Midna-Phobia

In Enemy Territory

Grace managed to find her way to her first class without much trouble, the building was fairly well set out, and there was a map attached to the back of her schedule. As she moved to sit at a desk a thought occurred to her and as she sat down she slammed her head onto the table. She was an idiot. An absolute total ditz. She’d just left a blind kid on his own to find his way around. This was not the best way for her to start the year. She tried to reassure herself that maybe it would be alright. She had no idea who that kid was; maybe he had already been here before and was in a year above her. Either way she felt sick again. Maybe someone here had time powers and could take her back to this morning before she got on the bus so she could do everything over again. That’d be perfect. A woman walked in, looking slightly flustered and busy and Grace smiled despite herself, glad the new year wasn’t hard on just the students. “Good morning class, good morning. This is home room, my name is Miss Glimmer… I’ll be your home room supervisor. I’m also the head of the arts department.” She set some papers onto the desk and skimmed through them. “Oh yes, freshman need to go to the gym for specialised class assignments.” Grace frowned slightly, not sure what exactly ‘specialised class assignments’ were. But she figured she’d find out what it was all about when she got there. Standing along with a dozen other confused looking students Grace followed along, checking the map on the back of her schedule again to make sure she was going the right way. Meeting up with the rest of her year she stood just on the outskirts of the group, waiting for something to happen.

Beyond the Wall

Luka was silent for a long time as he stood there, looking at the clearing as she outright rejected that this was a member of her family and he groaned slightly. “It’s human, young but human. Look, if you take this piece, this one and that one.” He trailed off as he walked over to the pieces of bones and began sorting through them. “Put them together like this, you can see it’s clearly a human skull, but if you look at the length of the bones compared to yours or mine, they’re much smaller, meaning they were likely younger.” “We can walk around in the cold and the snow all you like, but they don’t leave much behind. More often than not they’ll eat everything and leave it up to their digestive system. Anything they leave will often fall to other predators. How long ago did they cross? Because if its longer than a few days I doubt were going to find any remains. Honestly we were lucky to find this.” He stood up, looking at her again at her questions and statements. “First off, I could very easily force you to leave. Don’t forget that. Secondly, don’t think I’m going to be able to stop one of them from eating you if they really want to. They may like me but nothing stands in the way of daemons and food.” He shook his head slightly. “The only reason we haven’t run into any so far is because they’re all sleeping. They’re nocturnal. Thirdly, I am not alone. The daemons may not seem like it to you, but they’re loyal. They take care of me. I stay because this is my home. It’s all I know, I have a safe place to live and others to look out for me here. I don’t have anything back there. When I was very young my mother saved a younger daemon from a trap set by a hunter. She died a few years later and I actually crossed the wall with the intent of getting myself killed.” “I knew what was over there; I also knew there was nothing back there for me. However they didn’t attack me like I’ve seen them do to any other human that crosses the Wall. Cade, one of those daemons who tried to kill you last night, was the daemon my mother had saved when I was younger. Like I said, they’re loyal. They all recognised the debt to my family for what happened and offered to be my family. At least that’s what I’ve managed to understand from them, like I said I’m still working on that part. And you know what? I like it here. I’m safe here.”

The Villain Next Door

The sound of the door opening caught Grace a little off guard for a moment and she leaned back very slightly, looking to see who came in. She had somewhat been expecting her mother, still unsure if she was upstairs asleep or out fighting for justice and junk. However when she saw Patrick she smiled slightly as he sat down beside her. She smiled at him and greeted him good morning then returned to watching her show. The peace lasted only a few moments before Patrick stood up abruptly and declared they were going for a walk, causing her to make a face at him, not that he noticed because he was already gone. “But… but… ninja turtles…” She complained quietly to herself before she sighed and stood up. Walking around her house she began making sure everything was closed and locked, because she’d never hear the end of it if they got robbed before grabbing her bag and heading outside to catch up. “I hope you realise you’ve interrupted a summer long tradition this morning. For weeks now I’ve gotten up and eaten my cereal whilst watching Ninja Turtles. Now I’ll never know if they beat the Shredder for the zillionth time.” It had rained last night, so everything was glistening with water and puddles covered the ground. She reached out, letting her hands brush against the plants as she passed, small water droplets transferring onto her hand or falling onto the ground. She always loved the smell of everything after it had rained. It smelt fresher, cleaner. Gray clouds still hung overhead, meaning they may even get more rain later. The girl felt, needless to say, most at home when she was surrounded by water. Still, despite all her moaning and groaning she was happy to see him. “So… are you as nervous about school today as I am?” Truth be told if it wasn’t for Patrick she probably wouldn’t have seen many people during the holidays. Grace wasn’t the most social of butterflies, often fearing that someone may unintentionally discover her powers if she got too close to them. So it had been hard finding others her age who also had powers. Her mother had networked a little to try and find friends for her, but none of them had worked out as well as the accidental friendship she’d formed with the boy net door.

In Enemy Territory

He kind of freaked her out a little with the whole blind but can see kind of thing.

In Enemy Territory

Grace waited until the boy got under cover and was about to turn and leave, in quite a hurry, she may add. However stopped for a moment when she looked at him properly. It almost looked like he was looking at her… but that made no sense. It was only in her general direction but it was her general direction! And he smiled at her! He was blind… how did he know where she was? And then it occurred to her that she was at a school for people with powers. She wasn’t sure what his were exactly, but they were helping him to navigate whatever they were. And then he thanked her and once again she was thrown into a nervous confusion. How did he know? Maybe he could red minds. Maybe he was reading her mind right now and was thinking how much of an idiot she was. Regardless it would have been rude of her to not say anything at all now that he had introduced himself. “G-Grace.” She stumbled for a moment, her voice a little shaky. Grace was kind and bubbly in her own right, but she was also very shy and nervous around people she didn't know. “Don’t mention it, with the water thing, really. I’m sure mostly anyone would have done the same thing… maybe.” She once again nibbled at her lip and took her water bottle out again, taking another sip. It was a nervous habit of hers, since water always seemed to have a calming effect on her and it wasn’t like she was able to just take some water out and start playing with it to calm herself down. Well not until now that was. She wasn’t sure on the school’s policy about using powers for personal reasons during class. “I um…” As if it had read her mind and had swooped in to save her the bell rung and she let out an internal sigh of relief. “I have to go, sorry. Class and… and stuff. Don’t want to be late on my first day.” She turned and walked away for as long as she thought she could get away with before picking up the pace to a run, taking off down the hall, which was rather wet and slippery. Instantly the playfulness came out in her and she moved to freeze the water and began sliding along the hall, making sure to return it to the less dangerous water state behind her.

The Villain Next Door

The sun began streaming in through the window, the light hitting Grace in the face and causing it to scrunch up before she opened her eyes reluctantly and rolled over, lying on her back and placing her hands behind her head as she stared at the ceiling. Today was her first day of high school. It was still taking a little while for that fact to sink in, it seemed like just yesterday her and her mother were moving in even though it was more like ten or so years ago now, right before she’d started primary school. Truth be told she hadn't thought about it much until now. Glancing over at her clock Grace sighed, realising she had a lot of time to fill before school was even close to starting now. Sliding out of bed she walked over to the large fish tank in her room, kneeling down and watching the small collection of guppies swimming around. “Morning guys.” She said, still staring at them. After a few moments, however she sighed and stood up. “Still not talking to me hu?” Grace had always been slightly hopeful that, along with her water powers, she would have developed the ability to talk to marine creatures. To this day she’d had no such luck. Walking into the bathroom she also checked her neck for gills, another hopeful wish of hers. Though she was aware by now she’d probably developed all the powers she was going to she still liked to hope. She took a fairly long shower, seeing as she had a lot of time to spare and then went back to her room. Before she closed the blinds she did glance out her window at the room across from hers next door but if Patric was awake then she couldn’t see him because his curtains were closed. Shrugging she closed her blinds and got dressed before heading downstairs. The house was quiet and still; meaning her mother still hadn't gotten back from her most recent crime fighting endeavours or she had gotten back rather late and was just asleep upstairs sleeping. Grace set about making herself some breakfast and sat down in the living room, turning on the TV and flipping to a channel that had cartoons. She did pause briefly on a news channel where her mother was fighting off some crazy bug lady. Obviously the result of last night’s call out. However it was quickly over and she flicked over to cartoons.

In Enemy Territory

Out the front of the school Grace was contently standing in the rain, getting absolutely saturated, kicking at puddles as others hurried inside. She paused for a moment as a fancy looking car pulled up but quickly turned away, hurrying up onto the stairs that were covered and took out her water bottle, taking another big gulp she then proceeded to clear herself of all the water on her and filled the bottle up with rain water, which always tasted a lot better than tap water. However sometimes if she concentrated enough she could sometimes separate the bad stuff from the pure water. She didn’t attempt this often though, because it gave her an awful headache. Collecting rainwater this was just a lot easier. Turning to look back out at the fancy car Grace found herself curious, especially when she noticed the driver get out and open the back door for the car for the passenger. She heard herself gasp slightly and then immediately felt horrible for doing so when she realised he was blind. Nibbling on her lip the girl gave a small wave of her hand and the rain parted for the boy, although it still fell it now feel around him instead of on him, kind of like if he had an umbrella. Grace was sure if her mother saw her doing this she would disapprove. She had always been taught not to use her powers unless it was absolutely necessary. However she supposed it was guilt at the way she had initially reacted… and now she was only making it worse. She’d never met a blind person… but she was certain they’d want to be treated like everyone else. Only now she couldn’t stop diverting the rain away from him could she? She’d look like a jerk, like she had been playing some kind of trick on him. Grace groaned, wondering how she got herself into these situations.

In Enemy Territory

Standing on the street corner Grace waited for the bus, her hands clasped behind her back as she rocked back and forth on her heels, humming to herself. An odd bubbly feeling in her stomach made itself known. Nerves. Butterflies beating themselves against the walls of her gut. Of course she was nervous. During primary and middle school she had been attending with normal humans. All her friends had been there, since most other like her had been… well like her and kept their abilities hidden from others. Now she was entering this new school with people she didn’t know all with super powers like her. What if she didn’t match up? What if they laughed at her? What if no one liked her? Reaching into her bag she took out her water bottle and took a long drink, the water usually helping to calm her nerves. She noticed the bus approaching and raised her hand to signal for it to stop and quickly climbed aboard. Looking down the aisle she quickly selected a seat with no one currently occupying it and made a beeline for it, sitting down and keeping her vision straight. If she didn’t look at anyone then she couldn’t offend. If she didn’t offend no one would be tempted to beat the snot out of her. The reasonable and rational side of her tried to assure her that no one was going to beat her up because she looked at them funny. But the side of her that watched too many teenage movies told her to fear everyone and everything. The ride was only short, luckily, and no one decided to sit next to her. Grace was certain she looked as scared as she felt. It was strange too because she wasn’t usually one to be so nervous. Once the bus arrived at the school she sat patiently, waiting for everyone else to get off before she did so as to avoid getting in anyone’s way. Picking up her bag he quickly disembarked and stopped for a moment, looking up at the building. It looked just like any other school really. As she stood there she felt a small drop of water, then another and another before the heavens opened up and started raining down upon them. It was a light shower really, but it made her smile and giggle as if the water washed away all the worries she’d had.

In Enemy Territory

Well there's also the possibility that if he goes hot enough, perhaps if he gets angry enough, then he could extinguish water attacks with the heat he produces. So there are obviously ways to overcome the weaknesses.

In Enemy Territory

Well it's not like he's on fire constantly is he because I feel like that's be exceptionally impractical? I mean water wouldn't hurt or damage him unless he was producing flames since the skin is naturally waterproof.