Prologue:
Zane's Birthday
December 29th 2009
So far, today had been a bad start to the one day that marked Zane another year older. He was not to pleased to have his birthday end up in a power fight. Though currently out of sight, he was able to catch his breath. Just then, his ear's twitched as footsteps came his way. With a small intake of air, Zane jumped from the tree. A soft thud on the ground signaled he was down. Those who were after him heard his noise and quickly raced to the source. Around Zane's hands electricity danced along his fingers and his hand froze over.
A branch broke and Zane looked up. There was a women standing before him. Though before Zane could do or say anything, she moved at inhuman speed and shoot fire at him from her left hand. But, Zane was quicker and shoot ice from the palm on his right hand stopping the fire from touching him. Though in the shadows there were several people holding gun. Zane's uncanny hearing had not picked them up and by the time he did, it was to late. Click. A bullet zoomed toward Zane and struck him in the throat, leaving a hole which blood oozed from, weakening Zane. Click, Click, Click. Three more bullets flew through the air toward Zane. From his neck wound he wasn't able to react and was hit by all three. Knee, Stomach, Groin. There was a thunk and Zane was laying on the ground, blood gushing out from his wounds. There were footsteps and the woman nudged Zane with her foot. Her voice was that of sweet flowers.
"Get him. I don't know how long this will last"
Zane was dieing, or so it felt. But what bothered him the most was that he didn't know what 'this' was. So instead he slumped into a sleep. He would save his energy till he got to the enemies headquarters.