What The Luck!?

The soccer club members that recognized Asher and Art also noticed that Jane, Laura and Jackson were the ones that had been with them at camp too. They were pulling at their other soccer club members and whispering warnings but the older students were brushing them off and not listening. 

"We aren\'t going to leave because some kid says we would be enemies. What do you take us for?" The kid that had been speaking the entire time spoke with steel in his voice but he was a little caught off guard to see that some of his team mates were looking worried. 

"Then enemies it is. Poor guys. I thought they had a few brain cells in their heads." Asher\'s smile was still the same but it was even more intimidating now. 

"Asher, don\'t scare them too much. Look at them. Some of them can\'t even move they are so afraid." Jane stepped forward with her sunglasses off making more than half of the soccer club freeze in place while some were looking elsewhere or focused on Asher and Art. 

"Sorry, I just really thought they would make the right decision. I don\'t want to have enemies if I can prevent it." Asher scratched his head while he looked at the soccer ball lying on the ground in front of him. 

Maybe we should play a little soccer? Or would you prefer to practice what we were going to practice in the gym that WE booked; sparring." Asher started a traditional boxer\'s bounce and he moved forward. 

He kicked the soccer ball with all his force and sent it flying in to the wall. Most of those that could move from the soccer club followed its movements and didn\'t see the small plug that kept the air in fall out. When the ball hit the wall it flopped making a sad sound echo through the gym., This sound repeated as it hit the ground. 

"Asher, You forget I am the one that gained the more strength in my super power. If I had kicked it the ball could pop, but have you been doing some extra work outs?" Jackson wanted in on the attempt to get the soccer club to leave. 

Jane turned away and looked at her friends who were straight forward and showing their unbeatable stances. "You guys don\'t need to fight. I feel like they are about to leave." Jane kept her eyes on the ground until she put her sun glasses back on. The members that had become unfrozen were gasping for breath.

"Can we hurry up? My brother booked this place and you guys are wasting our time." Cara had become annoyed at the soccer club that was in mental turmoil over the soccer ball ""popping"" and Jane freezing them in place. 

"Your the deafening younger brother!? You must be a monster too." The older student made a motion for everyone to clean up pronto. They knew better than to pick a fight with one of the top in class. 

"Why did you guys get to have all the fun. I could have zapped them. I have gotten good at controlling my lighting lately, watch." Louis had both hands apart and a foot long arc of lighting jumped from one hand to the other causing a loud electrical vibration in the room. The soccer club appeared to move in to over drive. 

"Your lighting is too much. We could use the wind I make to send their trash to one corner of the room." Sammy felt left out and took a deep breath before whipping her hand down with as much force as she could causing a wave of wind that stumbled everyone around her slightly. 

"No no no, that\'s not the way to do it. Just tell each of them to leave as fast as possible." Laura proceeded to dart from member to member of the soccer club with a hand up to wave goodbye to them. It was an astonishing display of speed and control of her body that finished things off for the soccer club. 

The group watches as the soccer club that had been so arrogant just a few minutes earlier darted from the gym and toward the outside fields where they should have been anyways. "That was hysterical!" Art nearly fell down laughing. He had been unhappy that the club was trying to steal their booked space but when his friends joined it had almost been a game. 

"I think that was some very good practice. If we use similar strategies when we are full fledged heroes then we can prevent some minor crimes just from being there." Jane had thought of it as great practice for the future. 

"That\'s a good point. I just wanted to back up Art. I thought the enemy thing would kinda scare them a little since a few of them recognized us from the sparring field in camp. Although, I may have just added to the rumors people might be spreading about us now." Asher laughed it off since he wasn\'t one to care too much about rumors. 

"If they haven\'t started rumors about you yet you are insanely lucky. I thought there would be plenty the second that they realized you were my younger brother since they talk about me all the time." Cara had long gotten used to the fact that everyone gossiped about her. They would sometimes hide from her when she walked by because of her nickname. 

"Ohh, I have heard some gossip about everyone here. Most of it is from camp. Apparently, Asher is some king taking over territory, Jackson is a peaceful giant, I\'m some foodie, Louis is that kid that zaps himself, Sammy is a dove, and Jane is well, medusa...but that is kinda easy to explain." Laura had always been able to pick up on the gossip because she was able to get around and speak to a ton of people in the day. It was just part of her personality to do so. 

 "Why do I have to be the kid that zaps himself? It wasn\'t that bad." Louis was slightly off put by this however, Art was the one that spoke up first. 

"What about me? You didn\'t mention me." Art was sure he would have some epic nickname or title that would be perfect for a future hero name. 

"I started yours! You\'re the campfire cook!" Laura had her hands on her hips to proudly announce the nickname she had given Art. 

"Ha! That\'s pretty spot on though. Art should just go and be a world class chef somewhere to be honest." Asher felt that this was a much better path than the hero route for Art since the food Art made was always better. 

"I can\'t make that my hero name...lame." Art kicked at the gym floor. However, he had a small smile since he was pretty glad to have it as a nickname. He could imagine himself using his super powers to make many different kitchen tools and cook many different things at once. 

"Hey it\'s better than some things, at least it\'s true. Mine isn\'t even creative. They just used my power." Jane was unhappy with the gossipers\' nickname for her, however, she did not take in to account that this was just the way she looked when she fully shifted too. 

"Hey, I have an idea. Jane, you are the second fastest here, I would ask Laura this but you have a lot better control of your body on average and more combat experience. Want to play tag? We can all try and stay away from your touch and you can attempt to hold your shift as long as possible." Asher had the idea after Jane had mentioned her super power. 

"She can\'t catch me. I am too fast." Laura was trying to act tough but it was clear she was worried. 

"Jane will totally fake you out. She has a lot more sneaky moves I\'m sure." Sammy knew that she would need to think outside the box to stay away from Jane in such a game. 

"It could be a nice warm up. I lost it from our run here. But first we should stretch. I don\'t want to hurt myself." Art could already feel the tension in his body from cooling down too much and wanted to stretch out to get in to the swing of the training. 

"Asher booked it for six hours, right? First hour is foot work and body awareness. Second is move training. Third is the first set of muscle work outs. Fourth is sparring and analysis matches. Fifth is stamina and cardio circuits. And sixth is super power and more sparring along with a final run home." Cara already had the hours planned and pushed everyone in to a stretching circle. 

"There, I just sent it to everyone\'s app. We should be all set up to start now." Cara was way ahead of everyone else. But they were all thankful for her taking the lead. This was the first group work out session and it was going to pay off, in the long run, to have the most experienced member lead it.