Date: Sun, 9 Feb 2003 22:04:41 GMT
From: Blake Alexander <writemeastory@juno.com>
Subject: Tales of the New Phoenix chapter 10

This is not my first story, but I think this is going to be where I
flourish. My previous stories lay in hibernation awaiting the day I decide
to pick them back up again. ("Learning Curve" in Boy Bands, and "Johnny
Boy" in High School) I've never had as many Ideas running around my head as
with Tales Of The New Phoenix. I don't know exactly how fast I will be able
to get chapters out, so please don't kill me. And, as you can see by my
title, I am going to have a character based on The Phoenix from Marvel
Comics. I am going to go a bit of my own way with the Char. so any die hard
fans, please refrain from hurting me, ok? My experience with the Phoenix is
limited to the cartoon, and the Dark Phoenix comic book saga. I do hope to
hold true to the heart of the character, but will be making some changes
just as was made with The Bat Man. Now, on to the boring stuff.

I do not own any of the following:

Nsync, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, Pink, Christina Aguilera, The
Wallflowers, and any other celebrities. I also know nothing of their sexual
orientations.

Marvel Comics, DC Comics, and all related characters.

The Anita Blake Vampire Hunter book series by Laurell K. Hamilton.

The Vampire Chronicles, Tales Of The New Vampires, The Mayfair Witches, all
series written by Anne Rice.

Buffy & Angel television series.

Birds Of Prey television series.

Star Wars

Star Trek, Star Trek TNG, Star Trek DS9, Star Trek Voyager, Star Trek The
New Frontier, Enterprise television series, movies, and novels.

I am restating; I do not own any of the above mentioned, although I wish I
did. Those make tons of money. I do not know the sexual orientation of
anyone mentioned for certain. Everything I write is purely fiction from my
mind. Please don't sue me, I am a poor college student and have nothing. If
you are under aged, go away. This site is for adults. Warning to the closed
minded, gay fiction is about to start.

Well, this is the last chapter of New Phoenix. The next part of the series,
posting in about a week, is titled The Story Of The Birds Of Prey. I hope
you will enjoy the new series, and that you have been enjoying the old. We
have a new member of the Tales Universe Team and I personally can't wait to
see what he has. That should be coming sometime in the future.

I have the next 5 chapters after this written already, so I should be
posting every week. I'm sorry if after that things slow, I am currently
President of one club at school, liaison for another club to the ASB on
campus, and a senator for the ASB. A total of 3 organizations on top of
14.5 units. I'm very busy, but plan to keep ahead of my writing if I
can. Spring break will hold much writing. Anyhoo, onto the story. WRITE ME!
I NEED IT TO SURVIVE! Do you like the story? Do you hate the story? Do you
think I should be burning in hell? TELL ME!!!!!!!


Chapter 10:

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

	Patrol had been pretty quiet after Blake went back to his
place. Devin sent me out, even though it was my first time really,
alone. We stayed in almost constant contact as I flew over the streets of
San Francisco, using my new Green Lantern powers, and did pretty much
nadda. One mugging. A very slow night. I came home at about 3:00 and fell
right to sleep. At 6:15 my plans changed.
	"Hello?" I asked with my head and receiver pulled under the
blankets.
	"Andrea honey, you need to get up. Something horrible is
happening." I shot straight up hearing her say that.
	"Mom, did something happen to Dad?"
	"No sweetie, turn on your TV. Any station." I reached over and
grabbed my remote at her request and turned on my TV. The scene I was
greeted with was unbelievable.
	"Oh my god, what happened?" I stood up and ran into my living room
to watch that TV. My bedroom TV was half the size.
	"Someone is attacking the US. They used airplanes. Comercial
airlines. The flew them into the buildings." The scene on TV changed,
showing a plane flying into one of the building and sending debris flying
about.
	"Who did this?" I asked, the news reporter talking about what
happened, and their lack of knowledge on it.
	"I don't know honey. We want you with us." I was in total shock. No
one attacks us. The last time the US was attacked, really attacked, was
Pearl Harbor. And we proved that we won't stand for things like that.
	"Come here. We can have Blake and Josh with us then." I watched the
building burning, smoke billowing into the sky. "Oh God mom, Debra works
there. Call Blake, I need to try and get a hold of Debra." I hung up and
started looking for my phone book.

	"Ring, ring, ring." The sound no one ever wants to hear when they
are sleeping in. I rolled over and saw my alarm clock glaring 6:30 at me. I
picked up the phone wondering why someone would call me at this hour.
	"Hewo," I cleared my throat. "Hello?"
	"Blake, turn on your TV, now." It was Ma.
	I blinked a couple times. "Gwen? Why are you calling me this
early?"
	"Just turn on your TV, you won't believe me until you do." She
sounded freaked so I started searching for the remote. After finding it and
turning on the TV, what I saw shocked me.
	"Josh, wake up." He only stirred, so I started shaking him. "Josh,
wake up now!" He bolted up at the urgency in my voice and started staring
about the room. Normally I would think he looked cute, but I was too much
in shock. "Ma, I'll call you later. Take care of Pop ok?"
	"Ok sweetie. I think we should all be together though. Can we come
there?" I looked at Josh who had finally found the TV and was staring in
shock.
	"Yeah. Tell Andy to come over too. Love you." She said the same and
hung up.
	"What the hell is happening Blake?" We both sat there and watched
as the Twin Towers billowed smoke out the tops. Then the video feed changed
and we saw only one of them burning.
	"I don't know Josh. I don't know." Then a plane suddenly came into
view. We watched as it arced towards the second building and with a great
explosion slammed into it.
	"Oh god..." We sat there in horror as the buildings burned.
	In no time Josh's cell phone was ringing. "Hello?" he asked into
it. "Yeah Chris, I'm watching." He sat silent for a while. "Call Lance and
Joey, let me know how they are. I'm calling Justin right now." They said
their goodbyes and hung up. He then dialed Justin.
	"Hun, I'm going to go make some coffee." He nodded waiting for
Justin to answer and I walked into the kitchen. I turned on the Kitchen TV
and turned on the machine. I then went in and turned on the Living Room
set. California may be suffering from a power crisis, but this was more
important. As I heard the coffee maker signal it was ready, I was
distracted.
	The reporter was declaring that the Pentagon had also been
attacked. He didn't have much information, but wow. The Pentagon. Who would
attack America in such a way and why? Josh came in, crying.
	"Are you ok sweetie?" I walked in and pulled him into a hug.
	"No. This is... it's all too much. Why would someone do this?" He
cried onto my shoulder, my tears falling freely from my eyes.
	"I don't know. I just don't know." We both sat there sipping
coffee, waiting for Andrea, Ma, and Pop. We learned more about what was
going on and sat in shock. "I should call Devin." Josh nodded and reached
over to get the phone. I lifted my hand up and activated my wrist
communicator. I pressed the glass down. "Contact Devin." It beeped and I
awaited his response.
	"Go ahead."
	"Devin, this is Blake. I wanted to check in with all that's
happening." I looked over at Josh who was staring at me with a grin.
	"Right. All Slayers are on hold while The Council looks into the
American Attacks. They don't know what's going on and are worried that this
may be linked to the attacks on The Council." I could hear how tired he
was. "Also, when on communicators we need to use codenames. I now realize I
didn't tell you that, but I am now. I need to go; we are all trying to
figure out what is going on. Both you and Andrea need to go about your
routines, and stick to the set schedules. Owl out." The communicator beeped
and I lowered my arm.
	"You have wrist communicators disguised as watches. Congrats, you
are official Superhero's." We both giggled, trying desperately to take our
minds off of what was happening even only for a moment.
	There was a knock at the door and I stood to answer it. When I
opened it Andrea was standing there in a frantic state. "Debra. She works
at the towers Blake. I can't get a hold of her." I pulled her into a hug.
	"Come on, let's go sit down..." I was cut off by a sudden wave
of... of fear and pain. I fell to my knees and closed my eyes fighting the
urge not to scream. Andrea started yelling my name and started pulling me
to my feet. I got my mind back under control and let her. Josh was now
standing looking at us worried.
	"What happened?" He asked helping me to the couch.
	"I don't know, suddenly I..." We were all cut off by the view on
the TV. One of the towers was collapsing. "Oh my God." We watched as it
fell from view being replaced by smoke and dust. "All those people."
	"Is that why you fell Josh? Did you feel it?" I looked at Andrea,
thinking over her question.
	"I don't know Andy. My powers have grown greatly since becoming
Phoenix. I could have sensed... sensed the death of all those people." I
began examining what I had felt. The fear of so many, so many who felt pain
as they went to their deaths. We all sat silently, Josh holding me as I
wept.
	Ma and Pop arrived at 7:15. We all sat in the living room glued to
the TV. The events were unbelievable. I was about to walk into the Kitchen
to get more coffee when I was hit again. I pulled myself into a fetal
position as I experienced it. This time it was like my powers locked onto
the people. I could hear them screaming in my mind as it happened. As they
died. I immediately started to try and build defenses, something to block
it out. Before I knew it, it had ended. It had ended and I knew that they
had died. I stood, everyone looking at me in absolute shock. "They're
dead." I pointed to the TV as the signal delay finally showed the second
tower collapsing. Ma gasped, Josh started weeping. I walked to the balcony.
	I knew Andrea had followed me, and it didn't even take super
powers. "Blake, you had nothing to do with any of what happened." She came
up behind me and held me.
	"I could hear them. I could hear their prayers, hear their pain,
hear their questions of why this is happening, and hear their fear. It's
all in here!" I pulled away and pointed at my head. "It's all trapped in my
mind and will never get out." I fell to my knees and started crying. "Why?
Why did those innocent people have to die? They did nothing, NOTHING to
deserve that." I could feel her holding my trembling form. Echoes of those
lost ringing in my ears; I knew nothing would ever be the same for anyone.

	By early afternoon we had had to turn the television off to try and
keep our psyches safe. Seeing the pain at what was the Twin Towers, the
destruction that had happened at the Pentagon, and the loss of a fourth
aircraft, it had become all too much. Questions were being asked of how
many had died, and there were estimates in the thousands. And I had known
that the estimates were right. Whenever I closed my eyes I heard them. The
amount of death at one time must have been what let me hear them so far
away. But whatever the cause, I knew that the experience had marked me
forever.
	I sat looking at Andrea being held by her father. She was unable to
get a hold of Gwen, and she was crying and praying for her friend's
safety. Josh sat next to me, never letting my hand go, as we all
experienced the silence of San Francisco.
	The air traffic had been shut down. I never realized how much
background noise planes produced. Even the sound of cars was more
subdued. Most business had shut down out of fear, out of respect, out of
mourning. I had erected every psychic wall I had to keep from hearing or
feeling other people's emotions and thoughts. I had finally had enough of
the silence. "I'm going."
	"Going where Blake?" I turned to see Josh's worried eyes focused on
me.
	"I can't just sit here. I'm going to fly to New York and do
whatever I can to help." I stood and headed into the bedroom. Ma and Josh
followed behind me.
	"Sweet heart I know you feel badly. But all flights are
grounded. You will never be able to reach New York so soon after the
attacks." I turned to see Ma. She had been like a mother to me ever since
Andrea and I became friends.
	"You remember the attack in San Jose, the mutant attack?" She
nodded nervously. "Do you remember reports of a man who could generate a
giant flaming bird around him? Reports that he helped save the people
inside the Fairmont?" She again nodded nervously. I held up my hand and
created a small version of the Phoenix. It sat in my hand preening. I
turned to Ma and smiled. "I'm the Phoenix. I can't sit by and not help if I
have the power to do good." She sat on the bed. The entire time Josh just
stood at the doorway with an unreadable expression.
	"Well, I always knew you were a mutant. You never hid that from
us." She looked at me. "you're right, if you can do good you should. I'm
proud of you for being brave enough to." She stood and pulled me into a
hug. "If you get yourself killed doing it though, I'll kill you."
	"Thank you Ma." I started crying.
	"You're my boy, I don't care what genetics or the law says." She
cried on my shoulder. "You are good, and I care about you. Pop cares about
you as much as I do, and we all know Andrea just wishes you were straight."
We laughed at that, even unreadable Josh. "You go do some good, hear?"
	I smiled at her. "I hear." She turned, and left Josh and I alone.
	"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I looked at him. He was walking
towards me. "Are you sure you should be going to New York right now?"
	"Josh, if you are able to do something. To help someone who is in
need, you can't just sit and watch. New York is in need of help, and I can
help. I'm going to do what I can. I have to." He pulled me into a deep hug.
	"I love you so much Blake. So much it hurts. You be careful, ok?"
He pulled back and I realized why he was so expressionless before, he was
fighting not to cry.
	"I love you back." I smiled. I put some clothes in a duffel bag and
went into the living room. Andrea must have been doing a similar
demonstration to mine because she had a small falcon flying about.
	"Well, my two kids are superheros. Not something you really expect
to hear." Pop was sitting in his chair with a confused look on his
face. "Any other announcements? Blake, are you straight?"
	"He better not be." Josh gave me a wry grin.
	"No pop." I smiled and set down my bag. I went and grabbed the
cordless phone.
	"When do we leave Blake?" I looked at Andrea, pausing my dialing.
	"I, and I say I here, will leave shortly. San Francisco needs a
defender. You also need to keep training with your ring. I may not have had
my powers much longer than you, but I am more in tune with them. You also
need to explain to Devin why I'm not in town." She just sat there looking
lost. "I'll do my best to find Deborah Andy." She looked at me and smiled.
	"Damn psychic." She said wiping away a tear.
	"No, I just know you." I smiled and started dialing.
	"Hello?" Eric had answered.
	"Eric, this is Blake. I'm heading for New York. I can't just sit
here and do nothing." I took my call out to the balcony.
	"Well, you remember Jessica mentioning the X-Men on the roof that
night?" Eric responded.  I looked up at the empty sky. "Yeah."
	"They just contacted me. They are going to be taking me up to New
York to their school tonight. I expect them in just a couple hours. Do you
think you can come here? We can then all go to the city together."
	"I'll be there in an hour." I started back in to grab my bag.
	"An hour? Can you really fly that fast?" I smiled at his
skepticism.
	"I am Phoenix. You haven't seen anything yet." With that we said
our goodbyes and hung up.


	Josh was sitting waiting for me. "You leaving now?"
	"I want to get there as soon as possible. I'm actually going to
Lance and Eric's, then to New York." I looked at everyone gathered, then to
Andrea. "You keep them safe, ok?"
	She smiled at me. "Ok. You do some good over there, ok?"
	"Ok." I walked over and pulled her into a hug. "I love you sis."
	"I love you too bro." I walked over and gave Ma and Pop hugs, then
went back to Josh.
	"I love you so much Josh." I pulled him into a deep kiss. I put as
much as I could into the kiss, as well as let him feel my love
telepathically.
	We finally parted and he looked at me, crying and smiling. "I was
so proud when you started fighting the bad guys here." We both laughed at
that. "I am even more proud of you for going to help others on the other
side of the country. I'm also so thankful to be with you." I pulled him
into a hug.
	"I'm the lucky one Josh. I'm the lucky one." I finally grabbed my
bag, stopping to grab my leather coat, and everyone followed me outside. I
was standing with all the people I love the most, getting ready to fly
across the continent. I turned to them. "Well, I'd better change." I set
all my stuff down, my jacket on my bag. I stood and focused on changing
into The Phoenix, minus the flames. When I had changed into my black outfit
I opened my eyes and saw Ma and Pop with shocked expressions. I grabbed my
stuff and looked at them. "I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you all."
I then shot into the air as fast as I could. When I was so far up that the
buildings were mere specks, I unleashed the Phoenix fully.
	He spread out to be the size of a small jet. I knew that the people
bellow me would be able to see me, and I smiled at that. I think it's the
child in me, but being a visible super hero was really cool to me. With a
great cry, I started flying as fast as I could towards Orlando, and the
first stop on my journey to the decimated Twin Towers.



This closes the "Tales Of The New Phoenix". Keep yours eyes open, "The
Story Of The Birds Of Prey" will be coming soon.

Now, if you haven't read the other stories in the "Tales Universe" go do
that now.

Tales Of A Real Dark Night (The series that started it all.)
celebrity/boy-bands/tales-of-a-real-dark-knight/

Marvel Knights
celebrity/marvel-knights/

Tales Of A Super Hero Band
celebrity/boy-bands/tales-of-a-superhero-band/

Tales Of A Young Mutant
celebrity/tales-of-a-young-mutant/

You can E-Mail me at WriteMeAStory@Juno.com