The Fundamentals

Chloe Mason


I finished my coffee' and walked to the roof with the others. We looked around to see everyone else either milling around or sitting on the floor. I leaned up on a wall and waiting for whatever they're planning for us next in this mad-house. Then the floor melted.

"The the hell!?" I screamed jumping. I frantically felt the wall for something to grab onto but I just felt smooth stone. I screamed and started to panic, moving around a lot. Everyone seemed to be doing the same thing. I sunk faster and faster. Then it went black.

I tried turning on my light's, but it did nothing. I was terrified that I was going to die from lack of air and I shut my eye's tight, waiting for my end. I started to breathe, but I was still falling. I screamed as the other's cursed and screamed on with me.

After what felt like days, a bright light shone. I felt my body fill with energy again and I knew, I was gonna be OK. I opened my eye's and saw that we had all been put in what looked like bubbles. I was confused and hit the side of the bubble hoping it would pop. It didn't.

My bubble started to bounce and the finally popped. We all started to walk towards the middle, in need of a another human's comfort, and sat. We didn't say a word. We sat there in fear till purple sparkles came from the ceiling. It felt like a dream, or like a fairy tale. I went into ninja mode and took the power from the light earlier and focused it into my hands. I felt my eye's glow and my hands shown bright. Then a old Lady appeared. We all calmed down and I slowly dimmed out my light's still not sure.

She waved a hand and the white box illusion around us shimmered and died, revealing us standing on an impossibly beautiful island. "Welcome to the Water Continent," the old lady said. "Please, be careful." And with that she disappeared, leaving us alone on the island. I was completely confused.

We'd been wandering around aimlessly for a minute or so when something popped out of the water and landed on the ground in front of us. It looked like a person from the waist up, a girl with long red hair, green eyes, and a sea shell bra on. She looked like one of the Disney Princesses.

Everyone backed away from her, ready to fight again. She looked up at us through her wet hair and smiled.

"Oh dear," she laughed, "just give me a minute to dry off!" She hummed as the sun warmed her skin. Anthony stepped forward and offered to help her dry off. He took all the water off of her and put in his chocolate milk cup.

"Welcome to the Water Continent! If you are not an air or water element please pair up with one, or else you'll drown." She smiled sweetly at our confused faces. I sighed and looked around for someone to pair up with.

Michael Van Halen

Shadowed eyes lifted to find the Water fundamental, Claire, walking towards him with two plates of food that smelled.. amazing. His stomach growled in hunger and Michael longed to rip the food out of her hands, but held his tense position, studying her warily as she entered his dark corner.

"Hi, Michael. I noticed you didn't come down for some food, so I brought you breakfast." She said in a soft voice, giving him a kind smile as she held out the plates.

Michael lost his resolve, and pale hands slinked out of the darkness, grasping the food and easing it from her grip. He held it for a moment, contemplating it, then growled low in his throat and nodded. "Thank you.. Claire."

She nodded back and, with that gorgeous smile, turned and made her way back over to her friends.

Michael looked down to see scrambled eggs, buttered toast, twp pancakes drenched in sweet syrup.. and a fork. She even remembered to grab a fork. Michael was touched, and he slowly sank to the ground, tearing into the food and devouring it hungrily. It probably wasn't very proper of him, but he really didn't give a damn. He was ravenous.

In minutes, he had polished off the eggs and pancakes. He had came back from starvation and was slowly nibbling on the toast when the ground started to.. sink in?

Michael waved a hand and made the shadows disappear so he could get a bearing of his surroundings. Yep, they were sinking into the ground, the ceiling was caving in and people were screaming and grasping the walls and each other for support.

Michael snarled and crouched low to the ground, clinging for dear life and looking around for his chest. There, a few feet away. He dug into it and ripped out his amulet, yanking it on and feelings his powers inhance, felt the power consume him..

And then they were falling through thin air. The wind whipped cruelly at his hair and Michael snarled, flailing uselessly and fighting to manifest a defensive barrier, but his powers wouldn't work for some reason. Then, suddenly, everyone was encased in clear, sturdy bubbles, that slowed their desend to the ground but didn't soften the blow as their bubbles popped and everyone bounced and rolled around on the ground.

Everyone quickly got up and huddled together, despite out differences and earlier arguments. MIchael strayed to the edge of the group, but he, too, was scared and needed some human company.

Suddenly there was purple sparkles falling from an unknown location right in front of our little group. Everyone was instantly on guard. Michael growled and his hands started to glow a deadly blue-black color, smoking and ready to hurl shadow balls if needed. The sparkled turned into a figure and everyone was ready to attack but stopped when the old lady appeared. Michael slowly allowed his hands to return to normal, though they were smoking as he glared daggers at the bitch.

She waved a hand and the white box illusion around us shimmered and died, revealing us standing on an impossibly beautiful island. "Welcome to the Water Continent," the old lady said. "Please, be careful." And with that she disappeared, leaving us alone on the island.

"What the hell? Come back! What do you expect us to do?" That one girl, Haylee, yelled after the woman, anger visible in her features.

No response came and everyone started to wander around the island aimlessly, searching for something to do, when something popped out of the water and landed on the ground in front of us. It looked like a person from the waist up, a girl with long red hair, green eyes, and a sea shell bra on. She reminded me of Ariel from the Little Mermaid, even down to the green tail flopping on the island.

Everyone backed away from her, ready to fight again. She looked up at us through her wet hair and smiled.

"Oh dear," she laughed, "just give me a minute to dry off!" She hummed as the sun warmed her skin and Michael snorted in shock as her fins turned into two slender legs. When her skin was dry, she was enveloped in a white light. The light faded away and she was revealed to us again, dusting the sand off her legs. She fixed her skirt and turned to us with a wide smile.

"Welcome to the Water Continent! If you are not an air or water element please pair up with one, or else you'll drown." She smiled sweetly at our confused faces, then hummed idly and turned to look out at the endless sea.

Michael stared at her in shock, then turned and eyed the group. There was only three Water and two Air fundamentals: Alice, Angel, Antony, Marilena, and.. Claire. The one who had brought him food earlier.

Turning, he strode over to the young woman and placed a hand on her shoulder, making her turn to look up into his blazing indigo eyes. "You're my partner." He said quietly, but his voice held a tone of authority as he kept his large palm placed on her delicate shoulder. He studied her pretty face for a moment, then looked around the group, realizing he'd have to share her with someone else, so they could all survive. For some reason, he didn't like that idea but he shrugged it off and avoided Claire's inquisitive blue eyes.

Michael's entire body seemed to tense when Claire arrived with the food, and for a moment she was terrified that he would explode at her for interrupting his privacy.
"Hi, Michael. I noticed you didn't come down for some food, so I brought you breakfast." She held the plate and waited for him to take it. He did, his hand reaching for it almost as if without his consent.

"Thank you... Claire." He answered. Claire froze for a second. She could barely remember the other names, and the ones she did remember she knew because they belonged to people with strong personalities, like Michael. However, she was so quiet... she didn't think anyone had noticed her, much less remembered her.

After Michael took the plate, Claire moved back down to the others without another word. However, before she'd made it more than a few steps down the staircase she missed a step and her body lunged forward. She slammed her eyes shut to prepare for the impact of her body hitting the steps below, but instead she continued to fall.
Horrified of what was happening, Claire kept her eyes closed as tightly as possible. She didn't dare open her eyes and confirm what she felt, that she was still falling, and falling much further than the short expanse of the staircase.

When Claire did finally open her eyes, she found herself rolling on sandy ground. She sat up and tried to take a few deep breaths. A strange added weight brought her hand up to her neck, where she found a small silver chain decorated with a water droplet shaped sapphire. She admired the jewel for a few minutes before yanking her attention back to the people around her, including an elderly lady and, after a few more minutes, a mermaid.

A mermaid? Her mind spun. Mermaids weren't real! The words being spoken passed above her head, until a gentle hand made itself at home on her shoulder. She jumped and swiveled around, but found Michael's eyes gazing intently into her face.

"You're my partner." he informed her. Claire nodded, scanning the rest of the group. She didn't know what had happened, but as she began to notice the line of blue stretching in almost every direction around her, she realized that the partnership must have something to do with water Fundamentals. She also realized that she would need to take charge of another member of the group, and the thought twisted her insides into knots. Yet as she waited for someone else to step over to her, she saw that air Fundamentals also served as partners, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe she and Michael would be allowed to go on their own after all. She didn't know why the thought seemed comforting. Michael terrified her. And yet, at the same time he made her feel safe. She let him lead her closer to the water, away from the other Fundamentals who were still struggling to get into groups. She sat down in the sand and put one hand in the water. Instantly she felt a surge of power and energy rush through her, and she drew her hand back into the air. A blue tinge decorated her hand, it looked almost like scales.

"What's happening?" she whispered, lifting her eyes to Michael's distant face. "Where are we? Why are we here?"

May I please Join?
Name: Akira Jane Decima
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Fundamental Class: Fire
Appearance:
The picture is attatched.
Personality: Like her element, Akira is quite dangerous when she is angry. This is because of her firey temper. When she is happy, she has a warm aura that seems to shine through her smile and attitude towards people and creatures. She is not shy and will speak her thoughts if she feels nessissary (sp?). She is quite lively and is fun to be around.
History (How’d They Discover Their Gift): When Akira was little, she use to love the warmth of the fireplace at her old house. On her 4th birthday, she was given a Barbie fire pixie. She slept with it every night until they moved house when she was 9 and she lost it. When they reached the new house, she had a massive tantrum and soon, the house was on fire. The fire brigade came and put out the fire, saying it was just a gas leak that was close to the new fireplace. Of couse, Akira knew, intuitively, that this was not the case. She somehow knew, deep down in her heart, that she was the cause of the destruction. She decided that she would control her anger, for fear that she would cause another accident. It was on her 14th birthday that she finally had a full understanding of what she truely was, a Fundamental.
Other: Has a grey cat called Whisp.

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Let's see if we can pick this back up...

Antony und Alice

Antony screwed up his eyes in concentration. Parting the sea was not as easy as Moses made it seem, and he was struggling. He could never let himself drown Dante, though, and he was sure the Fire Fundamental would never forgive him if he lived. Antony was attempting to keep water away from a pocket of air around Dante's head, and though the job sounded pretty simple, he was having difficulty resisting the push of the ocean's water pressure. Thankfully, he didn't have to worry about his own breathing, according to the gills and tail that sprouted as soon as he was immersed in the ocean. Shelly, the mermaid, explained that, since the Water Fundamentals were now in their homeland, their powers had no restrictions set against them. The Oceans were their home, so their bodies knew what to do.

Antony took a deep breath and focused. He did feel stronger in the water, but for some reason, keeping Dante alive was a bit hard. He glanced over to Alice and smiled to see that she was having no problem keeping an air bubble around her and Echo's head. He figured, though, that creating a bubble in the middle of the ocean was easier that trying to push back the force of the ocean. It was probably easier to be an Air in this situation.

He looked over at Marilena, but couldn't exactly judge how well she was holding up. He hopes she was fairing better than he was, and that his struggle was specific only to him. She looked over at him while he was in mid-thought and gave a smile. Antony smiled back and waved, which immediately turned out to be a big mistake. His lapse in concentration caused the sea around Dante to finally close in on the unclaimed space around his head. Dante was immediately drowning, the sudden rush of water having caught him off guard. All the other Fundamentals watched, but couldn't help.

Antony tried create another bubble around Tom's head, but holding back the water was extremely difficult, and he could no longer find the strength needed to create an entirely new air pocket. It was just impossible. They were already so far down the ocean, half-way to the city, and there was no way Dante could make it all the way to the surface by himself. Panicked, Antony swam over to him and grabbed him by the shirt. He could either try and swim for the city and find one of the "air rooms" Shelly mentioned, or try to get him back to land.

He swam straight up.

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As soon as he broke the surface, he threw Dante on the shore and pulled himself up. He remembered briefly something about the Bends, but tried to push the bad thought out of his head.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he mumbled frantically to himself. His hands pushed against Dante's chest, trying to push out the water the man undoubtedly swallowed. Behind him, he could hear water splashing, but refused to let himself stop trying to bring Dante back to consciousness.

"What happened back there," Shelly's voice piped.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

She pulled herself on shore.

"I told the others to continue towards the city. They're worried."

She laid a hand on Dante's' head and looked sadly down at his still face.

"Is he-"

"I don't know," Antony sobbed. "I'm sorry. I don't know."