The walls started collapsing around the small girl and her mother. "Mama, please mama, don't go, mama wait!MAMA! Ni woke up panting, that same memory haunted her every night had been ten years since the incident, that night, when she lost everything. Ni got up and started with her usual morning activities, she got dressed, rummaged for scraps outside the tip she called home, and tried not to think about, "the incident".She had never gone to school, she had only heard of it from the people that walked past, she used to imagine some fairyland place, where her parents would be, waiting for her. Ni would sit on her heap of old cushions telling herself "I'm useless, I'm a worthless freak, I don't even belong here!". She would cry and think to herself that she was alone in the world.

Ni picked up an old hairbrush from the gathering piles of rubbish and tied her ebony black hair into a messy ponytail, "*sigh* I can't do anything right". She walked back to her burrow and climbed in. Placing the hairbrush next to her, she curled up in a ball, afraid to sleep, to weary to walk any more, she hadn't had a full sandwich in two days. "I wonder what it's like in the afterlife", she thought to herself, countless times she had considered suicide, but could never gather the courage to do it. Suddenly, there was a loud bang from outside,Ni screamed in terror "NOOOOO!MAKE IT STOP!". "WHO'S THERE", a gruff voice called, "YOU BETTER NOT BE THEIVES!", a looming shadow hovered over her burrow, then, slowly, it disappeared. Ni quivered in fear as the shadow moved on, she thought to herself, "I wonder what it would be like if it had never happened... would my life be any different...would I still have a family?". Hours later she was in her burrow, contemplating whether it was safe too leave when she heard a voice, "hello?, is someone there?, I need to talk to you", Ni slowly and cautiously climbed out and poked her head around a large pile of rubbish, "yes, what is it?", she muttered feebly. The woman told her, "I am the leader of a group of "gifted" teens, we have learnt that you also posses your own "gift", we have come to offer you a place at the boarding school I run". Ni stated, "you must have the wrong person, I'm not gifted". The woman said, "well then can you tell me where I can find Ni bukkhon?", Ni whispered, "how do you know my name?". She observed the people in front of her, the woman had black hair tied back in a bun and wore a neat, grey suit, a second person, a boy sat in the Jeep parked behind the woman, he wore a brown jacket over his black t-shirt. The woman said, "come with us, I'll explain on the way". Ni shyly walked over to them, "ok", she whispered and climbed into the car.

Hi all! thanks for reading the first part of my story! special thanks to my friend Ella for helping me out. please review, this is my first story and I want it to be the best possible! so...yeah...Thanks! XD - The crazy pyromaniac is a mutant!