Prologue:
I was born in the year 1553, the accidental consequence of my father's seduction of Lady Elizabeth. She was a high lady of the court of England and he was Chrono, a super villain attempting to live in the past while the government searched for him in the present. A mission had gone terribly wrong and he had been separated from his partner, his twin brother who went by the alias of Secondhand. My father and his twin have the power to control time and bend it to their will; by changing events in the past they have the ability to change the present and future.
How I'm alive I'll never know. My father ended up turning in his twin in order to raise me in peace. The government once tried to persuade my father to turn back time and remove me from the fabric of the universe. He refused and they made a compromise to brainwash the people at court, including my mother. She was known ever since as the Virgin Queen, though a few people know better. Now I live in the present, though I hardly know what they'll put on my tombstone.
Despite an early childhood spent in the protection of a secret government agency and teenage years spent in hiding from my father's evil twin, I've still managed to have what most would call a normal life. Don't believe me? Besides knowing my time-traveling son, before he's been born and dating a guy I also dated in an alternate dimension, the rest of it is mundane high school drama.
Yes, I'm a senior in high school. Sky High is a private institution for future superheroes…oh and it floats in the sky. There's nothing particularly abnormal about it except for those two facts. Of course we try to kill each other in gym class and my science teacher has a head the size of a watermelon but he still gives heaps of homework like most.
I've spent the better part of my senior year doing what most seniors do, writing homework, worrying about college, hanging out with friends. Well, there was the situation with my cousin being kidnapped and tortured and the whole issue at the beginning of the school year when I was stuck in an alternate reality. My life doesn't really seem that weird until I try to explain it to other people…though obviously I don't do that much, superheroes are supposed to be covert.
For those of you who have been following my adventures so far, I can't imagine that there would be many of you, but to those of you who are: Thanks, but I feel like I have to warn you about this upcoming segment in my life. Spring Break was a turning point in my life and involved some of the worst and best moments of my time here on earth. Though my existence has never been perfect I think you might find this tale a bit darker than anything I've gone through formerly. I won't feel offended if you don't read it…the finale does not end with the words happily ever after.
That said I hope you are able to enjoy it for what it is: a part of the story telling of my struggle to survive at a place called Sky High.
AN: Thanks to all of you who have been looking forward to this and to those of you who were such great supporters of the last two. For those of you who have stumbled upon this randomly I'd suggest you read the first story "Time and Again" and the sequel "Time Wasted". Everything will make a lot more sense to you after reading those.
This story will have more romantic elements in it then the last two but as stated this part will probably be sort of darker than the others. It probably won't be too gritty until the latter half. I will never write anything beyond a T rating but I will post warnings if I think some of the content might offend someone. Nevertheless I think you all will enjoy this story greatly.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Sky High but I do own Lydia, Chrono, Secondhand, Fintan, Knight, Quincy, Taylor, Shyla and all other original characters and most of the original ideas in here. I also need to make a note here to say some of the plot was inspired by Jasper Fforde's works. If you've never read anything he's written you should, he is an awesome author. His works have been the inspiration behind the writing about time and some other things.