Continuing with my updates of my old stories, I give you the new introduction to The Rouge Wave. The two parts will come as I finish them. This intro may be subject to future editing.

The scene opens on a decorative brochure that read "The Florida Keys" in big bold letters. The view zoomed out to reveal Jazz looking through it intently. She leaned against the kitchen counter with a pair of cooking mittens sitting nearby. Danielle sat in a chair nearby while she waited patiently for the timer on the oven to count down to zero. The winter months had changed her attire from shorts to sweats, but now that spring had arrived, she had switched back to her regular wardrobe.

"So Becky's grandfather owns a timeshare in the keys?" Jazz asked the girl, lowering the brochure to look directly at her.

"Yeah," Danielle confirmed. "She had to beg and plead, but she got him to agree to let us use it for our break," she said, never taking her eyes off the oven. "You have any idea how hard it is to get a place to live in Key West?"

"I still can't believe we convinced our parents to let us go unsupervised," Sam added with a smile. She, Danny and Tucker sat at the kitchen table as they went over road maps of several states spanning the country. "How did you guys convince my parent's to let me go anyway?" she asked.

"Yours and Tucker's think we're going camping and they won't be able to reach us by phone for a week," Danny answered with a smug grin. He and Tucker then slapped hands.

"Nicole and Becky's parents trust Jazz to keep us all safe on this trip," Danielle added to the conversation.

"I won't be the only one," Jazz informed her but speaking to the group. "I'm bringing a friend of mine; she and I will both be in charge of all six of you," she said smugly.

"Oh, we'll see about that," Tucker said slyly as he and Danny eyed each other secretly and smirked as they began to mentally concoct as battle plan. Too bad for them, Jazz heard.

"Don't go getting any brilliant ideas," she warned them. "I've been worried about bringing her over because of the issues it would bring about."

"Such as?" Danny asked; intrigued by why she would be hesitant to introduce her friend to them.

"Because I know Tucker would hit on her," she yelled as she pointed at him, causing a wide grin to spread across his face. "She has also had a thing for Danny ever since he revealed himself as a world hero last summer." That was when she looked at Sam. "Please don't give her a hard time about it?" she pleaded.

"Alright," Sam reluctantly agreed. "But if she hits on him I will make it very clear that he is off the market," she warned as she formed a fist with her hand and slammed it down on the table.

"If it comes to that, please just go far enough to get your point across," Jazz pleaded. "I don't want you scaring her off; she's the first person I'm going to bring over to this house that isn't scared off by our parent's ghostly activities. She'll be here soon," she added, looking at her watch to confirm the time.

"How is it that I'm the ladies man," Tucker asked with a scowl as he stuck his thumb into his chest. "And he's the one that gets all the girls?" he asked, pointing his thumb at Danny as he leaned back in his chair with a large grin stretched across his face.

Everyone perked up when the oven's timer went off; the pie was done. "Hey!" Danielle shrieked with excitement as she jumped out of her seat and rushed for the oven. "The pie's done!" she yelled as she threw the door open and reached inside.

"Oh, this is gunna be good," Sam said slyly as she and Tucker smirked at each other.

"NO! DANIELLE!" Jazz screamed.

"What?" she asked as she leaned up away from the oven with the steaming pie in hand.

"You're not wearing any oven mitts again!" Jazz screamed as she pointed at the girl, her hand trembling fearfully.

"Oven mitts?" Danielle asked, clearly misunderstanding what she had been told. She sniffed the air as smoke began rising in front of her. She looked down and looked back up as her eyes widened. "Uh oh," she said nervously. "YAAAAAAAH!" she screamed as she ran by the others, tossing the pie into the air. It came back down and landed on a pot holder on the table; it wobbled a bit before settling. She dove for the sink and turned on the cold water, sticking her hands in so they could cool off. "Ahh, that's refreshing," she sighed with relief as steam rose from the sink.

"You know what, that was entertaining," Tucker said with a smirk.

"Uh, guys?" Danny groaned as he appeared to pull something off the pie tin; the material appeared burned and leathery.

Danielle pulled her hands out of the cold water and turned around to reveal to the others that her hands had been burned much more severely than the last time this happened. Burned skin was hanging from her fingers. "Cool!" she said with interest. "I think I can see bone."

Tucker covered his mouth to prevent himself from throwing up. "Awesome!" Sam said with amazement as she stood up from the table.

"I'll get the ointment," Danny sighed as he walked out of view.

"This is not good," Jazz said fearfully as she grabbed Danielle's wrists and held them up so she could get a better look at them. "She isn't in pain meaning this is third degree. We have to take her to the hospital, NOW!" she shouted.

"In a minute," Sam urged her to step away as she held up a camera. "We gotta…document this…you know?" she said to weakly cover up her real intentions. She snapped off a quick photo of the girl's hands; the developer spitting out an instant photo. "Heh heh, hello humiliation nation," she hissed under her breath.

"Yes, the doctors will want to know all about how this happened," Jazz agreed, not catching onto what Sam was really intending on using the photo for. "DANNY!" she called out to him. "Where is that ointment!"

"Right here," he replied as he strolled back into the kitchen with the healing ointment in one hand and a first aid kit in the other. He appeared to be taking his jolly ol' time.

"Did you get side-tracked?" Jazz asked him, clearly annoyed. "Because I could have found this in my sleep," she said as she snatched the medication from him.

"Get snippy if you want Jazz," Danny countered, staying cool minded not to fight with her. "I've suffered worse injuries; her powers will heal it right up."

"Hmph," Jazz growled as she turned towards the girl, now sitting in a chair. She began to apply the healing lotion to her hands gently, but was shocked when the girl's hands began letting off a blue mist. "Huh?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow before Danielle's hands suddenly became encased in blocks of ice. "YAAH!" she yelped as she jumped back.

"HEY!" Danielle yelled as the weight of the blocks of ice brought her crashing out of her chair and onto the floor. "What did you do to me!" she demanded to know; seeming quite irritated that she wasn't told that would happen.

"That wasn't me," Jazz defended herself, still shocked from the experience. "I think it came from you."

"From me?" Danielle asked as she tried to lift the heavy ice blocks, failing miserably. They dropped to the floor, pulling her with them. "How could they have come from me?" she panted.

"Your freezing powers must be surfacing," Danny guessed as he reached down and felt the girl's forehead. "Your temperature seems normal, but things are soon to get worse for you," he warned her.

"You mean she could freeze to death like you almost did?" Tucker asked curiously.

"Yes," Danny confirmed. A look of panic spread across Danielle's face when he said this. "But we can get her help," he said to reassure the girl. "We just need to make a quick trip to Frostbite to teach her how to control it; when do we leave for Florida?" he asked.

"Tomorrow morning," Jazz answered, calming down after such a traumatic experience. "But we still have a lot of planning to do," she reminded him.

"Well your friend will be here soon, won't she?" Danny asked her. "Plan the trip without us and catch us up later," he suggested. "We don't care how you plan to get us there as long as we have fun."

"Your friend is gunna be here soon?" Tucker gasped happily. "Can't wait to meet her," he said confidently.

"Take Romeo with you," Jazz demanded as she pointed her thumb at him.

"Hey!" he complained. "Just because I'm a ladies' man doesn't mean-" he started to comeback with before he was cut off as Sam stuffed a piece of pie into his mouth.

"Oh, shut up Romeo and eat your pie already," she said as she shoved the pie into his mouth.

He chewed for a moment as he tested the taste. "Mmm, blueberry!" he exclaimed happily.

Danny shot a ray of blue energy from one of his finger tips, striking the two blocks of ice surrounding Danielle's hands, causing them to melt away, revealing that her hands had magically been healed. "Hey, my hands aren't burnt anymore," she said with amazement as she looked at them more closely.

"I told you her powers would heal her hands quickly," Danny mocked his older sister simply to irritate her, succeeding easily.

"Just get out of here," she growled. "Take her to see Frostbite so she can learn to control this power." That was when she caught a glimpse of Sam and Tucker eating pie. "And be sure to take them with you," she suggested. "When Kim gets here, I want her to adjust to the house before you guys come strolling back in."

"Kim huh?" Tucker asked romantically. "So, does Kim have a last name?" he asked flirtatiously. His mouth was suddenly stuffed with more pie.

"Shut up and eat your pie," Jazz scorned him angrily as she stuffed the pie in his face.

"So," Danny began to say to his little sister. "You ready to learn from the master of ice fighting?" he asked her.

"Boy am I," she said with excitement. "I've been wanting to use freezing powers for months now."

"Then we should probably get going," he suggested as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder.

"No way!" Danielle snapped. "I want pie first!" she yelled.

She pushed her way passed him and dove for her seat at the table where a piece of pie had already been cut for her. It was still steaming, so she blew on it to cool it down, only when she exhaled, she exhaled a strong gust of very cold wind that covered her fork and piece of pie in icicles.

She looked at it for a few moments before she looked across the table and jittered at the sight of Sam and Tucker frozen over in ice in the positions they had taken right before being frozen. They were both about to eat pieces of their own pies, but were caught with their mouths wide open. They couldn't move anything other than their eyes. They glanced at each other before glaring at the girl they despised.

"Whoops," Danielle said with shock. "Sorry," she apologized dearly as she looked away nervously and blushed.

"I'll go turn up the thermostat," Jazz sighed with annoyance as she walked out of view as the scene blacked out.