PROLOUGUE • • •
My name is Heather, but it isn't all that important. All that matters is my power. Without it, the whole Earth will be driven into complete and utter darkness. I am one of the Six. Some call us the Protectors, other Guardians, but we refer to ourselves as friends, friends to everyone but the Dark Ones. They have a more specific name, but they are usually upon you if you learn it, and no one needs to face death just because you were interested in a story.
I am leader of the Six, the main protector, but not the oldest. I am one of three girls, both of them younger. Clara is 15 and so is Cira, they're twins. Only the Elders know why their parents gave them identical names, it makes them harder to tell apart. Both have light brown hair with natural blond highlights and soft grey eyes. They are about of average height and very flexible. With high cheek bones and heart shaped heads, they sometimes look like those plastic barbie dolls. I am 17, with ginger hair and peircing hazel eyes. I'm taller than most and heavily built. I am stronger than I appear, so I had beaten my challenge to become a leader, or what you can call Alpha. My cheeks are more rounded than both and I usually like staying in the back round.
Then, there are the guys. Harlem is our little golden boy. He's 15 like the twins and usually flirts with them nonstop. He has sandy blonde hair with light blue eyes. He's almost as tall as I am and hasn't even finished growing yet. He's pretty strongly built, if I do say, and can pick up almost 200 puonds with the ease of picking up a loaf of bread. Then comes Vince, and he's sixteen. With jet black hair and deep brown eyes, he's the strong, silent type. He's in the shadows more than I am, when he really doesn't need to. The twins swoon over him, acting like they're in love with him practically. I really don't get it at all. Sometimes Harlem pretty much throws himself at them, and they ignore him. Poor guy. Last, but not least, there's Wyatt, who's 18. His hair is a dark reddish brown and he has light green eyes. Some of the others joke around and say that he should be the leader, not me. Yeah, right. He's the only one who might match my strength. Maybe, but I don't want to try. He's still the joker in the group, though. Usually playing pratical jokes on yours truely, but that's a different story for a different day.
Now that you know about the Six, you need to know where it all began.
(I suck at this kind of writing so bear with me)
Once, long ago, the world was submerged in darkness, united under a single dark ruler. No one knew his name, or saw his face, just knew him as Lord. Day in and day out, they would work in feilds and castles alike, almost using their hands to the bone. The Lord abused his subjects, and he was hated for it. He was a tyrant, darker than the moon when it's eclipsed behind the Earth.
There were many rebelions over the years, all that failed in vain. Until one group of adults found six children, three girls and three boys, who could control different elements. Water, Wind, Earth, Flame, Electricity, and Weather. Together, they were unstoppible. These adults got together the children and chose the leader, a boy who controled the element of Weather. The children went to war against the Darkness, taking their time. Soon enough, though, they won and the people were freed, starting the reign of the light once more.
There will come a day where the decendants of these six children will have to fight off this evil again. There are many prophicies that foretells their coming, but no one knows the right from wrong. The Darkness must never come again, or we will never be rid of it again.
Now, I have the power of Weather, that's why I'm leader. Clara has Water, Cira has Earth, Vince Flame, Harlem Wind, and Wyatt Electricity. Together, we are keeping this evil at bay. Together we are strong, apart, we will always be weak. No matter our true strength.
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