Jacob, “And mines can literally blow you away.”
“Can you show it?” asked another student?
“I’d get in trouble, and I can’t risk getting kicked off the basketball team and having them say I’m not going to be allowed to play football,” said Jacob.
“Well, what about you Jesse,” the student said, “Do you have a power?”
“Yeah, and it all is in here,” Jesse said, pulling out his digivice from his belt.
“Is that a toy?” the students snickered.
“This ‘toy’ could very likely help me kill you if I wanted to,” retorted Jesse, “Haven’t you ever seen Digimon?”
“HA!” the students laughed, “You watch Digimon! Isn’t that a kids show?”
Jesse’s digivice screen began to glow and Jesse moved his finger towards the side button, a band of light appearing on his left hand, “I’ll show you to laugh at me…”
“Cut it out dude,” muttered Jacob, “We can’t get banned from sports.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll stop,” sighed Jesse, the light fading away, “But they are so freaking lucky…”
Later that day…
The students shuffled into the auditorium and took their seats, waiting for the assembly to begin. This was one assembly that the students actually wanted to hear.
As the students quieted down, the principal walked onto the stage and began to speak,
“As many of you know, several of our students appear to have special, capabilities, that we normally wouldn’t have. Apparently there IS in fact an answer to all of this. And the government has decided it is best for you all to know what this is.”
“I shall now introduce two scientist who developed a technology and also have powers of their own, Dr. Samuel Johnson and Dr. Rachel Foster!”
Two people walked onto the stage. The male was a tall red headed white guy. He wore a black tee with blue jeans that actually sagged and seemed like he was about 27 years old.
The woman wore a pink shirt and wore blue jeans. She was also tall and she had long, wavy blond hair that went to the middle of her back. She also wore glasses.
In the crowd, Jesse, Jacob, and Lionel were sitting together.
“No way are those two scientist!” whispered Jacob, “I mean, come on, neither of them can be over 30 and the clothes…”
“Who cares dude,” Jesse whispered back, “That girl’s hot as hell…”
“Got that right…” muttered Lionel.
Back on stage, Dr. Johnson had begun to talk,
“Hello students, as you know, I am Dr. Johnson and this is my fellow scientist, Dr. Foster. We may not look it, but we are two of the most brilliant minds on earth.
“We have been developing a way to harness energy from a realm unknown to this world as a power source, but that is used everyday. The power of imagination.”
Several people began to laugh.
“Now I know how this may sound, but it turns out to be possible. And while you’re laughing, how else can you explain these powers that people seem to have?”
The laughing that had been heard began to fade out.
Dr. Foster now stepped up and began to talk,
“We were very close to perfecting it, when a fellow scientist working with us turned against us at forced us to turn on our machine. He had Dr. Johnson tied and at gunpoint, forcing me to begin the experiment.
“As those of you with these powers know, there was a white light that caused you to pass out, along with a name that repeated in your head. That name was the name of whatever fictional character you gained your power from.
“That white light was omitted from the machine we had been forced to activate. That ‘light’ was actually the only known way to tap into the realm of imagination. It was designed to tap into individual imagination. Therefore, whatever was currently on your mind at the time was what it tapped into and gave you that power. Sadly, since we had not completed it, it would work correctly only on those closest to the machine. After that, it worked only for one age group, yours.”
Dr. Johnson began to speak again,
“We tell this to your school because this area will have the most people affected. Granted the affects can spread as far as Asia…”
There were a few gasps in the audience.
“If anyone out there IS affected, it’ll only be a handful in the entire continent. Even in this entire state, with the exception of this area, there will not be anymore than about 50…”
In the audience, Luke whispered to Brad, “That’s still a lot, and that’s not including this area…”
Back on stage, Dr. Foster had once again stepped up,
“I, having gained a certain ability, know that several of you out there don’t believe a word of this, simply because you haven’t seen anyone do anything special. Well, now I shall call on various people, who I know have abilities, to the stage to demonstrate…”
She began to look around the crowd. Her eyes stopped to rest on girl with long green hair that several people knew had been brown the day before, “You! Jenna! I believe you have a pretty nice ability, why don’t you come on up an demonstrate it for your classmates?”
Jenna began to walk towards the stage when Dr. Foster stopped her by saying, “No, not that way sweetie, the other way.”
Jenna stood as if confused for a second, then a green light began to omit from her right hand. It spread to cover her body and lifted her up from the floor and into the air. She flew to the stage and landed next to Dr. Foster.
“Jenna here has the power of Green Lantern. A ring allows her to create and command a powerful energy in the form of light. The ring cannot be taken off, but also never becomes uncomfortable,” explained Dr. Foster, as she began to search the crowd again,
“There is a young man out among you all who gave himself the nickname that no one knows him by. It is Ollie. If you can, I’d like for you to get onto this stage without a single person in this auditorium seeing you. Anyone who spots him and exposes him, I will give $50 dollars to. Ollie, if you make it, will give you the money instead. Ready? Go!”
Everyone began to look around to try and find anyone moving towards the stage. After about half a minute, Dr. Foster spoke up again,
“Seems as if no one was able to catch him in time…”
Someone from the crowd yelled, “What are you talking about, there’s no one else on the stage but you!”
“Actually, look closer,” Dr. Foster responded, “Ollie, come on out,”
A boy with dark brown hair and black eyes stepped from out of the shadows of the back of the stage. The other kids from school recognized him as Oliver, a pretty quiet kid who loved to skateboard and usually bought a skateboard to school and rode it home.
“He was able to use his power to sneak out of his seat in the back of this room and up onto this stage without ever being seen once. He gained the sneakiness and cunning of the video game character Sly Cooper.”
After she gave Oliver the money she promised, she turned to the crowd again and began to look around,
“I believe we have a ghost out there somewhere, would you please come onto the stage, along with your arachnid friend, your dragon friend, your electric friend, and your speedy friend,”
For a second, Michael looked to see who was go up onto the stage next. Then he realized she had been talking to him. And had told him to bring up his friends.
As Michael stood up, the others followed suit.
“Oh come on, don’t walk up here if you don’t have to!” said Dr. Foster.
That was all that Luke needed.
“Dragon Up!” Luke yelled.
“Fine then,” said Michael, “I’m Going Ghost!”
The two of them flew up to the stage, as Leslie raised her hands a caused a web to come out, which stuck to the ceiling so she could swing up. Lin raced to the stage and beat them all.
“Oh come on,” sighed Brad, “how the heck did I end up having to walk?”
After Brad reached the stage, Dr. Foster said, “They haven’t seen your power yet. Why don’t you show them?”
Brad opened his arms, turning his hands to face the audience, palms out. Electricity could be seen charging all over his body. It crackled as it surged over him.
“With pleasure,” was all he said, with a smile.
After Brad’s little show, Dr. Foster looked through the crowd, saying, “One more group is out there, and this group has a pretty unique set of powers. Jesse, Jacob, and Lionel, I’m talking about the three of you.”
Jacob immediately rose out of his seat and flew up onto the stage.
Once there, he said, “I’ve been wanting to test just how powerful I am. This is as good a time as any…”
He balled his hands into fist and closed his eyes in concentration. Energy began to crackle in the air around him and could visibly be seen. His body began to grow yellow and his hair and clothes flowed as if he were standing on a huge fan.
“Aaarrrggghhhh…” he screamed, as if in great pain.
The principal and several teachers rushed forward to help him, but this was when Dr. Johnson revealed a power of his. His arms stretched out and held the teachers at bay.
“You’ll only get yourselves hurt,” He said above the crackling energy.
“But he’s hurt!” they protested.
Dr. Johnson just rolled his eyes, “Jeez, haven’t you ever watched Dragon Ball Z? He’s not hurt, he’s going Super Sayin!”
Sure enough, with one final roar, a bright light erupted from around Jacob. As it cleared away, they saw him floating slightly off the ground, hair suddenly blond, extremely thick, and spiky.
He looked down at his hands and said, “Cool! It works!”
Several people in the crowd gasped at this entire ordeal, as Lionel and Jesse walked onto the stage.
“I highly doubt I can out do that,” said Lionel.
“That loser punk has powers?” came an anonymous voice from the audience.
Lionel’s head snapped in the direction of the voice and stared out intensely.
“Yes I do,” he said, raising his hands up in front of his face, “And it’ll insure you never say that to my face ever again, or I’ll use these,” his metal claws sliced out from his skin, “to cut you down to size.”
The same voice uttered a, “whoa…” as others in the audience laughed and gasped.
“And what about you, Jesse,” said Dr. Foster, “I like your talent in particular, almost as much as I like my own powers.”
Jesse stood staring at the floor, “No way, they’ll laugh…”
“Don’t worry dude,” said Jacob, “You know it’s a cool power, they won’t laugh, at least, not when they see the final result.”
Jesse sighed, and pulled off the Digivice from his belt.
Everyone in the audience looked at it for a second, then laughed.
Jesse stood for a second, then stuck it out in front of him, “Execute! Digi-weapon, activate!”
His Digivice transformed into his staff weapon.
“That’s it?” came a laughing voice from the crowd.
“That’s a stupid power!”
“It doesn’t even help explain the toy!”
Jesse shook with fear as he lowered the weapon to his side and caused it to change back to normal.
“You wanna laugh?” he said in a whisper that could strangely be heard throughout the auditorium, “I’ll give you something to laugh about…”
He extended his right arm straight out to the side of him.
“Execute…”
A bright light emitted from his body, causing the people in the crowd to shield their eyes. As they looked back on the stage, Jesse was gone. In his place stood the Digimon.
At that moment, the Digimon spoke, and simply said, “In this form, I am no longer Jesse. I am Infinimon…”
“Oh that so figures,” said Luke, “the one time I’m taller than everyone else, he goes and grows taller than me…”
CHAPTER FIVE
“So let me get this straight,” said Ollie, in a small room with the two doctors and all the others that had been on stage, “You want us to use our powers to keep people who also have these powers from using them in bad ways?”
It was after the assembly and the doctors had taken the group into a room backstage.
“Yeah,” said Dr. Johnson, nodding his head, “pretty much.”
“Well alright then,” said Brad, “I’m in. Besides, I ain’t got nothing better to do anyways.”
“Count me in too,” said Luke.
“And if he’s in, then so am I,” agreed Lin.
“Michael, what do you think?” asked Leslie.
“Well, it’d be the right thing to do…” he thought aloud, “And I have a weird feeling that I have to do this, so why not? I’m in too.”
“Well, I don’t want to be left out, so I’ll join too,” said Leslie.
“What about you two, Ollie and Jenna?” asked Dr. Foster, “Will you two join as well?”
“Sure, why not?” they both agreed.
“Well I ain’t doing it,” announced Jacob.
“Me neither,” agreed his twin.
“Why the heck not?” asked Lionel, shocked by their answers.
“Because, one: I don’t like the idea of having someone else tell me how to use my powers,” began Jesse.
“And two: we still have our sports to think about,” finished Jacob.
“Look Lionel, you can join up with them if you want, but we’re outta here,” said Jesse, as he and his brother turned to walk out the door.
“Catch yall on the flip side,” called Jacob as the door swung shut behind them.
Lionel looked at the door, then back at the group, then back at the door.
“Sorry guys,” he said, turning to follow his brothers.
“Okay,” said Dr. Johnson, “Now that we know who’s on the team, time to tell you who among you we’ve decided will lead this group.”
“Say what?” exclaimed Jenna, “I’ve gotta take orders from someone I’ve never really known that well? I only talk to Oliver on a regular basis!”
“Just quiet down, dear,” said Dr. Foster, “We understand that you may not like that idea, but we know they are the best choice and since me and Sam can’t be here all the time, someone’s gotta be able to take charge.”
“So who is it?” asked Michael.
“Funny you should ask,” stated Dr. Johnson, “considering it’s you.”
Everyone turned to look at Michael.
“That’s gotta be a joke, right?” asked Michael, “I mean, how could I be the most logical choice?”
“Come now dear,” said Dr. Foster, “you know just as well as I do that it makes sense that we’ve picked you. In case you still want to deny it, yes, one of my powers is that I’m a psychic.”
“So we take orders from him?” said Ollie, “Wonderful. So what exactly are your roles in all of this then?”
“Why, we train you of course!” laughed Dr. Johnson, like the answer should’ve been obvious, “Dr. Foster can use her psychic ability to figure out what your current ability limit is, and if you have any hidden abilities, and I know more about superheroes and villains than almost anyone on the planet.”
“Right…” said Leslie, “Where exactly would we do all of this?”
“Here, these maps will tell you how to get there from here and on the back, how to get there from your house,” said Dr. Foster, as she handed out papers with each of the kid’s names on them.
“Also, wear these at all times,” said Dr. Johnson, as he handed out devices that looked similar to pagers.
“What are we gonna do with pagers?” asked Luke.
“They aren’t pagers,” said Dr. Johnson, grinning, “They’re much cooler! You can use them to communicate between each other and us. We can send you assignments and they’re also your passes from class. They can only work for the person who first activates them. We call them Communication Link-Ups, or CLU’s.”
“Cool,” breathed Ollie, as he and the others activated their CLU’s and put on the headsets that came with them.
“Hey kids!” came a female voice in their ear.
“Whoa!” yelped a startled Jenna, as soon as the voice was heard.
“Who’s that?” asked Michael to the two scientist.
“That would be Lori,” replied Dr. Johnson, “She and Chester actually created the CLU’s, among other things.”
“We had been working in a lab very close to the room where the machine had been activated,” said a voice in their ears, this time male, “We were both affected. I gained the powers of Gear from the T.V. show, Static Shock.”
“While I,” came Lori’s voice, “Gained both the powers of Jubilee and Forge from the X-men. Basically, we’re the tech geeks that work with you.”
“And speaking of tech, I have something for the two of you that would normally have trouble keeping up with the others. That means you, Ollie and Brad.”
Dr. Johnson reached behind a table and pulled out two skateboards. Both had no wheels; one was made with lots of metal and one had very tiny rockets and foot restraints.
“Ollie,” came Chester’s voice again, “with your increased agility and dexterity, it’ll be easy for you to control the rocket hoverboard. Just activate it with the handprint touchpad on the underside of the board and it’ll link with your mind so that it’s easier to control.”
“As for you, Brad,” began Lori.
“No need to explain,” said Brad, raising a hand toward the metal board, “I know exactly what to do with this…”
A blast of electricity shot from his hand and connected with the board, causing it to rise into the air and hover there. Brad jumped and the board zoomed under his feet so that he landed on it. There was a flash of electricity as his feet were statically clung to the board.
“Excellent,” said Lori.
“Well, now that you know what we want you to do, we’re all done here,” said Dr. Foster.
“Although,” said Dr. Johnson, “I’d advise you clear up lots of free time after school.”
“Why?” asked Ollie, doing a kickflip on his hoverboard as it floated in the air next to Brad, who did a heelflip at the same time.
“You’re all going to have to patrol the surrounding area for anyone who was affected and is using their powers for bad,” replied Dr. Johnson.
“Are you serious?” asked Luke, “Please tell me that you’re joking.”
“Oh no,” said Dr. Foster, “You’re going to be patrolling the area everyday. And you will also practice with us almost everyday.”
“Aw man…” muttered Brad.
“Speaking of patrols,” said Chester, “We’ve got reports of people all over town abusing their powers.”
“Looks like you kids get a day off of school,” said Lori, “You’ve got to go handle this. We’ll tell you where to head. Michael, you decide who goes where.”
“Oh joy…” sighed Michael, “Okay, give me the places and what powers the person or people attacking it have.”
Untitled
By: GhostWriter
Prologue
Three scientists were in as lab filled with computers. Two were standing, and one was sitting, because he was tied to a chair. One of the two standing, a male, wore a triumphant expression, while the other, a woman, seemed fretful and unsure.
"Hit the switch!" exclaimed the confident scientist to the uncertain one, "Hit the switch, and let the greatest experiment ever begin!"
"No!" cried the captive scientist, "You don’t know what you are doing!"
"Of course I do!" countered the confident scientist, "Now hush up and watch like a good little boy!"
"Please, I’ve change my mind, I don’t want to do this…" spoke the fretful scientist.
"You don’t have much of a choice, now," said the confident scientist as he pulled a gun on the tied scientist, "do you?"
"Don’t do it! The results will be 3 times worse than my death!" cried the tied up scientist.
"I… I can’t… I have to…" she struggled to make up her mind. Save the world, or the one she loved.
In the end, as all humans do, she let her heart win over what was right. Hanging her head down, she turned away to a machine, typed in a series of codes onto its keypad and caused a clear box to open up that contained a switch.
"Good… good…" crooned the scientist with the gun, "You’ve made a wise choice!"
"For the love of god, think about what you are about to do!" yelled the tied down scientist, struggling against his ropes, "this will go for the people closest to it but then it will fan out and go straight for one target age group! We haven’t worked out the kinks! Think about the children!"
"Screw the children!" yelled the gun-toting scientist, "Think of the power I will hold! I’ll have a team of the world’s best men to find a way to fix the brats when I take over the world!"
"You said it was for science!" screamed the female scientist, "You said it was going to be the greatest experiment ever!"
"Well," said the mad man, smirking, "I lied."
He reached out and flipped the switch. At first nothing happened. Then there was a low rumbling sound emitting from the machine. A bright white light followed soon, blinding all three people in the room.
"Hahahahahaha!" laughed the crazed scientist, as the light faded, "Yes! Yes! I can feel the power!"
"As can I!"
The tied scientist was standing with the female scientist in his arms.
"How did you get out?!" shouted the crazed scientist.
"Just like you, we know how to harness the power of this device. We did, in fact, build it, how would it look if we did not know how to work it?"
"No matter, I am so much more powerful, you will never be able to escape me now!"
"On the contraire, my dear deluded friend, we are now leaving."
And the man and the woman disappeared from view, leaving behind only a cloud of blue smoke.
"NOOO!" he shouted, slamming his fists to the ground, but then regaining his composure, "No matter, I’ll deal with them when the time comes, but for now, I must leave before police become alerted…"
"Yeah, too late for that one, buddy" came a voice behind him.
"Hmm?" he said turning around to see several cops behind him, "Well now, this may actually be a good thing…"
"Yea, yea, yea," Said a cop, "Put your hands up where we can see you and step away from those machines, they’re property of the government now."
The scientist smiled and began to raise his hand while slowly walking towards them, "You mean like this?"
"Yea, that’s it, nice an’ slow…"
Suddenly, the scientist stopped.
"You know," he said, grinning, "I don’t think I’d like being arrested!"
His hands suddenly crackled with energy and two huge machines on the sides of the police flew into the air.
"What in the blue blazes…" one cop began.
Then the scientist brought his hands together and the machines fell, crushing the cops.
The scientist looked at what he had done, continued to smile, rose into the air, and flew off into the night sky.
Behind him, one cop, who had hung in the back and therefore escaped the brunt of the attack, pulled out a small radio.
"The device was activated!" he gasped into it, "We were too late!"
Then the man dropped his head, never to raise it again.
Elsewhere
A tall black teen sat watching a TV show. The lights began to flicker and the TV screen began to grow intensely bright. The male suddenly heard the theme song of the main character repeat itself inside his head, steadily growing louder until it was a deafening roar.
"Ah!" he screamed, as he stood up, hands over his ears, only to collapse again onto the floor with the sound of "Danny Phantom!" echoing in his ears until everything was black and quiet.
A short Asian teen was flicking through TV channels, trying to find one to watch and stopped on a cartoon about a dragon. As he watched a little bit of it, the lights began to flicker and his screen glowed.
"Hey! What’s going on!"
Suddenly the theme song began to play in his head and the name of the main character as repeated over and over in his head, growing stronger by the second.
Without uttering a word, he fell out of his chair and to his knees. Clenching his teeth, trying to stand up, he fell forward onto the floor entirely, while the words "American Dragon!" continued to be screamed in his head until he passed out.
A white teenage girl sat on her stomach on her bed reading a comic book of everyone’s friendly neighborhood wall-crawler. As she reached the middle, the lights flickered and she turned to look at her lamp.
"I changed those lights this week…"
Suddenly her comic’s pages began to turn, as if being blown by a wind that wasn’t there. They stopped when on the front cover and the words began to brighten up intensely. The words "Spider-Man!" echoed in her mind until she passed out.
An Asian female teen was playing a game. As she struck the final blow on the game boss, her lights began to flicker and the controller began to glow in her hands.
"What in the…" she began, dropping the controller and standing up, only to fall to her knees clutching her head as the name of the main hero in her game screamed in her head.
"Sonic!"
A black male sat in front of a computer getting information and pictures of his favorite hero for his website. Suddenly his computer screen began to glow as he clicked on a close-up shot of his favorite hero.
"Whoa..."
Then he grabbed at his head as voices began to chant "Static!" over and over again in his head until he blacked out.
In an orphanage three boys were in an empty rec room, each doing something different. The smallest looking one was reading a comic book. Of the other two, obviously twins, one was watching a recorded TV episode and the other was playing with a small handheld toy.
"Man, if the basketball team knew you both are still obsessed with that stuff…" said the smaller one.
"Well, at least mines isn’t too bad, but that toy and the show itself dude, they would laugh you outta town…" said the boy looking at the TV.
"Good thing they’ll never find out, cause yall wouldn’t want me to…" started the third boy.
Suddenly the toy began to glow in his hand.
"Wha?!" he exclaimed.
"Wow" said his twin, as the TV began to glow also.
"Now this is weird…" said the smaller boy, as his comic began to glow in his hands.
Then all three boys began to react to the sudden pain in their heads as a voice screamed in each of their heads.
"Wolverine!"
"Dragon Ball Z!"
"Digimon!"
All over the vast town and even into the near countryside, lights shone out from random locations into the night. A pair of shadowy figures stood atop a tall hill overlooking the town.
"Look sister," said the taller of the two, "I think we’ve found where we belong…"
The other simply turned her hooded face towards her brother and smiled…
CHAPTER ONE
Michael woke up suddenly, his eyes jerking open. His head felt like someone had decided that banging a hammer on it was a good idea. He lay still, recalling the weird dream he had been having just before he had woken.
In it, he had fought along side his favorite cartoon hero Danny Phantom, and had had the same powers as Danny himself!
Ha, he thought to himself, too bad it was only a dream. Though the ghost rays were pretty cool…
At that very instant his hands began to glow a dull green.
He sat up immediately, all traces of his headache gone, and looked at his hands as they continued to glow.
“Whoa!” he said aloud, “No way is this happening! Maybe there was something more to that dream… maybe I can shoot them too…”
His hands immediately glowed brighter and he felt energy quickly gather in his hands.
Just before it shot from his hands, a small part of his brain screamed, INTANGIBLITY!!!
Instantly he felt a sort of weightless, empty feeling as his body became translucent and the plasma blast passed through his body, leaving a big mark on the wall behind him.
“Cool!” he exclaimed, “Now to turn back…”
His body returned to normal as he finished the sentence.
“I’ve got better control over these powers than Danny Phantom did when he first got them!” He said to himself, “Okay now, invisibility!”
He looked down at were his body would’ve been and instead saw a white light emitting from where his body was supposed to be.
“Hmm…” he thought aloud, “can other people see this?”
He walked over towards his bathroom to take a look into his mirror. As he looked into it, he saw nothing, not even the white light he had seen when looking directly at himself.
“Guess that answers that…”
He returned himself to normal and realized what time it was.
“Whoa!” he exclaimed, “I’ve still got school, regardless of how surreal all of this is!”
There was a low rumbling outside. He turned to look out his window and saw his bus drive pass his house.
“Oh great… isn’t this just LOVELY…” he muttered, “Although, this gives me a great chance to test the whole, ‘Going Ghost’ thing out…”
Soon he stood on top of his roof fully dressed for school with his backpack on.
“Okay,” he said, “I’m going ghost!”
A white light began to omit around his midriff and then split into two, one going up and the other going down. As they passed over his body, his attire changed into a black jumpsuit with white trim and a white letter “M” in the middle of his chest.
“Nice!” he said, giving himself the once over, “Not too bad!”
Then he leapt off the roof and zoomed off towards his school, eager to tell his friends this amazing discovery of his.
CHAPTER TWO
“Jake! Get up! Come on Jacob! Get up and help me calm down Lionel!” came a voice, cutting through the dark cloud hanging over Jacobs mind.
“Wha…” he said, waking up to see his twin brother, Jesse, standing over him, “What’s going on?”
“Leo had some weird dream and now he’s flipping out and I can’t calm him down! And come to think of it, my dream wasn’t too normal either…”
Disregarding Jesse, Jacob looked towards the smaller boy sitting against the wall banging his head against it as hard as he could, while tears streamed down his face.
“Leo, what the hell are you doing?!” Jake exclaimed, leaping to his feet, “Pull it together dude, your gonna hurt yourself!”
“That’s the thing, he’s been doing everything he can to hurt himself, but it doesn’t seem to effect him…” said Jesse, standing beside Jacob.
“Wait,” interrupted Jacob, “What’s he saying?”
They both listened closer to what the younger boy was saying.
“I killed me… and him… how could I… why do I have these… why would they stay…” Lionel muttered to himself, unaware that the two older twins stood watching him.
“What?” said Jacob.
“This just goes back to what I said earlier,” said Jesse, “He’s had a weird dream that wasn’t exactly a nightmare, and the funny thing is so have I. And judging by the look on your face, so have you.”
“Yeah, I was fighting with and against the DBZ characters, but that had to have just been a dream right?”
“DBZ, eh?” said Jesse, holding up a small handheld toy from the TV show, Digimon, “Mines involved this little baby. And if my hunch if correct, those lights we saw last night and these dreams are connected.”
“You’re about to do something really stupid and dumb that’s gonna somehow prove a point I don’t want to know about, aren’t you?” moaned Jacob.
“You bet I am,” replied Jesse, holding out the digivice out in front of him, “And hopefully it’ll work just the same way as in my dream…”
Suddenly his digivice began to glow from its small screen. Jesse never moved, but Jacob took a step back in surprise and even Lionel stopped his muttering and stared at Jesse.
Pressing a button on the side of the digivice, Jesse said, “Execute! Digi-weapon activate!”
His entire digivice glowed white in his hands and then it began to shift its form to become a long white staff with blue engravings.
“Whoa…” sighed Jacob, “Dude, that is so freaking awesome man…”
“That ain’t got nothing on the other things this baby can do!” said Jesse, whirling the staff around himself like a pro, “Funny thing is, in the Digimon TV show, the was never a ‘digi-weapon’ command. On ANY of the seasons. So I don’t know how this is involved, but what I do know is that I can digivolve just like in the 4th season.”
“I have no clue what you just said, but I’m starting to think that maybe my dream had something good come out of it, no matter how scary it was…”
The twins turned to see Lionel standing behind them, no longer crying, and with one hand in front of his face balled into a fist.
“What do you mean by that Leo?” asked Jacob.
“Watch my hand closely and learn…” replied Leo.
As both twins watched, waiting to see what power their younger brother had, they gasped in awe. Before their very eyes, three sharp metallic claws rose from the back of his hand, through the skin, between his knuckles.
“No way…” gasped Jesse.
“Wolverine?” breathed Jacob.
“Oh yeah, healing gene, animal-like senses, and all.” responded Lionel, “Wouldn’t surprise me if I could fight a little like him.”
“Good,” said Jacob, “Then you wouldn’t need us to protect you all the time!”
“Ouch,” winced Lionel, “That one hurt…”
“Well what about you then, Mr. Cheapshot?” asked Jesse, “What’d you get?”
“Well, since you asked, and since both of you seemed to have gotten something, I guess I can try and see if I have anything special... why don’t we get dressed for school first though, I think I’d better do this one outside…”
After they had gotten dressed and met outside in the cool early morning, Jesse and Lionel waited for Jacob to show his power.
Jacob held up a hand towards the sky, palm out. As he concentrated, a blue glowing ball of energy swirled in his hand.
“Whoa…” exclaimed the other two.
“Yeah,” agreed Jacob, also in awe, “I didn’t think this would really work…”
Concentrating more, the ball got bigger.
“Better shoot that before it gets too big…” warned Jesse.
“Yeah, your right,” said Jacob.
The ball shot forward into the sky, spiraling about 75 ft up and then exploding in a blue light.
“Can you fly?” asked Lionel.
“Let’s find out,” said Jacob, already concentrating on this.
He found it surprisingly easier than he thought, and he soon discovered how fast he could move and how quickly he could change his position in the air, as he zoomed around the field behind the orphanage.
“I’m tired of just watching,” stated Jesse, pulling out his digivice from his belt and holding it at arms length beside him.
It began to glow from the screen and then he pressed the button on the side again, but this time changed his words a little.
“Execute!” he cried, and as he did so, a band of multi-colored light appeared around his free hand. He bought the digivice up to this light until the top of it grazed this light. As he pulled it away, a trail of the band of light followed from his hand to his digivice. “Spirit Evolution!”
As Lionel watched, a huge white ball appeared around his brother, completely blocking him from view. Then the white globe began to crack and then, in one mighty burst, it shattered, the pieces vanishing as if they never existed.
Where Jesse once stood, instead stood a strange figure. He stood at about 10 and a half ft tall. He had two sets of white wings on his back. His hair was long and black and on his eyes he wore a gold sort of helmet/visor crossbreed that covered his eyes from view. His limbs were long and muscular and he wore a golden breastplate, as if from the middle ages. In one hand, he held the same staff that Jesse had had earlier, but this one had bladed edges that could be withdrawn and put back out at will. On the other arm was a sort of wrist blade. His legs had certain parts covered in golden armor, such as the knees and the calf muscles.
Both Jacob and Lionel just stared at this being.
“What are you looking at?” it asked, in a voice strangely closely related to Jesse’s, only deeper, “Haven’t yall seen a Digimon before?”
“No!” said Jacob, “What kind of dumb question is that?”
“Dude, no way!” exclaimed Lionel.
“Yeah,” stated Jesse, examining himself, “this is wicked, right?”
“No, no, no,” said Lionel, shaking his head, “screw that. That’s not what I’m talking about. What I’m saying ‘no way’ about is the fact that the two of you can fly, and I can’t! I swear if you two ever fly to school and make me ride the bus, I’ll so get my revenge…”
“Don’t worry,” laughed Jesse, “You can ride with me, come on or we’ll be late.”
“I’m going ahead, catch up if you can!” said Jacob, as he zoomed off into the sky.
“Hey! No fair!” shouted Lionel, as Jesse swooped by and picked him up.
“Don’t worry about it,” Jesse said, “That idiot went the wrong way.”
CHAPTER THREE
“Yeah, I know, I heard of it too!”
“I didn’t get it, but the two kids in the houses beside me did…”
“I don’t know how it happened!”
“A lot of them aren’t here today, they say that their not gonna need an education anymore so they’re gonna quit school!”
The hallways of Chastain High buzzed as more and more kids reportedly had woken up with powers that strangely resembled those of whatever form of entertainment they were watching, playing, or even reading.
“Wow,” said a short Asian boy with short spiky black hair, “Seems like we weren’t the only ones, Brad…”
“Yeah,” agreed the average height black boy with braided black hair that reached his shoulders, “Seems so…”
A girl with dirty blond hair walked up from behind them, “So I’m not the only one from our little group to wake up and feel, for lack of a better word, different?”
“Hey Leslie,” said the Asian, “You mean you’ve got some kind of power too?”
“Yeah Luke,” she responded, “I think it’s from Spider-Man.”
“What makes you think that?” asked Brad.
She raised her hand out in front of her and pulled back her middle and ring fingers. I white string-like substance shot out of it and hit the ceiling.
“THAT’S what makes me think that…” she said, “What about you two?”
“Well, I seem to have the powers of Static, you know, that hero from the TV show Static Shock?” said Brad, as he held up his hand and electricity jumped between his fingers.
“And I’m pretty sure this only happens on that Disney show, American Dragon…” began Luke.
“Are you sure you should do that here…” warned Brad, but a little too late.
“Dragon Up!” shouted Luke.
A red ring of what looked like fire circled around his feet and began to travel up his body, changing him as it went up. His feet began scaly and clawed and his shoes seemed to disappear. His body became red and scaly and black spikes appeared along his back and down his new tail, which was half as tall as Luke himself originally was. Luke now stood as a 7 and a half ft tall red dragon with black spike-like scales running along his spine.
“Oh yeah, who rocks?” he said, smiling a weird dragon smile that exposed his sharp teeth.
“Oh my god!”
“He’s one of them!”
“What’d he change into?”
“Is that from Digimon?”
“Who cares, is he gonna attack us?”
The students around them were staring at Luke, looked at the web Leslie had made, and looked at the electricity now crackling along Brad’s arm.
“Are ANY of them safe?”
“If we run, will they chase us?”
“But they’re our friends, they wouldn’t hurt us, would they?”
“Told you this might not have been the best place to do that Luke…” muttered Brad, “You just wanted to show off…”
“I didn’t think they’d take it this bad…” Luke said in defense, as he changed back to a normal human.
“How do we get out of here without them thinking we’re trying to attack them?” asked Leslie, looked at the scared students around them.
“Leave that to me,” Came a voice from what seemed like beside them.
Suddenly a tall black boy with shoulder-length white dreadlocks appeared beside them. He wore a black jumpsuit with white trim and a white M on the middle of his chest.
“Whoa,” said Brad, “Michael, is that you man?”
“The one and only…” he responded, looking at the now terrified group around them, “But now is not the time, so hold on to each other and I’ll get us out of here…”
“Wha?” began Luke, as both Brad and Leslie grabbed a part of him and then grabbed onto Michael’s shoulders.
Suddenly, they all felt a weightless feeling and felt themselves begin to sink lower.
“Are we going into the ground?” asked Brad.
“Yup,” responded Michael.
“Isn’t this called…” began Brad.
“Intangibility,” interrupted Michael, “Yes it is.”
“And isn’t that one of the powers of…”
“Danny Phantom, yeah, it is…”
“So you got Danny Phantoms powers?”
“Well aren’t you smart…” said Michael,” we should be safely away from people now…”
They began to rise and when they finally regained their normal feeling, they were in an empty hallway.
“So you can walk through things,” asked Luke, “What else can you do?”
“I can fly, turn invisible, change between my stronger ghost form and my normal human form, shoot ghost rays, and I can probably do that Ghostly Wail thingy the real Danny can do…”
“Wow,” said Leslie, “Well, we can…”
“I already know,” interrupted Michael, changing back to his normal self. “I was there the entire time.”
“You were?” said Luke.
“Yeah, I was gonna mess with your heads but then yall needed me, so I helped instead…”
“Hey,” said Brad, looking out the nearby door, “What’s that?”
A bluish streak zoomed across the field beside there school, heading towards them.
“I don’t know, but it’s headed straight for us…” said Leslie.
“Maybe we should get out of here,” stated Michael, backing away.
“Hang on a sec,” said Luke, “I think that’s Lin!”
The other three peered out at the figure moving towards them at an extremely fast speed.
“Oh snap, I think you’re right!” agreed Brad.
Sure enough, after dashing into the door, the figure in front of them was their friend Lin. She was an Asian girl of average height, with green eyes and she had long blue hair that reached her hips.
“What the heck did you do to your hair?” asked Leslie.
“And why are your eyes green now?” asked Luke.
“It might have to do with the fact that I now have the powers of Sonic the Hedgehog!” she laughed, “Seems like it’s affected my appearance too!”
“Well,” said Luke, “You aren’t the only one with something cool to show! Dragon Up!”
CHAPTER FOUR
“And in conclusion, there will be an assembly establishing what our fellow students are going through, with all of these weird things happening. I ask that those with these, powers, please refrain from using them. Thank you and have a good day at school”
Jesse and Jacob sat in their classroom, listening to the principal’s announcement.
“Oh that’s just not fair,” complained Jacob, “They don’t want us to have any fun!”
“That’s just because they’re jealous cause we can do all this cool stuff and they can’t!” agreed Jesse.
“The two of you have powers too?” inquired a student in front of them.
“Of course we do,” responded Jacob, “And mines can literally blow you away.”
“Can you show it?” asked another student?
“I’d get in trouble, and I can’t risk getting kicked off the basketball team and having them say I’m not going to be allowed to play football,” said Jacob.
“Well, what about you Jesse,” the student said, “Do you have a power?”
“Yeah, and it all is in here,” Jesse said, pulling out his digivice from his belt.
“Is that a toy?” the students snickered.
“This ‘toy’ could very likely help me kill you if I wanted to,” retorted Jesse, “Haven’t you ever seen Digimon?”
“HA!” the students laughed, “You watch Digimon! Isn’t that a kids show?”
Jesse’s digivice screen began to glow and Jesse moved his finger towards the side button, a band of light appearing on his left hand, “I’ll show you to laugh at me…”
“Cut it out dude,” muttered Jacob, “We can’t get banned from sports.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll stop,” sighed Jesse, the light fading away, “But they are so freaking lucky…”
Later that day…
The students shuffled into the auditorium and took their seats, waiting for the assembly to begin. This was one assembly that the students actually wanted to hear.
As the students quieted down, the principal walked onto the stage and began to speak,
“As many of you know, several of our students appear to have special, capabilities, that we normally wouldn’t have. Apparently there IS in fact an answer to all of this. And the government has decided it is best for you all to know what this is.”
“I shall now introduce two scientist who developed a technology and also have powers of their own, Dr. Samuel Johnson and Dr. Rachel Foster!”
Two people walked onto the stage. The male was a tall red headed white guy. He wore a black tee with blue jeans that actually sagged and seemed like he was about 27 years old.
The woman wore a pink shirt and wore blue jeans. She was also tall and she had long, wavy blond hair that went to the middle of her back. She also wore glasses.
In the crowd, Jesse, Jacob, and Lionel were sitting together.
“No way are those two scientist!” whispered Jacob, “I mean, come on, neither of them can be over 30 and the clothes…”
“Who cares dude,” Jesse whispered back, “That girl’s hot as hell…”
“Got that right…” muttered Lionel.
Back on stage, Dr. Johnson had begun to talk,
“Hello students, as you know, I am Dr. Johnson and this is my fellow scientist, Dr. Foster. We may not look it, but we are two of the most brilliant minds on earth.
“We have been developing a way to harness energy from a realm unknown to this world as a power source, but that is used everyday. The power of imagination.”
Several people began to laugh.
“Now I know how this may sound, but it turns out to be possible. And while you’re laughing, how else can you explain these powers that people seem to have?”
The laughing that had been heard began to fade out.
Dr. Foster now stepped up and began to talk,
“We were very close to perfecting it, when a fellow scientist working with us turned against us at forced us to turn on our machine. He had Dr. Johnson tied and at gunpoint, forcing me to begin the experiment.
“As those of you with these powers know, there was a white light that caused you to pass out, along with a name that repeated in your head. That name was the name of whatever fictional character you gained your power from.
“That white light was omitted from the machine we had been forced to activate. That ‘light’ was actually the only known way to tap into the realm of imagination. It was designed to tap into individual imagination. Therefore, whatever was currently on your mind at the time was what it tapped into and gave you that power. Sadly, since we had not completed it, it would work correctly only on those closest to the machine. After that, it worked only for one age group, yours.”
Dr. Johnson began to speak again,
“We tell this to your school because this area will have the most people affected. Granted the affects can spread as far as Asia…”
There were a few gasps in the audience.
“If anyone out there IS affected, it’ll only be a handful in the entire continent. Even in this entire state, with the exception of this area, there will not be anymore than about 50…”
In the audience, Luke whispered to Brad, “That’s still a lot, and that’s not including this area…”
Back on stage, Dr. Foster had once again stepped up,
“I, having gained a certain ability, know that several of you out there don’t believe a word of this, simply because you haven’t seen anyone do anything special. Well, now I shall call on various people, who I know have abilities, to the stage to demonstrate…”
She began to look around the crowd. Her eyes stopped to rest on girl with long green hair that several people knew had been brown the day before, “You! Jenna! I believe you have a pretty nice ability, why don’t you come on up an demonstrate it for your classmates?”
Jenna began to walk towards the stage when Dr. Foster stopped her by saying, “No, not that way sweetie, the other way.”
Jenna stood as if confused for a second, then a green light began to omit from her right hand. It spread to cover her body and lifted her up from the floor and into the air. She flew to the stage and landed next to Dr. Foster.
“Jenna here has the power of Green Lantern. A ring allows her to create and command a powerful energy in the form of light. The ring cannot be taken off, but also never becomes uncomfortable,” explained Dr. Foster, as she began to search the crowd again,
“There is a young man out among you all who gave himself the nickname that no one knows him by. It is Ollie. If you can, I’d like for you to get onto this stage without a single person in this auditorium seeing you. Anyone who spots him and exposes him, I will give $50 dollars to. Ollie, if you make it, will give you the money instead. Ready? Go!”
Everyone began to look around to try and find anyone moving towards the stage. After about half a minute, Dr. Foster spoke up again,
“Seems as if no one was able to catch him in time…”
Someone from the crowd yelled, “What are you talking about, there’s no one else on the stage but you!”
“Actually, look closer,” Dr. Foster responded, “Ollie, come on out,”
A boy with dark brown hair and black eyes stepped from out of the shadows of the back of the stage. The other kids from school recognized him as Oliver, a pretty quiet kid who loved to skateboard and usually bought a skateboard to school and rode it home.
“He was able to use his power to sneak out of his seat in the back of this room and up onto this stage without ever being seen once. He gained the sneakiness and cunning of the video game character Sly Cooper.”
After she gave Oliver the money she promised, she turned to the crowd again and began to look around,
“I believe we have a ghost out there somewhere, would you please come onto the stage, along with your arachnid friend, your dragon friend, your electric friend, and your speedy friend,”
For a second, Michael looked to see who was go up onto the stage next. Then he realized she had been talking to him. And had told him to bring up his friends.
As Michael stood up, the others followed suit.
“Oh come on, don’t walk up here if you don’t have to!” said Dr. Foster.
That was all that Luke needed.
“Dragon Up!” Luke yelled.
“Fine then,” said Michael, “I’m Going Ghost!”
The two of them flew up to the stage, as Leslie raised her hands a caused a web to come out, which stuck to the ceiling so she could swing up. Lin raced to the stage and beat them all.
“Oh come on,” sighed Brad, “how the heck did I end up having to walk?”
After Brad reached the stage, Dr. Foster said, “They haven’t seen your power yet. Why don’t you show them?”
Brad opened his arms, turning his hands to face the audience, palms out. Electricity could be seen charging all over his body. It crackled as it surged over him.
“With pleasure,” was all he said, with a smile.
After Brad’s little show, Dr. Foster looked through the crowd, saying, “One more group is out there, and this group has a pretty unique set of powers. Jesse, Jacob, and Lionel, I’m talking about the three of you.”
Jacob immediately rose out of his seat and flew up onto the stage.
Once there, he said, “I’ve been wanting to test just how powerful I am. This is as good a time as any…”
He balled his hands into fist and closed his eyes in concentration. Energy began to crackle in the air around him and could visibly be seen. His body began to grow yellow and his hair and clothes flowed as if he were standing on a huge fan.
“Aaarrrggghhhh…” he screamed, as if in great pain.
The principal and several teachers rushed forward to help him, but this was when Dr. Johnson revealed a power of his. His arms stretched out and held the teachers at bay.
“You’ll only get yourselves hurt,” He said above the crackling energy.
“But he’s hurt!” they protested.
Dr. Johnson just rolled his eyes, “Jeez, haven’t you ever watched Dragon Ball Z? He’s not hurt, he’s going Super Sayin!”
Sure enough, with one final roar, a bright light erupted from around Jacob. As it cleared away, they saw him floating slightly off the ground, hair suddenly blond, extremely thick, and spiky.
He looked down at his hands and said, “Cool! It works!”
Several people in the crowd gasped at this entire ordeal, as Lionel and Jesse walked onto the stage.
“I highly doubt I can out do that,” said Lionel.
“That loser punk has powers?” came an anonymous voice from the audience.
Lionel’s head snapped in the direction of the voice and stared out intensely.
“Yes I do,” he said, raising his hands up in front of his face, “And it’ll insure you never say that to my face ever again, or I’ll use these,” his metal claws sliced out from his skin, “to cut you down to size.”
The same voice uttered a, “whoa…” as others in the audience laughed and gasped.
“And what about you, Jesse,” said Dr. Foster, “I like your talent in particular, almost as much as I like my own powers.”
Jesse stood staring at the floor, “No way, they’ll laugh…”
“Don’t worry dude,” said Jacob, “You know it’s a cool power, they won’t laugh, at least, not when they see the final result.”
Jesse sighed, and pulled off the Digivice from his belt.
Everyone in the audience looked at it for a second, then laughed.
Jesse stood for a second, then stuck it out in front of him, “Execute! Digi-weapon, activate!”
His Digivice transformed into his staff weapon.
“That’s it?” came a laughing voice from the crowd.
“That’s a stupid power!”
“It doesn’t even help explain the toy!”
Jesse shook with fear as he lowered the weapon to his side and caused it to change back to normal.
“You wanna laugh?” he said in a whisper that could strangely be heard throughout the auditorium, “I’ll give you something to laugh about…”
He extended his right arm straight out to the side of him.
“Execute…”
A bright light emitted from his body, causing the people in the crowd to shield their eyes. As they looked back on the stage, Jesse was gone. In his place stood the Digimon.
At that moment, the Digimon spoke, and simply said, “In this form, I am no longer Jesse. I am Infinimon…”
“Oh that so figures,” said Luke, “the one time I’m taller than everyone else, he goes and grows taller than me…”
CHAPTER FIVE
“So let me get this straight,” said Ollie, in a small room with the two doctors and all the others that had been on stage, “You want us to use our powers to keep people who also have these powers from using them in bad ways?”
It was after the assembly and the doctors had taken the group into a room backstage.
“Yeah,” said Dr. Johnson, nodding his head, “pretty much.”
“Well alright then,” said Brad, “I’m in. Besides, I ain’t got nothing better to do anyways.”
“Count me in too,” said Luke.
“And if he’s in, then so am I,” agreed Lin.
“Michael, what do you think?” asked Leslie.
“Well, it’d be the right thing to do…” he thought aloud, “And I have a weird feeling that I have to do this, so why not? I’m in too.”
“Well, I don’t want to be left out, so I’ll join too,” said Leslie.
“What about you two, Ollie and Jenna?” asked Dr. Foster, “Will you two join as well?”
“Sure, why not?” they both agreed.
“Well I ain’t doing it,” announced Jacob.
“Me neither,” agreed his twin.
“Why the heck not?” asked Lionel, shocked by their answers.
“Because, one: I don’t like the idea of having someone else tell me how to use my powers,” began Jesse.
“And two: we still have our sports to think about,” finished Jacob.
“Look Lionel, you can join up with them if you want, but we’re outta here,” said Jesse, as he and his brother turned to walk out the door.
“Catch yall on the flip side,” called Jacob as the door swung shut behind them.
Lionel looked at the door, then back at the group, then back at the door.
“Sorry guys,” he said, turning to follow his brothers.
“Okay,” said Dr. Johnson, “Now that we know who’s on the team, time to tell you who among you we’ve decided will lead this group.”
“Say what?” exclaimed Jenna, “I’ve gotta take orders from someone I’ve never really known that well? I only talk to Oliver on a regular basis!”
“Just quiet down, dear,” said Dr. Foster, “We understand that you may not like that idea, but we know they are the best choice and since me and Sam can’t be here all the time, someone’s gotta be able to take charge.”
“So who is it?” asked Michael.
“Funny you should ask,” stated Dr. Johnson, “considering it’s you.”
Everyone turned to look at Michael.
“That’s gotta be a joke, right?” asked Michael, “I mean, how could I be the most logical choice?”
“Come now dear,” said Dr. Foster, “you know just as well as I do that it makes sense that we’ve picked you. In case you still want to deny it, yes, one of my powers is that I’m a psychic.”
“So we take orders from him?” said Ollie, “Wonderful. So what exactly are your roles in all of this then?”
“Why, we train you of course!” laughed Dr. Johnson, like the answer should’ve been obvious, “Dr. Foster can use her psychic ability to figure out what your current ability limit is, and if you have any hidden abilities, and I know more about superheroes and villains than almost anyone on the planet.”
“Right…” said Leslie, “Where exactly would we do all of this?”
“Here, these maps will tell you how to get there from here and on the back, how to get there from your house,” said Dr. Foster, as she handed out papers with each of the kid’s names on them.
“Also, wear these at all times,” said Dr. Johnson, as he handed out devices that looked similar to pagers.
“What are we gonna do with pagers?” asked Luke.
“They aren’t pagers,” said Dr. Johnson, grinning, “They’re much cooler! You can use them to communicate between each other and us. We can send you assignments and they’re also your passes from class. They can only work for the person who first activates them. We call them Communication Link-Ups, or CLU’s.”
“Cool,” breathed Ollie, as he and the others activated their CLU’s and put on the headsets that came with them.
“Hey kids!” came a female voice in their ear.
“Whoa!” yelped a startled Jenna, as soon as the voice was heard.
“Who’s that?” asked Michael to the two scientist.
“That would be Lori,” replied Dr. Johnson, “She and Chester actually created the CLU’s, among other things.”
“We had been working in a lab very close to the room where the machine had been activated,” said a voice in their ears, this time male, “We were both affected. I gained the powers of Gear from the T.V. show, Static Shock.”
“While I,” came Lori’s voice, “Gained both the powers of Jubilee and Forge from the X-men. Basically, we’re the tech geeks that work with you.”
“And speaking of tech, I have something for the two of you that would normally have trouble keeping up with the others. That means you, Ollie and Brad.”
Dr. Johnson reached behind a table and pulled out two skateboards. Both had no wheels; one was made with lots of metal and one had very tiny rockets and foot restraints.
“Ollie,” came Chester’s voice again, “with your increased agility and dexterity, it’ll be easy for you to control the rocket hoverboard. Just activate it with the handprint touchpad on the underside of the board and it’ll link with your mind so that it’s easier to control.”
“As for you, Brad,” began Lori.
“No need to explain,” said Brad, raising a hand toward the metal board, “I know exactly what to do with this…”
A blast of electricity shot from his hand and connected with the board, causing it to rise into the air and hover there. Brad jumped and the board zoomed under his feet so that he landed on it. There was a flash of electricity as his feet were statically clung to the board.
“Excellent,” said Lori.
“Well, now that you know what we want you to do, we’re all done here,” said Dr. Foster.
“Although,” said Dr. Johnson, “I’d advise you clear up lots of free time after school.”
“Why?” asked Ollie, doing a kickflip on his hoverboard as it floated in the air next to Brad, who did a heelflip at the same time.
“You’re all going to have to patrol the surrounding area for anyone who was affected and is using their powers for bad,” replied Dr. Johnson.
“Are you serious?” asked Luke, “Please tell me that you’re joking.”
“Oh no,” said Dr. Foster, “You’re going to be patrolling the area everyday. And you will also practice with us almost everyday.”
“Aw man…” muttered Brad.
“Speaking of patrols,” said Chester, “We’ve got reports of people all over town abusing their powers.”
“Looks like you kids get a day off of school,” said Lori, “You’ve got to go handle this. We’ll tell you where to head. Michael, you decide who goes where.”
“Oh joy…” sighed Michael, “Okay, give me the places and what powers the person or people attacking it have.”
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