Danger force Oneshots.

Who is in Control?

Credit to @Brainstorm769 for this idea. Thanks for the request. 
Also, Bose and Silver are siblings in this one. Bose is a little less than a year older. They have different dads. (If you haven't figured out, I have a lot of versions of this OC.)

Tw: Burns. 

Silver's POV. 

Silver was sitting, staring at her phone in the Man's Nest. 

She wasn't really paying attention, but Mika and Chapa were sitting way to close to each other, tiny sparks flying. 

Of course, she wasn't paying enough attention to see Ray picking on Schwoz for messing up his daily hair dye. 

And obviously, she was waaaay to emersed in her own world to see Bose and Miles playing checkers on the floor. 

But of course, she noticed all of it. All the time. 

Silver was more calculating, and smarter than most people gave her credit for. Mika was the smart one, Schwoz was the inventor. Compared to them, Silver wasn't seen as smart, or anything. 

She was just Silver. 

She wasn't lonely... Most of the time. 

She wasn't excluded.... Most of the time. 

She wasn't really seen.... Most of the time. 

Silver stared at her phone, scrolling through Twitflash, when she got a DM. 

Boss_Virus_CoolGuy: Flare. I've been trying to find your Twitflash for a while. 

Flare💜🔥Girl: Oh, cool. You a fan? 

Boss_Virus_CoolGuy: Something like that. 

Boss_Virus_CoolGuy: Listen, I'd love to meet you in person. Could we meet up?

Flare💜🔥Girl: Uh... I don't know. I don't even know who you are. 

Boss_Virus_CoolGuy: Come on.... Are you doing anything tonight? 

Of course, Silver was doing nothing that night. Her friends were going to a concert or something, but she hadn't been invited, so no. 

Flare💜🔥Girl: I guess I'm free tonight. 

Flare💜🔥Girl: .......

Flare💜🔥Girl: Fine. I'll meet with you, sign a shirt, take a selfie, but that's it, all right?

Boss_Virus_CoolGuy: Great! Meet me on the top of Nakatomi tower at 6, okay? 

Flare💜🔥Girl: K. 

Silver left the messaging tab, and went back to scrolling. The meeting slowly moving out of her thoughts. 

*Time Skip.* 

Flare was flying, her hands red hot, or rather, purple hot. 

Flare loved flying. She really had never felt anything like it. Wind in her face, hands ablaze, fire trailing behind her. 

She landed on top of Nakitomi tower. Nobody was there. 

Flare pulled out her phone, and flipped open Twitflash. 

Flare💜🔥Girl: Hey, are you almost here? It's five past 6. 

No response. 

Flare sighed. 

Flare💜🔥Girl: I'm leaving in five minutes of you don't text me back. 

She closed the app, and put her phone back into her pocket.