▌│█║▌║▌║Chapter 45║▌║▌║█│▌

I was in a dark room. There were three groups of people in front of me with the lone lights shining on them. Max Powers, Mr. Shadowfox, President Jen (The President of my nation), and a couple more heroes who weren’t in the light fully made out the group on the right side. My parents made up the group in front of me, and the terrorist group, with Claudius at the head, made out the group on the left. They all looked at me with no expression of emotion or any notice that I was even standing in front of them. I tried to run to my parents and hug them. I just wanted to at least tell them good-bye! My legs were stuck on the ground though. As much as I tried to move forward, my efforts seemed to be useless. It was like my feet were stuck to the ground with glue! Tears streamed down my face as I tried in vain to get to my parents. I shouted to them through tears, “Mom…Dad! I’m over here and can’t move! Please Just come to me! Please!”

They didn’t respond to my pleas at all though, and I watched helplessly as they ignored me. All of a sudden, a flash of light went out through the dark room—blinding me for a couple of seconds. When I finally regained my sight, the room was dark again, but when I looked at where my parents stood, they weren’t standing there anymore. Instead of them standing there, their bodies lay there exactly the way I found them tonight, naked, cut in half, cuts all over, blood spewing everywhere, and their bodies laid in a cross like position. I went down to my knees, and shouted, “NOO!!”

I don’t know if I can take this. I’m feeling so sad, but an anger is rising up within me too. I’m angry at the people who did this. I’m angry that I was powerless to stop it. I’m angry that it looks like this happened just because I’m a sagaru going to Crystal High. I’m so angry and so sad, but I don’t have anyone to take out my anger on or listen to me vent my sadness. As I stared at my parents’ bodies again and was thinking all of this, a blue flame rose up and engulfed them. They were almost instantly burned to ash. A blue flame then rose up and engulfed Max Powers and Mr. Shadowfox’s group, and they were also instantly burned to ash. This surprised me because of the power levels of them. It wouldn’t take any ordinary flame to do that to them. Then the blue flame then engulfed Claudius and the terrorists, and it burned them to ash instantly. I was shocked, and I watched the blue flame in awe as it burned brightly throughout the room. Next thing I heard was a click reverberate throughout the room. I looked behind me, and Mr. Grey and my classmates was standing behind me with a light shining down on them. The blue flame then moved from the ashes of the three groups that was in front of me, and it moved around me toward Mr. Grey and my classmates. I tried to lunge forward to stop it, but my feet were still stuck on the ground. I reached out my hand to stop the flame, but it didn’t have any effect on it. The flame bared down on them at amazing speed. When it finally got to them, Mr. Grey and the others didn’t burn to ash though. The blue flame encircled them, and the flames rose up high above them. Instead of burning them though, the flame seemed to protect and care for them. The flame, unlike before, seemed to glow in the dark with a beautiful hue. No smoke was emitted from it, and it actually had a nice fragrance coming off of it. Where the other scenes just moments before gave me feelings of anger, sadness, and panic, this one provided me with feelings of peace and tranquility. With these warm feelings filling my body as I watched the scene, I woke up.

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I woke up still curled up in a ball on the living room floor with tears flowing down my cheeks. My living room couch to the back of me, and the kitchen and table in front of me as I’m facing the TV and the doors to mine and my parents’ room. The floor in front of me was charred black for some reason. The smell of smoke resonated in the room, but there wasn’t any smoke coming from the charred floor. I looked behind me, and the floor was perfectly fine. The charred floor was just in front of me. I got up slowly to my feet, and my head was pounding throughout my body. “What time is it?” I thought to myself.

I looked over at the clock sitting on the desk beside the couch, and it said that the time was ten thirty-three. I put my right hand up to my aching head and scratched it. I’m so late for school. Should I even go to school anymore? The message on the wall told me I shouldn’t go anymore, but I don’t really feel like I have anything to lose anymore either. I wiped away the tears on my face, and I went and took a shower and put some new clothes on. I went back into the living room, and I sat in the middle of the floor again. I didn’t feel like I could eat, and I didn’t feel like I could do anything today. I looked at my phone, and I had messages from Zen, Via, and Thomas all asking why I wasn’t at class today. I didn’t feel like responding to them though. I didn’t feel like doing anything. While I was sitting in the middle of the floor, a knock came from the front door. I didn’t want to get up at first, but the person kept knocking louder and louder. I got up slowly and gingerly again, and I went to the door. I opened the door, and I found the landlord to be standing on the other side. He looked at me with lifeless eyes, and he told me, “Hey kid, I need you to head out of this apartment. You have thirty minutes before I call the police. I gave you time to sleep and everything which is nicer than what most people would do. Hurry up and get out. I don’t think you want to spend the day in a jail cell.”

With that, he left down the hallway. I stayed put in the doorway, dumbfounded by what he said. I just lost my parents a few hours ago, and now I’m not going to even have a place to stay? I reluctantly went in my room, and I got a backpack. I put some spare clothes in it, my toiletries, my phone charger, and I also had my school materials inside of it. I headed back to the door, and as I was walking out, I looked back and recalled all the memories I had of my parents and childhood here. I reminisced at my struggles, and the good times and loving memories of this place. With a couple of minutes reminiscing, I started the slow walk out of the apartment complex. Where am I going to go now?

▌│█║▌║▌║To be Continued║▌║▌║█│▌