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Chapter 1

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A young boy, was running through a forest jumping over logs, skidding on mud, fighting plants but this boy wasn’t ordinary he was blessed with the sun he was the first in a thousand years and he was told he would be the last. He didn’t understand how to control it. He was told to master it he needed to see the brightness of the world. His name was Lord Charles boils. Anyway back to the forest. Suddenly red tailed people came out and Lord Charles boils was surrounded. They float him up and they knock him out next thing he knew his head was on a crystal floor staring  at a ceiling of stars. He bolted up and the demon things were muttering ‘he needs to be trained.’

A young girl, was sliding through an ice-land flipping over frozen statues, skidding on snow, fighting the ice but this girl wasn’t usual she was blessed with the water she was the first in ten thousand years and she was told she would be the last. She didn’t understand how to control it. She was told to master it she needed to be in the dampest part of the world. Her name was Lady Jane Roberts. Suddenly blue handed people came out and Lady Jane Roberts was surrounded. They use there minds to knock her out and take her to a ice castle. She bolts up and hears ‘she needs to be trained.’  

Meanwhile, Charles is practicing controlling his powers. He finds it difficult to direct the power, and often blows up stuff around him (as well as singeing his eyebrows off). The crystal palace is unaffected by his powers, though, the beams of sunlight simply amplified by the crystal. Every day, the red tailed people feed him three times a day, but he is afforded no human interaction. The solitude is getting on his nerves.

They make Jane practice controlling her powers. She finds it difficult to use the power, and often freezes stuff around her (as well as numbing her leg off). The ice palace is unaffected by her powers, though, the beams of sunlight simply amplified by the ice. Every day, the blue handed people feed her three times a day, but she is afforded no human interaction. Though she can see a red castle it’s getting on her nerves.

 

A young boy, was running through a hillside jumping over roots, skidding on tracks, fighting plants but this boy wasn’t ordinary he was blessed with the air he was the first in a 100 thousand years and he was told he would be the last. He didn’t understand how to control it. He was told to master it he needed to be in the highest part of the world. His name was Prince Jack Stuart. Anyway back to the hillside. Suddenly white headed people came out and Prince Jack Stuart was surrounded. They squash him down and they knock him out next thing he knew his head was on a cloud floor staring  at a ceiling of moon and sun. He bolted up and the  things were muttering ‘he needs to be trained.’

 

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