Chapter 1
It was a cool night in Crescentia. A dark figure walked towards a popular building named Maxton. This figure was Jim Hawkins. He walked up the steps of the building, opened the door and walked in. He hit the people behind the main desk with light. He walked into the hallway. Jim electrocuted or used light or a psionic blast or any of his powers on people that got on his way. He entered an office. Then, the person pushed a button as he saw Jim and a glass door got between them. Jim stopped and used light to break the glass. The glass broke into tiny pieces. He entered the other office. The person tried to get away. Jim telekinetically lifted him and put him against the wall. Jim put his hands together to come up with energy. Just as he was going to attack, he woke up. He looked around and his room was dark. Then, his door opened and entered Shalimar.
"Hey," said Shalimar. "I heard yelling. Are you ok?"
"Yeah," said Jim. "Sorry. I just had a brutal nightmare. I think I might need some aspirins too." Shalimar laughed lightly.
"I think someone might need to lay off the purp juice before they go to sleep," said Shalimar, as she walks towards his bed. She stopped. "Jim?"
"What?" said Jim.
"Don't move," she said. She turned on the light and Jim saw blood on his hands.
"Oh my god," said Jim, as he looked at his hands.
"Are you ok? From where are you bleeding?" said Shalimar, as she sat on his bed.
"Yeah. I'm fine. It's not mine," said Jim, as he looked at her.