A Fight For Integrity

VIII | Gifted with powers

The night came soon and the sun settled down while the moon shone brightly in the night sky. The stars started twinkling again and the kingdom became silent. The night fall in the Thunder Kingdom was tranquil.

All the five boys had their dinner for the night and went to their respective rooms. "Good night lix" Hyunjin bid goodbye to Felix. "Mm Good night" Felix said making his way to his room.
Hyunjin entered his room and saw Seugmin fast asleep. Hyunjin slid under the blanket and turned to face the window. The window had an amazing view of the sky. Hyunjin looked at the moon and thought of only one person. His father. Hyunjin's father was one of the honest people. His faith and loyalty was the most important to him but that only brought death closer to him. His loyalty was returned with betrayal and his honesty was returned with cruelty.

Hyunjin misses his father but the thing he misses more is his father's love. Throughout his life he has got much love though he wanted to see his father again and say that he loves him very much but fate didn't let his wish fulfill.

Supernatural powers can change one's life. It can create great yet dangerous things happen but the only thing it couldn't create was life. Although many are able to control life they can't control death. People are bound to die no matter what. When death wants them they are bound to leave the world.

Hyunjin's mind was entangled with several thoughts when his mother came into his mind. His mother was his everything. He never lets anything wrong happen to her. He protects her like a diamond. Her mother is precious to him that anything and for her he can do anything. 'Eomma be safe' Hyunjin thought finally sitting up. The questions in his head was bothering him too much. He was dying to know the answers. So not wasting any other second Hyunjin left his room walking towards Chan's standing in front of it.

Felix on the other hand sat on his bed with a book in his hand but he couldn't focus. He was a person who can't be distracted no matter what comes in his way. He aims for something and he gets that with all his will. But the thought of the practice rushed through his mind again and again. He was successful in making some Thunder up in the sky the why did he feel something like that? What stopped him from using his power at its extreme? Was he being controlled? Or he isn't capable of doing anything more?

Much more tangles formed into his mind and entangling them seemed impossible. He had a complicated mind which thought of numerous stuff at the same time but the thoughts he recently was getting stressed him out. He wanted to relax. The word relax came into his mind and something popped up in his head. The music box. He inherited a music box from his mother when he was young and that was the only memory he had of her. The other memories were something he wanted to forget.

He took the music box out the huge cupboard filled with clothes. The music box was still the same and looked new as Felix has never opened it. The reason was pretty weird.

Felix always thought that he was a mere kid. His powers never worked, he tried to control things but he couldn't, he always failed in doing things and to himself he was a dissapointment. His own self was dissapointed in him. The more he wanted to accept himself the more he hated himself. Was this the reason because his mother died while saving him? Maybe yes maybe no. He still isn't sure. The music box was just as beautiful as him from outside but his fear was, if it didn't work? What if it was dissapointing just like him? What if it was broken from inside just like him? He didn't open it.

To many he was just a precious person but to himself he wasn't. His hatred was something that killed him inside but the boy tried to grow more cold and tried to control himself more and more. Thus controlling power made him cold and stiff from outside and the real Felix got suppressed somewhere inside the cold Felix who just pretended to be like that. Was he tired of this? Yes he was but he couldn't help either. He begged for someone to help him from this broken state but he couldn't trust anyone. Why? He didn't know either. Maybe because he was afraid of showing his real self.
He was somehow embarrassed of showing his real self so he distanced people he wanted to be close with. What if he hurted them? Just like he did with his mother.