Friday, Sa’Cha’s Home, 7 AM
The shadows swirled around him like black smoke as he levitated within the spell circle.

“Sa’Cha, listen to my voice. What do you see?”

There was silence. An eerie wind blew through the room, but Sa’Cha did not answer. The candlelight flickered, daring to extinguish.
“Sa’Cha, concentrate.”

His body shivered in response to the strain. Chaotic energy pulsed around him and stretched out touching the walls. The spell circle began to glow brighter and brighter until Sa’Cha opened his eyes. The energy subsided quickly and Sa’Cha’s body slammed against the floor. He groaned and looked up at his grandmother who touched him gently.

“It’s alright. You’ll get there. Your magic is unique. With training, you will master it. Now go take a shower. You’ll be late for school if you don’t.”

Sa’Cha stood up slowly. Over the past months, he trained extra hard to put a dent in learning his abilities. Lunar Magic wasn’t an everyday type of magic. Even his grandmother, a master in her own right, knew little about it. He was worried about the nightmares he’d experienced. It always ended when he woke up in the middle of the night with items floating around him, only to come crashing down. Everything in his room was a potential risk now and he wanted to know why. His grandmother saw his expression and sighed.
“It’ll be alright, don’t think too much about it, and enjoy your senior year. I have something big planned for your graduation.”
Sa’Cha smiled and hurried off to take a shower and get dressed. His normal outfits consisted of plain clothes. Nothing that would make him stand out lived in his wardrobe. A simple red shirt with a pair of black jeans that hugged his butt, and a pair of red shoes completed the look. He always wore earrings that dangled, and although his grandmother didn’t like the earrings, he loved how they made him look. Today was a good day. He had relived the date he asked Finn out on a date and the fact that the date was fast approaching made him slightly nervous and very happy. Finn was amazing. After he’d asked him out on a date, Sa’Cha had been hard at work getting to know him as much as he could during school hours, and even after school, he’d call and text whenever he felt it was appropriate. His friend thought it was hilarious how smitten Sa’Cha was.

Sa’Cha grabbed his backpack and keys and kissed his grandma on the cheek.

“See ya after school. Love ya.”

“Love you too. Be careful.”
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Friday, Angel Grove High School, 9 AM
“Hey Sa’Cha, how’s grams?”

“Hey Mark, she’s good,” Sa’Cha said as he stepped onto campus, his friend Mark joining him.

“Have you talked to Finn?” Mark asked.

“Not today. I’m kinda running late though,” Sa’Cha said, trying to avoid conversations about Finn. He had to concentrate on classes. They would all be graduating at the end of the semester and so many things played out in his head. Would he keep in touch with everyone he’d come to care about while at Angel Grove High? What about Finn? Was it just a puppy romance or could they possibly become something more even after graduation? What about the main reason they’d moved to Angel Grove? His grandmother had visions of darkness that enveloped the city, and she was there to ensure it didn’t happen, but Sa’Cha hadn’t felt anything since his arrival.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Mark said.

A new day - a new life. The Blunette could still scarcely believe what happened to her yesterday. It happened, right? She slipped on a jump, fell down three or so storeys onto concrete, and was saved by a literal god and chosen to fight in an epic war of divine powers that was coming to Earth's doorstep.

Suuuuuuuuure, I'm totally right in the head!

Still, she could hardly deny that the world just felt different. She felt the healthiest in years, like she could take on a 10 kilometer jog and barely break a sweat. The most minute details she might normally never notice screamed for her attention. Was everyone always moving so slowly? she found herself asking, as she dodged and weaved out of the others' way as she made up her way to the classroom. Well, if she truly had divine powers of lightning now, she will not need to worry about charging her phone ever again at least.

Still, the powers she was supposedly bestowed eluded her, or at least eluded her command. Yesterday, after her accident, she tried to will them forth, only to find out she had no idea how. Instead, she got jump scared by a bunch of kids running right at her form behind a corner, and a transformer on the pole at the end of the street sparked and went up in flames, sinking an entire street into the dark. Whoops.

Afterwards, she decided to sleep on it, and that was how she woke up the most refreshed ever and able to perceive and move faster than anyone else she knew, which included the track team. On her way here, she trialled herself against the bus and was able to keep up with it until the stop two blocks over, when she gave up because she did not want to show up sweaty and stinky to school.

Maybe I should just wait? If this happened after one night, perhaps I should just sleep on it some more, she thought as she found the door to her class and took her seat. Still, Zeus... okay, still weird... HONEST TO THEMSELVES ZEUS asked me to find others like me. Which means... Nike spent a solid couple of minutes thinking about what she was told to do, coming out empty. Aaaaargh! Must deities be so damn cryptic all of the time? Do I find others near death? ?Others worthy of being protectors? Others who already are protectors? Guh! she hit her desk with a balled fist, frustrated.

Looking at the clock, she found out she still had some time, having gotten to school about twice as fast as she normally would. The sprint earlier left her a bit parched, so she got up and walked down the hallway to the vending machine, desiring a soda. She looked towards the entrance of the school and that'S when she felt it. A cold shiver running down her spine.

A titan's power. said a voice in her head. How did she know? What even did that mean? She needed to brush up on her ancient mythology if she was going to do this, history was never her strong suit. Weren't titans the bad gods? Though, maybe not all of them? Shaking a peak out of the window, she spotted Sa'Cha and Mark walking down the road. Perhaps she felt one of them? Or, you crazy grunt, you might have felt someone behind the wall walking down the street. How am I supposed to tell? I'm certainly not going to go out and make a fool of myself asking the two of them if they had a near-death encounter with an ancient god who bestowed magic onto them and asked them to protect the world. No sire. she perished the thought, walking back to get her soda and hauled her ass to class. If she was not mistaken, Sa'Cha had the same class, so maybe she could gleam something else by it's end.

Finn skated into a school. It was a busy morning, since it was Friday, he made pancakes for the family. Nothing says the start of a weekend like pancakes! After arriving at the school, he made a point to say hello to everyone in passed by in the hall. Some of his fellow cheerleaders, some of the football players, the boy with glasses who was a science whiz. Finn knew everyone at Angel Grove High. He did this every morning. Many of them said hello back.

He passed by the blue haired girl Nike along the way, and waved hello to her to. She was hard to miss with the blue hair. Finn had considered dyeing his hair pink once… His mother was against the idea, and told him to wait till after he graduated high school. That day wasn’t too far off.

He eventually found the person he really wanted to talk to in the halls. “Hey Mark, hey Sa’cha!” He gave Sa’cha a pat on the back. “I can’t wait for our date tomorrow!”

Sa'Cha moved as quickly as he could with Mark talking as if his life depended on it. Several things were swirling through his mind at the moment and yet it had gone unnoticed that Zeus had chosen a champion to help in the cause and that she was a student at Angel Grove High.
Sa'Cha stopped for a moment to turn and talk to Mark about something other than the topic of motorcycles and cars, something Mark was very fluent in. He hadn't even sensed Finn walk up until he felt his hand on his back. Turning after hearing Finn's voice, Sa'Cha smiled.

"Neither can I," Sa'Cha said.

"Awwww look at you two, so cute," Mark chimed in.

Sa'Cha's glare sent chills down Mark's spine. He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head.

"I'll see you two after class," Mark said rushing off.

Sa'Cha turned his attention back to Finn. Even after time had passed, he still got slightly nervous whenever he talked to him.

"Do you have practice today?" Sa'Cha asked, "have you eaten?"

Nike was momentarily distracted from her observation as Finn passes by, waving him a brief "Yo!" As he flew past her on his way to the target of their momentarily shared interest. The feeling she had was persisting, and she was getting more and more certain it had to be coming from one of the two guys in the yard.

What should I do though? Do I just stroll in like: 'Hi! Would you happen to be a wizard, Harry?' I bet that would be an easy one way ticket to tartarus, or whatever. she wondered, her anxiety of the situation brewing the entire time.

Finally, the motorhead decided to sod off and was replaced by Finn instead. Aaaaw, you two are so cute I just might vomit. she thought briefly, returning to her previous topic. Closing her eyes - one would do that if they needed to focus her newfound magical sense, right? - she waited for anything to happen.

Only, the feeling didn't stop. The titan's power was still mingling about. And the only common denominator here was Sa'Cha, assuming a wizard was not resting against the wall of the campus, which she found unlikely.

Nike opened her eyes just as Sa'Cha was turning around to face Finn, briefly gazing her way. They didn't even lock eyes. In hindsight, Nike would doubt he even noticed her staring. Right now though, marinated in her uncertain feeling, the look made her straight up panic. HE KNOWS! she freaked out in her mind, doing her best to leave the sight as casually as she could manage. It was for naught. In the last minute, she failed to notice her hair was starting to stand up from the static that was building around her.

The moment she panicked, it left through the path of least resistance, which was a junction box on the wall. Two foot loghtning bolt briefly illuminated the hallway, and then the lights in the building went out and the fire alarm siren started blaring, causing an exodus of students out into the campus yard, robbing the lovebirds of their privacy.

As Nike filed out with the rest of them, she kept close but yet far enough, wondering if the titan's chosen noticed [b]that[/].