Run From The Darkness

Home School With a Hint of Therapy

Let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Dominic, but my friends call me Dom. Now to introduce my people and my history.

When children are born where I come from, they are clean; no marks on their skin. But in most cases after your first injury a mark appears on your arm. The mark determines your future and what element you control. There are four elements that you could be gifted with. You could get earth, water, wind, and last but not least, fire. The element you get has some genetics involved, but its mostly just a gamble.

Every generation till now, there have been twins born with darkness and light magic. My parents are what you would call the king and queen of this land. They were each born with that special mark. My dad can control darkness. He's at his highest power during the night. My mom is the opposite. She can control light so she is at her best during the day. They were born twins. What comes next may sound a little bit odd, but it's what has to happen for their dynasty to continue.

They had me and my sister as twins at 27 years old. You may think oh wow, isn't that insest or something? the answer is yes. For the past thousands of years our family has been in reign of the land, and every lifetime they have twins of the elements dark and light. the reason this whole brother sister relationship thing happens is because those born of dark and light are destined to be together and become king and queen. It's written in the law, so there's not much they could do about it. Luckily I get to put an end to this disturbing rein. My sister and I are different. She was born to fire. Me, well I was born with all of the elements accept the power to control light. Because of this nothing will happen between us. I will be the last ruler of this dynasty and start a new one with whoever ends up with the element of light.

We were at recess in the middle of the year when it happened, the "incident" is what I'm referring to. Radwan and I were playing tag, but he was being very cautious of where he went and what he touched, as always because he was scared to get his element. Everyone in the whole school had their element, except him, and he didn't want to find out what it would be. He had never been injured so he didn't have a chance to get his element, anyway he tagged me on the shoulder really hard and I got knocked over. I got so mad that started shooting pebbles at him, and as he kept yelling in pain, I got annoyed, so the pebbles turned into rocks, which turned into stones that turned into boulders. After about 2 minutes of this, I was so irritated that I had stones circling around me so fast I couldn't see outside the wall I had created. The next thing I knew the wall was gone, and on the ground unconscious, was my best friend, with obsidian, a dark magic rock, around him and a snapped arm. What killed me most was that I had done it on purpose. Before this we had been very close but I had a feeling that wouldn't be the case anymore.

I ended up waiting for him outside his hospital room for about a week. He woke up, but couldn't remember a thing about what happened, which was for the best. I apologized for breaking his arm, which probably didn't make much sense, and after that, we kind of stopped talking.

For more reasons than one I was asked to stop attending the school, and my parents hired one of the teacher to write assignments and lessons for me, to learn what was necessary. I met with Fodjour, the teacher my parents hired, every Friday to take a test on what I learned that week. He ended up being the elemental control teacher for the school, so I would see him every day instead of just on Fridays to work on element therapy. We became friends quick and I helped out with babysitting his daughter, Jackie when him and his wife needed it.

On the first of the new year, a sacred day to my people, Fodjour, his wife Cillian, and I went on a walk to see what I could really do. When we got to the biomental landscape, a large field with splotches of different biomes all over the place, I started to to play around a bit with my elements. I hadn't used any of my elements in months, I had been trying not to use them for that matter, so I was a little rusty. I pushed off the ground with all of my force, plus a little wind to help me out. I flew like shooting star up into the air, and landed on my shoulder and head about a quarter mile away. Fodjour ran as fast as he could to see if I had been injured badly. I was passed out with a huge scratch on my forehead because I landed in a rocky landscape. Luckily He controls water, so he woke me up and washed out the scrape. After that was when things got wild.

When you put water and wind together what do you get? you guessed it, frost. What I'm getting at is, if you control all of the elements, you can also control all of the sub elements; snow, lava, sand, and pressure. Think of the damage I could do if the village had been attacked. I started creating temporary life forms that we use in battle, we call them elementals. As a side effect to having darkness in my veins, they all went rogue and tried to kill Fodjour and I. His wife recorded everything we did to show my parents.

~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~

As lauren and Ken (my mom and dad) watched the video of my training, they grew worried for not only mine, but everyone's safety. The darkness was getting worse as the days went by. Fodjour and I were going to the biomentals every day, and I almost died once this week. I overheard them talking about her, the one I had never seen, but wished to be my whole life.

As Lauren told him " It's the only option we have. He is getting worse, and she is the only one who can help" I couldn't hear what he said after that, but I heard her say " I know we made a promise, but this is only a last resort. she trained us for our first battle, why would it be different for him."

"He is a lot older than we were, and this is a serious issue, not some ancient tradition. Let's give him a year. Then, and only if he's not better, will he go." my dad replied. They agreed on this and started walking my way. I stood up and ran to my room as quickly and quietly as I could so they wouldn't know I was eavesdropping. My mom cracked the door and saw that I was laying down with my eyes closed. She turned off the light and whispered me a goodnight.