From the moment I walked into Fury's "office" I knew that I was in some sort of trouble. I stare at the door, separating me from the one-eyed monster they call Fury. I take a deep breath, and I slowly turn the door handle. When I poke my head in, I see a dark hooded figure half sitting, half standing against the desk. In his/ her? hand a small blue flame erupts, sort of how my flame does. Fury motions me closer and I regain my courage, stepping closer. When I look at the hooded figure again, I'm shocked to see a pair of fiery orange eyes staring back at me.
"Nova, I want you to meet Skylar,she's about the same age as you so, I think you two shouldn't have a problem getting along" Fury says. I hold out my hand and she extinguishes her flame. She removes her hood and I can't help by notice how pretty she is. Her hair cascades in waves down her back and at the bottom her hair looks like its on fire. I am still staring until Skylar steps closer, slipping her hand into mine, shaking it gently.
I smile, and she smiles to, revealing a row of pearly whites and some very sharp fangs. She turns back to Fury and say's " listen fury, I have to get back to training, you know I don't have time". She turns back to me and she say's " see ya later Nova, if you need me I'll be training ". She brushes past me putting her hood up. The door swings wide and she walks out.I turn to Fury, with my jaw dropped. I start stammering." Is she joini- how did she- what did she mean- i- i, uh". Fury chuckles, "you like her don't you Nova?". I nod my head, my mouth still gaped open like a fishes. He laughs again, " you can go now, if you want go watch Skylar train, she's really good to. Plus, I think the rest of the team is there as well". I rush down to the training center and I see robot after robot attack.
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The Rebel is born
FanfictionSkylar's got a mission: join with Fury, save Rafa, and team up with "superheros" before she loses everything. The real question is: Will our little hero save her brother and retrieve the Aries crystals before its to late?