Prologue
In 2035, April 19, there was a chemical explosion that spread airborne throughout the Earth. It caused many deaths but those who did survive changed. Their eyes changed colours, there were 7 different eye colours and each colour represented a unique power,
Red- (Can spawn fire and mould it also can make balls and throw or stream mostly spawning from their hands, they can also deal with extreme heat)
Lime Green- (Can heal anything and make plants grow faster, also developed a photographic memory)
Sky Blue- (Can fly, Start tornadoes and send gushes of very powerful wind)
Bright Pink- (Can read other's mind on command and make them see illusions)
Purple- (Can see the early future and has heightened senses, better hearing, seeing and smelling)
Golden- (Grow a pair of wings that change to whichever colour fits their personality most are kind and control animals, talk to animals, and become animals)
Black- (They can become a shadow making them practically invisible. They can also control shadows making them solid and able to touch things)
But that was eighteen years ago, still, every new baby born had powers. Including Finnly Wellmoore who might have way more than just one colour within himself.
[Completed] Alien staggered to her, but then he didn't find it easy to look her. Her face had been blackened and she was writhering in pain, smoke issuing out her sweaty body. Holes started to appear in the white dress she was wearing. Her eyes, which seemed they could pop out of their socket anytime, kept darting at Alien as if she wanted to tell him something. She held out her blackened hand to Alien.
Alien was going to touch it when suddenly her whole body burst into fire and turned ashes like magic. Alien stepped back, and looked around. There were nomore monsters, but the ashes in their places. Xerxis was the only villain that hadn't caught fire and her corpse lay unharmed by anything but the sword.
With smokes wafting from the ashes and the tent that had caught fire, the place was stuffed with smokey mist now. Alien found it difficult to breathe in there. Now he was a free man he could walk out the tent. But before he left, there was something he needed to do.