Good Enough

The Doomed Child

The temperature is a cool 47 degrees, the sky is cloudy, and good ol' violence in the streets of this horrible city. Kyodaina pounds his fists together "HA!" Flames engulfed his fists and disappeared in a second, his pupils are dark red and his face serious "Dai, you good?" A common thug from this part of the city hits the wall hard, falling over "yep, I'm good." Her hair is on fire, literally. It's a bright red-orange flame, slowly goes back to her regular blonde hair "man it gets hot whenever I'm using my fire." She wipes her forehead. Kyodaina hair is on fire too, he punches the thug he was fighting, knocking him down. "These guys are pretty easy. Alright grab the woman's purse." He points at the medium size purple bag on the ground so Dai picks it up "ahh, beating up dumb asses are nice." He kicks the guy on the ground, making him groan "haha." She laughs and carries the bag around her shoulder. Both of them walk out to the street to meet the woman "oh thanks you two! You're heroes!" She grabs the bag gratefully and hugs them both, pulling them together tightly. "...ok...OK! You're welcome!" Kyodaina pushes away her back "I wouldn't say we're heroes, just some better people than those guys." Dai gives a thumbs up "hey call the ambulance, we gave them some burns! Literally like actually call them though, they'll die. Anyways byeeee!" Both Kyodaina and Dai wave at the woman off and walk away to continue patrolling the streets. Heat waves are visible around them as together, they make a high temperature. But as they walk past an alleyway, they feel immense heat. "Shit that's hot...but for us to feel it?" Dai wipes the sweat off her forehead "wanna check it out?" Kyodaina cockily smiles and naturally, Dai has just as much curiosity "hell yeah!" They walk further into the alleyway, the heat getting more intense, lighting up the darker parts of the area. They reach the heat source; it shines bright and seems strong. The flame is high and inside the flames is a skeleton, melting quickly. The flames are high, the color is a bright purple, and the tip of the flames are white, the concrete around the flames is burning quickly and melting. Kyodaina breathes heavily as the heat is making him hotter and hotter each second that passes "shit...that's...hot..." Dai rubs her eyes, wiping away the tears as the fire is burning her eyes "oh my god! I can't stay here...let's go." Kyodaina pants, agreeing with her, he takes her out of there "damn that was...intense..." she nods, holding her throat "holy shit I'm thirsty..." Dai coughs from how scratchy and dry her throat is. Kyodaina wipes off his face with the inside of his leather jacket "phew...let's go back to the hotel." They begin to walk off. A man stands in the alleyway, purple blue flames surround his arms, his hair on fire and flowing in the wind. He turns back into alleyway, the heavy boots his wears are burnt and leaving behind charred footprints.

A school in the center of the city, it makes a lot of noise from all the teens laughing, talking, and the sounds of screams, crying, and violence. A boy with straight long dirty blonde hair hits a chain linked fence. His face is bruised and his nose bleeding with a busted lip. "P-Please stop! I swear I-I wasn't looking at-!" A fist swings down onto his face, knocking him onto the ground, a tall guy stands over him with blood dripping off his hand "Don't you ever fucking hit on my girl again." A pretty girl stands behind the guy "heh, he's such a pussy...what can Unmei even do?" Unmei, a name fit for this boy. He was never liked anywhere. Always brought fear wherever he went, judged anywhere he was at. "I-I'll...I can..." he raises his hand, his pupils are shaking, his dark green eyes pierce into the other guy's eyes but he lowers his hand and looks back down as a kick knocks his head back. Unmei's head hits the bar of the fence, he lays there while looking up at them. "Don't go around her again, bitch." They walk away, leaving him there in his blood. Unmei wipes his nose off on his shirt and leaves school in the middle of the day, walking down the street. he raises his hand, staring at it. "I wouldn't wish death upon anyone I hate...I don't want to hurt anyone..." He stares at the ground, blood drips as his nose bleeds again "I do wish that anyone that hated me would just disappear..." His dirty sneakers skid on the concrete as he stumbles back to his house.