Children of the Elements PrologueA Chapter by Rachel McLean
Legend has it that long ago, when the world was plagued with great despair and peril, seven grand deities rose from the rubble. These deities were known as 'the Elements' due to their unique and incredible powers. The Elements, unable to do anything directly to save the world, gave a portion of their powers to seven humans that each carefully chose. The Elements hoped that by granting the special humans a small amount of divine power, they would be able to change the world. The humans, known as 'the Children of the Elements', managed to help humanity, and many lives were saved.
Once things eventually settled down, the Elements wished to take back their power. The Element of Metal was the first to try and extract his powers. For some mysterious reason, the human that had received the Element of Metal's power died the moment the power was removed from his body.
The rest of humanity began to distrust the Element of Metal. They believed that he had known from the beginning that the man was going to die without the divine power, but tried to take it back anyway. Humans began to stop worshiping the Element of Metal altogether, and without human prayers, the Elements cannot survive. Likewise, humans would eventually perish if all of the Elements disappeared completely.
After several weeks, the Element of Metal reached his limit. He could no longer continue without the humans' support. As a result, he crumbled into the pages of myth and lore.
Unable to take back their powers, the Elements had no choice but to allow the six remaining humans keep it. The powers were transferred through the Children of Elements' descendants, but only one child per generation would be able to receive the incredible powers. Meaning, that there would always be 6 Children of the Elements at any time.
I don't know how many generations ago that took place, or if it ever happened at all, but I'm sure that some of that legend has to be true. After all, I am the Child of Light.
My name is Calix Cordoni, and, like I said, I am the Child of Light, meaning I inherited the gift from the Element of Light. Or, at least, that is what I've been told.
So far, I've seen no special things about me, other than my silver hair that stands out among my blond peers. In my opinion, it's a bit lame that hair color is how it's decided whether or not the gift lies within someone.
My aunt, the previous Child of Light, as well as my instructor, says that the silver hair is enough to prove the gift. Apparently, when I become sixteen is when I inherit the good stuff. What sucks is that that is still two whole years away.
Not to mention school just ended. Normally kids would go off celebrating with their friends, but not me. School was the only way I could convince my parents to let me go outside.
Whenever I ask to go anywhere outside our estate, they always just order a servant to pick up whatever it was that I asked for. Oh, that's right. Our family has a servant. Or, servants, I should say. We're one of the richest families around this area. Another thing that should be good, but in truth it's just another bother in my life.
With all of our extra money, my parents could guarantee my safety. Other than using the bathroom, showering, or sleeping, I was never unguarded, though to this day I'm not sure if my parents stationed someone to be sure I was okay while I slept. It gave me shivers whenever I began to think about it, and who could blame me to be honest?
Another shock; people at school avoided me. They were afraid that if they tried to become friends with me, then my parents, who almost never approved of anyone, would probably force their family to move far away. I didn't doubt that that could happen, since they've done it before.
I don't think I need to get into the deep details, just that they convinced me to sneak out of my house at night to go hang out with them. My parents obviously found out, and they were furious. They weren't as mad at me though. They believed that my friends were trying to corrupt me, which definitely wasn't true, but they refused to listen to me. My friends' parents lost their jobs due to pressure from my mom and dad, and my friends ended up having to move away.
My life was pretty boring with overprotective parents and no friends to hang with. My schedule was mostly learning how to control my “powers”, which meant studying from books and journals left behind by previous Children of Light. Let me tell you, those things got complicated fast. I couldn't even begin to try and pronounce some of the words in those journals.
The things that I could understand were a bit useful though. Things like some of the minor little powers that I would inherit in a few years. Some of them were pretty lame, like I wasn't affected by extreme light, meaning I couldn't get sunburned, but it also meant that I couldn't be blinded by bright lights, which could possibly prove to be interesting. Still, it wasn't very much.
Today's lesson was no different, but my aunt was acting a bit strange. She seemed really tired, and she was zoning out from time to time, which was very unusual for her. I decided to ignore it for now. She probably just couldn't sleep last night. Maybe there was a big storm after I went to bed or something.
Four o' clock finally came, which brought the lecture to an end. I guess my aunt was also relieved, since she trudged straight up to her room the moment the clock read “4:00”.
I did the same, and plopped myself onto my large comfortable bed, stretching out my cramped muscles. Just then, I heard a soft scratching noise coming from outside. Probably just a squirrel looking for something. They're always doing that. I was a bit surprised that Mom hadn't ordered Dad to drive them out by now. They hate any and all animals.
But as I was settling down on my pillow, I heard the creak of the window opening, and the footsteps of someone entering my room. I bolted upright and saw a girl standing by the open window.
She just looked at me. She was a little bit older than me. I'd say she was somewhere around 15 or 16 years old. Her black hair flew around her as a sharp gust of wind entered my room. Wait a second, black hair... She was one of the Children of the Elements as well! But who exactly, I had no clue.
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Added on July 30, 2015Last Updated on June 17, 2016 AuthorRachel McLeanMDAboutSo, I haven't been writing for very long, but I definitely hope to improve. I prefer to do stories and novels, however my main purpose here is to work on my poetry. Other than writing, I love reading .. more..Writing
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