Torcher Gang BRIO: [Arc RETCONNED]

The Story of the Mysterious, Fire Person (Prologue)

     This world is... interesting. I've been alive for how many years? I've seen so many things. Seen so many people. An earthling's concept of time does not match mines. I am... different. 

     I hear sirens in the far distance. Was it an ambulance again? No, this was a different siren. Policemen. I feel a strange sense of energy. I feel like... I need to go see what is happening.

     Many roads to the city are blocked. Police cars plague the streets, denying access to anyone that tries to enter the restricted areas, including the news reporters. This must be serious for the whole city to be on shut down. I don't know what's happening, but I do sense something bad. It's hard to tell; I need to get closer. 

     They won't be able to see me, the cops are distracted. I'll just phase through just to be sure I am not spotted. The space around me warped and bent, camouflaging my figure. People could now only see around me and not right at me; like a blackhole, distorting one's vision, but more accurately camouflaging the surroundings I'm in. Doing so, getting by was a walk in a park, no one noticed me. The streets were destroyed, going farther in, and the buildings were destroyed at the the first floors. Some of the destruction looked like rubbish surrounded by giant, gaping circles, as if a giant scooped up the ground with  an ice-cream scooper. It was... perplexing, but nothing more baffling than the things I've seen before.

     I didn't realize, but soldiers were shooting in the distance, screaming and yelling, while bigger explosive sounds occasionally overpowered the gunshots. Every time an explosion happened, I could feel the ground trimmer below me, just a bit. 

     "This is your last chance, Kobile! Release the hostages and this will all be over! Don't make this hard for us!"

     "YOU BASTARD! WHAT YER GONNA DO WHEN YOU GET ME!? TURN ME IN AND EXECUTE ME!? Oh, pleeeaaase, I'm not stupid." 

     "You give us no choice, Kobile..."

     "Come at me, bi-"

     Shots were immediately fired; the pale, criminal man dressed in ragged clothes grabbed a rock seconds after guns were fired and threw it at the officers. A loud bang soon after and the area being blinded with bright light, everyone in the vicinity was disoriented, rubbing their eyes and slopping over. As their eyes readjusted, I new light appeared, though this light was different. Flames flew up into the air like tiny solar storms. A great heat was emitted from this light, a light that was soon revealed to be a figure. Human figure, standing between Kobile and the soldiers. A figure, that was me.

     "Hey, who the hell are you!?," the criminal said, raising another hand holding a rock. 

     "Not that I need to tell you my name... You will most likely forget."

     "Shut da FUCK up, tell me, already!"

     "The name's Leon Torcher. Doubt you heard of me."

     Kobile grinned, snickering under his teeth. The look on his face was disgusting. I felt his soul. He was... sick. Evil. Sadistic. Truly a rotten person. I've met plenty of rotten people like him. They disgust me; those who take and cause havoc for the sake of it, or even for their own putrid ideals. 

     "Doesn't matter if I heard of you or not. Now I can kill you with your name in mind."

     "..."

     "Oh, don't look that way, you should be honored. You get to die by the murderer who knows yer name!"

     He threw the rock in his hand, but at that split second, I saw something on his palm. Time seemed to slow when I saw it for that split second, as the second lasted for a minute. It was that mark; the same mark I've seen on plenty of people. When that minute-long second was over, the rock blew up in front of me.