Elementals (A Creepypasta Story)

Recognized

A few years passed and the children were now nine years old. RJ had raised them as best as he could between their classes and lessons. They had managed to fully control their abilities by now and were very smart in normal school subjects. They still returned home with multiple injuries, but they no longer felt the pain.

One day, on Saturday, when the kids had no school or lessons, RJ was pulled to another test. His collar was removed temporarily to test his teleportation again. When his test was over, they put the collar back on but they didn't close it all the way. RJ said nothing, returning home and taking off the collar the second he was in the hallway.

"Finally, we can get out," RJ called.

The children came running over to him, seeing the collar laying on the floor.

"They took it off?" Catherine asked, surprised.

"They forgot to lock it all the way," he answered, smiling widely. "We're getting out of here. Today."

The children smirked, glancing at each other. They ran and got their precious things while RJ teleported away to grab his box, which was in a dusty closet and hadn't been touched for a while. He went back to the house and grabbed the children, teleporting them to the surface. They found themselves in an abandoned hospital, with a secret door hidden in the wall. The children snapped their fingers, their attire changing.

Catherine wore a flame-orange dress with matching flats. Her nails were painted to match her dress and a crown of flames rested on her head. Mali wore a flowing dark blue dress with matching inch-tall heels. Her nails were blue and a crown of water swirled around her head.

Jack wore dark green robes with boots and a belt of brown leather. Around his head was a crown of stone. Josh wore a light blue outfit similar to Jack's with light gray shoes and belt. His head was ringed with a crown of clouds.

RJ smiled at his children and knocked on the door of the underground facility. The door opened to reveal a new worker.

"Can we help you?" he asked.

"Yes. You can. Move please," Catherine demanded, burning him to death.

The four children stormed into the building with RJ, killing every single person they saw. They left no one alive, drowning, suffocating, crushing, or burning them. DJ stood by the entrance of the building to make sure no one tried to escape. If they did, he killed them. When everyone was dead, Catherine set the entire place on fire, before they left, to burn anyone who might still be alive.

Together, they turned and walked away to find a place to live.

A year later, they were living in a nice house with two floors and a basement. The children were ten years old now, each having a separate room. RJ worked a high paying job that he absolutely hated. He knew he needed the money, though, to feed, clothe, shelter, and educate his children, so he stayed there. He worked all day and most of the night, too, staying overtime to get more money. He had sent the children to a wonderful school, but barely had time to spend with them.

RJ came home in the middle of the night, exhausted and worn down. He looked up to see that the children were still awake, standing in the kitchen.

"You should be in bed," RJ commented.

"You should rest and eat. You barely eat anything. We can tell," Catherine replied. "We made you dinner and were waiting for you to show up."

RJ raised an eyebrow at her as she had Mali and Jack take him to the table, where they had him sit down. Catherine and Josh brought him his food, a wonderful meal of parmesan crusted chicken and alfredo noodles with some green beans and coke. RJ smiled gratefully at his children as he ate, listening to them chattering to each other softly.