Elementals

Chapter 3: A smelly smell that smells... smelly

A portal of flames formed.

"Here we are, Aidan." DDio stepped out of the portal.

"Nice." Aidan walked into his room. "Note to self, learn how to do that." he mumbled to himself.

"I'll be leaving, then."

"Ciao, old man."

"Goodbye." DDio responded before he walked back through the portal and left. The flames dissipated as Aidan dashed to his desk in his room and pulled out a blank journal. He slammed it onto his desk and began writing into it immediately.

Day 1, October 17th, 2017.

Dea's gone, but unlike the other two, I know what happened. From what I've gathered, a man with black hair in a white suit is who took her, his name being Drew. He has some sort of power over darkness going off of what he named his attacks and the shadowy powers he had. It also looks like he can control people somehow. I've gotta find him quick, or something bad might happen to Dea.

From what the 'council' or whatever said, he's got the best of the best under his control. I need to see how good these guys are, and plan accordingly. Currently, the plan is to just get stronger before starting any kind of searching. It seems that he might have bodyguards that can overpower me in my current state. That woman might be my best choice, as it seems she knows how to use these flame powers. They might have even been hers at some point, seeing as these weird shapes in my hair are the same as hers.

I should also check out members of my family, seeing as both Dea and I have these powers. My father is nowhere to be seen, but my uncle and his family are most likely still in Brooklyn. I hope nothing has happened to them. Speaking of checking out people, Syl was there, kind of, when everything happened. I should make sure she's fine.

Looks like my current plans are to get stronger, and make sure those close to me are fine.

Aidan slid the journal into his desk as he looked around his room. Gray walls, a mirror and a bed, his open closet with miscellaneous clothes about, and a nightstand with a picture of him and three others, which was taken years ago, framed standing upon it. He looked down on the photo.

"I swear, I'll find you, sis." Aidan said to himself. He cleaned up the clothes on his floor, pushed his mirror more to the side of the room, and threw his coat to the side. He immediately began to do push ups on the floor. His form was solid, and his speed was steady, yet he found no burn or burden when performing so, almost as if his own weight is not enough. He stood up and thought to himself.

A Pocket Realm, the place these wackos that call themselves gods fight. She made one by slamming her fists together, and Dea... didn't she snap her fingers when she made one? If that even was one. Can't hurt to try.

Aidan extended out his left arm and began to think of an empty, yet similar world to the one he was in. He thought that by thinking of what a Pocket Realm was, he could make one. He snapped his fingers, and felt nothing happen. A maid opened his door, coming in with a duster, only to see Aidan sticking his arm out for no reason. He walked over, grabbed his coat, and put it back on.

"Oh, young mast-" the maid tried to speak, but Aidan cut her off.

"Stop, I hate that word." he said as he walked out of the room, pushing the maid to the side.

"Where did you go? You and your sister have been gone since last night." she asked.

Aidan slowly turned around.

"She's on a trip with some friends. She didn't say when she'll be back, but she did say that some family was coming over." Aidan answered. "Our uncle."