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Chapter 1
The Ship In The Sky

Kaspar stood peering over the rail looking down from the Ship that floated slowly through the sky. His hair flowed towards his right as the moved, his hair almost hid his empty scared eyes that begun to tear up as he stared at the cities they passed. It was beautiful, although it wasn't the reason he felt sad. from beneath his white v neck shirt, that was mostly hidden by a gray hoodie he pulled out a locket, inside was a picture of his sick mother. He sighed, he wanted to go on this adventure, though he knew he would miss her. Though it wasn't like she was alone, Kaspar had older brothers and sisters to take care of her.

He closed his eyes slowly, a single tear dropped from his eye, as his tear made his way downward, the tear broke apart into mist, from there clouds formed around the ship, and soon spread across the area they where in. Kaspar sighed once more,"Why me?" he asked looking up towards the full moon and the stars, the moon looked so much bigger then when he was on the ground. Kaspar didn't worry much on how the Ship floated, but more on how they would land.

There where very few people on the deck, a lot of the people where inside the ship itself playing games and getting to know each other, though Kaspar was a little nervous around large groups of people. He decided why not practice this gift. He fell to his knees, on his holey skinny jeans, and moved over to the bars on the rail, he fit his hand between two of the bars, and with his hand spread open pointed it towards the clouds. Instantly small parts of the clouds begun to dance around his arm and hand like smoke. This brought a small smile to his face, and made his worries get dimmer and dimmer. Even though they would still stay at the back of his mind.

Victoria made her way through the crowd eye fixed striaght ahead. Running a hand through long black hair out of nervous habit she made her way out of the crowd to the back of the ship. She wasn't homesick well maybe for her little sister Isabel but other than her she was gratefull to escape her fathers wrath...but Isabel now she had no one to protect her. She frowned staring up at the stars she was able to regain control of the tears that wanted to fall. Gripping the rail ice began to form on it extending out three feet on either side of her as the rail froze over. She sighed and moved her hands shaking off the ice. I really should learn better control she thought quietly still staring at the stars. She ran a hand through her hair and turned to face the crowd leaning against the frozen rail. Cold did not bother her anymore and she watched the crowd with cold eyes.

Jermey Riddick's emotionless gaze found way around the deck. These people, they were all like him, in the way they all were unique, like him. He could see everyone from his position leaning against the mast of the ship. he secretly wished for somene to come and engage him in conversation. As the stars and moon slowly moved out of is feild of vision, Jeremy was thinking of his new life. Fresh start. And the suprises that awaited him. Fed up with waiting, though hard to tell, he went to go engage a boy leaning on the rail of the ship in the sky. Jermy was not sure how to get his attention, so he cleared his throat and joined him in leaning on the rail.

Maya was leaning against a rail just near the two boys as she looked out at the starry night. She didnt know what to feel right now she was glad from the break of living mostly alone since the death of her parents but she was directly worried about her grandfather whom wasnt in the best of health when she left. She glanced a her hand as the shadow slowly formed a rose she sighed as she glanced at the two boys she wanted to talk to them but lately she didnt have the guts to talk to anyone at all and now she really was hoping this school would turn out okay. Since because of her strange ability it wasnt always easy making friends at all.

Virgil laid on the bow of the ship, staring at the sky in deep thought. He couldn't remeber how he had gotten on this ship in the first polace, but he didn't much care, he was already on the ship, might aswell go with it. He stared at the sky for awhile, not entirly sure about everything, but comfertable with most of it to not leave the ship, even though it was probably a long way down. He shuffled around a bit, trying to get in a good position to rest.

Before then, he turned his right hand into it's demon like state. It had a dark aura eminatting from it, the spiked armored hand. He examined it to see all of it's features. "I still can't belive I'm able to do this..." He looked at his hand for a little while longer, then turned it back into human. He then jumped up and peered of the side of the ship "...But what does it matter? The only thing that is important is that I have this ability..." He held up his hand to compare it to when it was demonic. Then he clenched it as tight as he could. "...And I'll make good use of it."

Rosalie sighed and looked down at her bright red orange nails and leaned against the cool rail, it warmed up slightly as she did and she smiled. She looked around at the few people who were out too. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and smiled again. Everything that had ever gone wrong, all the drama of her old school and the people who had stabbed her in the back, none of it mattered any more. She could start over make new friends. Live happily.

She took a deep breath and stretched. She sighed and decided to make contact with someone. So she crossed the deck to a girl near two boys.

"Hiya." She said lightly

Jermey looked to the girl who had just joined them. His emotionless eyes gave her a quick once-over, storing all the information in his mind, which was liek a steel box, before responding to her greeting.

"Hello." He replied, his voice sort of flat.

Victoria sighed pulling a tattered sketchbook from a bag on the ground next to her along with a pencil. With deep concentration she began to draw. Out of pure memory her little sister stared back at her from the paper when she finished after about another fifteen minutes. It was perfect. her eyes where bright and expressive the hair the same short messy style her sister favored and the figure was small childlike and angelic. Looking up for a moment before returning to the drawning she added a perfect likeness of herself to the picture holding the little girls hand with a gentle simle on her features. She nodded and moved to turn the page. At least I can DO something while I wait..

Kaspars concentration was broken, the cloud that danced around his arm scattered away into the night as he looked up to a very tall boy who was trying to get his attention,"Oh," Kaspar said softly, standing up, still feeling short because of the boys height,"Nothing, just. Just practicing." Kaspar said softly trying to find the right words to tell this being. Kaspar was a bit shocked that he came to talk to him, it made Kaspar feel important in the time he needed it most. He looked towards the clouds then up at the boys face,"I'm Kaspar, I'm Atmokinetic," Kaspar waved his hand towards the clouds and they disappeared into mist, he smiled and looked back at the boy,"You see?" Kaspar folded his arms, and looked towards the ground,"So what are you here for...Mr.?" Kaspar said with a smile, sounding sarcastic when he said 'Mr."

People started to join them, Kaspar tried to keep his attention towards the boy since he was the only one who directed him personally. Though the boy seemed to be very friendly, as he walked over to the girl and greeted her himself, Kaspar smiled and waved at her,"Hi." he said plainly. He turned around and looked back over the rail, he saw that they where over the ocean. He frowned slightly,'Where exactly is this school?' he thought.

Sandra Bullock was in a corner of the main part of the inside of the ship where most of the students were having fun together getting to know each other. She was reading a book as she didn't have the courage to approach people and was secretly hoping that someone nice would speak to her.
But why would anyone come and approach her reading a book in the corner she thought. People will probably think that I don't want to be disturbed and thus they are likely to leave me alone. As she thought this, a she sighed disappointingly.

Sam Goreman was in the crowded interior of the ship looking around for anyone who seemed interesting. Then he noticed a girl who was probably an underclassman standing in the corner of the room reading a book who seemed to have a sad look on her face and then she sighed. He thought, hmm maybe I should go and introduce myself, she seems a bit lonely.
So he slowly approaches her and clears his throught to grab her attention, "Hi there, you seem a bit down, I'm Sam Goreman, whats your name?" he asks in a warm friendly manner.

Sunny looked up at all the the other people as she squeezed past the crowed why did she have to be so small she thought as she was stepped on by a few people.She hoped they'd get there soon she hated the air feeling greener then before she rubbed her small eyes after finally getting out of the crowd.
Sunny stood on top of the second row of railing so she could see and get some fresh air thinking that it would help calming her stomach.She looked around everyone seemed to be chatting up now then she turned back around ready to puke.

She growled and knocked his hand away. "My name's not Little one or Little Sister" She mumbled. "My name is Rosalie Lillian Lupe Snakewood" She crossed her arms. She snapped her fingers, a small flame danced on her finger tips. "I'm a pyrookinetic. What about the rest of you?" She asked, shaking her hand like she was shaking out a match. The flame disappeared. She tightened her coat around her, even though she wasn't cold. She rarely got cold, but it was a natural reaction when she knew there was a chill in the air.

Jermey stepped into the conversation between the 2, three if you counted Kasper. "Long name. Mine is Jermey Riddick. But call me Riddick. I just like it better. I manpulate and create electricity." He said, his eyes and voice the same. In truth, he hated the name Jeremy. He hated his father, from whom he got the name. So he hated the name.

Virgil turned his head to the noise that was the other people. He sighed a bit. "Guess some people are starting to get the guts to talk to others." There were alot of them, but he didn't fell like counting them all, so he just jumped onto the deck and went to the railing. He noticed some others on the railing aswell. Another sigh escaped his mouth. "It also seems like there are some who are still not sure about this." He looked toward the horizon, still seeing nothing but darkness. "Wonder when it will be morning." He then turned to lean his back on the railing and stare at the sky again. He had a thing of doing that, just staring at the sky and getting rid of everything around him. "It'll befor the best if I don't get to involved with anyone..." He glanced around the ship one more time, then turned to stare off the side of the ship. again in deep thought.