-Fire Starter Pt.1-

I'm the trouble starter, punking instigator.
I'm the fear addicted, danger illustrated.
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I'm the bitch you hated, filth infatuated.
Yeah, I'm the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I'm the self-inflicted, punk detonator.
Yeah, I'm the one invented, twisted animator.
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
starter... starter... starter...

Hmmm… I was listening to this song called Firestarter by Prodigy; email me to get the song.

He walked down the path to examine the damage he had caused. He frowned as he saw that a small number of people had escaped. 'Damn.' He thought and walked forward. The heat was sweltering but he didn't care. He walked forward and the fore split to the side as its master walked through. Flames billowed around him, dancing flames of red and yellow with displays of orange and white. His black boots crunched on the remains of a house as he walked towards one of the survivors. She was standing in the midst of the fire, her body charred and in places the skin was cracked and pieces of pink flesh could be seen. The sight made him almost feel sorry for her.

"You killed my family…" He heard her say and his eyes narrowed in an evil smile.

"I'm going to kill you." He raised his hand to snap, the red ring on his finger glowing slightly.

"Think again." In her hand was a feather, a single white feather with blood dripping off the tip. She drew the feather through her mouth and smiled evilly, her lips cracking, the blistered blackened lacerations on her body tearing open more. She threw the feather down, it landed in the dirt in front of him, standing straight up. "Your flames cannot pass that line."

"I don't believe in your mystic mumbo jumbo." He laughed and snapped, billows of flame flew at and ricocheted off of the barrier that was around him, surrounding him in his own heat. He cleared it and looked around. "Damns… she's gone again." He frowned. She had been showing up every time he was ordered to destroy something.

Roy looked around him, the blistering fires all around. 'Come on… I know you're here…' He frowned as he looked around again and suddenly a wind blew through the burning city, blowing a gap in the fires so the charred girl could walk through. She was just standing there her right side to him. She turned her head towards him.

"Hello there friend… long time no see." She smiled, again her lips and flesh crackled, the pink tendons and muscles showing, her burnt face was now cracked as well.

"Hello…"