Blazeknight's Inferno

Chapter 1

Three years have passed since Bryce first got his powers. He thought he was a superhero, but he was a freak. He tried to help people but to no avail his powers were too destructive. He burnt his first girlfriend on his first date. His parents divorced, leaving him separated from his older sisters, and his father. It was just him and his mom, or perhaps just him.

                “Bryce honey, your sister wants to talk to you.” His mother held the phone urging him to take the call. He ignored and grabbed the television remote instead. His mother gave him a slightly disappointed expression. “Sorry Beth, he doesn’t want to talk right now.”

                Flipping through the channels there was nothing but static. They had no cable to provide the TV with anything interesting but the news.  There were only five different channels; two of them were just weather broadcasts. The only one interesting enough to watch currently was the news live.

                It showed an anchor man whose hair was too full of gel, slicked back and greasy. “Last week the Kingston robbery was a very strange and bizarre event, citizens have told us that they have witnessed a young man on fire, burned down a part of the bank.”

                Bryce smirked, it was his doing after all. “Yes it was indeed a strange robbery. The robber had two letters on his chest which were a ‘B.K’. He dressed quite similar like superheroes and such that many people have begun calling him Blazeknight. “

                Bryce originally inscribed the B.K on his suit to stand for his initials, Bryce Kingston. However he figured BlazeKnight worked as well too. He made the costume when he was younger, and when it was much looser.  When he wore it a few weeks ago it tightly attached to his skin outlining his body.

                Cold hands touched his shoulder. His mother was right next to him with worried eyes. “Look Bryce before I go to work I just… I know it’s been hard for you…” Her voice trembled, it was as if she was afraid to say it. “But your father and I have been thinking of getting you a job so we asked your sister to arrange an interview just for you. “

                He stood up and shoved her fragile hands away. “Stop, Mom! I don’t want any connections with that him, alright!”

                “Bryce, we thought it would be better for the both of us and your future-“ He cut her off.

                “Cut the bullshit…mom. I know you and dad haven’t contacted each other since the divorce.” He swore to her for the first time.

                “Bryce-“

                He stormed out of the room without hearing her words. Whenever his father was mentioned uncontrollable anger was released. He hated his father ever since he saw that his family wasn’t as perfect as he thought it was. A perfect family, yeah right, he would repeat this in his mind forcing himself to accept the truth.

                Walking down his street he pulled out his cell phone. It wasn’t an expensive or fancy type, it was a plain flat flip phone. He murmured the numbers he dialed then pressed the little green call button. He waited…no answer. He tried again and this time somebody picked up.

                “Beth? Hey it‘s me Bryce…” He took a deep breath.

                “You idiot, why didn’t you talk to me before!”

                “Listen, just for mom…I’ll take the job.”

                “Alright, jeez. Dad already rented an apartment for you, it’s better to leave mom, she only has enough money for herself NOT you.” She hung up on him, making it even harder on him.