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AN: This is for my arsonist friend R*****. Hope you stay away from matches.

The Arsonist

Prologue

Eleven years ago, Gongaga...

Big purple eyes stared at the thing curiously. He was fascinated and drawn towards it. He felt warm and fuzzy like when he's Mum would tuck him in at night. What was it? He tilted his head to the side trying to decide whether this moving glowing creature was bad or not. It looked like a monster from what he heard of his Dad's stories but it wasn't attacking anyone. Is it a good monster then? he wondered. The boy looked from left to right. Nobody seemed to be frightened of it or alarmed. In fact everyone was too busy for the village gathering every five years or so.

"Mum?"

"Yes dear?"

Mrs. Fair regarded her son who was tugging on her skirt. Usually he was a ball of energy when around people but now the boy seemed timid? That can't be right.

"Whas zat?" a finger pointed at the piles of dead wood underneath a roaring fire.

She raised a brow. Doesn't her son know that? But then again this was his first bonfire gathering. Mrs. Fair smiled at her son's impatient look. He was adorable pouting like that.

"Fire, love. Don't go near it alright? I'll be back with the apple pie."

Of course Mrs. Fair forgot her son's puppy like tendencies liked to do the exact opposite. As soon as his mother was gone little Zax approached the massive columns. He just stood there gazing at the flames. He knew what a fire was but not what it looked like. He just assume it was like the sun but this was BETTER.

A few minutes later...

The village leader rubbed his forehead. A dull throbbing ache forming as the villagers complained simultaneously. The little devil was sitting innocently by the corner with an awestruck look in his eyes. He hated kids, especially his friend's kid. Zax Fair had managed to climb the burning columns without anyone noticing and snatched a loose wood with a charred end. The boy got down and started chasing other children, effectively losing his chances for a future wife by burning his girl playmates' pigtails and ponytails.

"Mrs. Fair I believe you should send him to-"

"Absolutely not!"

AN: meet PyroZack.

-midnightgamin