The Fundamentals (Accepting)

Aurora Clavelle

I was too proud to fight them. Too proud to fight when I knew I would most certainly lose but I was too stubborn to do nothing as well. It really had to be done, they had to be made very aware of my displeasure.

"I have a family to protect. Did you think about that before whisking me away, no. You did not." The woman took no heed as she led me to what she termed the conference room. "If you can spare agents to kidnap us in the middle of the night then surely you can have our families protected as well. It's the least you could do." We had entered the room now and there were others there, young people like myself. Weapons. I did not want to be a part of this. I did not understand what this even was but I knew I did not want any part in it. I wanted to be at home. Safe. With my siblings.

"Please, take a seat my dear. It is for the protection of your families and all other families out there that we call you here now."

"I won't sit until you assure me that there is someone keeping my family safe. It's a dangerous area to grow up in and if anyone realises that I am no longer there-"

"Please, miss Clavelle. Take a seat." The woman spoke in a firm but frustrated tone. I decided that I had done all I could but was not about to be ordered into a seat; I had taken too many orders already that day. Instead I decided to stand and even when I was informed that it would be a long conference I remained where I was. Perhaps it was a bad idea and I certainly regretted that I couldn't sit down but that was the way it was. I had to make a stand and if that meant literally standing then so be it. I tried not to look at my fellow victims. I didn't want to get involved unless I absolutely had to. Except. It seemed to be already too late.

With a sigh I turned to observe them and felt both pity and anger. They were even younger than me.

David Baker

A great night had been unfolding when the note had slipped under my door. I had been with a girl and only gone to the front door to hang her jacket up while she got ready. The note slipped under the door and bemused I opened it up and read it. I chuckled and opened the door expecting to see one of my friends running down the hall. No one was running down the hall. I walked into the living room and took out my blackberry torch. I scrolled through my contacts until I found my best friend Eddy I typed a quick text. I know your secret too short 'snout' I smiled at my own joke but as I tried to send the message the phone suddenly lost its signal. Suddenly something pricked my neck.

"So thats what your into huh" I said turing around expecting to see Eli however she wasn't they're and the bedroom door was still closed. A piece of paper however was on the ground I picked it up and read it. Now I was a bit freaked out and scene of slasher film made me look around quickly. I put the piece of paper down on the table and tried to use my phone but it had died on me. The words on the piece of paper changed and once again I read them. What the hell was a fundamental I thought however after a few seconds the words changed again. Nod twice???was all it had written on it and remembering what was previously written I nodded twice. It changed again and this time I nodded three times.
Good you have thirty minutes to get her to leave or her death shall not be staged. Don't worry young fundamental we are the good guys.
You really have me convinced I thought as the words repeated themselves in my head.

"David" Eli said surprising me I turned around to look at her.

"Yeah" I said my surprise and anxiety getting in the way of basic instincts.

"What are you doing?" She asked and I turned towards the note however where it had been a pile of math homework now rested.

"Studying" I said as I thought of how to convince her to leave without raising suspicion.

"Well why don't you come into the bedroom and you can study me" Eli said.

"I see what you did their" I said as we walked to the bedroom I was conscious that two minutes had already gone by.

"My last boyfriend said I needed to practice talking" Eli said as she sat me down on the bed. Excuses excuses I thought as Eli got closer.

"Eli I've got to tell you something" I said intercepting her and sitting her next to me.

"What?" she said clearly annoyed.

"I don't want this" I said acting awkward and embarrassed like I was confessing a secret that had haunted me.

"Going out with me wasn't a bet was it cause if it is I'll go teeth on you" Eli said only half joking.

"No its not that its about me nothing to do with you, well not really" I said building up to it.

"What?" she said still in a good mood but irritated enough to realise I wasn't joking now was the time to reveal all.

"I'm gay" I said and her smiled disappeared and her face became confused.

"what? but you've been with like three other girls" Eli said looking away from be trying to suss things out.

"I just told them the truth and they promised to tell every one how great I was" I said

"Not all of them Ana said you were like a lost lamb staring down a wolf" Eli said

"She did?" I said momently thrown off by my wounded pride.

"Besides the point but yeah I'm gay" I continued.

"Why not just tell me at the beginning" Eli asked

"Its not the same I tried that in high school and the guys saw through it I had to pretend to confess to paying her" I said.

"I didn't hear about that" She said looking at me again.

"They're my friends their not going to through me to the wolves" I said and she nodded.

"So what do I sleep here the night?" Eli said agreeing

"No you can now" I said and she quickly got dressed before I escorted her to the door.

"You know you really should come out my brother did and he's never been happier"

"it's not my family I'm worried about excepting me its my friends"

"Well maybe you should trust them like you said they're not going to through you to the wolves and if you can't trust them maybe you should learn to pretend its a guy" Eli said. I nodded as though I took her words into account an valued them.

"Maybe" I said she smiled.

"You know I didn't even know you did maths" Eli said before kissing me on the cheek and giving me a friend hug. She then walked away. I walked over to the maths homework and watches the multiple pieces of paper grouped together and the maths equations disappeared to reveal a new word Good, be ready.

*

They had decided to go for the accidental drug overdose death for me or the mannequin that looked like me. The truck drive was long and boring my jokes weren't laughed at and my questions weren't answered. I decided to take a picture of my family. My whole family. Halfway through the trip the gravity of the situation hit me. No more taking the piss with my mates no more easy life they'd taken me for a reason.

The young blonde woman led me down the intricate maze of hallways she wore a suit and despite the fact that she was young she had an authority to her not like a teacher more like police woman. She opened a door to what must of been the conference room. An old woman sat at the head of a desk and five other people were already in the room.

"And I though I was the only special one" I said looking accusingly at the blond lady who looked un amused. The rest of the room also looked unamused.

"The second Air fundamental we've been expecting you please sit down" the old lady said. One girl was standing up defiantly but I decided that standing up wasn't going to change anything except the tiredness in my legs so sat down and looked around at the people in the room. They looked normal enough to me.

Jake Hartz

I laughed. I laughed harder than I had in a while. There lay a fake body and all of my 'friends' were crying over it. Oh god how tempted I was to jump out and spook them. But the Service had made themselves clear, you may not speak to anyone after your suicide. I stared at the body that was suppose to be me. A gun lay in its hand and a bullet in its brain. So realistic it was, I wondered if that was actually another person. A hand came to rest on my shoulder. I swiveled around and punched the figure out of instinct. To my surprise, my fist hit empty air. The figure appeared to my side.

"I suggest not trying that again, Mr. Hartz."
"Sorry, instincts. Honestly," it was true. I had been smoking weed earlier. Couldn't blame me for being paranoid at that time.
"Very well, are you ready to leave?"
"Hold on, gimme a second," I hefted my bag over my shoulder and prepared to leave. He stood there, staring at me with those unmoving eyes.
"We agreed on one item I believe."
"Seriously? Come on, it's not that big of a deal."
"One item. Make it fast," I emptied the bag. There were only three items inside: a rusting gun, a flask of whiskey, and a picture. I instantly ignored the picture. That was past me. I held the gun in one hand and the flask in my other. The Service member tapped his foot impatiently.
"Chill. You need to relax some."
"We're on a tight time constraint," I slipped the gun into my pocket and opened the flask, draining its contents in less than a minute. I belched, feeling light headed, and threw the flask aside.
"Alright, where too?" I asked. To be honest, I didn't care. I could be going to hell. I was bored with this life and simply wanted something to do.
"We're going to meet up with the others."
"Others? I don't remember agreeing to be with others."
"It's too late. You're heading to Washington," he grabbed my wrist and pulled me in close. I felt a jab in my neck, Son of a-, but I never finished the thought. I felt my body hit the ground and then that was it.



I awoke in a room. It had a bed, a television, a dresser, and a bathroom. Cool, I thought. It was just like my old room, minus the bed, television, dresser, and bathroom. I checked everything out. The television had all the channels and the bathroom even smelled like disinfectant. The drawer was full of clothes I didn't recognize though. On it lay a letter. I opened it and read a simple message, "Head to the conference room." Hmph, why should I? I opened the door to my room, determined to go explore. A service member met me at the door.

"Going to the conference room Jayk?" he said. Dang, he got me.
"Uh... yeah. I was."
"I'll show you the way." Oh come on. I had been determined to sneak away from him. I had no choice but to follow him now. I sighed and allowed him to take me to the conference room. There were already a group of people gathering there: a combination of boys and girls, all younger than me. I couldn't help but let out a smirk.
"Ahem, you're late," an old lady said.
"Yeah, what ever," I replied. I took a seat farthest away from everyone else and put my feet on the table. A few people gave me shifty looks. I was use to it, looking like a thug and all. I grinned, showing them my half yellow, half white teeth. I felt good, I still had a good buzz going from that whiskey.

Liam

Well, this was interesting.

I strode down the hallways, eyeing each door with a complacent manner. The sound of my footfalls was reassuring as if they knew exactly what was necessary of me.

I thought of the note, though for whatever reason I couldn't quite say. Thinking on past things was not something I took much joy in, and, quite frankly, what was happening now should have taken up my complete attention.

As I came across the conference room, I felt a sense of relief and paranoia wash over me all at once. This was it. The place I needed to be. Sure it was a little strange that I should be pulled into something like this without any real explanation. Yeah, it would have been better if I asked a few questions before leading myself down the empty hallways. I'm sure all of these things would have made a difference, yet little did I care if they did.

I had received the note only hours prior, slipped under the door of my apartment. I lived alone. I rarely kept in contact with family. In all honesty, the few people in my life really didn't matter all that much to me. I was perfectly content with loneliness. Fortunately for them, I suppose. I'm sure they hadn't even had to fake a death of any sort.

Content with loneliness. Always a bonus for me and everyone around me, so it would appear.

As I opened the door, my need for solitude took me by surprise. I couldn't believe how much I hated the idea of being in a room with people I didn't know. People who I would want to trust. People who, at first glance, I hoped would like me, not that it really mattered all that much. I usually always liked them.

When I entered, though, I felt a heavy pang in my chest. This seemed like a heinous mistake.

Name: Hanna Parker.

Age: 16.

Gender: Female.

Fundamental Class: Water.

Appearance:

Spoiler

Personality: She's:

- Kind, caring, a tad over-protective.
- Smart, clever, and wise.
- Brave and fearless.

History (How’d They Discover Their Gift): Hanna loved water, whether she was in her bath tub, or a lake, or the pool. One day, in the lake, her little sister was drowning. So Hanna, panicking, screamed for the water to "go away". So it did. Poof, just evaporated. After Hanna got her sister out of the lake, she ordered the water to return. And it did.

Other: She's all for love, but win her over first. Plus, she knows self/defense.

Hanna Parker

I'm usually very calm; I hardly ever lose my temper. So you can imagine my shock when I flooded my guest room.

Leaving befofe I could witness the tears and pain over my "suicide", I was knocked out by some chemical stubstance a Service worker had shoved in my face. When I came too, I was lying in the guest room. Everything was so neat and organized; the bed was made, the bathroom was clean. Hell, even my clothes were put away nicel- My clothes! I jumped out of bedand swayed a bit, still dizzy from the knock-out gas. Regaining my vision, I opened the drawer and examined my clothing. Freshly washed, neatly folded, even ironed.

"I feel like I'm at my Grandma's." I muttered, chuckling bitterly.

"What was that, Miss Hanna?" A fifty-something woman in a sophisticated suit asked, standing in my doorway.

"Where am I?" I snapped, standing up and glaring at her. "I want to go home."

"If you'll follow me, all your questions will be explained." The woman said smoothly, tapping her foot impatiently.

"I want to go home!" I repeated angrily, putting my balled up fists in my hips defiantly.

"Miss Hanna, you no longer exist to the world. You committed suicide, remember? You must forget about such foolish things, like family." She scoffed.

My eyes flashed dangerously. "How dare you say that, you heartless bitch!" I felt a tugging sensation in my gut. The pipe to the sink exploded, drenching the woman and the floor, save my stuff and myself.

The woman sighed. "You Fundamentals and your temper. You should've been born a Fir-" She broke off. "Someone will clean up your room. Follow me."

"I should've been born a what?" I questioned. She ignored me, walking quickly to a room. She opened the door and pushed me inside.

Looking around, I saw a huge conference table, an old woman, and half a dozen kids sitting down. I looked for a place to sit and decided to sit by a scruffy-looking boy. He smelt like cigarettes. I crinkled my nose.

"Hello." I said, smiling politely at him.

The Profile:

Spoiler

Name: Alice Belltris

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Fundamental Class: Air

Appearance:


Personality: Alice is a fun loving girl and more naïve than what should be allowed for a person of her age. She means no harm, it’s just that some things that she says and some of the things she does are highly stupid. She needs to be watched. Other than that she likes to joke around and have fun. She almost never gets mad and is always playing some prank, or at least attempting to play a prank. She is usually stopped before her plan can actually commence because of how obvious it is.


History (How’d They Discover Their Gift): Ali was nine years old when she discovered her gift. She was at a pool party at her friends house and, though she couldn’t swim very well, she was relaxing with everyone in the shallow end anyone. In the middle of a game of truth or dare Alice’s friend asked her to go to the deep end. It would have made sense for Alice to tell them she actually couldn’t swim, but Alice knows not the meaning of sense. She gripped the edge of the pool and pulled her way towards the six foot end of the pool. With a last nervous look back at her friends, who urged her on eagerly, she let go.

Alice was under almost immediately, the water rushed up around her and, against better judgment, she opened her mouth with a terrified scream. The air rushed quickly out of her lungs and she was taking in water quickly. She gasped and choked for air, begging for God to please not let her die.

‘I need air’ was the only thing going through her mind. And so her wish was granted. An air bubble appeared around Alice’s head, allowing her to breathe underwater. She was confused and scared still, but no longer dying so she accepted what happened and decided to investigate later. She survived for a full five minutes under that water until a parent was brought in from the house to save her.


Other: She’s a ballerina and is extremely graceful with her movements. Ali is flexible and fast. She also takes direction and orders with a spacey smile – that is to say, very well.

Alice Belltris:

I walked down the hall slowly, biting my lip and searching for the room with frightened eyes. I was more confused at the current situation than usual, which was saying a lot.

First were the cryptic notes and then the strange people in my bedroom. I didn't understand it at all. I still don't. When the men entered I tried to call my big brother but my door locked on it's own, I tried to scream but when I opened my mouth it was instantly filled with a substance that I couldn't spit out. They did say they were The Service and I was following along fairly well with the "Come with us or everyone you love dies" explanation, that was until they mentioned I would have to kill myself and go to Washington. Things only got more alarming with the reveal of the faceless human.

I shuddered and paused in front of a door that read "Conference Room", the doll still frightened me a bit. My stomach did a flop and, with a deep breath, I opened the door.

All eyes turned on me and I flushed with embarrassment. Other people, around my age or so, watched me with eyes just as confused as mine.

"Um, hello. Where am I?"

"Wouldn't we all like to know," some girl muttered angrily. She was the only one in the room standing. I tried to smile at her but the expression failed and I bit my lips instead.

"Welcome to hell," another guy drawled. His feet were propped up on the table. My eyes widened at his reply and I grabbed my hair nervously, panic welling in my throat.

"B-but they said it was a fake suicide! I didn't actually die, did I?! Oh no, I haven't been bad! Why am I in hell?" I paced back and forth nervously, whimpering and sobbing. This was it, I was in hell because I'd done something bad. Oh no, I don't even like fire - it burns.

"Now now," someone else spoke up. I turned up, tears welling in my eyes, and saw a man getting out of his chair and coming over. His hair was low and black, making his bright blue eyes stand out. "You're not actually in Hell, dear." He threw a pointed look at the man who lied to me and gently removed my hands from my hair. "Actually, the lady who is supposed to be giving us answers-"

"Supposedly," the standing girl snapped bitterly. The boy smiled and laughed at her comment.

"Well, she stepped out." I looked up at him and sighed in relief.

"Oh, well thank you. My name is, well, Alice."

"I'm Antony."

He offered me a seat as he was going to sit down. I took it with a smile and continued to fiddle with my hair. It was unnaturally quite and made me nervous. So I did what I always did in unnatural silences, I spoke my mind. "I died from hanging. The faceless person spilled blood on a really cute shirt, but The Service said that was okay because I wouldn't be wearing those clothes anyway..."

Antony turned towards me with a grimace and a raised eyebrow. I saw him get ready to speak but the door opened before he could say anything. An old woman entered with another girl beside her. She scanned the room before her eyes focused on me. I squirmed under her stare.

"Ah, the other air elemental. Everyone is almost here."

Thuake Brooks

I couldn't believe I'd agreed to co-operate with this stupid society. I was only doing it to find out how they tracked me down and how they could give me messages. After that I was going to try to escape. The agency didn't have to go to much trouble to fake my suicide, I have no family any more, the only person that cared would be my boss who'll lose one slave tomorrow morning.

The boring ride in the car was made entertaining only by the hilariously awful music, eventually the scenery around me started to change. I started to sweat when I realised where we were, we were in the city where it all began, it was my birthplace. We were in Washington. I tried to desperately forget about that day which marked the end of any hope of a normal life for me. The car suddenly came to a stop. We were being lead into a building that seemed like it commanded great respect from the tree's and structures around it; I had to wonder why such a secret society would have a noticeable location like this as their base.

Two people were leading me in, I decided to speak to them, "So are you guys going to tell me how the hell you found me or not?". They ignored me, just as they had done for the past five hours. I chuckled in my head, if I wanted to I could make that display of rocks near the mouth of the building hurtle towards them, after that even if they wanted to reply to me they wouldn't be able to.

We passed through a labyrinth of corridors, the design of the interior seemed boring, even the paintings hanging on the wall were yawning. Eventually we got to the entrance to what seemed like a big hall, an old lady stood there to greet me.

"Excellent, you must be the earth elemental," she said while her eyes moved across my body, they were satisfied.

I gave a grunt to acknowledge that she was correct while she led me into the room.

Straight away I hated half the people in the room and didn't care for most of the other one's, judging by the look on peoples faces when they saw me the feeling must have been mutual. I saw a girl sitting next to a vacant seat, I felt drawn to her for some reason.

I moved towards the girl who had an expression of naivety on her face, there was a boy sitting next to her who stood up at once, gave a charming smile that bounced off me and said, "Hello there, I'm Antony".

"And I'm not interested", I roared back without even glancing at him. I sat next to the girl, she was fiddling with her little hair. Her eyes widened as she looked at me and with it her fiddling stopped. She reminded me of someone and in a long time I could notice the sides of my mouth fighting to go upwards, they won and with them her eyes went back to normal.

"Um, hi, I'm...I'm Alice", said the girl, clearly with a lump in her throat.

My voice went against my wish and replied back to her, "Call me Thuake".

(It's my first time doing this so forgive me for any mistakes I do )

Arwen ¬

"Take a seat," The old woman said. I sat down, arms crossed. I was furious, to say the least... they thought I was dead...
"Hey," I turned round.
"Hello,"

You're doing great so far Death!

Aurora Clavelle

It wasn't fair of me to snap at the others being brought into the room but all I could think of was my siblings. Throwing themselves over a body that wasn't even me. Crying. Screaming. And little Peter looking so lost and alone, a teddy in one hand and sleep in his eyes. Woken from one nightmare and right into another.

It wasn't right. For people who were supposed to be the good guys they sure did have a crummy way of showing it. We were eleven by now. And still waiting. There was a single empty chair by the door and not one of us was more than twenty-five. Maybe we were the Junior division or something.

"It's just like Fire to be the last," the woman in charge mused. Fire. And I was Earth. So then, there were other people like me. Back home I was the only one but if they'd been able to gather a group of twelve so easily who knew how many more like us were out there.

And then the doors burst open and in strode a girl who really couldn't be anything other than fire. Her eyes were like smoke given substance and they glared about the room before she dropped into a seat without even having to be asked.

"Perfect. Everyone's here." The woman's eyes flickered around the room, looking vaguely amused when they landed on me and making me feel like a child. But I was making my stand. I was making my point and just maybe it would persuade them to keep a close eye on my siblings. If any of them was harmed in the slightest they were going to have me to answer to. And since I was here they must believe me to have strength of some kind at least.

The woman muttered something under her breath that sounded like, 'Stubborn as stone' before her eyes moved on.

Antony Cove (I apologize in advance for the length. It's mostly the history of the Fundamentals and what our job is.)

I just sighed as the new boy told me off. My anger and sadness calmed a bit since the time I'd first entered. I'm sure that if these people were taking me away from my family there had to be a reason to it. Like the note said, they were the good guys and if they were the good guys doesn't that mean that there are bad guys also - worse guys?

Anyway, I was back to my normal self and was glad. That whole depression thing I was in wasn't the least bit fun. I just wish I had some water though. I laid my head my hands and was getting lost in my thoughts when the door opened again. The old lady came back and I sat up straighter. Something about her presence made me feel like a student and she was my teacher. I'd hate to get a detention from The Informer.

"Ah, the other Air Elemental," she said with tight lips. "Everyone is almost here." I sighed in relief and laid my head on the table. I wanted answers and I wanted them quickly and, from the look of everyone else in the room, they were just as eager as I.

A minute or so later the doors burst open and an angry looking girl burst it. Her entrance reminded me of the other angry girl that burst in, Elijah, and I stole a glance towards her. Yes, just as I suspected, she was giving the old lady the death glare.

I just hoped this girl wouldn't try to punch The Informer in the face.

"It's just like Fire to be the last," the old lady spoke. I smiled at her comment but dropped it when the new girl glared hard at me. Fire, I see. Sounds dangerous. "Now that everyone is here," the lady boomed in her scratchy voice, "we can begin."

The lights dimmed in the room and from the wall emerged a huge television that covered most of the wall it was mounted on.

"First of all, to answer a popular question," she started, "you are at The Service Headquarters, located in Washington, D.C." A picture of the building from the outside showed on the screen. "Second, the reason you've been collected was because you all posses special abilities, as I'm sure you've figured out on your own at some point in your life. You are the Fundamentals and we need your help, the world needs your help."

"Excuse me," I inturrpted. "What do you mean by "the world"?" She gave raised a thin brow at me and turned her back to face the screen.

"The Earth of course. Now, as I was saying..."

"No, I didn't-" I tried to explain but stopped when I realized she already answered my question. It was a rather stupid question after all. I shrugged it off and turned back towards the screen.

"The Fundamentals, the orignal four, were the protectors of this world and their own. There are two worlds that exist, the mortal world and the immortal world. The Fundamentals exist to keep the two worlds at bay, making sure they never cross. They kept the peace by fighting off evil that threatened to hurt the inhabitants of the immortal world and expose their secret to the mortal realm. The Fundamentals were doing a good job of keeping things under control until an evil with great power showed up.

He went by the name of Karzai.

Karzai wanted to take over both the immortal and mortal world, wanted to merge the two and become king of it all. He came close once or twice actually, succeeding in leaking a few demons through a forged portal between worlds, but the Fundamentals pulled through and cut down any serious trouble before it could happen. The trouble Karzai was causing seemed to have a simple problem, to just kill Karzai - they could have many times and very easily -, but it wasn't that simple.

If Karzai was to die the power resting inside of him would rupture and expand, demolishing both the mortal and immortal world with it's force. They had to find a way to stop him without killing him. They had to put him to sleep. The Fundamentals set out a plan.

On their next encounter with Karzai they trapped him and tied him down with diamond chains, and then, when he was restrained, they poured all of their power, energy, and life into a sleeping spell that they hoped to bind the beast forever. The spell worked, but not without a cost. All four Fundamentals died, but with a smile on their corpses. Their spirit left their body to posses others.

Usually every Fundamental would be collected at birth, as was the way before Karzai's arrival, but with the biggest threat put down there was no longer a need for the Fundamentals. There were no more threats of the immortal realm that couldn't be stopped by the lesser law enforcement.

The only reason you are all gathered here today is because Karzai has awaken and both worlds are in terrible danger. We need your help, Fundamentals."


Alice Belltris~

"Call me Thuake." I smiled and nodded, deciding that I would, in fact, call him Thuake.

"Okay. I won't forget." I took a minute to make sure that statement would not be a lie. Call him Thuake... In the middle of my musing the door opened again and another girl stormed in. She gave an angered greeting before sitting down with a huff. She looked furious and I was a bit afraid to meet her eyes, scared that they might burn. She turned towards me and gave me one of those questioning looks and I realized I must have been starring.

"Hey," I choked out, honestly a bit intimidated at the intensity in her eyes. Thankfully, her expression softened and she gave a small greeting before turning around. The old lady went to the front of the room and started to talk, but I really couldn't understand all the talk about the two words and some big baddie so I tuned out.There were pictures flashing on the screen behind her, illustrating what I suppose she was talking about, but those grew old and boring to me by the third frame. I laid my head on the desk and closed my eyes. I honestly tried to pay attention, honestly, but I lost the fight inside my own head and took a small doze while the lady explained.

Arwen ¬

"So how come you needed us?" I said, clenching my fists, "Why? Aren't there adults who have these powers? Why can't you do it? You've got your own secret base, why don't you have powers? In fact, why were we given these powers in the first place? What's so special about us?" By the end, I was suprised I wasn't screaming. They'd killed me off, my family crying over a fake corpse, my five year old sister screaming at the door, not knowing what was happening until Mum said: 'She's never coming back. Ever,'
I gritted my teeth and glared at the 'officers' in the room. Did they have no soul? Destroying families? My Mum was on a thin line as it is.
Me dying might just send her over the edge, leaving my sister all alone.
I was gripping the iron bars of the desk, and being angry, heat flooded through my body, and the iron bars melted. I gasped and pulled my hands back. They didn't hurt, but they were boiling hot.

Elijah Woods

I thought I was crazy, well, these people are giving me a run for my money. Weirdly strong old ladies, all these other freaks like me, and that one guy that came in smelling of smoke was creeping me out the most. But now that old hag was trying to sell me a story about some type of alternate world? Yeah, right... Well I suppose if I can willingly cover my fist in flames and not get burned two different worlds could easily be as true. I rolled my eyes at the old lady and turned to scan the room.

Most everybody was paying attention, everybody except the girl with the white hair. I think I overheard her saying her name was Alice, or something like that. Alice had her head down snoozing silently. I chuckled softly at the sight before shaking my head and turning towards the screen again.

The hag was now talking about some type of evil dude named Karzai and his plot to rule the worlds. I don't know about anyone else, but that is one hell of a confident guy to think he could rule not one world, but two. This Karzai character was basically the poster child for determination. I payed attention fully after that, all the way until the end when she announced that she needed our help because Karzai had awaken.

Great.

Someone spoke up, arguing with a stressed voice. I looked over and watched as another girl threw questions at the hag. By the end of her tirade she pulled back with an angry hiss with blisters on her hands. Another Fire? Sweet. And she had a point.

"So you expect us to kill this big bad monster and save, not one, but two worlds?! I'm not even legally allowed to drink yet! Sure, I like kicking ass but this is just- You people are crazy." The hag threw me a bored stare.

"You have the power being the current generation of Fundamentals. And with there being twelve of you and not just four your chances are greater."

"I don't even know how to use my fire unless I'm seriously pissed."

"You will learn."

My eye twitched at her cryptic responses and I'd an urge to jump and try to deck her again, but I managed not to attempt breaking her face and leaned back in my chair with my arms crossed.

Arwen ¬

"So you expect us to kill this big bad monster and save, not one, but two worlds?! I'm not even legally allowed to drink yet! Sure, I like kicking ass but this is just- You people are crazy."

"You have the power being the current generation of Fundamentals. And with there being twelve of you and not just four your chances are greater."

"I don't even know how to use my fire unless I'm seriously pissed."

"You will learn." The boy sat back and crossed his arms.

"Psst...!" I said, leaning forward, "Are you another fire?"

"Yeah, I can see you are too," He nodded at my hands.

I laughed, "I'm Arwen, what's your name?"

Arwen ¬

"So you expect us to kill this big bad monster and save, not one, but two worlds?! I'm not even legally allowed to drink yet! Sure, I like kicking ass but this is just- You people are crazy."

"You have the power being the current generation of Fundamentals. And with there being twelve of you and not just four your chances are greater."

"I don't even know how to use my fire unless I'm seriously pissed."

"You will learn." The boy sat back and crossed his arms.

"Psst...!" I said, leaning forward, "Are you another fire?"

"Yeah, I can see you are too," He nodded at my hands.

I laughed, "I'm Arwen, what's your name?"