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    Default [IC - PG13] Sky High 2: Past & Present [Price & Lady Celeste]

    RATING INFO :: This RP is rated PG-13, and may contain content such as the following:

    --> Action/Fantasy Violence
    --> Relatively Mild Language
    --> Partial Nudity
    --> Some Drug/Alcohol Use
    --> Crude Humor



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    Past & Present

    Spoiler: Short Summary 


    Spoiler: Full Plot 


    Spoiler: Zahra Nassar 


    Spoiler: Jesse Jones (Price) 


    Spoiler: hide=Tau Nassar (Lady Celeste) 


    Spoiler: Abdul Mansoor (Lady Celeste) 
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    Tau finished packing his briefcase just as the last download to his flash drive was finishing up, then ejected the drive and slipped it into a small compartment on the inside of the briefcase. Immediately after breakfast, Zahra had excused herself to finish packing and leave food for Cheetah, so Tau immediately took the chance to finish his own preparations for today, including downloading a copy of today's article from Al-Ahram.

    *meow*

    Looking down, Tau noticed just in time that Cheetah was walking up not too far behind the wheels of his chair.

    "Crazy cat..." Tau chided, promptly scooping up the cat just as Zahra entered.

    "There you are!" Zahra sighed heavily, approaching them. "Sorry about that, Uncle; Cheetah has a mind of her own sometimes."

    "Well for her sake, I hope she doesn't make a habit of it; I might have run her over with the chair if I hadn't seen her just now." Tau commented wryly. "Did you make sure to leave everything she needs?"

    "Yes, and everything's packed. I was just about to walk to the bus stop."

    "Good, good." Tau nodded. "Now Zahra, before you go, there is one thing I wanted to discuss with you."

    "What is it?" Zahra asked, and noticed as her uncle's expression took on a visible seriousness.

    "We've already talked about Power Placement yesterday; what it is, what you'll have to do..." Tau began to explain. "I think it would be best if you only showed one power today. That's all the instructor will ask of you."

    Zahra nodded, a slight smile working its way onto her face. "Oh, no showing off too much, right?" She asked, with a small laugh. "Fair enough. It's not like they'd let me bring Cheetah in for Power Placement anyway."

    "That's true; I forgot about that." Tau said wryly, realizing that Cheetah had just heard that and was probably getting ideas. If that cat decides to sneak around the school grounds... "Anyway, I have a few things to take care of before school starts, but I'll see you later today."

    "Okay, so I'll see you then!" Zahra said, exiting the house with a wave.

    "Enjoy your first day!" Tau waved back, watching from the window as Zahra made her way to the bus stop. Waiting until she was safely with the other approaching students, Tau then prepared to leave for school himself, just as a breaking news bulletin was being announced on the radio:

    "This just in, folks: the Commander and Jetstream have done it again, having just stopped a rampage downtown by a large crocodile-like creature…"
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    Jesse packed his backpack in a quick, haphazard manner. He had dressed himself in a plain black tee shirt, jeans, and his hoodie with the hood turned over. It was a safe choice for blending into the crowd of students for a first day that he had dreaded ever since that he had learned of his enrollment. The story of that Stronghold kid had given his super powered mom hope that he too could be a late bloomer. Stacy looked at her son descending the stairs. She smiled at him wordlessly since his father was at the table drinking coffee. She tended to the dishes as Jesse escaped out the front door. Jesse put on his black leather gloves as soon as he got to the porch. Just before he could descend the three small stairs that led to the sidewalk, he felt the firm, powerful grip of his father.

    Jesse turned to see his father, Jack, glaring at him coldly. The man didn’t speak, but Jesse understood him perfectly. “Don’t do anything to embarrass this family, or their will be consequences...” Jack seemed to say with his violent look. After a tight, painful squeeze, Jack released the boy as if to dismiss him to the bus stop. Jesse put in his earbuds and blared his iPod music when he was a safe distance from his father. His mind shifted everywhere from thoughts of the dreaded power placement to concerns of if his mother would be okay without him. Her only power was talking to animals...and that wasn’t exactly a useful power when his father was in one of his moods.

    Jesse’s father shot a look at the niece of the great Tau Nassar and the miserable wretch he called his son. It was a death glare from the eyes of a filthy soul. No one in the neighborhood knew just what exactly went on inside the Jones’ house, but rumors were plenty. The wildest and most baseless of which were that Jesse’s father was some war veteran who returned home a broken man who broke the home and everyone inside. That was the excuse for why he had been absent from the home for so long, but that story was false. The truth was far less complicated...Jesse’s father was simply a bad man who would leave for months at a time with no explanation. Still, no one ever asked Jesse about his life...perhaps in part because the gossip was far more desirable than the truth...perhaps because no one truly cared. All that could be said for sure, was that the origins of Jesse’s occasional rough bruises remained a mystery.

    Jesse turned to look at his father one last time. Jack’s eyes looked as if they were piercing his and the girl’s soul. Just like that, Jack went back in the house. "Does he know her?" Jesse wondered. He turned to look at the girl who was walking to the bus stop. His eyes were depressingly bashful, as if shunned into silence. His body language suggested that he was at least uncomfortable and at most that he had already counted himself out of being worthy of holding a conversation with the girl. He simply stood in an awkward silence unsure of what to say or do.

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    Zahra didn't fail to notice the look that Jack Jones was giving her behind her back. She gave him a friendly wave nonetheless, even though she knew that there would be no point in giving any other kind of reply. Her uncle had spoken very little about Mr. Jones, but had very clearly warned her to be careful around him, and Zahra could see why right away; from what she could tell, at best he was really bad at socializing, and at worst he just plain hated everything he laid eyes on. But that didn't mean she would let him get under her skin, or treat him any differently than she would any other person; if he insisted on giving her nasty looks in spite of that, that was his own fault.

    Once Jack Jones went back into the house, Zahra turned her attention to his son Jesse, who was avoiding looking at her, as if he were some lowly peasant standing next to royalty. With a father like that, Zahra could only imagine what Jesse's family life must be like, and part of her almost didn't want to know, but it was very obvious now that he needed a break from all of that, if not a way out altogether.

    "Hi. Jesse, right?" Zahra said, giving him a small but genuine smile. "I'm Zahra; my uncle lives next door from you."

    Before she could speak any further, however, the bus began to pull up next to the corner. As the bus came to a complete stop, bus driver Ron Wilson opened the door and greeted the gathered students with his standard wide smile.

    "Morning." Ron said cheerfully, waiting for the students to climb aboard.



    Within a matter of minutes, Sky High itself came into view. Ron happily chattered on about the school, and even called for a round of applause as none other than Will Stronghold flew past the bus with Layla Williams held securely with one arm to prevent her from falling. Ever since last year's disaster of a homecoming, Will and Layla had quickly become the school's favorite power couple, and how could they not be after they and their literally saving the entire school? Zahra couldn't help but join in the applause, having a more personal reason to be grateful for their efforts that year; that had been the same year that her uncle had first started working at Sky High, and he had nearly fallen victim to Royal Pain's demented scheme as a result.

    After the bus finally landed and its doors opened, the students inside wandered out, traveling in a loosely-packed group toward the school. Zahra followed suit, bracing herself for her first year at a superhero school.
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    Jesse looked up only just meeting Zahra’s eyes as he studied her with a look of something between doubt and confusion. "Why the hell is she talking to me?" He thought silently as he listened to the girl making small talk. Social interaction was not something that Jesse had ever been particularly good at...in fact, in most cases Jesse was told rather emphatically not to speak. How would his father say it again? Oh yes....sit down and shut the hell up. Small talk was discouraged in his hell of a home, so he never understood the point of it outside of those prison walls. Still, as he thought of all of this...a part of him took her talk as some sort of friendly and kind gesture for which he was grateful. At the very least, it had broken up an uncomfortable silence and at the most, although he didn’t realize it...perhaps this would be an initial step into some sort of actual genuine friendly relationship.

    The poor, lost boy had barely noticed the bus pulled at the stop until the all too eager driver greeted the freshmen. Jesse waited for the girl to go first as one part a gentleman's gesture and another part absolute fear of what waited for him on the bus. As his feet carried him forward, he felt like a lamb being lead to the slaughter....his powers unnecessary and terrible, his social skills non existent, and his self esteem destroyed...and now he was on his way to high school to be butchered by his peers. This year was going to be great....he muttered some sort of thanks to the driver, his voice soft and barely audible. He found the farthest seat from human interaction and sat still and quiet. He glanced out the window seeing his father staring from the house window. Jesse saw his father's glaring eyes one last time.

    Jesse tore his gaze from the window and looked around for Zahra, the only face that he recognized on the bus. He saw her quite a few rows in front of him. He looked at her peculiarly unsure what to make of the girl. He remembered how much his father hated her uncle. He could recall the drunken curses and racist ramblings that his father would mutter over a joke of a dinner. To be honest, Jesse was never sure why his father hated Zahra’s family so...although Jack had never had trouble making enemies. Right now, he was probably stewing over the fact that Zahra had spoken to his useless son. Jesse tried to bring himself back into reality by turning up his music as he fastened his belt and prepared for the bus ride. He didn’t know to expect a rocket ride...so he simply shut his eyes hoping to lose himself to his music.

    Jesse’s face showed nervous anxiety at the very thought of human interaction. His thumbs nervously twiddling as he lowered his hood trying to avoid the gaze of students who were less kind than Zahra. His thoughts went back to her...her kindness...why? What was her motive?


    “Jesus Christ!!!!” Jesse found himself yelling as the bus sped past the sign and then rocketed into the air. Like most of the students, Jesse found himself doing his fair share of screaming as he white knuckled the railing and his iPod. After a few seconds, his breath returned to him and he gave in to the adrenaline rush with an excited laugh. The feeling of happiness faded as quickly as it had come when he saw Will. Will Stronghold, the son Jesse's father always wanted. Someone who wasn’t useless....in Jack’s words. Jesse looked at the sophomore hero with a mixture of contempt and envy. He was so sick of hearing about that kid.

    Jesse turned his attention away from Will and to the floating superhero school, Sky High. Just looking at it made Jesse feel so out of his depth. "I really, really don’t belong here..." he thought. For a few minutes, he lost himself in his own thoughts and completely missed the bus driver’s ramblings as he followed the crowd in robotically slinging his backpack over his shoulder and exiting the vehicle. He still had his earbuds in as his music played, but it was tuned out as he just stared at the massive structure in front of him. This....this was home away from his hell house for four years....and the very thought petrified him to the point where he couldn’t force himself to move forward. His eyes darted around for a familiar face, but after realizing that he only knew one person in the school and that that person wasn’t even a “friend”...he just put his head down and accepted his role as a needle in a haystack.

    With great effort, he forced his anvil feet forward one step at a time. With a big gulp, he headed toward the entrance with the expression of a scared puppy.

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    Tau's meeting with Principal Powers was far less fruitful than he might have liked, though he wasn't all that surprised. The villain crisis in Egypt was enough to raise quite a few red flags as it was, but Principal Powers was confident that the recent increase in security after last year's homecoming would be enough to combat any super villain threats to the school, so in the end the best he could convince her to do was to make a few calls to the Egyptian Prime Minister. But if Tau was right about this, he couldn't afford to wait for the whole bureaucratic process before taking some kind of action.

    The students had to be prepared, and there may be one way for Tau to accomplish that, but for now he would have to wait. Seeing outside his window as the freshmen were led inside for orientation, Tau left his office and headed downstairs.



    Principal Powers' orientation speech flew by fairly quickly for most of the freshmen, consisting of the usual bits about how they would all go through Power Placement soon and how, as the descendants of the world's most legendary superheroes, they would be provided with all the training and education they would need to continue the heroic legacy of those who came before them. Now, perhaps, this may have been a bit more true than before, judging by the recent changes in curriculum for Hero Support students - a.k.a. 'Sidekicks' - to include much more practical training as opposed to things like 'English for Hero Support'. Tau watched as the orientation speech concluded and Principal Powers made her grand exit, her brilliant white comet blazing past Tau as Coach Boomer made a much more stealthy entrance, stepping onto the platform in the center of the gym and rising with it above the students' heads.

    "Alright, listen up." The Coach said once the Principal was gone, his tone commanding the students' attention even though he did not use his supersonic voice... yet. "My name is Coach Boomer; you may know me as Sonic Boom, you may not. Here's how Power Placement is gonna work."

    Motioning briefly to the mini-stage on which he stood, the coach continued. "You will step up here and show me your power. And yes you will do so in front of the entire class." He said, prompting more than a few groans from some of the students. "I will then determine where you will be assigned: Hero, or Sidekick. Now, every year there are a few students - or, as I like to call them, WHINER-BABIES - who see fit to question and to complain about their placement, so let's get one thing straight. My word is law. My judgment is final. So--."

    "What about Will Stronghold?" One freshman said quickly before Coach Boomer could identify who had spoken up, prompting a barely-contained snicker from Tau and hushed laughs from some of the students.

    If looks could kill, the entire freshman class would've dropped dead right then and there. "That was an honest mistake; I had no way of knowing Stronghold was a late bloomer!" Coach Boomer sputtered, stiffening his posture and inadvertently amplifying his voice to a slightly lesser extent than his usual sonic booms.

    Not all of the freshmen seemed entirely convinced by his explanation, and in fact many of them were still clearly amused at the coach's embarrassment. Quickly becoming frustrated, Boomer activated the steps to let the students climb onto the stage. "Alright, let's get this over with..." He muttered, looking out among the freshmen to choose the first student to be placed.
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    Jesse was already feeling a nervous breakdown coming on as he was herded in for power placement. The booming voice of Coach Boomer did little to settle the misfortunate boy's quaking nerves. The iPod was immediately turned off, earbuds awkwardly forced into tight jean pockets as he stood attentive to the unsettling coach’s rehearsed spiel get derailed by students eager to utilize the error of that Stronghold boy’s placement to pick apart the usually authoritative, intimidating man. Jesse was grateful because the students had unknowingly bought him time to calm himself down. Through slow breaths, he was able to settle down and allow color to return to his frightened pale face.

    The boy tried his best to hide in the crowd of students, his hood overturned as he hid his face. Jesse peered into the crowd searching for Zahra, but couldn’t find the girl in the sea of faces around him. That left him in the very familiar position of feeling isolated. Even had he found her, what then? She was a stranger too...worse, she was the niece of that man...that man that his father had come to hate.

    ’Alright, let’s get this over with...' The boy heard Coach Boomer say. The stalling couldn’t have lasted forever. The boy took a deep breath and prepared for the worst.

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    The stairs up to the platform automatically emerged from the side and set up next to the platform as Coach Boomer surveyed the crowd, already concentrating on selecting the first "volunteer" for Power Placement.

    "You in the back, get up here."

    For a split second, all eyes were on Jesse, as it seemed like Coach Boomer was pointing at him...

    "Hey, Goldilocks!" Coach Boomer snapped his fingers. "This is Power Placement, not Power Texting!"

    Right next to Jesse, a girl with curly blonde hair looked up from her smartphone. Without another word, Coach Boomer motioned for the girl to step up to the platform, and she quickly pocketed the smartphone and moved to stand next to Coach Boomer. In an instant, the girl's hair began growing at an unnatural rate, becoming so long that it soon crowded over the platform like a swarm of golden snakes. Coach Boomer was unimpressed, but before he could make a witty comment, the long blonde hair piled over itself and continued to spread outward, effectively pushing Coach Boomer off of the platform and momentarily burying him in bunches of thick strands as the hair grew longer still, spreading over the entire gym floor while the other students immediately backed away.

    "Enough!" Coach Boomer shouted in his super-sonic voice, still struggling to disentangle himself from the thick curls of hair. Taking the hint, the blonde concentrated again, causing the hair to recede back to a normal length.

    Taking a moment to compose himself, Coach Boomer stood up straight and marched back up the platform.

    "If I'm ever fighting an evil barber, I'll call you. But in the meantime... Sidekick!"

    Tau watched from the doorway as the blonde girl walked back down the steps. She looked understandably disappointed with her placement, but it didn't quite look like a real reaction. Maybe she was at least somewhat satisfied with embarrassing the coach; there was certainly no shortage of students who would love to see him knocked off of his high horse for a change, especially after his mistake with Will Stronghold.

    The other Power Placements quickly flew by for the most part:
    • Force Field Generation - Hero
    • Turning Into a Tree - Sidekick
    • Probability Manipulation - Sidekick, though quite a few students in the audience protested
    • Acid Gas Generation From One's Behind - gross, but still technically worthy of a Hero placement


    The list went on and on, until finally Coach Boomer focused his gaze directly on Jesse.

    "Alright, you in the back. You've been quiet there long enough; let's go."
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    Jesse watched as one after another student took their place and received their assignment. At first, the boy that he had been chosen to go first. The sheer terror filled his eyes only for his fears to be temporarily suspended when it was revealed that Boomer was actually addressing a girl next to him. Little Rapunzel seemed to lighten everyone’s anxiousness except his, some powers were impressive and some were disgusting, but at least they were powers. With each student chosen, the boy’s heart beat a bit faster and a bit harder; for he knew that with each name that passed, his chances of being chosen increased. He caught himself wishing that he had the power to blend into the wall or disappear altogether, but instead he was about to be forced to endure the shame of displaying his power in front of the freshmen class. What was he supposed to do? Send a student to the hospital? Or worse...the morgue? The very thought of that made the boy sweat. He was fighting, on the verge of a panic attack.

    Jesse ’s eyes darted to and fro looking for somewhere, anywhere to hide when his name was called from the gym coach. The moment that he had dreaded so much, since the beginning of the summer when it was ordered by his parents that he was to attend the school, had arrived. "Alright, you in the back. You've been quiet there long enough; let's go." Gulp. The poor boy trembled in horror as the eyes of his soon to be classmates fell on him instantly. Jesse immediately dropped his head to stare down at the floor, his hoodie overturned to cover his rapidly blushing face. He felt way past queasy, as if he were going to get sick any second.

    ’What do I do? What do I do???’, the boy thought, as the seconds passed by like hours. Finally, he raised his head only slightly and spoke. “I don’t have any powers...” His words were quiet, only barely audible to the coach. Jesse only hoped that there were no lie detectors in the crowd that could call his bluff. The quivering, pathetic fear in his appearance would be enough to fool most, but would Coach Boomer buy it? Jesse closed his eyes and silently prayed that the coach would drop it and simply announce him sidekick then and there; however unlikely an outcome that was.

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    "What do you mean you don't have any powers?!" Coach Boomer all but shouted, though he did not use his sonic voice. At least not yet...

    "Will Stronghold..." Teased the same voice from earlier, provoking speechless sputters from Boomer and more hushed laughs from the other freshmen.

    From the doorway, Tau watched the scene unfold as Coach Boomer nervously laughed with the crowd.

    "Very funny, kid. Now come on; we don't have all--."

    An aura of light suddenly appeared around Jesse and then abruptly expanded outward, nearly pushing Coach Boomer off of the platform yet again, though this time he braced himself just in time. From among the other students, Zahra raised an eyebrow and looked around for a moment, very briefly catching sight of her uncle just as he smirked to himself and hid from Boomer's line of sight.

    Boomer straightened himself back up and eyed Jesse critically for a moment, but then shrugged.

    "Good enough for me." Boomer said, beginning to write in his clipboard. "Hero."
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