The Elementalists

First Half of the First Day of the First Year: Dominic

Waking up Dominic winced at the blinding light hitting his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to sit there and contemplate life for the remainder of the day, but unfortunately he couldn't, he had school. As he dragged himself out of bed to get ready, he closed the blinds on his window, having always seen better in the dark. Looking at his phone, he realized he might be a little late, which was not going to be fun for the first day of school. Grabbing his uniform and putting it on in record time, Dominic looked in his mirror and tried flatten out his bed head.

After a minute of patting his head, he noticed that his light brown eyes looked like they were darker, but he shrugged it off and went to grab his bag and phone. Damian, his twin, burst in.

Damian managed to pull off the school uniform; his tan skin and brown hair matching well with the dark blue. His eyes were a scarlet blood red, marking him as someone with immense amounts of magic. He was born with brown eyes but it had changed with age.

"Well look at that. You're up."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go get breakfast and head out.

"About that. I'm gonna be heading out now for school since I'm a high-tier. I don't know why, something about registering for advanced level classes I think."

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll see you after school."

"Yeah, see you."

With that, Damian headed down stairs as Dominic got back to getting ready. He heard the door shut and saw Damian hop on his bike to head to school.

Dominic liked his brother. He would never have a reason not to. In the world that they lived in strength was everything, but Damian didn't care about that. While everyone always told Dominic to "know his place" in the hierarchy, he didn't really care about it. Damian always treated his twin like an equal, even though Dominic was completely powerless.

In a world where nearly seven million people are born without powers, they are the minority. The social hierarchy that both Damian and Dominic hated basically said that the more powerful you are, the easier your life will be.

Dominic could hardly remember the last time he went to school and didn't get beat up.

When you graduate from Elementary, all students are required to take a test that measured their current magical power, along with how much growth they can have. Damian managed to rank an 8 in current magical power and with a 5 in growth. This meant that he would be able to achieve the max Magical Power of 10; which very few reached. When Dominic went up, the device didn't activate, thus marking him completely powerless.

The problem that both Dominic and Damian had was that people would abuse their power to, in turn, abuse others. Even in the school, teachers tended to overlook "low-tiers" getting beat up.

Dominic pushed his thoughts away as he went downstairs; the scent of bacon and eggs filling his nose. Entering the kitchen, he could see his mother standing by the stove. He always thought that he was lucky that his mother was a chef. She always made the best food. He sat down by his father, who was buried in the morning newspaper per usual.

His Mom walked over, carrying a tray with three plates on top, one for each of them.

He looked up and smiled. "Thanks, Mom."

"No problem, sweetie," she replied with a smile back at him before going to put a plate in front of his father.

His mother was always kind to Dominic, even though he was powerless. Whether it was because he was her son or not he was happy that he had someone.

His dad's element was earth and his mom's element was wind. She was a stay-at-home mom. She beautiful woman with silky brown hair, tan white skin, and gray eyes like little clouds. His dad was sturdier, with short black hair, tan skin that was a sign that he did a lot of outside work, and dusty orange eyes. While his mom was kind and outgoing, his father kept to himself most of the time. Whenever he saw the two right by each other the phrase "opposites attract" couldn't be more clear to him, and it was obvious that they both loved each other.