You're The Fire To My Flood

Flame

Hi guys! If you haven't read my other books, keep in mind that I'm pretty cringey when I'm writing and ask questions to my readers and you guys have to answer them! Well.... you don't have to but it would be preferred if you did because I like to read other peoples opinions and thoughts. I'm also going to be doing a chapter song and my musical is pretty good (if I do say so myself) but if guys would want me to play one of your songs or want a chapter dedicated to you, DM me and I'll always answer you. This chapter goes out to 2 of my sisters, Bella and Ana. They watched the election with me and it has been an emotional time for me but they have been there to comfort me through it so I just wanted to say thanks to them. Also, if anyone wants to talk about anything, I might be a complete stranger but I'm always here for you guys.

QOTC (Question Of The Chapter):

Who is your favorite actor? Personally, mine is Sarah Paulson, Cody Fern, Evan Peters, Troye Sivan, Charlie Carver, or Ben Platt

Chapter Song:

I'm Alive from the Broadway musical, Next To Normal

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Alex Greenwald's pov:

Hello! Flighting Flame is my name and destruction's my game!

*Sigh*

That was fucking cringey, sorry. Let me try this again. My name is Alex Greenwald and I am a villain. My villainous name is Flighting Flame. Personally, I think it's a rather disgusting name but unfortunately, I didn't choose such a name. I don't know what name I'd pick for myself but any name would be much better than the hot mess I call 'Flighting Flame'. I would be smarter than such. Ok, getting away from the sill name thing, I live in Chicago, cause mayhem here but as all stories like mine work, I have a hero to 'stop me'. I am immortal and I am about 650-ish years old and I have been a 'bad guy' for about 600. It took me a goo2d chunk of time to get used to the 'having fire as a superpower' thing. I work as an English Teacher at Pauley High School as my 'cover.'

I am gay and have been since I can remember and I have a HUGE crush on this HUGE crush on this guy who goes by the name of Davien Johnson who also teaches at the school I work at and OH MY FUCKING LORD!!! He is literally the most beautiful person on this ugly planet. When I am around him, it gives me chills. One time, we had to shake hands, and he sent goosebumps up my whole arm. He has white hair and the sweetest smile on the planet, in the universe.

You might be asking yourself, 'How does this guy not talking about his exes? Didn't he have anyone who has made him feel this way?' And yes, I have had my share of exes but there was one that I killed. I loved him more the world itself but then I couldn't control my powers and I killed him in cold blood. No one has ever been the same after that... until now.

I also have other powers for example I have flight, 'I thought only superheroes had that power' well, shut the fuck up because I have it and there is nothing in this world that can change that fact. I have the power of portals too. No, that doesn't mean that I can fucking travel to other universes. I can just travel to a place through a portal, like Doctor Strange except I'm real.

As you may have guessed already, I indeed have a side kick and her name is May Lickerstone or Horrendous Hurricane. She has the ability of controlling the weather but she isn't very helpful. When I ask her to make it stop raining, she makes it rain harder or more specifically, rain harder on me... What a bitch. She's nice most of the time... like really nice. Whenever a hero messes with me or insults me, she's there to beat them up or pick up the pieces when I'm crying because they said a rather disrespectful slur that starts with an f. It's really fine, I just really don't like that word, especially towards me. 

The whole fire thing started when I was about 22 years old in like 1365 or was it 1364? I forget but I know that it was in that time. I was walking down the street to what's now New York and there was a fire pit. Out of curiosity, I walked and put my hand inside it. Smart idea, right? Yeah..... not my proudest moment but then I got like super hurt after it and I regretted it almost immediately. 

Then, this doctor looking guy was all like 'I'll help you!' Just Kidding!!! A group of teenagers started beating me up and called me not such child appropriate names that kind of hurt. And then a carriage went and ran over me. Also not my proudest moment. I for sure thought that I was going to die but then I didn't and I was really confused. Like moments later, I was completely fine and had barely any injuries. Now I was confused. It was only when I got home to my parents, I found out the fire shooting out of my hands. Then, for the other powers, I just learned them over time and I just went with it. 

And now, here I am. I met May by pure coincidence when I was destroying a city and she was the one that was trying to stop me. I saw her potential and took her in, taught her to use her powers to conquer, not fall at the behest of people like myself to stop heroes to come by. That was like, I don't know like 1863-ish. I only know that it was definitely more than 150 years ago. It was only about 20 years ago that I noticed the human stain that is known as Cooler Cold. Now that name was even dumber than mine. Finally! The press finally made a name that was more stupid than my name. 

I am an English teacher and.... that's cool I guess. The children I have to teech are so fucking annoying that I would like to burn the alive. 'Oh, you wouldn't really do that to a pe-' To these group of human stains, I would so you can fuck off with that kind of 'No human deserves this'  bullshit.

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It was a Monday and I was fucking TIRED. Why do Mondays have to exist? Why does fucking school have to exist? The students understand that we hate school just as much as them, right? When I walk into my classroom, I am greeted by hormonal teenagers sitting and throwing a sack around the room. 

"Cory!" One of my high schoolers, Triss yells across the room. Seeing this, Cory catches the sack that was thrown to him by Triss. 

I finally place my bag on the floor and walk to the middle of the room. Stopping in between 2 desks, I catch the next throw of the sack gracefully and toss the sack directly into the trash. The class suddenly goes silent. I feel powerful. Just one of the reasons I wanted to become a teacher, to have power of the lower class. 

I quietly walk to the front of the room to where the whiteboard is waiting for me to write quotes from Shakespeare (which I have met by the way. We kissed, may or may not have had sex a couple of times). Turning on my heels once I got there, I looked at the class. 

"So, who can tell me the first poem Oscar Wilde wrote and when? If someone answers this, they may not have to do the quiz tomorrow." I smartly said, hands behind my back, making eye contact with some of the students who were my 'problematic kids'. 

I look around the room and saw that no one had there hands raised. "No one? So you guys are telling me that after 6 months of you learning English, you haven't even the slightest idea what Oscar Wilde's first poem was?" I lifted my heels from the floor and immediately put them on the ground again, making that jump appearance that teachers do. Realizing that no one has raised there hands, I paced the front of the classroom, looking down at my black shoes. "Ok, all of I guess are doing the pop quiz tomorrow. And just so you guys know, that will be on the quiz or bucker up!" 

"But sir," one of my other students, Finn started, "we don't even know what the quiz is going to be on!" 

I stopped pacing and made eye-contact with him, "Well, you should have thought of that before slacking off and doing weed in the bathroom and not paying attention in this class." Another perk of being a teacher, the motherfucking BURNS!

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Hey guys! How did you like this chapter? I tied to make it as interesting as I could without leaving out my boi's background out of this so thanks for reading and don't forget to vote and comment!