The story I am about to tell you may seem odd to the normal person, for Marik, Sora, and Dan Syringe were most definitely not normal. In fact, they were anything but normal. They could do things normal humans could not. For example, freezing time is just one of these…abnormalities you could call it. Our story begins in the family room on a seemingly normal day. The remote was missing, again, and the brothers were trying to watch TV.
"What are you talking about?" said Marik in response to Dan's question. "Why look for the 20-some-odd remotes we lost when we could just conjure another?" Marik Syringe, being the oldest at age 16, had the most abilities. Marik was tall, had sort of long hair (down to his shoulders) and had an Egyptian look about him. He wore a light purple sleeve-less shirt and baggy black pants. His eyes had a special property. They would change colors to match the shirt he was wearing. Today, they were the color purple. His skin was tan, like he spent to much time in the sun. Marik absent-mindedly conjured another remote. Conjuring was something that the eldest sibling was gifted with.
"Well, they're obviously piling up somewhere!" said Dan. Dan was the youngest brother at age 13. His brown hair was in a bowl haircut. He wore a red shirt and jeans. His eyes, the color of brown, almost always sparkled. His skin was sort of pale, yet dark at the same time, as if his melanin couldn't make up its mind on how tan to be. He was really skinny, even though he eats like a barbarian.
"So, when enough remotes pile up, we'll know where they are!" said Sora. Sora was the middle brother at age 15. He had brown spiked hair and brown eyes. He wore a red shirt and a blue vest. He had a crown-shaped necklace that he never took off. He had red shorts on and had the appearance of someone ripped out of an Anime show.
"Good point…" said Dan. "So now we wait?" "Wait for what?" asked Marik. "Wait for a demon attack. It's getting boring." "Or, we could play- Football." As Marik said the last word, a football appeared in his hands.
Later, out on the field, Sora threw the ball at Marik, who flung out his hands freezing the ball. He grabbed it out of mid-air and teleported to the end-zone. "Darn it Marik! NO MAGIC! Every time we play a game!" "Do you honestly think I can help it? Fighting demons every day you kind of get used to flinging your hands out at every unexpected movement." Marik retorted. "Oh God! Demons!" Dan warned.
A ferocious werewolf stood on the roof with an evil-looking bat and a red robot. "Your part of the vanquishing spell is first Marik!" yelled Sora.
"A shadow of yourself just who are you.
Scanned Horizons.
A tragic mystery.
We could have left you there, sealed inside the pod.
No one would ever know,
The chaos control. Your true identity." Marik recited.
"With you in the fight
electric lives
change surroundings.
A jewel in history
A treasure disappears as you go.
Miss you as we look away
And no one knows." recited Sora.
"E-123.
You didn't know now I'm going to show you,
The power that is me.
You try to take me down,
Stop the show.
It seems you've never tasted fear.
Or lose of control." Dan recited.
They all began reciting at the same time,
"We all danced in fire.
Trapped in this machine.
Don't know how long we've waited.
As the evil watches."
When the brothers were done reciting, the werewolf, bat, and robot burst into flames. "Well, that was easy." said Marik, wiping dust off his shirt. "Almost as easy as saying 'Von Chito Romero Bolaire Wanipello Von Chito Romero Gonzalez'" Dan said sarcastically. "Like that kid at school?" joked Sora. "Yeah, him-Are you ok Marik?" Dan added, for Marik was on the ground holding his head in pain, a look of terror on his face.