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Basics

Name:

Sarah Wethers
Age: 17
Weight: 15lbs
Height: 5'9"

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Power(s):

Can control fire, control people, and can create the most powerful type of fire no one ever thought existed - blue fire.
Personality: She's sweet, kind, caring, understanding, thoughtful, considerate, and she tends to be quiet and shy from time-to-time.
Background: Her parents found themselves scared of Sarah, avoiding her as much as possible. Her parents are your normal set of parents and she is an only child.
Likes: Kindness, the color blue, animals, hopeless romantics, and politeness.
Dislikes: Rude people, laziness, hurtful words, bad attitudes, the color pink, and her capability to control people.

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Name: Lucious Chris Cole

Age: 18

Weight: 195

Height: 5'11"

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Power(s): Can see the spirit relm,as well as interact with the inhabants of it. Has the ability to influance animals with his thoughts.

Personality: Quiet, uncaring toward others, a loner,with a sadistic side.

Background: Lucious mother suspected something was wrong with him when as a child he would rather sit talking to his imaganry friends instead of other children.Later she comited him to a insane asylum because she couldn't handle the way he seemed to be losing tough with reality.

Likes: Deciption,tattoos.animals,fire, death,pain and darkness.

Dislikes: Bright lights, loud noises,crouds, and happy colors.
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(WHOA! Sorry for the long reply!)

Sarah walked into the kitchen of her house, hungry yet again. Her mother was at the kitchen table, reading the Sunday newspaper. Her mother froze halfway to taking a sip of her coffee when she noticed Sarah. She stared like seeing Sarah as a monster for the first time.

Sarah indeed felt her disgusted gaze. The best she could do was ignore it. She sighed and opened the fridge, taking out the lunch meat and mayo with olive oil. She made herself a quick sandwich and hurried up the stairs to hide in her room as she always has done.

The mother had relaxed her hand and sighed. She couldn't take any more of this. She thought Sarah needed help.

In Sarah's room Sarah had sat down and finished up her sandwich. She sighed as she laid back in her bed, playing with the fire she ignited in her hand. She close her fist and the fire would go out. She would open it and then it would start up again. If she wanted to, she could make the fire ignite so that it would burn down this prison of a house. But just then, she heard sirens and then car doors. She closed her fist as she got to her feet, walking over to her bedroom window. She pulled the curtains away from the window to look outside. Outside, police surrounded the house and there were medics here and there.

Panic had flooded her veins. Her parents had called the police on her at last. She hurried to her door and swung it open as she hurried down the stairs to stop half way as the front door busted open and some of the S.W.A.T. members came in. She froze as she looked over at the kitchen archway to see her parents huddled together to look up at Sarah with fear.

"What have you done?!" she exclaimed with fear. The S.W.A.T. looked up at her as the one who seemed to be in charge pointed up at her.

Without any second-thinking, Sarah turned around and ran up her stairs and hurried to her her room, bolting it behind her as she grabbed a backpack as she began stuffing all her dear-to-heart articles. Her favorite stuffed sheep that had always brought her comfort when her mother refused to touch her, her favorite jeggings, her favorite blouse and navy blue tee shirt, and her simple makeup bag she always had hand filled with her hair brush, deodorant, body spray, and a few pony tale holders. She threw it in the backpack as she slid into her red sweat jacket and quickly zipped up her black boots. She opened up the door, ready to use her mind as a weapon to freeze them all as if time was frozen.

But she found that someone had already done the job for her. She stared, wide-eyed and confused. But then someone spoke her name. "Sarah...Sarah, come outside. It's alright. I'm not here to lock you away or harm you," spoke a voice.

Crunch was the sound that came from the bed as Lucious sat on the crisp white linnen sheets.The room shimmered in waves of black and blue. But that was all he could see of the spirit relm."Damn! These stupid drugs are afecting my powers." he cursed. Lucion was sick of this place .He wasn't crazy he just wasn't normal either.

"Must you swear so loudly? Master?" the voices wispered from all around him. " I'll speak at whatever level of sound i please!"Lucion hised back into the empty room.

Lucion glared at the door as the timid nurse entered. "Time for your medicne Lucion" she said as she gingerly help out a cup with numerous pills in it.

"The name's Jason Strongtelle," spoke the man who had saved Sarah from all those police and even her parents. He was showing her out the door of her house and to the car he had awaiting them.

Sarah didn't care where she was going. Just so that she didn't have to rely on her parents anymore. "Sarah Wethers," replied Sarah as Jason opened up the passenger's car door and motioned for Sarah to get inside, taking Sarah's luggage from her hands and placing it in the trunk. Sarah got in and Jason got in after her.

Jason tapped the ceiling, signaling for the driver to drive. "So, where are we going?" asked Sarah, looking out the window a the life she was leaving behind.

"Strongtelle School for Gifted Students," replied Jason.

"So you're the owner?"

Jason nodded his head slightly, not as proud as Sarah had expected him to be. Jason looked to be in his late forties. He had thinned-out platinum blonde hair that was slicked back, shockingly bright violet eyes, and pale skin that reminded her of a vampire from one of those cheesy horror films. He reminded her more of a uncle than anything else. She just smiled and nodded her head.

The entire car ride to the school consisted of an awkward silence that hug in the car's air.

Lucion slaped the pills away"I told you people i'm not crazy and i'm not gonna take meds for something. When nothing is wrong with me!"Lucion snarled at the nurse before grabing her by the hair and smacking her head into the metal railing on the bed.

The nurse fell to the floor unconsious. He reached down and grabed the nurses pass key."You people shouldn't make me so upset. Bad things happen when i'm upset." he wispered in her ear before standing .

"Not bad, Not bad. We always knew you were Just as dark inside as us." The woices wispered follwed by chilling laughs. Lucion to one last look at the room. the nurse lay unconsious on the floor a gash in her forehead that would probly need stiches bleeding. By the bed were pills all across the floor.Lucion turned closing the door silently behind him.

"And this...is your room," said a lady dressed in a maid's outfit. She must be the house keeper or something like that. Sarah dropped her backpack in the room and looked around. She had to admit, it was a really nice room. Simple size, a double window to look outside, a full-sized bed with green sheets, cream fluffy carpet flooring, A large bureau sat in the corner and a vanity in the other. Everything look all homey. She liked it.

After she unpacked, she headed downstairs to the main hallway where kids her age crowded the halls. She slowly walked along with the moving crowd, just like a two-way lane. She felt crowded and she didn't see what was so good about this place yet. Deciding to just kick back and enjoy her initiated freedom, she headed out to the courtyard and found a bench under a blossom tree. She sat down and hugged her legs up to her chest, enjoying the warm but cool breeze.

Lucion walked down the street the cement was damp from a recient rain but that didn't bother him.'we always knew you were dark inside ' the word were ringing in his mind over and over. Could they be right the voices were the only thing that ever stayed in his life everything else just came and went. Maby they were right maby he was dark inside and that was why he was where he was now.

A quite wimper interupted his thoughts looking down he say a young puppy lying in the middle of his path."Are you alright little one?" he asked. The young pup looked up at Lucion "Can you help me? I'm so hungry."The pup wisped week from lack of food or water.Lucion reached down and scouped up the puppy into his arms."Shh Shh everythig is going to be alright now just you wait and see."he repied .

A black car was parcked aginst the curb the rear door open "Mr.Cole would you please come with us." A voice called from inside the car. Cauiously Lucion edged over to the car "Why should i?" "Because we can help you and the mutt your holding in your arms as well." There was a decstinctive poping noise that sounded like a can being opened. Then the smell of dog food filled the inside of the car . At that little show of being able to help the pup he climed inside the car the door closed behind him.

The ride was mostly silent the only sound comming from the puppy gobbeling down that can of dog food.the ride seemed to drag on and on when in reailty it realy didn't take that long.Lucion got out and walked around the huge building towards the garden area carring the young pup . because even having eaten the whole can of dog food it was still to weak to walk.

After an hour of sitting down at the bench, Sarah found herself getting to her feet to walk around a bit. Her footsteps traveled along the path beneath her to find herself in front of the building. She stopped at the sound of an approaching vehicle. She looked up and found a black car driving through the now-opened gates of the building's fence. Figuring she shouldn't be here, she turned around and went through the opened doors of the building. A voice came over the loudspeakers, saying that it was now time for dinner.

Following the growing and fast-moving crowd of kids, Sarah walked through a set of opened cheery wood double doors. Inside the room was a vast space of tables filled with empty plates and cups. To the left of the room sat two large lines of food and to the right was a large line of drinks to choose from. Some went to get their drinks first while other went to get their food first. Seeing a small crowd get their drinks, Sarah took that opportunity to grab her drink while waiting for the food line to die down.

When Sarah finally got her food, she found an empty round table of five empty chairs and sat down. The table was by a set of large windows over looking the courtyard. She chose the chair closes to the window as she opened up her container of Chicken Parmesan and mashed potatoes. She then opened up her can of Mountain Dew. Sitting alone, she didn't find it so hard.