A story about a boy with light powers being forced to join a gang and having to turn the gang into peacekeeper by taking power the leader with the power of literal chaos elemt powers, Alastor in a world with fire, dark, light and art element magic c...
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Next day, Eliot was ready for school. He had always like his highschool in 10th grade at Saint Mary's High School, It was the people that many elements go to to hone thier Skills to become at the top. Eliot had a few tricks to make Sure that no one was able to his mother Married a Father named Barry Ito who had powers of art to make anything come to life with a simple pencil and drawing it, before he died he give Eliot his skecthboy to make life with it. He Always make Sure to carry it so he can be apart of the Art elemental progarm since he was a level 3 Art user. Levels in Bolvars mean how strong someone is in that elemental is and Level 5 is the maxium. He maybe a lvel 3 in the use of the elemental of art but his light elemental level is 0 the lowest someone's elemental can be. During lunch he bumped into Daina Dale, His female best friend.
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Daina Dale, the school's resident enigma, approached him with a cautious grace that seemed at odds with the rambunctious energy of the students swirling around them. She was the one person who knew his secret, the one who had seen his light shine through the cracks of his carefully constructed façade. "Hey, Eliot," she began, her voice a soft melody that cut through the cacophony of the schoolyard. "I heard about this new after-school club starting up. It's supposed to be some kind of elemental get-together. All the cool kids are joining."
Eliot's heart skipped a beat. An elemental club? In a world where magical abilities were as commonplace as the seasons, such a gathering could be his ticket to learning more about his light powers, to understanding the mysteries that lay hidden within him. He had always felt like a square peg in a round hole, his abilities too unique to fit into any of the existing cliques or classes. "Who's running it?" he asked, hope mingling with apprehension.
