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Chapter 6- Alec
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His head felt like it had exploded. And his skin felt like it had been burned off.
Everything he had thought of before was gone and in its place was pain. The pain was too much. He just wished the pain would leave.
Alec couldn't even tell if his eyes were open or not until he saw a flash of something move in front of him.
He noticed color, but didn't have the will to find out which ones. His charred skin and aching head was all he noticed.
All Alec could feel was pain. And all he wanted was for the pain to leave.
"Please," he mumbled. "Make it go away."
Everything was so warped. Sound. Sight. Feeling.
And then he was slipping. As if he were falling out a tree.
He was in too much pain to grab a branch. The slipping felt good. He could feel the pain dulling.
His head grew slower. His thoughts didn't buzz as much.
Alec felt sluggish.
One thought registered in his head though. I am dying.
And he didn't have a response to that. Except for more pain disappearing.
Slowly he thought. Maybe it would be better to slip all the way.
To give up.
Who would judge?
His wish was coming true. Everything was numbing. Even his sight was losing its ability.
Though, he could have sworn he heard someone shout.
The voice shouted over and over. But he couldn't pick up any words.
Who was screaming? Was it even real? Was he that lost?
Then a change happened. At first, Alec couldn't even recognize the change. He just knew something was different.
Cold turned back to hot.
Falling turned back to flying.
Numb turned back to pain.
Pain shot through his neck. The burning feeling that had numbed came back, only seemed ten times worse.
It was something he didn't understand at first. Why was he in pain? Wasn't he dying?
Was this was dying was?
Where was the paradise he learned of in church?
He stopped his questions when he realized the pain wasn't going away.
And furthermore.
The hot pain was spreading fast.
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Hours. Days. Weeks. Years. The time didn't matter anymore.
All he could think of was the pain. And how to numb it.
He wished so hard it would go away.
He felt like he was burning. Worse than
What had he done to burn for so long?
Seconds. Minutes. Hours. He couldn't tell.
But at one point, he felt as the pain receded.
It was from his fingertips.
He became hopeful that the agonizing pain would leave his entire body.
Silently, he focused on the receding pain. Numb. He thought. Painless.
His hands were free of pain.
And the numb, cooling relief spread further up his arms.
Seconds. Minutes. Hours. He didn't care nor know.
But the pain kept numbing. The ice was winning against the fire.
Please, he thought. Don't stop.
Arms. Legs. His head. Soon enough, the only fire left was in the heart, which held the hottest flames.
The ice attacked, and like with the rest of him, it won the battle.
Then there was nothing.
Until he opened his eyes.
Yeah, so his transformation is what shaped his gift :)
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