I sat in my padded room crying, "Why am I tied up I asked?" a voice out of nowhere answered,
"Because of what we did…" "what did we do?" I asked, "We did nothing" the voice said this as
if it didn't want me to know what its true intentions were "Nothing? Then… why are we here?"
he answered with a vengeful tone " because they want us to be in here, we're far too dangerous,
no far too powerful for them to ever hope to control, so they locked us up once they knew that
they couldn't control us" " They, who are They?!, and why did they do this to me?" "Because
my newfound friend answered… you're a murderer! No not just you though, we are a
murderer" he said this as if we were the same person, not we are both murderers, we are A
murderER "NO!" I answered "Your lying to me stop it!" I said this, with such anger that it
literally felt as though I were on fire, but strangely I didn't feel any pain at all, "this feels good,
the power, in fact, I feel as though I can do just about anything right… about… now!!!!!!!!!! I
immediately pulled my arms out from my cloth-like prison, I watched as the straight jacket
melted from around my body, this power, I could see my own skin glowing, then it happened, I
didn't quite understand how to control my powers yet, but I soon realized that my powers are
activated by my anger, a fitting emotion for something as temperamental as fire. I enjoyed this
power, in fact I was having fun then… IT… happened…