Heir To The Elements 1: Rise of the Heirs

The Past

Vulcan Strode through the room while Bolt and Tornado scoffed cake with limited decorum.

He sighed at his companions, he was stuck with them, whether he liked it or not unless he stayed with them and any other heirs they could find there was no way that he would be safe from Conduct.

“Are you two finished?” he asked snidely.

“Almost, you sure you don’t want some?” Tornado asked through a mouthful of cake.

“I’m fine, I’ve had enough,” Vulcan eyed the director, the suited man had surprisingly taken the situation quite calmly, despite the fact that he was occupying a room with two superhuman idiots and a warrior who could easily fight his way out of this facility and all its armed guards now that he was recuperated.

He extinguished the small fireball he had been throwing around in his hand and walked towards the director who was seated at his desk as he had been before the food had arrived. Although the desk was now cluttered with the remains of the meal Vulcan had shared with his companions.

“So, what would you like to know director?” Vulcan asked seating himself in one of the more comfortable seats facing the director.

“Everything and what I hear is deciding whether or not we let you three live,” The last part he said with a slight menacing tone added on top of his normally indifferent voice.

“Oh joy,” Bolt mumbled as he stood up, the remnants of his cake lingering on his face.

“Those two are harmless enough; I don’t think you need to worry about them,”

“I’ve noticed,” As the director said this two men appeared behind Bolt and Tornado, “gentlemen, please escort those two to the waiting room,”

Bolt looked at Vulcan with a question clearly growing in his eyes, before he could ask Vulcan merely indicated for them to do as they were asked. They were led from the room quickly.

“Now I’m isolated you presume you can deal with me,” Vulcan muttered.

“No, but you are quite a way, away from them, I doubt you could find them within the facility, so I suppose your statement is at least partially true,”

“If you try to kill me you won’t survive the incident,”

“I know, now please,” The director gestured with his hand “start at the beginning,”

“The beginning?” a faint smile appeared on Vulcans face. “I doubt you’ll believe it,”

“You can control fire, if it’s because God made you then I won’t be surprised, Hell I don’t care, I’ve got a lie detector on you so we’ll know if you’re bullshitting us,”

“I don’t lie,”

“Everyone does,”

“I know,” Vulcan leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling for a moment “Just so you know, this story takes place over a thousand years before the first human town was built,” he eyed the director searching for a challenge.

“So you are not human?”

“Not at all,”

“interesting, you look like us,”

“No, you look like us,” Vulcan grunted.

“Us?”

“The Heirs, heirs to the Elements,”

“And those are?”

“People like myself which owned this world under our creators, the Giants, each tribe had an element as part of the super element “time” which we are all subject to,”