Supreme Team, Rise of Pyro Flame

Chapter 1: Pyro Flame

 Chapter One: Pyro-Flame

Some people believe being a superhero to be magnificent and be all about the glory and justice. They never think of the never-ending stress; the hurt; the unbearable pain we go through on a day to day basis. The powers we have can be described as a gift from the gods however they could also be seen as a curse from the Devil, for me the jury is still out. The risks we consequently put on our friend’s, our family and even people we don’t even know causes constant frustration and paranoia. I want to be normal; I want to be you. I wish I never became the man I am this meaning I am left emotionally distraught, an empty shell, a shadow of my former self.

I’ll never be able to love again; I cannot be shown love or affection by anyone, not even my friends.  The chance of them receiving harm from the people I battle to protect them from in the first place is far too great it would destroy me, ripping out what’s left of my heart and soul. I won’t be able to handle it…not again after losing the girl who meant so much to me. It does not matter how much I want it; how much their beauty grabs my attention and tinkers with my mind; I will forever be alone. I cannot make the same mistake twice. My story is a heartrending one; I won’t give too much away, but I’m obviously still alive and kicking although for now I remained constrained to this bed, I shouldn’t complain, I’ve been in much worse.

Oh wait, I have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Jamie Lee, well it was. I’m better known as Pyro-Flame these days to be honest and that new identity is the reason I find myself confined to this bed. My story can be interpreted in many ways, you will have to decide for yourself. I can now produce fire with a click of my fingers and I tell you; it is no magic trick or illusion! You may ask how did I get such powers? Was I born with them like Superman? Is it technology like Ironman? Or is it my genetics what I was born with like the X-men? You can think that but you would be wrong. I was a normal teenager celebrating the completion of my AS exams (even though I had likely failed Geography stupid rivers landforms!).

Before you read my story, you should know it is all fact. These events happened to me. The happiness and the pain, the joy of success and the feeling of despair, the extravagant laughter and the emotional tears. It all began that hideous night, we were out camping next to a reservoir, a beautiful tranquil setting just up the road from Newcastle but the night was far from what anyone could possibly expect but however I’m going to take you to the morning of that frightful day...

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