(A/N):
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As the day's events settled,
The atmosphere around Sky High began to shift.
Word spread fast —
The old system of dividing students into Hero and Sidekick classes had been officially abolished.
After the scene with Will Stronghold,
Principal Powers and Professor Rudra (Ra-One) had spent hours in discussion with the faculty.
It was ultimately decided that keeping the old segregation alive would be unfair—
Especially when the new intake was being given a chance to prove themselves differently.
And so, the announcement came.
All students from the Sidekick Class—
Those who had long felt like shadows beside their "hero" peers—
Were ordered to attend classes alongside the Hero Class students, starting immediately.
The decision sent waves across the school.
For the support students,
It was like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.
Cheers erupted across the cafeteria and dorms—
Faces that had once been resigned now gleamed with excitement and hope.
But on the other side,
The Hero Class students weren't as thrilled.
Grumbles and groans filled the corridors.
Some of the more arrogant upper-years called it
"Unfair,"
"A waste of their time,"
Or
"A charity stunt."
The once-clear social hierarchy of Sky High had just been flipped on its head—
And not everyone could handle it.
Soon,
All three years were summoned to the Grand Auditorium,
A massive chamber of floating platforms and holographic banners shining with the school's emblem.
The lights dimmed as Principal Powers descended from above,
Her comet-like energy trail sparkling behind her while she was spinning.
"____"
The students erupted into applause as she began her speech.
Her voice was confident and warm, echoing through the vast hall.
"Sky High was built to nurture the protectors of tomorrow. But true heroes aren't born from rankings or divisions—they are forged through unity, growth, and the courage to challenge limits."
"From this year onward, there will be no walls between hero and support students. Every one of you will have the same chance—to rise, to create, and to inspire."
As she concluded,
She gestured toward Rudra,
Who stood calmly at the side of the stage in his dark coat,
"____"
His expression unreadable but commanding.
"And now,"
Principal Powers continued with a faint smile,
"I'd like to introduce the newest addition to our faculty—Professor Ra-One. He will be your Creative Professor, responsible for guiding each of you in unlocking the deeper potential of your quirks."
"Whether you're facing a bottleneck or searching for new ways to evolve your abilities, he will help you think—and act—beyond your limits."
The crowd clapped, though the enthusiasm varied.
The first-years were wide-eyed with curiosity who had previously met him before at the class division,
The support students cheered loudly in genuine appreciation...
But the older hero class students?
Their applause was hollow, accompanied by sneers and murmurs.
A few even booed,
Their voices cutting through the noise like sharp notes of defiance.
Rudra's sharp eyes turned in their direction.
He didn't say a word,
"____"
But the subtle shift in his gaze—
A calm, razor-edged stare—
Was enough to silence most of them.
"____"
"____"
"____"
Principal Powers smirked faintly.
Smirk~
"I see,"
She said playfully into the mic,
"that some of you may not be used to change. But don't worry—by the end of this semester, I think you'll find Professor Ra-One's lessons… illuminating."
The audience erupted again—
This time half in laughter, half in uncertain energy.
As the sun dipped below the floating horizon of Sky High,
The vibrant energy that had filled the day began to quiet down.
The halls emptied, laughter faded, and the once-bustling cafeteria was left in calm silence.
Rudra made his way back toward the staff quarters,
His footsteps echoing softly through the glass corridor that overlooked the swirling sea of clouds below.
The air hummed faintly with the floating island's stabilizing energy—
A low, constant vibration that reminded him he was no longer in his world.
When he finally reached his room—
Room 224—
He opened the door to find it exactly as he'd left it earlier.
The walls shimmered faintly with adaptive light panels,
And a faint hum came from the automated console embedded near his desk.
He removed his coat, loosened his collar, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long moment
Silence settling around him like a gentle fog.
"____"
It had been a long first day.
A new world, new faces, a new position—
And a lot of eyes watching him closely.
With a tired sigh,
Sigh~
"____"
Rudra finally stretched and laid back on the bed,
Staring up at the shifting ceiling panels that displayed a slow, drifting night sky simulation.
He exhaled deeply, allowing his thoughts to settle when—
[Ding...]
[System Notification: Task Protocol Activated]
A soft blue holographic interface blinked into view above him.
The system's voice—
Familiar, calm, and neutral—
Spoke within his mind.
[Rudra, as per protocol, you will periodically receive routine tasks assigned to this world's operational structure.]
[These missions will help maintain your cover as a registered hero and educator.]
[They will also serve to establish credibility and strengthen your network in this dimension.]
Rudra turned his head slightly,
Watching the faint holographic text scroll across the air.
[Tasks will vary—some involving hero activities, others related to the Hero Public Safety Commission or Sky High's academic operations.]
[Each will be automatically synchronized to your current timeline.]
[No need for concern; these will not disrupt your teaching schedule unless deemed priority.]
He gave a quiet chuckle.
Chuckle~
"Here, you're putting me on double duty, huh?"
[Affirmative,]
The system replied flatly, as if missing the humor.
[It is necessary to preserve your integration within this reality's framework.]
Rudra's eyes softened as he folded his hands behind his head.
"Fine. Just make sure you don't overload me with nonsense tasks."
"Understood. Your first official routine task will arrive tomorrow morning. Rest is advised."
The holographic screen flickered and vanished,
Leaving only the soft, ambient hum of the room.
Rudra exhaled, sinking deeper into the bed's adaptive cushioning.
His mind replayed the day's moments—
The test, the crowd of heroes, Principal Powers' teasing grin, the wide-eyed students,
And the subtle tension among the older ones.
He closed his eyes, muttering quietly to himself.
"New world, new role… let's see what tomorrow brings."
Outside the window, the artificial stars twinkled faintly above the floating island—
And somewhere in the clouds below, the faint glimmer of another hero's flight trail shimmered across the dark sky,
As Sky High settled into the calm before another storm of adventure.
Maxville...
The city where heroes lived side by side with ordinary citizens.
Warm light spilled out from the wide bay windows of the Stronghold residence,
Laughter echoing from within.
Will's house was a charming blend of modern comfort and subtle superhero flair —
Walls lined with framed photos of The Commander and Jetstream mid-battle, shelves filled with odd glowing trophies and relics from their adventures.
Inside,
Will Stronghold stood nervously by the snack table, rubbing the back of his neck as his new friends from Sky High relaxed around the living room.
Layla Williams, ever calm and grounded,
Was helping stack up plates of snacks conjured from small plants she'd grown right there in her palm —
While Zach, Magenta, and Ethan were debating whose quirk looked cooler in the cafeteria reflection.
"Man, Will, your house is huge!"
Zach grinned, tossing a chip into his mouth.
Grin~
"Yeah,"
Ethan added with a grin,
Grin~
"it's like a museum of awesome! Are those real alien blasters on the wall?"
Will laughed awkwardly.
"Uh, yeah, Dad keeps them as trophies. They're… deactivated. I think."
But before anyone could tease him further —
CLICK.
The front door opened.
A sudden hush fell over the room.
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"____"
"____"
Standing there in the doorway were Steve Stronghold and Josie Stronghold,
The legendary hero couple known to the world as The Commander and Jetstream.
Steve filled the doorway like a mountain —
Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a casual button-down that did little to hide his superhuman build.
Beside him stood Josie, radiant as ever, her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders, her posture graceful yet commanding.
They paused when they saw the group —
"____"
"____"
A cluster of teens frozen mid-celebration —
Before their faces broke into warm, knowing smiles.
"Well, well,"
Josie said playfully, placing her hands on her hips.
"Looks like someone's throwing a party without telling us."
Will nearly jumped.
"Mom! Dad! You're home early—uh, we were just—uh, celebrating the start of school!"
Steve chuckled, stepping inside.
Chuckle~
"Celebrating, huh? That's good, son. A Stronghold should always celebrate victories, big or small!"
He looked around the room at the wide-eyed teens.
"And who might all of you be?"
One by one,
Will's friends introduced themselves —
Stammering, smiling, and starstruck.
Zach extended his glowing hand.
"Zach… sir! Uh, my power is light. You know, brightness, coolness—uh, mostly brightness."
Ethan nervously adjusted his glasses.
"Ethan. I can, uh, melt into liquid."
Magenta raised a shy hand.
"Hi, I can turn into a guinea pig."
Layla smiled gently and said jokingly.
"Layla Williams, Mr. Stronghold. We're neighbors."
At that, Steve's eyes brightened as he played along.
"Ah, Layla! The girl next door who helped Will with his plant science projects?"
Layla chuckled softly.
Chuckle~
"Something like that, sir."
Josie smiled at her warmly before looking back at the rest of the group.
"It's nice to see Will making good friends. Sky High can be a bit overwhelming at first."
Steve laughed heartily, patting Will's shoulder —
Almost knocking him off balance.
"Don't worry, son. You've got good company. That's half the battle of being a hero."
But as the laughter resumed,
Layla's gaze drifted slightly —
Her smile soft, but her eyes thoughtful.
She'd noticed something subtle during the day —
The way Professor Ra-One had spoken about believing in oneself.
And when she looked at Will now,
She wondered if Professor Rudra —
Or rather, Professor Ra-One —
Had known something even his own parents didn't.
Still, the room was filled with warmth again.
Josie floated a few inches off the ground, playfully zipping around the room to help set the table,
While Steve effortlessly lifted the couch with one hand to fetch a missing snack bowl beneath it.
Earning gasps from the kids.
It was a picture-perfect family moment —
Laughter, warmth, and admiration —
In the warm glow of the Stronghold family kitchen,
The laughter from the living room slowly faded as Will slipped away,
Carrying a tray of empty plates.
The hum of the refrigerator and the faint aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the air —
The perfect domestic calm after a busy first day.
A moment later,
Steve Stronghold —
The Commander himself —
Followed him in, his massive frame nearly filling the doorway.
He was smiling at first,
That familiar proud-father grin that had inspired thousands of fans and terrified countless villains.
"Well,"
He began, resting a hand on his son's shoulder,
"You made it through your first day at Sky High, huh? I told you, son — the start of your hero journey begins the moment you step through those doors."
Will forced a small smile, avoiding eye contact.
"Yeah… it was something, alright."
Steve chuckled and clapped his hands together.
Chuckle~
"And speaking of beginnings—"
He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small, rectangular box wrapped in blue paper.
"I promised you a gift after your first day. Go on, open it."
Will peeled off the wrapping, revealing a sleek metal bracelet —
Polished silver, with the family insignia engraved on the center:
A stylized "S" merging with a pair of wings.
"It's a power stabilizer,"
Steve explained proudly.
"Custom-made by Technomancer Kaizen Volt himself back when I was your age. It'll help channel your strength once your powers start to kick in."
But Will didn't say anything.
He just stared down at the bracelet, his throat tightening.
"____"
Steve noticed the hesitation. His expression softened —
Just a little.
"Hey, kiddo… what's wrong?"
Will set the box down slowly.
"Dad, about my powers…"
The change in tone was enough to make Steve's smile falter.
"Yeah? What about them?"
Will took a breath —
Then blurted out, his voice cracking slightly,
"I don't have any."
"____"
"____"
"____"
Silence.
For a full five seconds, the kitchen went dead quiet.
Even the refrigerator hum seemed to die down.
Steve blinked.
"…What?"
Will swallowed hard.
Gulp~
"I said I don't have any powers. None. Not yet, not ever, maybe."
At that moment,
Josie Stronghold stepped into the kitchen, drying her hands with a towel.
"What's going on? I heard shouting—"
Her eyes widened when she saw Will's expression —
The quiver in his lips, the tears threatening to spill.
Steve took a step back, still trying to process it.
"That's— that's not possible. You're our son, Will. You're half Commander, half Jetstream! You've got power in your bloodline!"
Will's voice trembled.
"I know, Dad. But it's true. They tested me today during the hero-skill evaluation, and… nothing happened. I was fooling you guys all the time."
He tried to force a laugh,
But it came out hollow.
"Professor Ra-One said I just need to believe in myself, but— maybe there's just nothing there to believe in."
Steve's face darkened.
"Who said that? Boomer? I swear, if that man—"
"Dad!"
Will's voice rose, desperate.
"It wasn't Boomer. Professor Ra-One stopped him. He's the reason I didn't get expelled outright."
That made Steve pause.
"____"
"____"
Even Josie tilted her head slightly —
Recognizing the name.
"Ra-One…?"
She murmured, exchanging a look with her husband.
"That's the new hire Principal Powers mentioned."
Steve folded his arms, his jaw tightening.
"So the new guy thinks he can decide my son's future, huh? Giving him three months to prove himself?"
"Dad—"
"I should march up there and—"
"Dad, stop!"
Will finally snapped.
His voice cracked,
But it carried the raw honesty of someone who'd been holding too much in.
"Please… just stop. I know you want me to be like you. But I'm not. I don't even know if I can be."
That silenced him.
"____"
Steve froze, chest rising and falling with slow, heavy breaths.
Josie placed a gentle hand on his arm, her voice soft but steady.
"Steve… maybe we're the ones putting too much pressure on him."
For a moment,
The mighty Commander looked… small.
"____"
Not physically, but emotionally —
A man who had just realized he'd been fighting the wrong battle.
He crouched slightly, resting a hand on Will's shoulder again, his voice quieter now.
"Hey… I'm sorry, son. I didn't mean to push you that hard."
Will wiped his eyes, trying to smile.
"It's okay, Dad. I'll figure it out. I just… need time."
Josie knelt beside them both, pulling Will into a soft embrace.
"No matter what, Will,"
She whispered,
"Quirk or no quirk — you're our greatest hero."
For the first time that night,
Will smiled genuinely.
But as Steve looked over his son's shoulder, his expression hardened again —
Not in anger, but in concern.
Something about that new teacher's involvement — Professor Ra-One — bothered him.
He didn't trust coincidences, not in their world.
'Who exactly is this Ra-One… and what does he want with Sky High?'
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